☼ 𓂃𓃗𓂃
It was a regular old day of labor on the farm for Applejack before she could get to her favorite part, picking the apples. You watched in the distance as she climbed and jumped up the tree like an animal, giggling to yourself. Once her basket was full you appeared behind her, poking her two times on the shoulder. She jumped, dropping her basket before scratching the back of her head with an awkward laugh, blushing. Pleasant surprise…