Applebuckin'

Chapter 2: The Orchard

I think that this will be the last time i have ever asked Pinkie for help, She is good at guiding around. It’s just that she tends to speak a lot and constantly change subjects to something that made little, or no sense to me. But either way, now I know the place really well.

Right after the breakfast. I decided to tell my parents about yesterday and the places that I have visited and the ponies that I know the name of. Of course they didn’t care much because they still had some things to unpack. They never tend to listen to me unless it’s something interesting.

So I left the house and headed for the orchard. The path to the orchard wasn’t far from the house but whilst walking I had time to think about this town. It wasn’t that bad. It was a lot more happier than Manehatten, It was a lot more colourful than Manehatten. Everything here was better. Ponies here actually interacted with each other. Ponyville was like the all-better version of Manehatten. I think that I could get used to living here.

As I arrived at the front door of a red house that was in the middle of the orchard I saw a orange mare running at a apple tree and with supreme expertise bucking the tree with her hind legs making all the apples fall perfectly in the baskets that were carefully placed below. Then gracefully standing there for a second. Her golden mane was bundled and it laid on her shoulder perfectly to display its full length. She had green eyes, and a stetson hat. She had this sweet, country look to her. Something that made her really interesting. So interesting that I didn’t even notice when she approached me.

“Mornin’ What can ah do you for, mister?” She asked with a really interesting accent in her voice.

“Uhm.. Hello. My name is Aviators. I just moved into that house that was for sale not far from the orchard.”

“Oh. That house?” She said as she looked in the distance.

“Yes that one. I thought that it would be polite of me to come and say hello, Pinkie also told me that you could help me find a job as well...”

“Oh, Well Pinkie is kinda right. Ah need some helpin’ hooves this summer. Ah need somepony to help me buck sum trees and bring the apples down to the barn. Y’all see, me an’ my brother Big Macintosh can’t really do this alone. It would take too long. So, would Y’all be interested in helping us?”

“Sure I will help you. When do you want me to come by?”

“Y’all can come by ev’ry day from dawn to noon, It ain’t long but ah’ll pay ya 6 bits a day. You still interested Mr Aviators?”

“Sure. And please call me Avie... Mr Aviators sounds too formal for me”... Pinkie had some influence over me after all. But she is right. It does sound too formal.

“Oh kai Avie. Oh an’ how rude of me. My name is Applejack.” She put out her hoof and I shook it.

“So... I’ll see you tomorrow Applejack?” I asked to kind of conclude the conversation.

“Sure Avie. Also. Ya’ll can call me AJ” She said with a kind of concluding voice. a kind of serious and low toned voice.

I will never understand why Applejack uses plural when talking to one person but I don’t really care. I to be honest find that accent cute somehow. That mare is very inspirational. I’ll have to somehow record this meeting in case we do move again.

But how to describe that mare? Words won’t do because words are hard to put into a picture...

I know. I’ll try to write something nice about her... I remember some things from Manehatten...

“I have met a mare today her name is Applejack, Her beauty was to be compared to a Goddess. Her Orange skin is to be compared to the Sunrise and Sunsets over the oceans of Equestria. Her green eyes like grass show the nature of the Mare she is, Ponies say that green is the colour of Envy. Yet I only see truth, honesty and modesty in them. Her golden mane was like the sun being tied into a bundle with rose red baubles. Her small freckles on her face made her smile even prettier, they just enhanced the emotion she showed through her smile. Her coat looked so soft and smooth, it made her look so beautiful in the light when it reflected of her.”

This should help me remember AJ... Although. When I re-read this... I think that I may have overdone it a bit... But it will help me remember so I will leave it as it is.

Now that I have finished with the description I think that it would be time to talk to my parents about the new job.

As I made my way to the living room. My parents were already waiting there. They just finished hanging some pictures on the walls and placing some china in the display cupboard. I didn’t even understand why we had that china set, we never used them nor did anypony ever see them. But oh well...

“Mom? Dad? Could I talk to you two about something? It’s important” I said. kinda confident but I can never feel good talking to my parents.

“Oh, Aviators. Sure you can son. What is bugging you?” My dad as always tries to act so calm no matter what it is what i want to say.

“Well... I visited Sweet Apple Acres today. It’s this orchid that we live close to. That one” I pointed and continued. “I have talked to a mare that works there. Her name is Applejack. She has offered me a job and I accepted. It will pay 6 bits a day and I work from Dawn till Noon. I just wanted to warn you that I won’t be in the house at these times and now you also know where to look for me.” I felt so good that I could finish a sentence without getting interrupted. Normally my dad would call me stupid or gullible by now. But this time even he surprised me.

“Well, Son. All I can say is that I’m proud of you. Just look at you. Two days here and already have a job. Also, are you planning on introducing us to that mare?” He said. Playfully... Meaning that he was trying to joke about the situation.

“Ugh Dad! It’s not like that. She provided me a job and that’s all.” I kinda blushed a bit on the thought of “Introducing” Applejack to my family...

“Sure son. I was only joking. Well, all I can say is good luck at your new job.” He said calmly... again this made me feel a bit weird since he never was nice to me before...

“Thanks for understanding. Well I better get going. Bye Dad. Bye Mum.”

“Bye Aviators.”

And so I went back to my room. Happy to know that my parents approve of my new “job”. But I had a funny feeling that this job will be unique. I didn’t know why, I just had that funny feeling.

Back in my room I decided to lay on my bed and think about my life so far. That I never really had a proper house and that my parents kept moving to different cities or towns because of reasons they never told me. I just went along with it all of the time and I think that was a good choice.

Will this town finally be the one in which we stay? I sure hope so because I would love to. After two days here I have probably accomplished more than ever before.

So I laid there for awhile, thinking and wondering about this new life that we are starting. Tomorrow will be my first day at the job. Maybe I will finally make some solid friends.