Pony Fails

"Come on now, y'all, help yerselves!"

A table laden with enough muffins, apple crunch bars, and apple oat cakes to feed an army sat out in the open near the entrance to Sweet Apple Acres. Applejack's friends stared at the spread, salivating.

"AJ, you've really outdone yourself!" Twilight said.

The five mares dug in with gusto, devouring every baked good on the table in record time. Applejack stood off to the side, grinning.

"Alright y'all, now let's do some square-dancin'!" Applejack called a lively square dance as she joined her friends in frolicking in a bare field of soil.

"Should...we be...dancing...all over...this field?" Rarity asked.

"Heck, it'll pack th' soil down good," Applejack said. "Don't worry none."

After thirty minutes of dancing, Twilight became noticably twitchy. "Uhh...Applejack? I...really need to..."

"Yeah...me too," Rainbow Dash said, grimacing.

"As do I," Rarity commented with a frown.

"I totally gotta poop," Pinkie whined.

Fluttershy just squeaked.

Applejack chuckled and walked over to a rope hanging from a tree. She pulled it, and a bright canvas tent went up around the patch of soil the girls had been dancing on. "Go on, y'all. Let it all out."

"Eww! In public?"

"Darling, that's...that's positively disgusting!"

"Oh, ick!"

Applejack grinned and zipped up the tent flap.

"Oh...oh my goodness...I can't...hold it..."

"Ohhhhh craaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaap...!"

Disgusted, panicked whinnies and the sounds of explosive release resonated from the tent.

With a smirk, Applejack unzipped it. Five completely disgusted, disturbed mares stalked out, glaring at her as they left Sweet Apple Acres.

"Y'all come back now, y'hear?" Applejack tossed at them, grinning. She turned to a wide-eyed, shell-shocked Apple Bloom. "An' THAT, lil' sis, is how you fertilize a new cornfield."