You knock your hoof agianst the wooden door several times. Just from the feel of the dooor you could tell it been there for awhile. As the secounds dragged by you grew more and more nervous. Maybe no ones home, you say to yourself before turning tail and beggin the trek back to the room you were renting. Thinking about it you needed to get a job soon otherwise you might not make the next payment. With that lingering thought you heard a voice behind you.
"Something I could help you with Sugarcube?" Came the voice, definitly female and definitly a southern accent. Feeling rather foolish you spun around to face her, the mare had an orange coat with three shiny red apples on her flank as her cutie mark, you winced and shook your head to clear that thought out of your mind. Her mane and tail were blond and bound with rope at the ends. She had green eyes and wore a cowboy hat, she looked kina cute actually. But you cant let your imagination get ahead of you, food and a job were your main priorities.
"Uhhh, yeah. I was wondering if I could purchase a bushle of your cheapest apples?" You say uncertainly, while mentally berating yourself for your uncertanty. The orange pony nodded excitedly racing off an returning with two large baskets filled with apples.
"That'll be twenty bits sir."
You nod and toss her the coins, "Thanks!" Wih that done you beggin to take your leave loaded with juicy apples. But a thought struck you, she was the only pony here that you knew of, and judging by the hundreds of apple trees she would need some help come harvest time. "Actually, would it be possible to get a job here?" You asked suddenly.
"Welp, I dont know, we usually dont need any help around here..."
We? Guess she does have help, you thought to yourself. "Okay then, thanks anyway!"
"Wow there doggie I didnt say no." You turn to face her once more. "Big Machintosh went to visit Appalooza this harvest season so I could use an extra pair of hooves, your hired. Whats your name?"
Trying hard to contian the feeling of triumph within you respond, "Names Blaze. How about your name?"
"Applejack, be here tomarrow morning at sunrise!" She turned and trotted inside her barn. And with a grn on your face you canter back down the road to your room excited for the next day.
As soon as Applejack had made it indoors she lookwed out the window, Nopony has ever asked to work here before, and I have never seen him around. He mut be new. She mused to herself watching Blaze canter away. He was a bit of an odd character.
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