Wheat’s father approaches the two right as they are about to knock on the door. He clears his throat and wears a blank expression as he speaks, “Anything Ah can help ya with?” He mentally smirks as he watches the two well known con artists jump and turn around to face him.
“Oh, yes, yes mister Wheat there is something indeed you can help us with as the matter appropriately concerns you and your family!” Flim says with a winning smile, “Isn't that right brother?” He looks to the pony to his right who almost looks identical to him except he has a mustache.
Flam smiles and starts his pitch, “Oh yes yes! Because you see, your wheat is the one and only special type that we need to make our super duper special wonder bread. It’s something new we are working on, and well we were hoping to buy a field here so we can grow some of the amazing golden wheat by learning how from you.” He continues wearing his business smile as he watches Sweet Wheat’s father.
Sweet Wheat’s father continues to stare at the two con ponies, until he eventually lets out a hearty laugh. When his laugh finally comes to an end he wipes a tear from his eye and speaks, “Oh boy… that was the funniest thing Ah have ever heard.” His expression then turns to one of stone. “Now listen here, none of these here fields are for sale, and they ain’t gonna be for sale. they are proudly owned by the Wheat family, that have been here for generations, but if you would like to buy some wheat Ah ain't got no problem with that. But if it's fer property, Ah decline. Now either buy some wheat, or get off my property.” He continues to wear that same expression as he said all he had to say.
The two brothers look at each other, and it’s Flam who speaks first, “Oh well, that is a shame mister Wheat! But we will happily buy say… 50 bushels of wheat?”.
Sweet Wheat’s father nods, “Well if you have the bits, then we have a sale.”
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“Ugh! Come on Wheatie…. I thought you were going to be doing the work, not me!” Sweet Breeze says, as she complains while pulling the plow behind her, as her best friend Sweet Wheat walks beside her.
Wheat giggles as she watches her fillyhood friend struggle with the farming equipment. “Oh come on now Breezie, it's not that heavy and if Ah recall the other day ya said ya wanted to give this farming thing a try, and besides yer a pegasus ain’tcha? Ah thought you were ‘sposed to be strong.” She smirks as she looks down at her friend who’s wings shoot out defensively as she stiffens up and turns to her with a wide eyed expression.
“Hey! That's not fair! Yeah I wanted to try out this farming stuff, and yes I am strong, thank you very much! But you earth ponies you have this... This… this weird superpony strength that makes it where you can pull this stuff easier!” Breeze then looks forward at the rest of the acre she volunteered to do. She looks to her friend with malice in her eyes, and when she goes to speak, one could swear they could hear a growl in her voice “You... Owe... me... big time for this….”
Wheat smiles and pats her friend on the back, “Oh really? Well how about this, since this field isn’t supposed to be ready for a few days, how about we quit for the day and me and you go over to Sugarcube corner and get some milkshakes?” She keeps her hoof on her friend’s back as she waits for her answer.
Breeze hums like she’s thinking about it then with a small squee, “Deal. Now get me outta this harness…. oh you also owe me a back massage because...ow this thing really hurts.”
Sweet moves to start undoing the harness and her ears perk at what sweet breeze said. “Oh? Well alright, Ah’ll keep that in mind.” She goes to remove the last clip on the harness. “Okay, just this last one then we can go”
“Finally! I thought you were going to take forever!” Breeze giggles, then looks over to the farmhouse and sees Flim and Flam with her friends father on the porch. “Hey? Why is your dad with Flim and Flam?” She feels the last clip get undone from the harness and she lifts her hoof in the direction.
“Huh?” Sweet Wheat looks over to where her friend is pointing and sees the ponies in question “Ugh...probably up to no good again, I’m sure. Now, come on before we head out, let's go see what they are up to.”
Breeze nods and the two mares make their way over to the porch.
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Sweet Wheat and Sweet Breeze arrive at the porch right as the two stallions are leaving from the deal they just made. The two stallions tip their hats. “Good day ladies,” they both say as they walk off.
Sweet looks back to them and the stallions must have thought they were out of earshot when she hears Flim speak to his brother, “Well..that didn't go as planned do you have any ideas”
Flam smirks, “Of course I do dear brother, it's simple. If they don't want to sell us a field or two, we will force them to...by running this farm into the ground.”
Sweet can't hear what Flim’s response is to what his brother said as they are now out of earshot, but she knows whatever it is, it can't be good, as both share a laugh and disappear down the dirt road.
She whispers to herself, “Ah knew those stallions were up to no good… Ah won’t worry Pa and Ma about it Ah’ll take care of it myself” She then walks up to her father and nuzzles him a hello, “Hey Pa, so what’s up with the two con ponies this time?”
Her father returns the nuzzle and he smiles, “Oh don't worry about it sweetheart, they were just buying some bushels for their new product that’ll probably fail I’m sure.”
Breeze nickers at that “Pfft… knowing them, there's no doubt”
Sweet nods, “Mhmm… well hey Pa, me and Breezie are gonna go to Sugarcube Corner for a while, do ya want anything while I’m out?”.
He goes to speak, then stops when he hears his wife call for him. “Stone Wheat! Come here please, I need a little help.”
Stone Wheat turns his head towards the door and he knows it's serious when she calls him by name “Aright hun! Ah’ll be there in a second!” He turns his attention back to the two mares, “Well Ah suppose Ah could go for an apple cobbler, now ya’ll have fun and don't stay out too late ya hear?” He hugs his daughter.
Sweet smiles and hugs back, “We won't pa.” She turns to Breeze, “Hey, Ah’ll race ya!”
Breeze smirks, “Oh, you’re on cowgirl!”
Stone chuckles as he sees the two turn and take off down the cobblestone path till it meets the dirt road, and they continue to sprint till they reach sugarcube corner where he can’t see them anymore, and he goes inside to help his wife.
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The two make it to the door of the one and only Sugarcube Corner, sliding to a stop.
“I win!” Breeze announces.
“No way! We got here at the same time! Now lets get our flanks in there!” She giggles and pants, slightly outta breath. She hears her friend laugh at her then head inside and Sweet thinks to herself, “Should Ah at least tell Breezie what Ah heard? Maybe Ah’ll tell her later back at home.” She then turns and follows her friend inside.