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S2 Ep 12 Everypony! Hearth's Warming Eve is up next!

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It was a late night at Sweet Apple Acres at 2 in the morning, where Malibu was still snoozing in his bed. But suddenly; he heard the banging of pots and the howling of Timberwolves in the night, startling him awake, even hearing Granny Smith shouting out into the night.

He ran to the window, opening it up, seeing Granny having a pair of pots on her back running about. "The Timberwolves are a-howlin'! The Timberwolves are a'howlin!" Big Mac, Applejack and Applebloom both opened up their windows too. "Eyup," Big Mac agreed. Malibu himself never liked Timberwolves since his first near death experience with them and wondered why Granny Smith was making such a fuss.

"What's all this commotion?" He yawned. Granny looked at him. "The Zap Apples are coming! The Zap Apples are coming!" Malibu blinked slightly, not having a clue at what Zap Apples were since he never saw them before here in Equestria yet. All three Apple siblings cheered. "Yay! The Zap Apples are coming!"

Obvious they would know, since they live here, Malibu thought to himself, having gone back to sleep again after all that, but didn't have time when Applejack nudged him awake, making him snort. "Uh! What?" He yelped. "C'mon sugarcube! The Zap Apples can't wait! And we need all the help since you're living here with us." Malibu slumped out of his bed, struggling to get to his feet.

"You really should've told me about these things," He mumbled sourly to Applejack while still waking. Applejack smiled apologetically. "Ah know, but wanted to surprise you. These Zap Apples are quite special, all in the colors of the rainbow, and have the best taste of any apples ever. Makes the most fabulous food and jam. And every few moons they appear with the five signs we watch."

Malibu's stomach rumbled at the idea of having that kind of jam and just eating a raw apple in general. "Sounds quite nice, but, would love some hay pancakes at least before we start," He mumbled tiredly. Applejack agreed to his request, going instantly to make the breakfast. Once done they all gathered up buckets to put around the trees throughout the morning which was tedious work but Malibu hoped it would be all worth it.

That was when the wind began to blow, and electricity zapped among the branches. Malibu's eyes widened when seeing the leaves show up instantly. This was quite beautiful nature magic. "There's the zap apple leaves! Right on schedule!"

He also spotted Granny Smith and Applebloom dancing in bunny suits around watering cans, hearing earlier from the elder that it helped with the water. But with bad timing; Diamond Tiara was there with her father, laughing rudely. Granny smiled at Diamond's father whom to Malibu looked almost as posh as his daughter.

"Well, howdy-doo there, Filthy Rich!" She greeted cheerfully. Malibu huffed at the name, which really gave the impression of him having money, walking cautiously over. "Hello there, Mrs. Smith. Did I hear right that there's a zap apple harvest coming in a few days?" Granny nodded. "Four days, to be exact!"

Filthy Rich grinned. "Excellent news, and as usual, I get your first hundred jars?" Granny Smith bounced slightly in her bunny suit, making Malibu wish she'd look more decent in front of her buyer. "'Course, Filthy!"

He shook his head. "Uh, I prefer Rich." That made Malibu snicker under his breath, causing Rich to notice him. "And, may I ask; are you that adopted son of the Princess? Diamond's told me all about you." The stallion said, raising his brow at him while Diamond gave Malibu the evil eye, making him nervous.

"Uhuh," Malibu replied out of his nerves, trembling a little but trying not to show it in front of the two. Rich eventually shrugged and smiled. "Well, a pleasure to meet you." He greeted with some slight sincerity in his tone, holding out his hoof. Malibu was somewhat surprised, having been waiting to be insulted like how his bratty kid did, but accepted the hoofshake.

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