Goodlands and Applejack

"Papa, papa. Wake up, papa." said a small high pitched voice from his left.
"Autumn..." Goodlands grumbled, opening one eye slowly to see a small palomino filly, with bright as the sky blue hair and light green eyes looking back at him. Her little horn peeking through her blue hair. "it is too early to be up. I'm tired." he said closing his eye again.
"No its not. Its time to get up, papa.. We's gots a busy day today." she said running around in circles.
"She's right." said Applejack to his other side "it's time to get up." she got out of bed and walked around to where Autumn was dancing on the spot. "You head on downstairs, we're on our way." she turned to look at Goodlands as he again cracked his eye open. "Pancakes, or waffles?" she asked.
"Waffles." he groaned and sat up, as she headed downstairs. He got out of bed and headed over to the window. It was a fine day today, the clouds were nowhere to be seen, and the sun was shining bright. It seems Scootaloo wanted today to be just right for Apple Bloom. He yawned and headed down the stairs as well.
"I know, and Apple Bloom will look beautiful in her dress. I've seen it. Special treatment from Rarity, cause i know her so well." came Applejack's voice from the kitchen.
"And i get to be the flower girl." Autumn all but screamed, as he entered the kitchen.
"Your tux is over there." said Applejack as he entered. He was cut off mid yawn.
"What?! I ain't wearing that." he said indignantly.
"If you don't, Apple Bloom'll be crushed." she said with a knowing smile "You have too."
"Then she'd just be applesauce." he said walking over to Applejack and kissing her on the cheek.
"Apple Bloom as applesauce. Apple Bloom as applesauce." repeated Autumn, her hair had changed to a nice light pink color.
"See what you got her saying?" asked Applejack smiling at him, he smiled right back. Suddenly her eyes went blank..
"What? What is it?" he asked looking over his shoulder, then back at her. She opened her mouth and out came the crowing of a rooster. "what?" he asked, and again she crowed like a rooster.
His eyes shot open as he was now staring at his bedroom wall.
"I really do dislike that rooster."

End

"Seriously? I had like fifty two different puns i was sitting on with this one. Seriously the writers are getting lazy as of late."

Pie