The Overlord contacts the Storm King

This is how The Overlord contacts the Storm King goes in My Little Pony Ninjago: The Epic Movie.

[Meanwhile, at Canterlot, ponies are enslaved by the Oni]

[The Overlord watches]

The Overlord: All this power, wasted on parties.

[He goes into the castle and looks at his reflection in a clean patch on the wall]

The Overlord: When there are far greater uses.

[He is approached by two Oni. One holds a pulsating orb]

The Overlord: Well? Answer it!

[The two Oni answer the call, revealing the Storm King]

The Storm King: Where am I supposed to be looking? I don't even know how the spell works. Master?

The Overlord: I'm right here, you fool!

The Storm King: Where?

The Overlord: [facepalms, sighs in annoyance] Buffoon. My left!

[The Storm King looks to his left]

The Overlord: There you are.

The Storm King: Okay, so you're in a bit of a league here, but what are you gonna make it out on?

The Overlord: Storming revenge! That would be great!

[The Storm King is frightened]

The Storm King: I don't get it.

[The Overlord facepalms]

The Overlord: You really should consider being taught maturity.

The Storm King: Well, I'm just concerned about this plan of yours.

The Overlord: The plan is the only way to gain power!

The Storm King: Okay, but you're having me hold a twig, or whatever.

The Overlord: That is the Staff of Sacanas. It will channel the magic of the four Alicorns. Soon, we will have the power of one hundred armies.

The Storm King: So, that would be a "yes" as your servant is hunting them down?

The Overlord: The Omega will have everything ready for your arrival if you give him three days.

[The Storm King agrees]

The Storm King: I understand.

[The hologram disappears]

[The Overlord groans]

The Overlord: I'm surrounded by incompetents! But if you can do what I command, then I will give you your freedom.

[Omega is intrigued]

The Omega: Thank you, Master. I will bring you the Princesses.

[Omega leaves the throne room]

The Overlord: Meanwhile, I have plans of my own.

[He grins evilly]

[He opens a box]

[Then he cackles evilly]