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// Chapter 7: Peach Wine 
// Story: Technically, not terrible 
// by Admiral Biscuit 
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Technically, not terrible
Chapter 7: Peach Wine

“And what is this?”

Peachy Keen swallowed a lump in her throat.  “It’s peach wine, if it pleases you.”

Big Mac frowned.  “It’s technically not terrible.”  He passed the glass to his sister.  “AJ, what do you think?”

She took a sip.  “Fruity, that’s a plus.  High proof, another plus.  But it’s peach. Therefore, I too, return a neutral verdict.  Apple Bloom?”

The youngest Apple took a taste.  “Meh from me.”

“That’s three neutral votes,” Big Mac said.  “You know the rules.”

Peachy Keen nodded.  “To the elder.”

“To the elder.”

The younger Apple siblings reverently passed the glass to Granny Smith, who took one sip and spit it out on the floor.  “Pah.  Peach?  Off with her head.”

Applejack shrugged, and picked up her sword.  “Well, sorry, but you heard the verdict.”