Rainbow Dash and Applejack sat on the picnic blanket with their friends, while Dash explained how they almost had hail with the storm yesterday.
“So then Flitter flew into the storm, it was a total Please Celestia, but I knew the playbook and took off to the other side of the park to run defense. The storm clouds tried to pile me, and they weren't that concerned about unnecessary roughness, but I held the line and Flitter pulled that hail cloud right out of the pocket. By then, the clouds I was blocking didn't matter so I squared in and she spiked it to me then re-positioned, I bucked it back to her, and from there on it was a blow out.”
“Way to go, RD!” Applejack said happily, bumping hooves with Dash, while the others looked on confused.
“What. . . did that mean?” Twilight asked cautiously, obviously not used to be lost in a conversation based on vocabulary.
Applejack smiled and rolled her eyes. “They weren't gonna be able to get rid of the hail, but Flitter tried a long shot plan, and Dash figured just what she was up to. So Dash went and kept more'a the storm clouds from pilin' on her while Flitter got that hail cloud. Dash moved away from the clouds she was holdin' back and Flitter bucked the hail cloud to 'er. After that it was easy.”
Dash nodded, and grinned, giving AJ a quick nuzzle. “I'm glad somepony else here speaks hoofball.”