Welp, that's the last of it, Filthy Rich.
Just Rich, please.
And on behalf of Rich's Barnyard Bargains,
thanks for another season's shipment of zap apple jam.
Our pleasure. See ya next time.
Uh, Apple Bloom,
did you pack up the cider
into the same crates as the zap apple jam?
Sure did!
Now that I'm gettin' older,
I wanna prove I can handle more responsibility on the farm.
But the crates aren't marked.
You kept track of what went into which crate, right?
Oh. Um...
Y-yep. I totally kept track of everything.
Good.
Because we wouldn't want Filthy Rich to get a shipment of cider
when he's s'posed to get zap apple jam.
You know how Granny feels
about sellin' cider anywhere but on the farm.
Are you sure he got the right crates?
Sure I'm sure!
Now why don't you and Big Mac head on out to the house
and let me finish up here?
If you gave Rich the zap apple jam,
then what's this here?
Um...
Extra?
Nnnope.
Granny knows I-I wasn't tryin' to make off
with a shipment of cider, right?
Because I would never do that.
Don't worry. We know exactly whose fault it was.
Now why in tarnation would you lie to me, Apple Bloom?
I was kinda hopin' I could fix it before anypony found out.
Tellin' lies won't fix anything.
Trust me. I know.
What could you possibly know about it?
You've never told a lie in your whole life!
What's so funny?
Oh-ho, sugarcube, heh heh heh,
your big sister lied so much when she was a filly,
the whole family ended up in the hospital.
What?!
Hee hee hee, eeyup!
You might as well tell her the whole story.
Might even do her some good.
When Applejack and Big Mac were just a wee bit older than you are now,
they both kept a-squabblin' over who would run the farm better.
All I'm sayin' is that you may have plenty of brawn,
but I'm the one with the ideas on how to run things better around here!
Applejack, Applejack, Applejack,
ideas are all well and good,
but you can't plow a field with 'em.
I don't know how many times I've told you that.
Too many!
You two horned toads better stop jabberin' and get to workin'!
Yeah, they'd better.
I need you to go to town.
The apple blight's been awful
and if we don't get more spray,
cider season'll be shorter than a dwarf crabapple tree!
It's like I was just tellin' Cousin Braeburn last week,
now there's a pony who knows how to put his back into a problem....
Oh, hey there, Filthy Rich!
Just Rich, please.
And I'd you to meet my fiancée, Spoiled Milk.
Honey, this is Applejack and Big Mac,
the two hardest workin' ponies at Sweet Apple Acres.
You work on a farm?
How... quaint.
Oh, now, dear, be nice.
Sweet Apple Acres makes zap apple jam.
It's one of Dad's best-sellers.
You mean one of your best-sellers.
My amazing husband-to-be is running the Rich family business now.
Did you know that?
Well, now you do.
Oh, my Spoiled Milk.
She's just proud of me.
Uh, but she's right.
I'm in charge of the store now,
and I'm just burstin' with ideas I wanna try.
Like what?
Well, how 'bout this?
Cider season's around the corner.
Why not let me sell it for ya?
That is an interestin' idea.
Well, maybe it's interestin' an' maybe it ain't.
But it's definitely not a new idea.
Granny Smith told us your grandpa, Stinkin' Rich,
used to ask her every year if he could sell our cider in your store,
and Granny told him every year about the tradition of everypony
in Ponyville linin' up out at Sweet Apple Acres.
So start a new tradition.
Some day, one o' y'all will take over the farm
just like I've taken over the store.
I'm guessin' it'll the one with the best ideas.
Well, now, as I've said many a time before,
ideas are all well an' good, but you can't plow a field—
Ya know what?
How 'bout we give you three barrels of cider early
an' if it sells well, we'll make a deal for the rest.
Uh, hey, now! Perfect!
Come on, honey. I've gotta get everything ready.
Hoo-wee! I tell ya,
if the future means me runnin' Sweet Apple Acres and you bein' quiet,
I can't wait!
