Big Mac sighed as Applebloom paced around the living room as the rest of them ate breakfast. He was hoping this wouldn’t happen again…
“What does a tree do when it falls in a forest, but nopony’s there ta see it?” She muttered to herself, “Does it make a sound? Does it give a flash of light?”
He swallowed his annoyance with a bit of Apple Fritters, Applejack and Granny doing the same.
Every Apple went through this at some point.
“Nopony can know if it makes a sound, cause they’d need ta hear it, and then that’d ruin the whole thing!”
With a swig of some juice, he finished his meal and left Applebloom to stew over the unfathomable for some farm work.
A farm doesn’t farm itself when nopony’s around, after all.