Sweetie Belle's Big Trip

I open my eyes groggily. Early morning light shines through the windows of the train car. I lift my head off of Rarity's shoulder and yawn. "Good morning, world," I say sleepily.

I trot over to one of the train windows. I look out and see a shining city in the distance. At that moment, the train conductor comes into our train car. "Alright folks, we should be arriving in Canterlot in half an hour," he says before returning to the front car.

My eyes light up with excitement and I run over to my sleeping sister. "Rarity! Rarity, wake up! We're almost there! We're almost to Canterlot!" I squeal with excitement. Rarity opens her eyes. "Huh? What? Sweetie Belle, what in Celestia's name are you going on about?" she says. I can tell she's slightly irritated that I woke her up.

"Rarity, we're almost to Canterlot! The train driving guy said we'll get there in half an hour! Isn't that great?" I jump up and down with excitement. Rarity sighs in exasperation. "Sweetie Belle, half an hour is still 30 minutes. That means we still have a long way to go."

My tail droops in sadness. "Oh okay... well, I guess I better calm down then." Rarity smiles at me, no longer annoyed. "How about you go get some food from the breakfast car? That should take your mind off of Canterlot for a while." I smile and hug Rarity. "Thanks, sis. You always know how to make me feel better." I say with honesty before galloping into the next train car, the meal car.

One side of the car is completely taken up by the biggest breakfast buffet I've ever seen. I look at all the amazing food: bacon, pancakes, waffles, scrambled eggs, toast, sausages, and some familiar smelling apple tarts. I recognized those tarts! Those were Applebloom's premium specialty all-natural 100% delicious apple tarts!

Of course, you would think that I, being a sophisticated young Canterlot filly, would calmly trot over to the buffet and serve myself one small tart. You would be wrong. I, being a hyperactive, reckless young Ponyville filly, ran over and put three of the best looking apple tarts on my plate. I know, how hyperactive and reckless of me. What can I say? I'm Ponyville at heart.