"Alright, we've reached our stop. Bring number 49 out of stasis mode." rang the voice of a mare.

"Got it, rebooting now. Unit 49 functioning at full capacity ma'am." A stallion's voice now.

"Great, now let's bring him to the customer. She should be in this rickety old building here." The mare saying this wore a jumpsuit in place of the coats and gloves that were the norm at the factory I came from. She was a white-maned orange pegasus, who seemed like she was new to delivery work.

"That's a barn ma'am." the stallion retorted. He wore the same jumpsuit, but had a cap as well that bore the logo that I had on my leg casing.

"Right... I knew that... And seriously, just call me Weathervane!"

"Let's just take this service droid to the customer who ordered it and stay ahead of schedule so we can get paid more? Last thing I need is to be a few bits short this week, what with bills and repair costs back home."

"Right, sorry." said the pegasus, somewhat embarrassed. She opened the storage pod I was in and unplugged the charger cords that kept me from moving. Her partner was looking over a holopad that was held in front of him by a mechanical apparatus worn around his waist and checking information about two ponies that lived here. One had a pale blond mane and a slightly pale orange coat due to age, and the other had a bright red mane and a soft yellow coat. I assumed these were the customers I was being given to. The stallion put away the holopad and another arm from the same apparatus grabbed a large case. Weathervane motioned for me to follow.

We walked for a while before coming upon a rather decrepit house in the field, of which Weathervane knocked on the door twice before stepping back. I could hear hoofsteps approaching the door at a brisk pace, mainly due to the old but solid wood floors within the home, and the door soon opened, revealing the aged mare that I saw in the customer profile the stallion next me had accessed earlier.

"Howdy." She had a thick drawl when she spoke. Weathervane held a clipboard out towards the customer in her teeth, and the mare in the doorway signed it before calling out for someone named Applebloom.

"Comin' sis!" Evidently the drawl is present in most of the family. A mare with a coat color matching the second profile I saw came down the stairs, and when she saw me, I swore she turned into a blur with how fast she ran towards the door.

"Golly Applejack! You got me a robot fer my birthday? This is the best gift ever!" Apparently I was a birthday present of sorts?

"Now Applebloom, I dunno what makes these newfangled contraptions tick, so if he breaks down, either try and fix 'im yerself, or send it to this uh..." the aged mare turned her head sideways to read the logo on my leg. "Star.... Corn... Industries place. Ah'm sure they'll fix 'im right up."

"No need to worry ma'am. These Beta sevens are our finest machines yet, with a point one percent chance of failure, as shown during initial development tests. The need to repair a Beta seven is rare, if ever at all." said the stallion next to me. Both Applejack and Applebloom looked rather confused.

"I think what my partner's trying to say is that you'll hardly ever have to fix him." Weathervane explained.

"Ohhhh." said the sisters in unison. Both of the delivery ponies escorting me returned to their truck and drove off to their next destination rather quickly.

"Alrighty then. Lemme show ya 'round the farm!" Applebloom said excitedly.

"Who's that over there madam?" I asked, pointing to a red stallion dragging a plow.

"Huh? Oh that's my brother Big Mac. He doesn't really say too much, but if ya need someone to talk to, he'll listen to ya just fine. If you want, I could take ya to meet 'im!"

"Gladl-"
"Okay!" she said as she grabbed my hoof and almost dragged me over to meet her brother. I have to say, he was rather intimidating. A large stallion, and a sturdily built one at that. I looked over to Applebloom nervously. She just looked at me with the largest, most ridiculous grin I've seen so far. I turned my gaze to meet Big Mac's just as he stopped plowing.

"Um... Hello sir. I am your sister's service droid, given to her as a gift by Miss Applejack." I said as casually as possible. He leaned in close and examined me. This wasn't helping to calm me down at all. Big Mac cleared his throat.

"Name's Big Macintosh. Looks like ya already know mah sisters Applebloom and Applejack, so no point in introducin' ya to them again." he said in a particularly laid-back manner, as if I'd been here for years.

"You seem more accustomed to modern innovations than your sister Applejack, Mister Macintosh. Am I right?" I asked.

"Eeyup." he said.

"Then I don't necessarily come as a shock to you, do I?" I pressed further.

"Nope."

"Forgive me for stopping you. I'll leave you to your task sir."

"Eeyup." he said again before resuming his work. Applejack sauntered over to me and her sister, wearing a heavily worn Stetson hat.

"AJ, ah haven't seen you wear that thing since a few years back before Winona... You know."

"Yeah, ah know, but ah figured what's past is past. Anyway, how's everythin' goin' with yer new robo pal?" she asked.

"Great. Ah'm still givin' him the tour of the farm, so ah'm gonna be a while. He just met Big Mac." Applebloom leaned closer to her sister. "I think he's scared of Big Mac." she said, and they both giggled.

"Well uh, heh, if ya'll got the time, breakfast's fresh outta the oven." Applejack stated. Applebloom sniffed the air a few times

"Hey, ah don't smell anythin' burnin' out here! Ah think you're finally gettin' the hang of that fancy new stove we got a couple o' months back sis."

"Well shoot Applebloom, that sure means somethin'. 'Specially since ah'm not good with all these fancy new gadgets and gizmos. At least ah don't need no control thingy fer him." Applejack said, motioning to me.

"Well, ah'm gonna go eat. There's still a good bit of the farm ah haven't shown you yet, but that can wait for a bit, seein' how it's gettin' late and all. Come on, I'll take ya back to the house!" Applebloom said.

Author's Note

One of the more dialogue-heavy chapters of this story that I thought up as I went. I was thinking of having Applebloom mention that Big Mac and Cherilee were coltfriend and marefriend, but I'll do that another time. For now, it's freakin' 2 something in the morning, and I gotta get some sleep because my eyes are starting to sting from lack of sleep. Goodnight folks.