My Little Tremors: Graboids are Terrifying
The sun was brightly shineing over the area known to the locals as Sweet Apple Acres. Outside of a small house came an orange, female earth pony, with blonde hair and tided at the tip, and freckles, with green eyes, and a picture of three red apples on her flank. She spoke with a southern accent, "Is everypony ready to go to Appleoosa?" she spoke loudly.
A yellow earth pony with red hair, and a boy came out jumping happily. "I AM, I AM, I AM," she shouted happily. "Seems like yer excited Applebloom," said the orange pony. "You bet your hat I am. This is my first time going to Appleoosa, and seeing cousin Braeburn," she said, still jumping.
After a few minutes of waiting, a lime green pony, with gray hair, and looked really old.
