5. Picking apples
"Stop shaking the ladder!"
Florida looked up at New York with an innocent look. "I don't know what you mean-" He yelped and ducked as New York chucked an apple at his head.
"Stop fightin'." Texas picked up another basket of apples and placed it on the bed of his truck. "Dad wants all these by tonight. So no more dilly-dallin'."
"Whatever." New York went back to picking apples and Florida went back to catching them.
"How can you carry two." Aizona wheezed, struggling to hold one barrel gull of apples. Texas just grinned at him and gave him a few pats on the head. "You just need to build up some muscle."
"Or super strength." New Mexico mumbled.
