This
was a stupid idea.
These
words went through Appleblooms mind over and over again, as she
looked at the swamp before her. When she saw the swamp on the map,
she expected anything but flames shooting up from the ground
everywhere. The filly looked back at the cart she was dragging. It
was pretty heavy, which didn't bother her that much but it was made
almost entirely out of wood. Very flamable wood.
Still,
if she ever wanted to prove to her sister, that she didn't need
babysitting she had to

Watch
where you sit
Slowly
the door of the Sweet Apple Acres barn creaked open, letting a ray of
light into the recently constructed building. A small, purple dragon
carefully looked around before he crept inside, closing the door
again behind him. It was applebuck season and the workload this year
was gigantic. Even though Big Macintosh could help this year and even
cousin Braeburn was there to help, he and the ponies still had to
help. Spike wouldn't have any of it though, he was a baby dragon