The young fillies, Apple Bloom and Babs Seed, formerly known as Alex and Brad Smith, were tired out from their play time and decided to take a rest. Apple Brown Betty covered them up with a blanket and placed pillows under their heads. The girl's began to dream about the big family reunion and meeting Applejack and Big MacIntosh. And, Granny Smith would be there as well!
In their dream, The trip from Manhattan to the family farm was going to take several days journey. Granny Smith, Apple Bloom, and Babs Seed sat in the back of a vehicle traveling to take the three to the Smith family farm. Apple Bloom was bursting with excitement. She was going on her first road trip and to join her brother, Big MacIntosh, and her sister, Applejack, as well as Granny Smith. Babs Seed was just there for the ride and to go along with her cousin. Luckily for the fillies, the adult ponies had organized the trip and pulled their resources to make sure Apple Bloom would be able to make it to her farm.
Apple Bloom's memories were fuzzy at best. She remembered Zap Apple Season and the silly rituals her grandmother went to make sure the harvest was successful. The delicious taste of an open-faced Zap Apple Jam sandwich made her hungry. "Granny, do you have any Zap Apple Jam?" The little filly tried her best pouty face, like the time she got Twilight Sparkle to stay and eat with the Apple Family.
Granny Smith pulled out some bread and a jar of Zap Apple Jam. "Ah sure have, Apple Bloom...You want to try some, youngin?" She asked her other grand daughter.
Babs blew some hair from her mane out of her face, and said, "Yeah, sure, I've nevah had any of that Zap Apple Jam 'for...." She then watched and heard the tale of how Granny Smith was one of the original settler ponies who helped discover the town known as Ponyville, where all the citizens near Canterlot lived and worked. "Wowza! The Apple Family founded Ponyville?" Babs exclaimed as she seemed more interested in the elderly mares' tales.
Granny Smith smiled at the two fillies, "Darn Tootin'! It takes exactly Five days to harvest Zap Apples, and you have to pick them on the 5th day, otherwise, no Zap Apple Jam fer anypony!"
The girls got to sample the delicious Zap Apple Jam sandwiches and Babs got her first taste of the Apple Family cooking. "I wonder what other foods will be at the farm?"
Granny Smith rattled off names of ponies that also were food items made with Apples, the main staple of any ponies' diets. "There's Apple Fritters, Apple Dumplin's, Apple Brioches, Candy Apples, and of course, Apple Brown Betty....the dessert, not your auntie, who was so kind as to keep you youngin's entertained until she told me you were feeling homesick. Kinda like how Applejack when she went to Manehattan when she was a filly."Apple Bloom was not born yet when Applejack left for the big city of Manehattan, the Equestrian version of where Babs and Apple Bloom were at.
Soon, the vehicle pulled up to the family farm. The farm had a barn, a farm house, and some stables where the farm animals were kept. There were no apple trees on the farm, but Apple Bloom had the seeds from the apples her Aunt Betty saved for her and Babs to plant as a gift for Applejack and Big Mac. "Perhaps we can plant these here seeds, and grow some apples for sellin'. And I can earn mah Cutie Mark in sellin' apples!" Apple Bloom hoped she would be able to sell all kinds of apple-products.
Babs and Apple Bloom finished their apple juice boxes and apple slices, as well as their Zap Apple Jam sandwiches. "Here we are, youngins. Sweet Apple Acres! Now, Ah know this isn't Ponyville, so we need to help your sister Applejack and Big MacIntosh fix up the farm." The girls nodded in agreement and waited for the car to stop at the farm limits. "This is as far as I can go," The driver said, Granny Smith paid the driver and got the girls to carry their gifts and their meager possessions to the farm house. The girls politely waited on the front porch, dropping off their things and the gifts, while Granny Smith knocked on the door. "Hello, Any Pony home?" The eldery mare called into the house. There was no answer. "We should have written them a letter." Granny Smith huffed and sat herself on the front porch rocker.