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// Operation Salad - DreamWings 
// Story: June - 2012 (T.W.G.) 
// by The Writer's Group 
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Author: DreamWings
Prompt: Angel Bunny can talk.
Title: Operation Salad



Fluttershy was extremely confused. She was sure that she could hear voices underneath her, on the ground floor of her house, but she couldn't recognise the ponies speaking. She had never heard a pony with such a deep voice before. Well apart from Big Mac, but what would he be doing in her house uninvited?

A radio buzzed around the rooms and shot out a name that Fluttershy did not recognise. She had never heard of a deep voiced pony called 'Raving Rabbit' before, and she was not sure that she wished to meet them.

"Yo, what do you think you're playing at bro" Raving Rabbit tried to whisper back into the radio; failing miserably. "You got a problem with the way I like to make a salad, well do ya' punk?"

The radio flickered slightly as Fluttershy began to sneak slowly down the steps. She couldn't understand what the Radio was saying, but Raving Rabbit was easy to understand.
A floorboard creaked behind her and Fluttershy froze on the spot. The Radio stopped and for a moment there was silence.
"No I'm still here" Raving told the pony on the other end of the radio "I thought I heard something but it seems to have gone now...Now what were we talking about, oh yeah, so what makes you better at salad then me? You want ma' carrots, then you better get to begging, fool."

Fluttershy let out a sigh of relief before begining to creep downwards again. Raving Rabbit still hadn't stopped yelling at the other pony; he wasn't happy. Fluttershy did wonder what 'salad' was codename for, and what 'carrot' meant in their terms. Was it to do simply with making treats for everyone in Equestria, or was it something a lot more dangerous like dragons?...Fluttershy shook in nervous fear...she prayed that it wasn't dragons; she didn't like dragons.

"No I did not say you could bring a raddish into the equation" Raving Rabbit screamed "That would spoil all our plans...Do ya' want to ruin everyone's dream, freak? If you bring any of yar raddishy junk to the meet then you will be seeing ma' fist in yar face, you heard me?" A massive crash came from the room where Raving stood, as he crashed into a bookshelf knocking all of the contents onto the floor.
"Oh shiz...No not you idiot, though if you bring ya raddish to the party I'll be calling you that proper." The bookshelf rattled as Raving picked it up and organized it back into it's original position. Fluttershy heard a mumble from the radio again, obviously asking Raving a question.
"No ya' can't bring ya' kiwi either. Why? Because kiwi's are fer losers; that's why. When it's ya loser party ya' can take them to that."

Fluttershy finally managed to make it to the bottom of the stairs.
She tried to run but the carpet wrapped around her ankle and she crashed into the living room; seeing Angel right in front of her holding a walkie talkie.

"Angel, you talk?"

"No, I'm just a bunny." He said...and he twitched his nose, becoming silent once again.