Applejack huffed and puffed as she lifted a heavy cardboard box out of her way. "Ah dunno what Granny Smith put in this darn box, but ah ain't likin' it one bit." Applejack silently complained, dropping the cardboard box in a vacant corner of the attic. A small black spider got caught on Applejack's hoof, and Applejack used an old dictionary she had salvaged to hit the slider away. She sighed, already exhausted after a half an hour of working in the attic of the old barn. It was dusty, moldy, and had a strange amount of spiderwebs.
Applejack smiled as she found an old toy Bic Mac had played with when he was a filly, no older than Apple Bloom. It was a large round wooden ball. Applejack had recalled an old memory of her and Bic Mac playing with the ball when Applejack was a spry young filly. Applejack laughed at the times when she dropped the somewhat heavy ball on the hooves of her big red brother. She also found an old fairy take treasury story book Granny Smith had read a small Applejack and a newborn Apple Bloom. Her favorite fairy tale had been the one about Little Red Riding Hoof. However, she was always ready for Goldilocks and the Three Mares.
Applejack found an empty box and dumped the ball and boom into it. She was going to store the fun memories in her room. Applejack was officially on a journey to find old toys and childhood storybooks of kinds. Perhaps she'd let Apple Bloom reuse the old toys.
