In case any parents wanted to meet Yakko, he was actually in his office for once. Of course, his office was completely empty and completely white today with a few exceptions
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Well, someone might want to go inside if she had been distracted by conversations with some very kind squirrels and couldn't actually find her pony friends, and had every reason to believe that the office with the truck sounds coming from it had to be Pinkie Pie's.
It did not take Fluttershy long at all to realize that this assumption was very, very wrong.
Well.
Kind of.
"Oh!" She let out a startled response when she peeked in and saw what she did, though, really, anything she said after that was probably too quiet to hear over the truck sounds and the...yelling? "I'm so, so sorry!"
And she would have high-tailed it out of there as soon as she'd arrived if she hadn't appeared too petrified or nervous or both to even move.
"No need to be sorry! You're our big winner!" Yakko called out as confetti started to drop and the truck sounds turned to carnival music. Yakko appeared next to Fluttershy in the blink of an eye - his blink, if not hers - and he had a cake. "Congratulations!"
Suddenly, Fluttershy wasn't so sure she had gotten the wrong office. Maybe this was Pinkie Pie's office, and Pinkie Pie was just playing around, as she was wont to do, with a really, really...really good costume.
"Um," she said, barely above a whisper as she pulled back and tried to hide a little more behind her hair, cowering away from the Possibly-Pinkie-Pie-In-A-Weird-Costume-But-Not-That-Weird-Because-It-Might-Be-Pinkie-Pie-They-Were-Talking-About-Here suddenly at her side. She eyed the cake before her eyes danced timidly back. "I...I am?"
And then, worried that might sound rude, she flinched a little, tried a nervous little smile and added, "Er, um....th-thank you?"
"You're welcome! Now let's get down to business," Yakko said, dropping the cake and grabbing a rope dangling from the ceiling. As he pulled the rope down, a scenery change happened. Instead of a white room, it now looked like a talk show studio, and Yakko was sitting in an arm chair. "Who are you and what are you here to plug?"
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It did not take Fluttershy long at all to realize that this assumption was very, very wrong.
Well.
Kind of.
"Oh!" She let out a startled response when she peeked in and saw what she did, though, really, anything she said after that was probably too quiet to hear over the truck sounds and the...yelling? "I'm so, so sorry!"
And she would have high-tailed it out of there as soon as she'd arrived if she hadn't appeared too petrified or nervous or both to even move.
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"Um," she said, barely above a whisper as she pulled back and tried to hide a little more behind her hair, cowering away from the Possibly-Pinkie-Pie-In-A-Weird-Costume-But-Not-That-Weird-Because-It-Might-Be-Pinkie-Pie-They-Were-Talking-About-Here suddenly at her side. She eyed the cake before her eyes danced timidly back. "I...I am?"
And then, worried that might sound rude, she flinched a little, tried a nervous little smile and added, "Er, um....th-thank you?"
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