There's nothing like biting off more than you can chew, and then chewing anyway. ~Mark Burnett
Applejack proceeded to buck the next apple tree, sending the orgasmic fruit to the ground. (Go suck it, oranges.)
"I don't see how you can do this all day, just work, work, work, work! And with all of this.... Dirt." she said, shuddering at the word itself.
"Trust me, Miss fru fru fancy pants. Hard work is good for the body, gets the juices flowing." she said stubbornly, sending another tree to it's demise.
"By juices you must mean sweat and tears," she remarked, huffing and turning away. "Getting your hooves so dirty is preposterous, you could at least wear shoes!" she quickly added.
"Well men love ah working woman." she said. She may be right, stallions lined up at her door, only to be greeted by Big Macintosh, making an equally large line at the hospital.
"While, you MAY be right... But how in the world will I handle an apple orchard?" she said, falling backwards on her magical appearing drama couch of dramatizing dramatization. Applejack just shook her head.
"You don't have to have a whole orchard, just ah... An.. Uhm...a garden! That's it... y'know, with the little girl roses." she said, bucking yet another apple tree, which surprisingly didn't drop any apples.
"Come... ON!" she yelled as Rarity walked off to get the supplies for the garden. She would be the ultimate man-magnet.
"Applejack? It's not what it looks like..."
"Fluttershy... Don't you know that pretending to be a tree isn't considered normal?"
After Rarity had all the supplies, she went to making her garden, but first, a gardening dress!
SEVERAL HOURS LATER...
Rarity admired her work, it was such an amazing dress, so amazing... She quickly stuffed it into a chest, ever would she ruin it with disgusting dirt. Se settled for a pair of right green gloves and a big hat instead.
She levitated her supplies outside, getting ready for the hard (but certainly not dirty!) task ahead. She got her space, and set to shoveling... From a good distance... Like, three yards away.
After making the necessary holes in the ground, she began to find her flower seeds.
"Oh, these seem nice... But then again I do ADORE tulips... But these roses are so fancy..."
A FEW GOOD HOURS LATER...
"The tulips do make a nice touch, but these violets compliment me so...."
A FEW MORE GOOD HOURS LATER...
She finally decided to plant one of each, just to make it as beautiful as her. She carefully put dirt over each seed and applied water over them. She patiently sat, just as a lady would. She sat, and sat, and sat, took a bathroom break, came back, and sat some more.
"Even a lady takes shortcuts sometimes..." she thought, getting tired of the time it took for the seeds to grow.
She quickly looked to make sure no one was watching, and zapped each and every seed with a growth spell she used for growing certain parts of flesh to be bigger and stronger, how do you think Big Macintosh got called big? For Rarity growing his muscles of course! (Disgusting pervs.)
As soon as she did though, the plants flew from the ground, becoming fully grown and amazing. Until Rarity realized that something did not feel right... She looked in her hair and found... A grain of dirt...
Rarity laughed at how she would have overreacted and was about to brushitoff when the spell Rarity used smashed her with dirt.
"Oh no, its everywhere!.. EVERYWHERE! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Moral of the story: One moment of patience may ward off great disaster. One moment of impatience may ruin a whole life. ~Chinese Proverb