The rooster let out a shrill cry, signaling the start of a brand new day. Then he bent down, picked up his cup of coffee, and took a long sip. At the same time, Applejack was halfway out of bed with an enthusiastic start.
"Yeehaw!" she exclaimed. "Another be-yooo-tee-ful day on Sweet Apple Acres!"
She washed her face, brushed her pony teeth (holding the brush between her hooves because ponies don't have fingers), snatched her cowpony hat off of the end of her bed, and trotted towards her siblings' rooms.
"Applebloom! Big Mac! Time to get ah' move on! Those apples ain't gonna buck themselves!"
As if on cue, Big Mac emerged from his room with a sleepy, but pleasant look on his face.
"Are ya ready for a great day?" asked Applejack.
"Eeeee-nope!" responded Big Mac sleepily.
Applejack pushed her big brother towards the stairs while she knocked on Applebloom's door.
"Get out here ya' silly filly! Ya can't sleep in all the time!"
No response. Applejack began to slightly worry so she opened the door and walked in. The last time she had to do so, Applebloom had gotten into a big of Zecora's magic and ended up tap dancing all over her room, keeping everyone up. Applejack walked in to see Applebloom still lying in bed. She bumped the bed and Applebloom moaned.
"Ah can't get up for apple buckin' today sis. Ahm' not feelin' too good," whined Applebloom, answering from underneath the covers looking like a bump on a log.
"Oh no you lazy toad! Last time you said you weren't feelin' good, you and those other little fillies got into a whole heap a' trouble down at the Cake's bakery!" yelled Applejack, who began to rub her temple in irritation at remembering the event.
Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo had all played hooky from school to join Pinkie Pie on a mission to eat a whole mess of apple fritters baked fresh by Mr. and Mrs. Cake. Pinkie's….focus was lost on cinnamon cookies that reminded her of Gummy and not only were they all caught, they caused Mrs. Cake to become so scared she threw a pie at Mr. Cake who in turn flung a cake out of the window and hit Rarity, who was coincidentally just walking by with a brand new dress on. Her screams could be heard all the way back at Sweet Apple Acres. It was a nightmare.
"That was only because Pinkie messed up the whole plan!" protested Applebloom. "I really don't feel good at all sis! Honest!"
Applejack could smell funny business from a mile away and threw back the covers to discover that it was not Applebloom in bed at all. It was Sweetie Belle! Applejack's eyes widened in shock as she could do nothing but stare at Sweetie Belle, Rarity's little sister lying in bed with Applebloom nowhere to be found.
"Hi Applejack! Err uh, lovely morning we're having!" started Sweetie Belle, trying to defuse the discovery as quickly as possible. Applejack was not pleased.
"What in the wide world of Equestria is goin' on here!? Where in tarnation is Applebloom!?" asked Applejack angrily as she picked up Sweetie Belle under her arms and held her in the air like a parent does to a small child. "Does your sister even know where you are right now missy!?"
"Well Rarity doesn't like it when her beauty sleep is disturbed so she shooed me out of her room last night when we left for the Everfree Forest…"
"EVERFREE FOREST!? BISCUITS AND GRAVY! I gotta go grab the girls and find her before she runs into an Ursa or worse! However, we're gonna tell your sister about all a' this!" said Applejack as she dropped Sweetie Belle on the floor and galloped out of the room.
Both of them reached the landing and turned the corner to see Big Mac and Granny Smith sitting around the kitchen table, ready to eat an apple filled breakfast like scrambled eggs with apples, toast with apple jam, apple French toast, apple juice, and ironically enough, a basket of apples. Applejack's stomach roared fiercely, but breakfast would have to wait until Applebloom was found. She quickly explained the situation to Big Mac and Granny Smith which made Big Mac start crying into a napkin from the table and Granny to put on a camouflaged Equestrian Army helmet and put black paint under her eyes.
"Don't you fret Applejack!" reassured Granny Smith in her high pitched, wavery voice. "We're gonna get Applebloom back quicker than a rattlesnake doing the cha-cha on Cinco de Mayo!"
Everyone paused at the last comment and shook their heads in disbelief. Applejack adjusted her cowpony hat, swiped some of her blonde hair out of her face, stuffed a fritter into her mouth and turned to everyone.
"Awrife efreyfony! Frif twime to gow safe Affruhbrum!"
"HUH!?" answered everyone simultaneously.
Applejack swallowed her fritter and cleared her throat.
"Ah said, alright everypony! Time to go save Applebloom!"
The group all cheered as Big Mac blew his nose. Applejack didn't know what exactly was going on, but she knew this wasn't going to be any old adventure.
