Sweet treats for bobbing apples
Author's Note
This is a prologue of the story. I decided to scrap the last one this was based off of and write this one with a better setting. I am hoping you like this story since it's my first one I've made.
Prologue
A rainy day in Ponyville had brought the town to a slow, stopping everyone's plans for the day and stopping and activities they were doing and getting ready for. This rain, while needed, had given everypony a bit of disappointment, as it was the beginning of spring. Winter wrap up had happened two weeks prior, and everypony was waiting to have some spring fun, but none were waiting for spring more than a young, yellow earth pony filly.
Over at Apple Acres, Ponyville's apple farm, it was quiet, dead quiet. The apple family was stuck inside their home, saddened by the rain preventing them from getting planting apple seeds for fall's harvest. Applejack, the head mare of the family, was talking with her brother, Big Macintosh, about where they could buy their apple seeds from. Granny apple was cooking dinner, Fried apple stew with sunflower ragout.
".....But where else are we goin' to get our apples? Flower Pot and her sisters haven't made it back from Canterlot, and we're about to get into platnin' season." Said Applejack.
"I could take a quick ride to Farmington and ask the Rose family for some seeds, but how much time do we have? It's at least a week travels from here and back." Said Big Mac, looking very annoyed at how much the rain and ruined their schedule.
Upstairs, Apple Bloom, a young filly, was looking out her window, watching the rain that came over the fields. Her eyes looked very sad, she was so happy to get to planting seeds! Now that the rains are here, she has nothing to do, no crusading, no walks, not even a chance to get a massage with her sister!
Apple Bloom looked away from the window and sighs, heading to her bed. Apple Bloom wasn't a normal filly, not by regular means. She was born with a peepee, a colt's peepee to be exact. Her sister told her not to show it off unless you're moving her tail to brush it or when you're going peepee. She doesn't know why she has it, but she thinks it makes her special. Her peepee was very normal, like any colt's. It was a darker shade of yellow, a bit darker than her fur color. Her balls were very small, the same color as her actual length. Her sheath was a very dark yellow, the same color as her backside holes.
She sat in her bed, looking up at the ceiling, thinking. What was she gonna do?!
"What am ah gonna do? It's raining, stoppin' me from having fun, or crusading..."
Applejack called from downstairs, calling to her from the bottom of the stairway.
"Apple Bloom! Sweetie belle is here!"
"Sweetie's here! Hot diggity!" She exclaimed, very excited that her friend was here.
She rushed downstairs, almost as fast as a flying pegasus pony. Her day had just gotten better, but she didn't know things were about to get a bit more, exotic.