I just can't believe you'd make a deal with Filthy Rich
without even talkin' to Granny!
Aw, Granny will love the idea.
And then she'll decide I'm the one to take over the farm.
You'll see.
See what?
Applejack here had another one of her "big ideas",
and I think we all know my position on good ideas.
"You can't—"
...can't plow a field with 'em.
Ee... right.
Big idear, hmmm?
Actually, more of an opportunity.
Y'see, we ran into Filthy Rich in town.
Did ya know he's runnin' the family store now?
And what does this here "opportunity" mean fer Sweet Apple Acres?
Well, uh, since cider season is almost here, he—
or, I-I mean I—
thought it'd be a good idea to give him a few barrels of cider
to sell at the store before the season starts.
Oh, is that all?
ABSOLUTELY NOT!!!!!
But, Granny, why can't we sell
a few barrels o' cider early to Filthy Rich?
An' how is it any different than
when you gave zap apple jam
to Filthy's grandpappy to sell?
Your cider and your jam ain't the same thing!
Zap apple jam jars preserve the flavor fer moons,
but cider starts to spoil the second it comes out the press.
That is why every cider season,
all of Ponyville lines up at Sweet Apple Acres.
And first come is first served!
I get what you're sayin', Granny.
But couldn't you make an exception just this once?
I sort of promised.
Mm, meh-ehn.
Besides,
cider-makin' is iffy business,
an' we're probably not gonna have a lot this year anyway,
what with all the blight.
I am sorry, Applejack, but you's just gonna hafta un-promise.
Oh.
I hate to say I told you so, Applejack, but—
You an' I both know you don't hate to say anythin'.
Well, I've always thought that the most important thing a pony can do
is say exactly what's on his mind to anypony who'll listen,
so everypony everywhere always knows everythin' they're thinkin', and...
And you don't ever have to listen to anypony else.
What?
Exactly.
Well, if it ain't my new business partner!
Uh, about the cider, Rich...
Take a look at what I did last night after we made our deal!
Whoo! Ha! Pretty great, huh?
The thing is,
I-I don't think I can get you any.
What?
Well, I did all this work on your say-so!
We shook hooves and everything!
Well, you see, at Sweet Apple Acres,
we've always been about quality,
an' while your basic jam jar'll keep—
Plus it's been a tough harvest this year, what with all the blight.
Gah! Sounds to me like you're tryin' to make excuses!
Whenever Granddad dealt with Granny Smith, she kept her word!
If you can't do that, then maybe our families
should stop doin' business together!
Altogether!
Now, now, the thing is, Rich, it ain't really up to us.
Y'see, Granny's—
Uh, sick!
Wait, Granny's sick?
I had no idea.
Ee... yeah. Nopony did.
Uh, what Big Mac means is, uh,
we've been tryin' to keep it quiet.
Don't want people to make rash decisions
about doin' business with Sweet Apple Acres just because we're,
uh, a little short-hooved at the moment.
Oh, my! O-of course, of course!
I am so sorry.
Please let me know if there's anything I can do.
Much appreciated.
But right now, we-we only ask for your understanding
during this difficult time.
Mm-hmm.
You were s'posed to tell Rich the simple truth!
But instead, you made things worse with a giant lie!
W-w-what was I supposed to do?
You heard Rich. If I told him the truth,
he was gonna stop doin' business with us altogether.
Yeah, but that's only because I...
I-I-I forgot to ask if we had any oat crumbles
for this delicious-lookin' salad, Granny.
Yeah, I'll go take a look.
That was only because
you made promises you couldn't keep!
But there's gotta be a better way out of this mess
than by makin' up some story about Granny bein' sick!
Well, it worked, didn't it?
Sorry to drop by unannounced.
We just wanted to come by to wish Granny a speedy recovery.
Look, sis!
Our good friend, Mr. Rich and his fiancée... are here.
Oh, and they brought flowers!
For Granny!
