Big Mac woke up to the sound of the rooster out on the farms surrounding fence.
“Eeyup,” he said getting himself up and quickly brushing his red coast. “Eeyup.”
After that he headed for to his rooms closet to get his funk on.
Eeyup,” he said looking at the clean yolks inside his closet.
The assortment of stylish yokes ranged from brown, light brown, dark brown, brown with brown spots, light brown with dark brown spots, dark brown with light brown spots, darkish light wood with polka dots, yokes that smelled of lavender and cherrywood red.
Wanting to look good but not posh Big mac chose brown with brown spots. “Eeyup.” he said.
After he put on his pimpin yoke, Mac headed downstairs to have some breakfast.
He entered the kitchen to see Granny smith sleeping at the table and-.
“Awww, but why not Applejack?” said a voice that Mac recognized to belong to Spike.
“Why not? Why not!?” responded Applejack giving all her focus on the baby dragon.
“Yeah, why not?” said Spike not understanding why his friend was angry.
“Because I'm not some bucking-!” shouted Applejack.
“Applejack!” said Granny Smith waking up from her nap because of all the ruckus. “That is no language like that in this here house!”
“But Granny!” whined Applejack.
“No buts! Now you help your friend Spill-”
“Spike” corrected Spike.
“-Spam with his favor ya’ll hear or no apple pie for you tonight!”
“Yes granny,” said Applejack with her head down in defeat.
“Really?!” shouted Spike with glee in his voice.
“Really,” said a defeated Applejack.
“Great I’ll go get the outfit, thanks again Applejack!” said Spike before rushing out the door. "You won't regret modeling!"
“Darn little-” grumbled Applejack before heading out the door. “Oh wait, wheres Applebloom? Probably with her friends?“
"Eeyup,” said Mac having some oats while having watched the events unfold.
“Okay, see ya.” said Applejack heading toward Rarity’s
“So Mac,” said Granny Smith looking at her red grandson.
“Eeyup?” asked Big Mac putting away his dish before trotting over to his grandma so she didn’t have to yell.
“What ya’ll doing for today? Managing the apple stale?” asked granny smith whispering for no reason.
“Eeyup,” replied Big Mac who was heading outside.
“Well good remember-zzzzz” said Granny Smith who had fallen asleep again.
After loading up the apple cart Big mac hitched it to his yoke and proceeded to head to Ponyville down the dirt trail.
On his way he saw the sight of Lyra heartstrings limping to her house where her wife Bonbon lived, with a sad look in her eyes.
Before he could ask what was wrong though though the filly Dinky appeared and asked first.
“What’s wrong miss Heartstrings? You look sad,” said Dinky tilting her head at the ragged unicorn.
“It’s nothing Dinky, just that a little adventure of mine didn’t work out as good as I hoped,” said Lyra sighing.
“Would a hug help?” asked Dinky with a smile.
“Nah kid it’s-” but before Lyra could finish Dinky wrapped herself around her with a smile that infected Lyra with a smile has well. “Thanks kid,” she said returning the hug.
“Eeyup,” said Big mac with a smile before heading on to town.
After awhile of trotting Big Mac came to the town square, apparently he and other merchants we’re setting their own stalls in preperation for tommrow at the big modeling show coming to town. Miss Carrot Top was setting up her carrot related products, Berry Punch was setting up her berry products, Derpy was at the muffin stall where Time Turner had made them just for her.
"Remember Derpy," said Time. "These muffins are very spicy so-"
"Mmmm," said a red faced sweating Derpy. "Tasty!"
"Derpy! Spit that out!" shouted Time getting a glass of milk.
"No!" said Derpy with smoke coming out her ear. "Never.Say. No.To.Muffins, mmmm crunchy!"
“Eeyup.” said Big Mac as he looked around while setting up his own stall.
After a few hours Big Mac saw his baby sister, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle following miss Rarity and talking to her to stop.
“Come on Rarity,” cried Sweetie Belle. "We just need some dresses!"
“I’m sorry Sweetie Belle but the answer is no, I simply have too much on my plate for this little
“plan” of yours,” said Rarity with her face in a romance book.
“But it’s for our cutie marks!” shouted Sweetie Belle with a pout.
“Okay fine, if I have time I’ll consider it alr-” said Rarity before being interrupted by a hug from the smaller marshmallow.
“Thank, thank you, thank you!. You're the best big sister ever!” cried Sweetie Belle before running off with her friends leaving a miss Rarity to pick up her books.
“And you are the best little sister ever,” said Rarity trotting away.
Smiling at this Big Mac quickly returned to his apple sales.
After a long day of Apple selling, Big Mac closed the stall and proceeded to head home on the dirt trail.
Arriving at the house Big Mac saw Granny smith still sleeping and a note saying that Applejack and Applebloom were at the boutqiue. After carrying his grandmother to bed silently as not to wake her Big Mac made himself a sandwich and headed for his own room.
There awaiting at his bedroom was smartypants snuggled up in a tangle of blankets. As he took of is pimpin yoke and put it in the closet he went to sleep cuddling with the doll. He thought as he slept about whether he would give all of this up and-.
“Enope.” said Big Mac to his thoughts in bed.
But not for even all the gold in-
“Enope,” replied Big Mac drifting into sleep.
Well then a goodnight to you Big Macintosh, good night.
