"Come on Apples!" Granny Smith shouted from downstairs to everypony inside the house, "We've gotta go or else we're gonna be late. the last thing we wanna do is upset the lord and go to hell."
"We're on our way, Granny. Just give me a minute," Applejack said upstairs, "The only thing I hate about church is gettin' dressed up. This is the only time of the week, that when I'm here, I feel like I'm arguin' with Rarity and not Granny Smith." Applejack let out a big sigh and started going downstairs. She mumbled under her breath, "Act like Rarity this week and knock out your dentures, Granny. I swear. Let's just sit through and get this over with already."
Applejack grabbed her Bible off the table and was face to face with Granny Smith. Applejack wanted to say so many things to her as Granny Smith inspected her attire. Applejack wore a white dress shirt and had her hair in a bun instead of her usual pony tail. "Applejack!" Granny Smith said angrily, "You should know how to fix up your collar by now. Even Winona can keep her collar on neater than you! And she's a dog! And wear your perfume! The last thing I want God to smell is cow manure! Fix your self up pronto!"
Applejack let out a big grumble and headed back up stairs, "She wants us all to hurry and then scrutinizes every little detail on attire!" Applejack set her Bible in the sink and fixed her collar, "She's just like Rarity! I swear! If she weren't so old I'd knock out what was left of her teeth, if she had any! Now where's that Awful smellin' flower poop in a bottle!"
Applejack gave herself a few quick sprits of the perfume and gagged. Applejack wasn't a very frilly and girly mare. She was a down-to-earth pony. That would explain the fact about being an earth pony, right? Applejack couldn't even stand being a Rarity-type pony for even one day. Applejack was always independent from any stereotype and group, other than her church. Which, in the long run, was worth all this aggravation.
The church was a very small church that could seat about 100 people altogether. It wasn't like a huge mega church or anything. That's how AJ loved a church. Not too big and not too small. The church was always filled with great pleasure and joy. They all sang hymns and listened to the pastor with great intent and study.
Applejack would study the Bible with great curiosity under strict guidelines from the church. These guidelines would say to read certain chapters or skip certain verses to avoid the frustration of the reader. Applejack always stayed true to her pastor and his strict teachings. He would always say, "Love Jesus!" or "Jesus is our savior," or, "Jesus will cure you and do miracles," and stuff like that. Applejack was very true to her church and her family guidelines.