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Just a nother mornig in sweet apple acres

As per usual Apple bloom had woken up at 7:00 am ,outside her window small Safire blue birds chirped as if they were speaking to her "okay I'll get up in a Minot " she replied slightly delusional.
"Come on now Apple bloom you don't wanna be late" "uh I'm commin " she chocked , she never really knew how early Apple jack got up and she couldn't tell if she knew school started at 9:00 or not but she didn't ever bother to ague anyway "better early then late" she thought to herself .
She walked down stares letting her body get reeled in by the sent of worm cinnamon complimented by fresh pancakes topped with sweet golden syrup , she licked her lips as she looked down at the old wooden table overflowing with food.although this had become a daily regime for her (stuffing her face until no-more food would fit in her Pettit frame) she had always got just as exited as the day before.
After making sure she wouldn't be hungry for the rest of the day she marched up to her bedroom, brushed her teeth , brushed her mane and ran down out of the house "by Apple bloom have a good day" called Apple jack as Apple bloom walked of "I will" she replied not bothering to turn around.

Just across the road scootaloo was lying in her bed still not awake at 8:30 , her small muscular body spread out on the large mattress. Like the night before and the night before that night she was most probably dreaming about winning the county race over and over again with a different person congratulating her . She twisted into her Blanket of her bed and onto the dark oak wood floor. Her eyes suddenly widened as her ass hit the old rotting floor springing her body into action. She didn't bother to brush her mane instead she just pulled her bed sheets of the floor and piled them onto her large bed. She stormed down the stairs and walked into the kitchen picking up a small piece of brutally ash black burned toast on her way out Of the house. As she dragged her scooter up from under the large most probably suicidal weeping willow tree she hoped onto it and raced to school.

Lastly there was sweaty pie at exactly 7:33 a small alarm went of repeating the same adorable rhythm 3 times and just as the forth started sweaty pie casually turned it off stretching her small arms as she pulled of her silk pink eye mask revealing her beautiful shimmery eyes.
She stepped out her bed calmly and walked downstairs , she made a lovely healthy breakfast of berries on yogurt covering perfectly baked Goldman granola after her breakfast she walked back upstairs and made her bed piling pillows over pillow that she probably didn't need after that she brushed her teeth and perfectly curled her main