Author's Note

The Spy of the Tiger is your local certified explosions dealer. They never look at their products, of course.

to combat this new crisis, official currency changed to explosions.

"PRINCESS!" unnamed royal guard #6820712 rushed into the throne room. "There is an emergency! An asteroid is rapidly approaching the planet, targeted squarely at your kitchen!"

Celestia's hooves gripped the armrests (forelegrests?) hard enough to carve deep gouges into the surface. "Throw the military budget at it."

"E-excuse me? Don't you mean to say throw the military at it? I can't imagine that literally throwing money at--"

"Just let the treasurer know to whom the transfer should be sent."

"Huh?"

"You heard me."

The following segment has been translated from an otherwise-unknown language for your convenience.

"You really think this asteroid disguise will be enough to scare Celestia into fleeing Canterlot Castle, leaving the galaxy-famed Canterlot Kitchen open for our taking?" Xlgluarg continued steering the craft.

"If our close watch of her actions is any indication, yes. She has fled in shame for much more minor things. Excuse me for a [period of time unfamiliar to us], it appears we have an electronic transmission from Canterlot."

"Ha! Maybe it's their terms of surrender!"

"Inconvenience fee, three trillion... booms?"

It was said that for the next week and a half, Equestria gained a second sun.