By Alesiopdv
"Mailbox"
Life on the Apple´s farm worked like a well greased machine because every member took on a different chore each day. Be it wash the dishes, take out the trash, feed the animals or pick up the mail.
Today it was Big Mac´s turn to check the mailbox. He opened it and found the usual fliers and magazines along with bills to pay and a curious tiny pink box. Big Mac opened it and found a rather tempting apple flavored cupcake that he finished in one gulp. He came back home with the letters on his mouth and found her sister Applejack waiting in the doorway.
“Any letters for me, big bro?”
“Eeeenope.”
Next day it was Apple Bloom´s turn. She had to bring a stool to reach the mailbox and when she opened it, the content fell on her head. She rummaged throguh the letters to see if her package had arrived but no such luck. She did found a pink box with a green cupcake that she devoured. She came back to the house with the letter and founder her sister waiting.
“Any letters for me, sugarcube?”
“Ah don´t think so. And ah won´t get mah Cutie Mark fer Mad Science either…”
“Thanks heavens,” Applejack murmured.
The next day it was Granny Smith´s turn. Applejack was already waiting on the doorway to see if there was any package for her. She waited, watching her grandmother very slowly reaching the mailbox. Very, very slowly. She almost fell asleep on one point while she waited for the elder pony to figure out how to get the letters out of the mailbox. Once Granny Smith finally started going back with the letters in her mouth, Applejack realized she got chores to do at the barn and had no time to lose.
“Bye Granny!” she said, rushing past Granny Smith.
“Wait! Ah think yah got a package! Damn kids, always rushing. Okay, ah guess ah´ll take this cupcake then. Mmmh, tastes like apples.”
Finally, the day after that, Pinkie Pie decided to take matters on her own hooves. She fifn´t let the package on the mailbox like the others but instead knocked on the door of the Apples residence. She wanted an explanation as to why Applejack hasn´t say anything about the cupcakes she has especially baked for her the past couple days. She waited at the doorway with her arms crossed and her face in a very un-Pinkie Pie frown.
Upon taking a look at her, Applejack let go a chuckle.
“Thursdays Pinkie Pie, that´s the day ah got the mail.”
Before Pinkie could say anything, Applejack gave her a kiss on the cheek and took the cupcake. Finally able to taste it, she put on the biggest smile possible, making Pinkie smile as well.