What If...

by TheMajorTechie

A Bowl of Salad came to Equestria?

"Hello!" a tiny, squeaky voice called from under a stone.

Pinkie froze, and turned slowly to the large rock that had just spoken to her.

"I'm Salad!" The voice cried out again, catching the mare's interest.

"Salad?" Pinkie questioned. She had never met a living salad before, but at the same time, technically all salads were alive, so...

"And I'm Pinkie!" She cheered, heaving up the boulder the aforementioned salad had been under. "Nice to meet you, Mister Salad! Do you have any family? Friends? Pets? Pocket universes?"

"No, no, no, and no." The salad replied, "I just don't want to be eaten."

"Don't be silly," Pinkie replied, "I won't eat you! You're my friend now!"

The salad said nothing else as it hopped onto Pinkie's back.

And now, let's just say that Equestria has banned all salad-eating forever.