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The next day I decided they would need to help out with chores. I promised toosoley raise the animals to raise them, and maybe the chickens we'd get some eggs from, but we'll let most of them hatch.

"Durnit, Fluttershy! We need yer animal cooperatin' skills ta round up dese here chickens!" shouted Applejack as they were gathering the chickens to count them

"But they just won't listen to reason; I've tried coaxing, asking politely, begging, everything!" she fretted. "I don't have anything left to do!"

"Fluttershy, remember back to the incedent when dat cockatrice tried to turn mah sister and her friends" demanded Applejack

"The stare? Oh no, I could never--" began Fluttershy.

"Sweety, ya haf ta" explained Applejack. "They'll nevah listen to ya if ya don't show them ya mean buisness!"

"Oh, if you say so..." Fluttershy gave in. "Alright, little friends, you asked for it" It was one of the scariest faces I had ever seen a human being make. It had the mixed of a mother who was down right infuriated with their child and a drill sergent whose "had enough foolin' 'round". It wasn't merely of that level of scariness.

"All right, now that you're all here. My name is Fluttershy, and me and Applejack here will be making sure you are all here about..." she turned to me "...every other morning?" I nodded."Every other morning!" she added with confedence. One of the chickens shat an egg

"Woohoo! A'ight Fluttershy, you did done it!" I stated. "Now lemme show you how ta properly collect eggs 'round 'ere!"

"Alrighty den, le's see how diff'rent it is here den in Ponyville"

said Applejack challengingly. I showed them the basic setup, chickens sit on the wooden roosts, the eggs fall into the hay-padded, prearanged holes, and you collect the eggs from there, and I showed them where not to collect eggs from, which would be the place where the chickens actually raise their eggs and nurture them into chicks

"Not quite different from Ponyville" said Applejack

"Nope. Hey, I'll catch up with you guys later. I've got some matters to think over" I called over my shoulder as I walked away. They weren't really important matters, per se, but I did have some thinking to do. I was going to go find a sunny spot and lay down in it, but Derpy was laying in the best spot, tongue sticking out. The love intrest was still there, but the now 5 year age difference was a major problem. I'd had this problem. But that's not of importance. I plopped down next to her.

"Heya, wha's happenin'?" I said. She pointed to the sky.

"Who's doin dat?" she asked. I looked up and realized she was talking about the clouds.

"No one" I stated plainly. She sat up and turned to me with a confused look.

"Who's No One?" she asked

"No, I mean it's not being controled by anybod-- anypony. The weater kinda governs itself here"

"Rainbow Dash's gonna be outta the job!" she stated and plopped back down on the ground. I sighed.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Authors Note: Well, I'm sorry about the shorter chapter, but I on my phone and emailed it to myself. It turns out the word limit on my phone's email makes for a pathetic 2 paragraphs! :ajbemused: Hey, I'm proud of myself! Li'l fun fact: The last four chapters, instead of pressing the Italics button on the website, I actually typed out "" ""! Same with any emotes you've seen! Well, speaking of Italics, thanks every body for all that help on fixing my site so it wasn't all Italics! (Drip drip goes the sarcasm). Well I'm sure 'sides Camo nopony even reads these shitty author's notes, and she/he (I want to say 'she' because they come off like most of my female friends do, but as stupid as I am, you never know) didn't know how to fix it. Well, hell, some good newses:

1) My allergies aren't as bad! I'm still deaf in one ear and my cough is just as bad as it's been, but the weird dreams have stopped and my nose running doesn't interupt "7th Grade Algerbra Plus"! I know, my math teacher feels the need to draw it out like that.

2) My mom got blood presure meds, so the baby is safe

3) We've come up with a first name for mah baby sister. Her name is to be Isla, named after my great aunt Islabelle and my great-great grandmother Islanda.

We are still open for middle names!

Post Script:

Yo Camo, my mom's feedback on your names: She doesn't like "Luna" because it's the root word for "Lunatic" and "Lunacy", both reffering to insanity, and she's decided that "the rest just don't... y'know, flow with Isla..."