[Third person POV]

Twilight was not having a good day.

It had started off well enough, a nice breakfast, some pleasant conversation with some of the ponies that came buy to borrow books, then a little bit of magic research/cross referencing some of the notes she found in the Overlord's laboratory. She still felt a little guilty for copying them when the Overlord asked her not to, but she just couldn't pass up an opportunity to see how an alien being would go about researching... whatever it was he was researching... she still wasn't sure about what exactly she had copied down, hence the research/cross referencing.

It had all gone down hill from there.

First several ponies from various news organisations had found their way into her library trying to find out everything they could about the Overlord, disposition, troops, and whether or not he was a threat to Equestria. After getting them to leave without letting anything slip before the Princesses public speech, Twilight had thought she might be able to get some peace and quiet, maybe find something concerning teleportation in the notes (as she had a fairly strong suspicion, as well as having detected a noticeable similarity to teleportation matrices, that it was connected, though incredibly complex) when a random towns pony came running into the library.

"Twilight! Quick, we need your help!" The stallion practically begged.

Sighing inside a little, Twilight shot up and asked what was wrong, expecting it to be a monster attack or some such.

"Part of the town is on fire!"

Although Ponyville was a small rural town, it still had a fire department, so the fact that somepony was asking her for help with the fire meant that it was quickly getting out of hand, possibly even to the point of threatening the town itself. Or that the stallion in front of her had an irrational fear of fire.

Regardless, Twilight teleported outside at once, very glad that she did so as she saw a billowing cloud of black smoke on the other side of town. Luckily it wasn't near any homes or places of business, just some old warehouses that nopony used anymore. That being said, it was close enough that it could pose a real threat if it got out of control.

This situation was why she told Spike to be extra careful with his fire breath.

Twilight teleported to an area near where the smoke was coming from and hit the ground galloping, those who were just watching the spectacle quickly moving out of the way of the lavender unicorn. When she got close enough to the fire to actually see what was going on however, she skidded to a halt with an unamused expression.

Three fillies, a small red gremlin, and an older stallion wearing thick glasses and a gray shirt with a pocket protector and a tie were watching as the large building burned to the ground. Well, Sparky was more dancing/ darting around the fire, keeping it from spreading.

"Girls?" Twilight called, getting both the cutie mark crusaders and the stallions attention, "What is going on here?" she asked in a tired voice.

"Well," Apple bloom started, "we were looking for a new way to get our cutie marks when we realized that we haven't done anything with fire yet, and since we have Sparky we would probably be safest if we got all of that out now."

"Plus Sparky has been getting a little... rambunctious lately," Sweetie Belle said with a slight twirl of her arm, "so this is a good way of calming him down."

"Doesn't hurt that this guy is giving us money for this." Scootaloo finished, gesturing at the stallion sitting nearby.

Twilight then turned to said stallion with a raised eyebrow, "Really? You payed three fillies and some unknown creature to burn down a building?" she asked before another thought popped into her head, "Do you even own this building?"

"No! No I don't!" the stallion said with a small smile. "But it has been abandoned ever since the company that owned it shut down. Since then, I've been going town to town, burning down every last remnant of that horrible place."

"Was it really bad enough to warrant this?" Twilight asked, unsure if she should call for a guard.

"They pilled all of the actual work on me, kept moving my office around the building until they finally stuck me in the basement, and they kept taking my possessions without my consent. That piled on top of the endless workdays, long hours and uncaring coworkers for thirteen years, and I feel more than justified."

"Oh. Well, um..." Twilight started, still unsure if she should be concerned before Sweetie interrupted her.

"Come on, Twilight! It's not like anypony lives in there, we checked before starting the fire and we told Sparky to make sure that it didn't spread beyond this one building. Nopony's going to get hurt unless their just stupid, and even then we'll take them to the hospital."

After mulling it over for a few seconds and hearing some of the comments from the gathered crowd, including a very pyrophobic stallion who wanted to know why the fire hadn't been put out yet, Twilight finally shrugged and sighed.

"Fine, but if Mayor Mare says anything, you and your sisters are responsible." With that she turned and began to walk away, but was stopped by the odd sight of what appeared to be Sparky being smacked around by another kind of minion.

During her time at the Overlord's tower Twilight had learned of the four types of minion, but she had only really seen the Red and Brown types. Because of this she was somewhat confused by the appearance of the Green one. While Reds looked like a mix of Browns and dragons, Greens almost looked like a mix of Browns and some kind of thorny plant. Then the smell hit her, and she needed to take a moment to suppress her gag reflex.

"Oh my Celestia! What could he have rolled around in to smell like that!?" She thought as she wiped away tears that hadn't yet fallen.

Best minion had arrived.

Scratch had been sent by the Overlord to 'keep an eye on' AKA 'spy on' the Elements of Harmony, only to arrive to a building burning in front of a large crowd.

Scratch didn't know what the situation was, nor did he care. This was supposed to be a quiet, secluded area, with nopony around to notice him so he could do his job. Now his cover was blown, he would be unlikely to get it back, and it was all that stupid Reds fault!

Needless to say, the Green used his impressive leg muscles to leap onto the Red and begin to beat the surprised minion to a pulp.

He didn't even yelp when he was lifted off of the Red, held aloft in a soft purple field of magic. He had learned about the ponies before going to their lands, one must know their enemy and all that, and he knew that they disliked violence... for some reason... However, seeing as his cover was blown and he still had a job to do, Scratch did the only thing he could.

He resorted to plan B.

"Who are you? Did the Overlord send you?" Twilight asked while trying to breath through her mouth and still finding it unpleasant.

"Scratch help pony!" said minion exclaimed with a silly smile.

"Oh! ...Um... Well, okay?"

"Always works like a charm"

Author's Note

I lied in my last blog thing.

I'm not sorry, back to the Overlord.