Chronicles of an Evil Overlord

by Melancholy


Rule 39

Domination of Equestria - T-15 - days.
The Battle For Ponyville: 10:45

“I think this side has more sun.”
“Yes Master.”

“No...No...this side. That side is too lumpy.”
“Yes Master.”

“Hold on...The battle is likely to spend more time in the afternoon, so it would be better over here.”
“...Yes Master.”

“Perfect. Now, that pitcher of lemonade?”
“Here Master.”

“Humm...That’s good. This is good.”
“Thank you master.”

“Hmm...I could do with some Chocolate too.”
“Master?”

“Humm? Yes General, how can I help you?”
“I do not intend to question your intentions…”

“But you’re going to anyway?”
“Ahh...Why are you here master?”

“It’s a nice sunny spot with a view of the battlefield. I mean, if I get my binoculars out I could probably see Princess Twilight Sparkle's expression from here.”
“Er...no, I mean surely you wish to lay waste to your enemies?”

“I fully intend to. That’s what the army is for.”
“You don’t wish to do it yourself?”

“I’ll be getting a good number of kills myself. I have the targeting array for the superweapon right here.”
“But surely you wish to taste blood with your blade? See the light fade from the eyes of your enemies!?”

“Surely one would taste with their tongues, not their blades?”
“I don’t understand you sometimes Master.”

“An Evil Megalomaniac needs to maintain an air of mystery.”
“I’ll take your word for it master.”

“Ferrero Rocher?”
“No thank you Master. I’m allergic to Hazelnuts.”

Overlord Rule No:39 If I absolutely must ride into battle, I will certainly not ride at the forefront of my Legions of Terror, nor will I seek out my opposite number among his army.