Well, it’s not like I can lie to my friend. “Huh, that’s the first time I’ve ever heard you were gunna do that.
Beebeep apple mac#
“Big Mac over here helped me out with that so I guess I’ll be on my way.”īefore I have the chance to go ANYWHERE, Applejack asks the dreaded question.
Extended conversation will just distract me from my work, so I try to skedaddle as quickly as possible. I have no interest in talking about it at this moment. “Hey, AJ! I just came to buy a couple apples to get myself some energy while I work out at the gym.” I’m really hoping she doesn’t ask why I’m going. I turn to see my friend Applejack, grinning in curiosity as to why I’m here. “Howdy there Rainbow! What brings you here so early in the mornin’?” “Thanks!”Īs I turn to fly away, a familiar friendly voice calls from behind me. I hand him the currency, and he exchanges it for two mouth-watering, golden delicious apples. “Awesome!” I reach into my bag and pull out four bits, two for each apple. Would it be alright if I purchased a few from you?” That’s why I try to phrase my questions and statements so they can be answered with a “yes” or “no”. I guess there are some things you just can’t change, and his speech is one of those things. On occasion, I've attempted to break his slightly annoying habit, but try as I might, nothing worked. It’s strange the only words I’ve ever heard him say were “yup” and “nope.” Nothing else. “Hey Big Mac!” I greet him, “Nice day isn’t it?” He must have just harvested them, for they look deliciously fresh.
Beebeep apple full#
Trotting up to the door, I notice Big Macintosh heaving a wagon jammed full of golden yellow apples. Swooping down to ground level, my eyes come upon the huge, red, hulk of a barn belonging to Applejack and her family. Which reminds me, I didn’t bring a snack for energy! When working out, it’s crucial to have enough energy to last the exercise period, and apples can provide enough quick energy to help me through the day. I pass over Sweet Apple Acres on my way there, seeing its almost endless horizon of apple trees. I head out the door and start flying towards my destination, the Healthy Hooves Athletic Club, or HHAC. I gather my workout gear and neatly pack it all in my duffle bag. After a little while of some very relaxing stretching, I go through my daily morning routine of taking a bath, brushing my mane, etcetera.Īfter breakfast, it’s time to start training. “Bee-beep! Bee-beep! Be-” I shut the alarm off and crawl out of bed. “Bee-beep! Bee-beep! Bee-beep! Bee-beep!” That alarm clock annoys me to death, especially when it’s set to wake me up prior to seven o’clock.