On accounta she is sick! Like you said.
Ain't that sweet?
Uh, excuse me one second.
Golly, what in tarnation?
Oh, I-I'm sorry, Granny.
I-I didn't see ya there.
Ya came blastin' in so fast, t'weren't possible to see nothin'!
Can you go out to the barn?
I, uh, I think I might've left a blight sprayer in the orchard.
Are you outta yer apple-pickin' mind?!
It's suppertime, girl!
I know, but, uh,
if we forgot a sprayer, I wanna get it before dark.
You go start countin',
an—an' I'll tell Big Mac we'll be right back, okay?
...so from that moment on, I took to referrin'
to myself as Big or Large or...
Oh, Applejack!
Your brother was just explainin' why he always wears his yoke.
Even though we asked him how your grandmare is doing!
Oh, well, you know how Big Mac can get to... to talkin',
especially when he's upset.
An' right now, he's just as worried about Granny Smith as I am.
Oh, dear. Is she doin' that bad?
Well, one thing's for sure, she...
she shouldn't be seein' anypony right now.
In fact, I'm gettin' more upset just thinkin' about it.
Excuse me.
D'oh! What in the frilly fumidil has gotten into you?
Sorry, Granny. I just decided if I helped you,
it would go faster.
Well, you're too late.
All the sprayers are here.
Oh, good.
Uh, say, Granny,
when did you first fight the apple blight again?
It was my second year here in Ponyville.
Uh, they was before I had the rick on the one knee.
...and others say that's how the tress got to growin' so tall,
but, to me, it's just how I got my cutie mark!
But we asked when we could come back to see Granny.
Uh, Big Mac didn't wanna be rude,
but you just can't see Granny right now, because she's...
got apple blight!
I thought only trees got the blight.
Yeah, that's usually the case.
The doctors think it's from workin'
in the orchards for so many years.
Y'see, we had to take Granny to Ponyville General.
We just got back right before you showed up.
Oh, my. That is terrible!
Ew! It's not contagious, is it?
Um, I'm sure you'll be fine, but you should leave...
...just in case.
You're right.
We're gonna have to hurry if we wanna get there
before visitin' hours are over.
That's right.
Wh—Get where?
Why, the hospital, of course.
I'm sure we'll see you there.
Tellin' Filthy Rich that Granny's in the hospital
just made everythin' a hundred times worse!
What're we supposed to do now?
I got it!
Dropped my second best teeth right in the pigpen,
and that was the worst case of apple blight I have ever seen!
I'd love to hear more, Granny,
but we gotta get to the hospital right away!
The hospital?
Why? Who's sick?
You are, apparently.
What he means is you're needed at the hospital.
Eh, whatever for?
It's the apple blight!
It's startin' to infect ponies now!
The doctors need an expert opinion,
and nopony knows more about fightin' blight
than Granny Smith!
Well, what in tarnation are we waitin' for?
Let's go!
You know, we're supposed to go in, uh, in the back!
Uh, to avoid anypony in the waitin' room with the blight.
Whoops! I almost forgot!
This is perfect!
Now you don't have to worry about catchin' the blight.
If you say so, dearie.
Now you wait right here while I...
check on your presentation!
What in the rotten rhubarb is goin' on here?
Fancy meetin' you two here!
Well, we told you we were coming.
But I'm glad we found you,
because I can't seem to find Granny's room,
or any nurses who've even heard
about a pony with apple blight.
Granny's room. Sure!
Just go down here, take a left,
then a right, go down some stairs,
up a bunch more stairs,
through the cafeteria,
then three more times, and then you're there!
Easy as Granny's apple pie!
Uh, aren't you comin' with us?
Uh, I'll catch up! I gotta find Big Mac!
Okay, Granny,
just wait here one second and we can go.
Where are you two going?
Big Mac can't come! He, uh, might be contagious!
Contagious?!
Alright, climb up here and I'll cover you up.
