Talk - Thought - *Action*/*Action* - Narration
Today we start when the camera shows us a train that is pulled by four stallions, traveling through the desert. From inside the train we hear Applejack's voice.
Applejack: "And that's when the yellow birdie thought to himself 'Hmm. My favorite little tree isn't such a little tree anymore.' So she sang her song big and strong, and they all lived in that great, big tree happily ever after. The end."
Suddenly, Rarity called from behind, accompanied by Y/N.
Rarity: Applejack! Were you reading a bedtime story to. . .
Y/N: An apple tree?
Applejack: *Chuckles* Uh. . . Well, you know, being replanted in a whole new place is very upsettin' for a tree. *Hugs the tree* And Bloomberg here is one of my favorites.
Rarity frowned and walked up to Applejack.
Rarity: No fair, Applejack! You've got a luxurious private sleeper car for a tree, while I am crowded and cramped in the same car with all the other ponies. How am I supposed to get my beauty sleep?!
Applejack: But Bloomberg's the whole reason we're making this trip.
Y/N: *In the background* I was dragged here against my will by Pinkie Pie!
Applejack: He needs his rest so we can give him as a gift to my relatives in Appleloosa.
Rarity: Hmm! You talk about it as if it's your baby or something.
Applejack: Who you callin' a baby? Bloomberg's no baby! *Hugs Bloomberg again* Don't let widdle Rarity make you all Saddy-Waddy. Bloomberg's a big and strong apple tree. Yes, he is. A-coochie-coochie, coo-coo-coo!
Y/N walked up to Rarity and started whispering to her.
Y/N: Look, Rarity. I know we're her friends, and we're supposed to help her, but I think she's made up her mind. So, do what I do, and slowly head towards the exit and help me find a therapist or something.
Rarity followed Y/N while muttering to herself, leaving Applejack behind to pamper her tree.
Rarity: It's widdle Rarity who's all saddy-waddy! Ugh!
Y/N: *Whispers* Queue the intro!
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It was now nighttime as Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, Twilight, and Fluttershy were still up and talking to each other, while Rarity, Spike and Y/N were getting annoyed by their conversation.
Rainbow: Oh, man! We're going so fast!
The rest of the mares agreed with her, causing them to start speaking even louder. Rarity placed a pillow over her head in an attempt to drown the conversation.
Rarity: *Sigh* For crying out loud in the morning!
Meanwhile, Spike was under his blanket trying to sleep.
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