Soon, the time was up, and the two teams had their barrels of cider. Big Macintosh and Apple Bloom were clearly outmatched. Luckily for them, their cider was to be judged on taste this time.
Granny Smith was to have the first glass. She feebly trotted up a small set of stairs onto a platform. She tried Apple Bloom's and Big Macintosh's cider. "Delicious!" she said into the megaphone, which was pointed towards the crowd of ponies. She then picked up the glass of the Flim Flam Brothers' cider. She took a sip from the glass. Prepared to denounce their cider, Granny Smith was surprised by how good it was.
"I LOVE IT!" she shouted, loud enough so that everypony in the crowd could hear without the megaphone.
Excitedly, the crowd went to try the cider for themselves. All of the ponies tried some of the Apple Family's cider first. They muttered compliments about the cider. Now it was time to try Flim and Flam's cider. Everypony tried some from the top barrel, which was the one that contained Big Mac's marijuana.
The tasters all had puzzled expressions on their faces for a moment. Suddenly, there was a huge commotion. Everypony started saying how they loved the cider, and wanted seconds. Especially Pinkie Pie, who had ten glasses. Soon enough, she was lying on her stomach with a unreadable, bland emotion of her face.
"Oh no, this ain't good," Apple Bloom said. "We don't even have Pinkie Pie on our side!"
"Looks like you owe us the deed to your orchard," Flim said.
"How 'bout y'all give us another day," Apple Bloom suggested. "And you'll give us back that deed if we...we, uh...if we plant apple trees all over Ponyville! Like Pony Appleseed!"
"Fine, kid," Flam agreed. "Don't expect to be the deed holder of this orchard for long,"
Flim and Flam hopped into the Super Speedy Cider Squeezy 7000, and drove away. The crowd of ponies left, leaving Apple Bloom and Big Macintosh alone.
Apple Bloom spun around to look at her older brother. "Now look what ya did!" she growled at him. "How are we gonna plant apple trees all over Ponyville by tomorrow mornin'?"
Big Macintosh opened his mouth to speak.
"Don't tell me that this was my idea, Mac, I already know!" Apple Bloom shouted at her brother. "Now help me think of somethin'!"
Big Macintosh thought for a moment, before whispering something into Apple Bloom's ear.
"That's impossible!" Apple Bloom replied. "The seven of us could never plant so many trees in a day!"
Big Macintosh whispered something else into her ear.
"Great idea, brother!" Apple Bloom cried. "Let's not hesitate! We gotta get crackin'!" She galloped away, followed by Big Macintosh.