Sweet Apple Retirement

"GRANNY SMITH!!!" Applebloom exclaimed as the elder earth pony mare collapsed. Applebloom didn't know what was going on, all she knew was that she had to get help, and the first two that she thought to get was her siblings who were currently out applebucking. "Sweetie Belle, you stay an' keep an eye on Granny while Scoootaloo an' ah get help. Scootaloo, you go in town an' get somepony who can help. Ah'll get Applejack an' Big MacIntosh." She was frantic, all she knew was that something was wrong. As she and the orange pegasus ran out of the clubhouse, they barely saw the hyperactive pink pony they bumped into, who was carrying a couple plates of cupcakes meant for them. "SORRY!" Applebloom exclaimed without looking to see who it was, "WE'RE IN A RUSH!" The poofy-maned, pink party planning pony puzzledly pondered prior to picking up the pink-frosted pastries of why they could be pressed for time, but politely shrugged it of and proceeded to prance playfully inside.