You gaze up at the biggest tree you have ever set your eyes on. At a normal sized rate, it could be about 14 feet. But to you, it might as well be 14 miles. You needed to get a better look from where you are, and what better way, then to climb a tree? So you have to press your way through giant blades of grass to get to this tree. Huh, you're about as small as those kids from that one movie, what was it, eh..... OH YEAH, "Honey, I Shrunk the Kids". Great movie.
After an hour long trip, you are starting to get tired, and you haven't even traveled 6 feet. "Oh my GOD, how long is this gonna take?" Just then, you aren't looking when you hit something. "OUCH!" You look and see a huge red wall. It loomed over you like a hospital. With further investigation, you see it's..... an apple!
Wow! This can really help you now. "If this is an apple, then...." You look up to the top of the tree and see more apples in the tree. ".... this is an apple tree. And where's the only place in ponyville where they grow apple trees?" (Shouldn't be too hard to guess) "SWEET APPLE ACRES! Home of the apple family."
Yes, applejack could help you. She is nice enough to help you. You are so full of hope and are giddy with glee. You could finally meet Applejack, THE Applejack! Not only the most dependable and most honest of ponies, but also your personal favorite. She has always had your eye since she first spoke in that western accent in the very first episode. (And between us, you really have a crush on her too. I know, weird, but who cares?) You always wished to be her friend, and it might come true.
Your thoughts are interrupted by your stomach growling, and you realize you need to eat and gain strength before you try to get any of the giant ponies attention. "I guess..... HEY! Here's an apple, I'll just eat some of this." It's extremely hard to bite through the giant red wall of the apple, but you manage to bite through, and get your nom on.
After another hour, you stop eating. "Now, to get some help. But from who?" With that thought, you feel slight tremors in the ground. "hmmm, that's odd. Wait, that's stupid, of course it isn't, cause you are so tiny. Anyone walking, or in this case, trotting in the distance will feel like this." After that thought, the tremors get more violent, and soon, you can't even keep your balance. You try to see, but the grass blocks your view. Then, who should ever loom over the grass, like a moving mountain, was.........
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