It was a calm and cool summer evening in the Apple house. The lightning bugs were flashing their lights, the crickets were chirping, and the family was settling down for the night. Granny was the first to wish everyone a good night. "Alright, good night Bright."

"Goodnight, Ma. Night sweetheart," Bright kissed Pear goodnight.

"Night Sweetie. Goodnight, Applejack." Pear called out.

"Night Ma!" Applejack practically screamed. "Goodnight Granny!"

"Goodnight darlin'. Goodnight Big Mac." Granny called to her grandson.

"Goodnight Granny. Goodnight Applejack." Mac said from his room.

"Night Big Mac! Night Pa!" Applejack kept yelling.

"Night, Honey, and stop yelling," Bright told his daughter.

Pear giggled before calling to her eldest son. "Goodnight John." She waited for him to answer, but after twenty seconds, there was no answer. "John?" She got out of bed and walked over to his room. She opened the door. "John?"

"Dammit! Can't a guy masturbate in this house!?" John cursed while choking on his chicken.

Author's Note

Short, I know, but this is to let you know this story is still alive. And of course, we all need some comedy.

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