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 <title>Gherkin ☑️ (thelastgherkin)'s status on Monday, 26-Nov-12 21:08:33 UTC</title>
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 <html>From the far end of the garden, Fluttershy heard a knock on her door.  She hustled to her front yard, and skidded to a halt as she turned the corner.
“Oh, hello…” she said quietly.  &amp;quot;There you are,&amp;quot; said Savannah. &amp;quot;I need an inside man for a mission.  You've got the skillset.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Oh, I think you've mistaken me for someone else...&amp;quot; Savannah raised an eyebrow. &amp;quot;You're not that good at identification without all the pheromones and stuff, are you?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Um, do I know you?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;I got you this house, remember? You wanted to get away from your home and all that jazz, leave everything behind, and start anew?&amp;quot; Fluttershy's eyes widened. &amp;quot;Oh, you're that giraffe.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Yep,&amp;quot; said Savannah. &amp;quot;Here.&amp;quot;  Savannah handed her an invite.  &amp;quot;Don't chicken out on me now.  One last favour, I swear.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;I don't know...&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Don't make me blackmail you.&amp;quot;  There was a glint in Savannah's eyes that made Fluttershy hope she was joking.  &amp;quot;I'll be there,&amp;quot; she said steelily. #&lt;span class=&quot;tag&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://rainbowdash.net/tag/nanowrimo&quot; rel=&quot;tag&quot;&gt;NaNoWriMo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</html>
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