Knock! Knock!
Slowly the front door swung open to reveal Granny Smith. "Why, hello there young'uns."
"Trick or treat!" chorused six fillies.
"My, my, what do we 'ave here."
"We're the Elements of Harmony!" cried one of the fillies.
"Oh, yes, Ah can see that. Well, here's some treats." She reached for the bowl of candy sitting on the table next to the front door. "One for the Twilight," she said, depositing a piece into a bucket.
"Thank you," said the little blue unicorn wearing fake wings and a crown.
"And one for the Fluttershy."
"Thanks Granny Smith."
"And one for the Rarity."
"Thank you... darling," giggled the little filly.
"A piece for the Rainbow Dash."
"Awesome!" squeaked the little indigo filly.
"One for the Pinkie Pie."
"ThankYou!ThankYou!ThankYou!!!" gushed the pony as she bounced up and down.
"And finally, one for Apple...." Granny Smith paused and rubbed her eyes. "Do my eyes deceive me? You don't look like mah Applejack."
The little purple filly said, "I'm not. I'm Starlight Glimmer."
"Ah thought that you six were the Elements of Harmony."
"We are!" they chorused.
Granny Smith rubbed her chin. "Applejack is the sixth Element of Harmony."
The purple filly spat, "No pony wants to be Applejack. And even if they did, they don't make Applejack costumes."