As the scene fades in, a patch of serene sky comes into view and the camera tilts down towards the Sweet Apple Acres orchards. Twilight Sparkle and Applejack observe the scene, with Spike perched comfortably on Twilight's back. Meanwhile, Rainbow performs squats and stretches to prepare herself. Y/n stands beside Twilight, appearing rather disinterested
Twilight: May I ask what you two are doing?
Applejack: An Iron—
Rainbow: —Iron Pony competition.
Applejack: See, we’ve set up a bunch of events to decide which one of us is—
Rainbow: —the most athletic pony ever!
Y/n: And the reason you're here is to maintain the score and serve as a judge.
Twilight: But if I am the judge and keeping score, why is Y/n here?
Rainbow pauses her stretching routine and turns to Applejack, seeking an answer
Rainbow: I'm not entirely sure...
Applejack: Oh, well we did ask him but.. he was spacing out a lot and didn't wasn't keeping score.
Y/n: Mm.
However, Y/n seems disinterested and unmotivated, which does not sit well with the group. The girls look at him with concern, but Rainbow goes back to stretching, trying to ignore the puzzled look that passes between Twilight and Applejack
A field set up like a track and field meet, with various areas dedicated to different events. Applejack and Rainbow are making final adjustments to the flower-filled barrels. A scoreboard stands in the background, with apple-shaped placards giving a score of zero for each competitor. The spectators' bleachers are set up, and there are several tents for the contestants to rest and prepare themselves
Spike: (from o.s.) Hello, everyone, and welcome to the first annual Iron Pony competition!
The pan brings him into view, still seated on Twilight’s back and holding a twig with one leaf on the end to serve as a microphone, on the end of this line. They are watching from the sidelines; no other spectators are on the scene.
Twilight: Uh, Spike, who are you talking to?
Spike: *looking around* Um…them!
He points back behind Twilight on this last word. Cut to Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, and Rarity coming up the path right on cue. The announcer jumps onto Twilight’s head, surprising her considerably
Spike: Let the games begin!
The other five ponies pop up around Twilight and cheer. Dissolve to one end of the barrel course and pan quickly to Applejack standing ready at the other. She paws at the ground a bit
Twilight: Ready?.... Set?.... Go!
Spike has procured a stopwatch, which he starts as the earth pony rockets past with enough speed to blow Twilight’s mane and tail out straight. She does a serpentine through the barrels, gasping just before she brushes against one so that it wobbles in place
Applejack: Dagnabit!
She reaches the end; a close-up of the watch as Spike stops it.
Twilight: Time, Spike?
Spike: Seventeen seconds!
Applejack: You’re kiddin’. That breaks my record from last year’s rodeo!
Spike: But you got a five-second penalty for nudging the barrel.
Applejack: *sighing, kicking a rock* Nuts and shoes! Still, that’s twenty-two seconds- not too shabby.
Applejack notices Rainbow starts to sweat
Applejack: Hey, don’t be nervous. *nudging her in the ribs* Remember, it’s all in good fun. Now get on up there.
Twilight: Ready?... Set?... Go!
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