A short introduction to Apple Strudel
Apple Strudel was on the run. . .
Well, not really ON THE RUN. More. . . Running.
What he was running from was dangerous, crazed. He was running from one of the biggest, scariest things in Equestria.
The Apple Family. HIS family.
The train left at 12:00. He had fifteen minutes to be there. But if he wanted to get away from his cousins, sisters, nieces. . . Then he needed to get there even sooner.
He was only leaving so he could cross something off his bucket list. He had always wanted to travel Equestria, but the Apples were not that kind of family. If they caught him, then he would either not make the train, or have to stay for some reason.
He loved his family, but they loved him too much. Trying to leave the farm was practically going to the moon. Much less the Crystal Empire.
"Well, I'll be a fryin' pumpkin! Helloooo Strudel!"
Granny smith waved at him from a shop porch.
"Hello Granny Smith! Having a fine dandy day I presume?"
He didn't stop. If he stopped for a second, Granny Smith would keep him for the next hour.
"I do hope you are havin' a nice stay. Yes, a nice stay indeed. I'll be leaving now. See you soon!"
He finally made it out of earshot. What was Granny Smith doing here anyways?
Probably a family visit. How would she have made it away otherwise.
Apple Strudel spotted the train station. The big clock on the front read 11:57.
Just in time. He made it up to the train just as the conductor shouted the: "All aboard!"
Strudel flung his small amount of luggage into the car. Taking a seat next to a young female Pegasus.
"Hello me fair lady! I'm Apple Strudel."
He stuck his hoof out, hoping she would fall for it.
"Blossomforth! Charmed."
She took the bait, reaching out to take Strudel's hoof.
Strudel took her arm and reeled her in.
Rubbing her mane in a noogie. Of course, he let go after a half second. Stranger rules and all.
"My niece always falls for that one. Nice to meet ya' Blossomforth."
And the train took off. Two more hours and Strudel would be in the Crystal Empire.
As the train finally passed a half mile away from the station, dozens of relatives piled up at the station.
They all waved him bye. He was FREE.
