FRIENDSHIP IS TAGGING

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PONY POST

Now you're a pony. Were you a pony all along, or is this a new and baffling experience to you? I dunno. The only answer I have is PONIES AND MAGIC.

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[sailorkindness.livejournal.com]

[Fluttershy is nothing but completely oblivious to any appraisal of her little friend, however, and just seems happy that the two of them are getting along.]

Oh yes, I'm sorry if it's a bit cluttered, but I like a bit of a homey feel, personally.

[She pauses, and glances off] Oh, sorry... are you used to things being more, um, sparse, where you're from?

[love-hurricane.livejournal.com]

Oh no, no, actually... [He's begun walking around the friendly home with a feeling of familiarity] -this is quite close to what I'm used to.

[He manages to stop short of accidentally treading on a mouse with its tail in a sling, carefully walking around the little patient with nod of the head.]

Looks like you have a lot of clients.

[sailorkindness.livejournal.com]

Oh! I'm glad... I thought it must be so different from your own home... [Now that she's had a moment to think about it, she's really curious about where exactly this mysterious colt came from... but it's rude to pry, right...?]

Oh... yes... Ponyville is usually very safe, but things happen even in peaceful places. And... well... we are at the edge of the Everfree forest.

[love-hurricane.livejournal.com]

Mm, well, it's more land-based, that's true- [Sanji comments absent mindedly, now taking a very interested perusal of Fluttershy's stock- there's all sorts of things he recognises, but just as many that he's never used before. Hayseed, silver-birch tree bark, grass... he doesn't know why he never thought of using them before, as it seems to him that they'll all taste just wonderful.]

[Almost by accident he's started making several concoctions at once, the loss of his hands quite forgotten as he miraculously balances packages and bowls on his hooves and whirls a knife around between his teeth. Perhaps the conversation is enough to keep him from forgetting how absurd the whole thing is.]

Everfree forest? Why, is it a bad place? [He does something to a collection of oats and barley with a pestle that transforms it into a silvery powder, but it was too fast to see what.] How come you live so close to it?

[sailorkindness.livejournal.com]

[She smiles in understanding--or what she thinks is understanding] Coming to the earth for the first time was a shock for me as well, but I wouldn't leave for the world.

[Gosh, she's never seen anypony handle food like that! It's amazing! She hovers behind him, watching in quiet amazement]

Oh, it's not... bad, exactly, but it's... spooky. I mean, animals and plants take care of themselves out there. But, well... it's my responsibility to take care of the critters around, so if anything goes wrong out there, I can handle it... usually.

[love-hurricane.livejournal.com]

[Sanji completely misses the inference, simply replying with a smile that is far too adoring to be taken seriously.]

[Oblivious to the complete picture he gives her one of his most dazzlingly brainless smiles whilst nudging a spectacular looking salad towards her with a hoof.] Well, someone so brave and hard working definitely deserves a treat.

[It appears to be compromised primarily of cowslip, young grass blades and violets, topped with the dressing of oat and barley blended in honey and dew.]

You help yourself, I'll wager there's something I can whip up to make your friends feel like they could take on the Everfree Forest any day!

/puts brain back on

[sailorkindness.livejournal.com]

O-oh, I don't know about that, but... thank you...

[Fluttershy stares at the plate, astounded.] This... looks delicious! Thank you so much, Mister Sanji, you really didn't have to go to so much trouble.

Oh, but... Didn't you make some for yourself?

/takes off cement shoes of employment

[love-hurricane.livejournal.com]

Hm? Oh, no, but I'm not finished yet- [He lifts the spoon from whatever concoction he's set about summoning, indicating the rest of the room and its inhabitants.]

You've got a lot of patients, so you've got a lot of stomachs to feed, right? Can't get better without the right nutrition.