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"Apples! Apples! Apples!" the orange earth-pony sings with no particular tune in mind. Or maybe no tune at all. Or maybe it's not meant to be a song.

She smiles around at the apple farm, and bucks the final apple tree still laden with apples.

"Apples!" she cries, as the apples all fall neatly into the apple-catching buckets around the apple tree. She puts the apple-catching buckets full of apples into an apple-themed wagon made for carrying apple-catching buckets full of apples to the apple-themed barn.

"Apples! Apples! Apples! Howdy Applebloom! Apples!"

"Howdy Applejack! Ah'm gonna get mah cutie mark today, ah just know it!"

"Apples!"

The two part ways.

...

This is slightly more apple-centered and slightly less entertaining than I had imagined.

Luckily, it isn't far to the-

"Horseapples!" cries Applejack, running back out of the barn, "Ah gotta find Spike or ah won't be able to clear out the old timberwolf carcasses!"

... That wasn't what she said, right? I bet even Narrators make mistakes. Sorryyy!

... Right?


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