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Deal with the Devil. I mean Demon. [Visual, open]

[Zetta seems completely unconcerned as he lounges in his throne, waving a hoof casually at the scroll.]

So somebody blabbed my plans already, but that minion-mimicking minx got the basics in one. You guys are losing power left and right, but I -- I, Zetta, the most badass freaking Overlord in the entire cosmos -- have it to spare!

So, how can you get a piece of my might? A slice of mana power all your own? [Zetta rubs his forehooves together in delight.] You join my team, of course. Become my loyal minion and I'll give you power. Add it to your own or replace what you lost, I don't care.

...Seriously, you guys haven't stopped this weirdo yet? You're slipping. Anyway, offer's good starting now!

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Please. He's a tiny pathetic little worm compared to me. [Zetta buffs his hoof on his fur, then looks over it at her.]

I wouldn't have done all that stuff if I hadn't figured out that whether I like it or not, we're all in this together.

Right. Our bonds are what keeps us strong, and if you've got them...then I'm coming too.

[And she knows it's his honest truth---that despite the evil ambitions, he's an ally. She takes a deep breath and nods.]

I'll do it.

Well, show on up when you have the chance and I'll have a word with the Dark Senate about your joining.

[And since she knows the way from that trip to the tree scar, she does---after a good hour of sneaking around to avoid Tirek's line of fire. At the gate, she calls out.]

Lord Zetta? It's Applejack, here about this minion contract business.

[Three changelings pop out of the door in a stack like you'd see looking around the corner in a cartoon, then scramble to escort her inside to the throne room.]

[Zetta himself is lounging on the throne, reading a comic book, which he quickly tucks away when he spots the incoming visitor.]

Hyaaaa ha ha ha ha! Welcome!

[Well, that was...efficient. Applejack's a little unnerved, but she has a purpose here. This is important.]

Thank you kindly. Now...I'm guessing you and your senate get to judge whether I could be a minion worth your time.

Oh... uh, it works a little different than that. See, the Dark Senate -- [Zetta points to a unicorn with a sign around his neck that reads SENATOR] --votes to approve the addition of new minions into the party. However, they're contrary beings, so without a lot of bribes, the vote fails.

[Zetta motions to the unicorn minion, who looks at Applejack, then Zetta, then cluelessly shakes his head.]

Now, my bill has failed in the Senate, but since this is Netherworld politics, there's another option: Persuade by Force.

[Zetta whacks the minion upside the head.]

Hyaaa ha ha ha ha! Bill passed by force!

[Wh...at? This is making alarmingly little sense to her. Applejack tilts her head in bewilderment during this process, then pulls back together when it seems he's ready.]

So that's that. Now I look over what I'm signing away, right?

What? No, you're just agreeing to be my minion. This isn't some blood-on-parchment deal. When the hell did I ever come off THAT manipulative?!

Oh. I thought this was more of a formal thing. So...I just accept?

Yep. That's all there is to it.

Then you got it.

[Deep breaths.]

I'm your minion-gal.

[She shifts from foot to foot, wondering what happens now.]

Hmm. I like how you said that. Kinda sexy.

[Zetta grins as he absently waves a hoof at her -- and in the gesture, passes off a dollop of mana power like a flood into her.]

...I don't know if Rarity will want to hear that.

[All thoughts of that fade as that foreign strength slams into her. She taps her hoof on the ground to test---it's unexpectedly forceful, she'll have to adjust that.]

So I'm just gonna hit harder? No funny other side effects?

Hey, it builds off of your own nature. If you're a brawler, you're brawl better. [Zetta shrugs. How should he know what form it would take?]

All right. Thanks, I guess.

[She lifts a hoof in wonder, feeling out what she can now do with it. Could she buck five trees at once? Worth a try after all this, she supposed.]

Then I've got friends to help, unless I've got any other minion work to be doing?

[The look on her face says he'd better not.]

We can discuss that later. Right now... you do that thing. [Zetta makes a vague gesture with his hoof, not really willing to directly encourage her to go help friends. He has an image to uphold, after all.]

I'm on it. I'll be seeing you later.

[She nods, adjusts her hat, and she's off---back to the fray, and into this weirdness.]

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