vampire07
Pulsar
- Joined
- Jun 2, 2009
Granny Smith hobbled out. "Hold on there! Applejack I did this so he'd have a chance to tell us the truth. Con artists never do it unless they think they can gain something." She said as she walked by Applejack's pitchfork and walked up to Flim looking at him closely. In silence she turned to Flam who looked pissed. This time she was making the decision. "Boys you're both going to stay. When we sell the Apple Cider you will get your cut, this families share goes right back into the farm. Applejack doesn't get the final say she's young like you Flim!" The old mare laughed as Applejack looked away from the green mare.
"Though Flim you'll be in charge of Flam despite him being older than you. In the end you both will answer to Applejack and Big Mac. I'm to old to handle this bickering." She ran her hand on her lower back to force herself to stand up straighter. "Today we're not in the fields but in the barn sorting apples. Come on!" She reached back grabbing Applejack's ear as Big Mac turned opening the large barn door. Granny Smith came to their rescue. "Oh! After the Cider season you two have a few choices. I want you to think it over very clearly: You both can stay here with no scheming just hard work it'll take time to get you your bits. One works here at the barns while the other works in the Orchids. Or one works here while the other works in town with the other Ponies if you proven yourselves you can put that silver tongue to work for us."
Granny Smith Apple sat in her rocker as she shifted through the apples. Applebloom hauled the bad apples out as Big Mac sliced them up. The bad spots were thrown into a bucket for the cows to have. The good sliced apples were going to be used for apple base products like Apple crisps, Apple tarts, preserved apples, apple pie and so on and so forth. Applejack had a large bucket in front of her as she thought about what Granny Smith said and looked to the FlimFlam brothers. "Well? Come on! You're not going to earn much if you're standing out there." Flim impressed her by punching his own brother out and it wasn't planned either. She seen staged fights and none came close to that.
"Though Flim you'll be in charge of Flam despite him being older than you. In the end you both will answer to Applejack and Big Mac. I'm to old to handle this bickering." She ran her hand on her lower back to force herself to stand up straighter. "Today we're not in the fields but in the barn sorting apples. Come on!" She reached back grabbing Applejack's ear as Big Mac turned opening the large barn door. Granny Smith came to their rescue. "Oh! After the Cider season you two have a few choices. I want you to think it over very clearly: You both can stay here with no scheming just hard work it'll take time to get you your bits. One works here at the barns while the other works in the Orchids. Or one works here while the other works in town with the other Ponies if you proven yourselves you can put that silver tongue to work for us."
Granny Smith Apple sat in her rocker as she shifted through the apples. Applebloom hauled the bad apples out as Big Mac sliced them up. The bad spots were thrown into a bucket for the cows to have. The good sliced apples were going to be used for apple base products like Apple crisps, Apple tarts, preserved apples, apple pie and so on and so forth. Applejack had a large bucket in front of her as she thought about what Granny Smith said and looked to the FlimFlam brothers. "Well? Come on! You're not going to earn much if you're standing out there." Flim impressed her by punching his own brother out and it wasn't planned either. She seen staged fights and none came close to that.