The familiar ringing of your clock woke you up rather rudely. You had been anticipatng this moment for awhile, but now that it was here you just wanted to close your eyes and sleep. However you had a job to do, and there was that cute Applejack mare. You looked forward to getting to meet her. Slowly you allow yourself to rool out of bed and fall to the floor with a soft thud. After untangling yourself from the blankets you rinse your coat clean and stand in front of the mirrior. its the first time you have had a reason to look at yourself for along time.
Your coat was in good condition, a nice deep dark black with fiant, near invisible, grey lines running along your fur. Glancing at your name sake, your mane and tail both a firey orange color with streaks of yellow and red you make sure it looks nice before glancing at your flank with a sigh... 'Some ponies have it worse,' You say to yourself trying to push the thought out of your mind.
Quickly you throw the sheets and blankets back on the bed ad quietly leave the inn, as difficult as it was to find the right road in the dark you managed to arrive at Sweet Apple Acres just as the sun became visible on the horizon. suddenly Applejack threw open the barn doors shouting "YeeHah!" And galloping towards you.
"This way Blaze! We got alot of work ahead of us!" She lead you behind the barn and equiped you with a wagon full of empty baskets. "You need to fill all of these up by tomarrow morning. Ill be back to check on yall in a jiffy!" Then she wheeled around and galoped to a different part of the ochard. Glancing at the amount of baskets you groan and begin picking the apples of the trees.
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