Then I'll bring Rich in, tell him you're Granny
you're not allowed to take the sheets off.
You nod a few times, he leaves, and this whole thing is over.
This is spinnin' way out of control, Applejack!
Now I know you thought sellin' cider
in Filthy's store was a good idea,
but it ain't worth lyin' to him about
Granny bein' sick and needin' to go to the hospital,
or fibbin' to Granny about them wantin' her come here
- to talk about the blight, or— - Big McIntosh!
Just listen to me for once!
This ain't about my ideas!
If Rich finds out about all the lies,
he'll cut off ties with us and the farm'll go under!
Now do you want that to happen, or do you wanna help?
Why can't you be Granny?
You're her size, and this is all your fault in the first place.
I would, but if I let you do the talkin',
you'll just ramble on and on until we all got caught!
Just lay down, keep still,
and promise me you won't say anythin',
for once in your life!
Eeyup.
Granny!
It's about time! What is goin' on around here?
Uh, Granny, they need you to wait here!
I'll come get ya!
There you are!
We've been going in circles looking for Granny's room!
Well, you're in luck,
cause it's, it's right over here,
and this time I'll make sure you don't get lost.
What in dadgum—
What now?
He- I mean,
she was right here!
Oh no.
We gotta go!
I-Is that Granny Smith?
Where are they takin' her?
You two, don't lose that gurney!
Granny, what are you doin'?
You're supposed to stay there!
It was a supply closet!
Oh, uh,
well okay, come with me, but be quiet!
You know, save your voice for the big presentation!
I-I-II'm sorry, but you can't get any closer
without a gown and mask.
But-but-but-but that's my brother on there!
Don't worry, this is our best doctor.
She'll have your brother back on his hooves in no time.
Now apple blight is a serious disease!
Did she say... apple blight?
I think she said "gasket mites".
And once the trunk turns red, like this,
the only thing to do is prune the branches.
Oh no! Granny!
Did you say..."'prune them branches"?
Well, sure!
What else you gonna do once the blight gets this bad?
Everypony just stop!
This is all a big misunderstandin'!
Actually... it's a big lie.
Big Mac?!
Granny Smith?!
What is goin' on here, Applejack?!
That is a darn good question.
I'm not sure if I was worried that nopony was listenin' to my ideas,
or just nervous that I wouldn't be the one to end up runnin' the farm,
but... I promised somethin' to Filthy Rich that I couldn't deliver...
and I was too embarrassed to admit it.
So Granny was never sick?
And there ain't no apple blight in ponies?
Nnope.
Those were all lies.
A-and I thought if you found out,
you'd stop doin' business with the farm,
so I just kept tellin' more.
So she's not a doctor.
Please don't make Granny and the farm suffer for what I did!
This whole thing is my fault.
That's... not entirely true.
Maybe if I paid more attention
to what you had to say instead of talkin' all the time,
none'a this would've happened in the first place.
I just need to... talk less
and listen more.
Especially to you.
Thanks, big brother.
And whether it's me runnin' Sweet Apple Acres or you,
I know it'll be in good hooves.
Well that's nice,
but I don't know what in blazes you two are talkin' about!
I ain't goin' anywhere anytime soon!
Running the farm, not after this display!
Not likely!
And don't you go gettin' any ideas
about cuttin' ties with Sweet Apple Acres,
or I'm goin' right to your grandpappy.
Get me?
Um, yes ma'am.
Now, who here still wants to hear about apple blight?
Now, when I was a filly...
I can't believe you told all those lies!
It's not a story I'm proud of,
but it taught me a lifelong lesson about bein' honest.
I hope you learned somethin', too.
I sure did.
I learned that nopony starts out perfect
and sometimes you gotta make a few mistakes
to figure out who you are.
Eeyup.
But I think the most important thing I learned
is who really runs Sweet Apple Acres.
Granny!
You're darn tootin'!
Now everypony quit your lollgaggery
and get back to work!
Right after we have a glass of cider.
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