The Princess and her Flying Axe

"Are you sure this is safe?" Spike stammered as Krieg happily carried him down the corridor. "He's not going to do the same thing with me that he did with Flash?"

Flash Sentry had hardly been able to walk when they had finally pried Krieg off of him. He would be unable to sit for days. Not to mention that Krieg's barrage had considerably thinned the fur on Flash's flank. The crimson color of his flank had only been matched by the crimson shade of his cheeks.

"Do not worry, Spike." Luna chimed as she led them towards the kitchen. "I am sure he only wishes to be your friend."

"I LOVE THE PURPLE RAIN!"

Luna-

"I'm sure it will be fine." Luna continued without taking notice, thrilled that Krieg was acting so friendly towards the little dragon.

"If you say so..." Spike wasn't sure if Krieg really wanted to be friends, even if all facts seemed to point towards it. Normally he had no problem with being carried around, but something about Krieg unnerved him. Though he'd definitely take this over the Spanking Furinkation any day.

Luna, I don't think-

"Here we are, the kitchen." Luna opened the doors. "Time to feed the minion!" Luna was starting to take a liking to having a minion of her own, it was almost like having a pet; a strangely psychotic pet, but still.

"FEEDING TIME!" Krieg hollered at the top of his lungs and rushed past Luna towards the stoves, still holding the squirming Spike above his head.

"I'm not really hungry..." Spike stammered. "So maybe you could put me down? Please?"

Luna watched Krieg dance around the kitchen with a small smile, even with his assault on Flash Sentry he was simply adorable in his own way. Luna's smile grew further as she saw him gently place Spike on a table next to some apples. The smile vanished though, when she saw what Krieg did next.

Twilight Sparkle was having a weird day. For one thing, Flash Sentry had been acting really strange when she had met him a few minutes ago; it was almost as if he was furiously trying to keep facing her. And where was Spike? He had been supposed to help her with her studies.

Twilight shook her head with a small sigh. Ever since the arrival of Luna's minion it seemed that order was slowly falling apart. All of her schedules were being overthrown lately, but not today. She'd get herself a small snack from the kitchen and then she'd get straight back to work.

When she reached the corridor housing the kitchen though, she could make out strange noises.

"Put him down this instance! Right now! That's a bad minion! Bad minion!" sound of crashing plates and the shutter of overthrown pots accompanied Luna's voice as Twilight approached the opened doors.

You know this wouldn't have happened if you had listened to me...

"Oh, be quiet and help me! Krieg, put him down!"

"JUST ADD SALT AND PEPPER, THEN BAKE FOR AN HOUR! WITH LOVE... AND FIRE!"

"You are not baking him!"

Twilight raised an eyebrow, it seemed that Luna's minion was up and well again; which was certainly good for Luna, but who was she talking to?

"MMmmpPHHf!" Twilight recoiled in surprise, was that Spike she had just heard? Remembering the last time Krieg and Spike had met, she took the last few steps towards the doors and stepped into the kitchen to check on the situation; and immediately felt her mouth fall open.

There was Krieg, using one of his legs to keep Luna at distance while she furiously tried to reach for the large plate he was holding above his head. And on said plate... Twilight did a double check to be certain, but there was no doubt; it was Spike, bound up in string with an apple stuffed into his mouth and squirming for his life.

Spike spotted Twilight and managed to spit out the apple. "Twilight! Help me! He's trying to cook me!"

"DEEP FRY! I LOVE A GOOD BARBEQUE!"

For a moment, Twilight was about to jump into the fray, but then she remembered an important detail. "You can't cook Spike."

"Exactly!" Spike replied.

"He's a dragon, and dragons are virtually invulnerable to heat."

He is?

Luna paused in her attempts to liberate the little dragon. "Oh, right... I forgot..."

"What!? What kind of reasoning is that!?" Spike cried from his place on the plate. "For crying out loud! He is trying to eat me!"

You heard the lady, Krieg. You can't cook him, so just put him down and- Wait! No no no...

Spike watched as Krieg pulled out a red stick with a small string attached to one end, and remembered what Flash Sentry had told him about them. If you put fire to the string... his eyes grew wide as Krieg held the stick over an open flame, the string igniting with a happy sizzle.

"What's that?" Twilight asked with a frown.

"IGNITE THE FLAME! SHARE THE JOY!" Krieg chuckled with glee as he tried to stuff the dynamite down Spike's throat.

Spike, in an frantic attempt to escape the incoming doom desperately tried to blow out the small spark as it approached his mouth, though in his panic it wasn't air that escaped his mouth, but a green flame instead.

Princess Celestia put aside the last scroll with a tired sigh, the work for today was finally done. But where was her sister? More importantly, had she found her minion? She wondered if she should go and look for them herself, maybe they needed her help. She somehow doubted that Krieg was as controllable as her sister believed him to be. For that matter; what duties would Luna entrust him with that wouldn't put the safety or the sanity of their subjects at risk?

Her thoughts were interrupted by a sudden flash of light accompanied by a small puff as something that wasn't a letter landed on the ground before her, a small sizzle filling the air in the room as the spark happily continued its way down the fuse.