“Discord, ya’ll better not be planning to mess with mah apples like yah did Rarity’s dresses.” Apple-Butt glared at me when I met with her the next morning.
“Of course not.” I spoke innocently. “I was only trying to help, just like Princess Celestia told me to. How was I supposed to know that sewing machines and curtains didn’t mix?” Apple-Butt only continued to glare.
“Just don’t mess anything up, or Ah’ll be telling the Princess mahself.” Apple-Butt warned.
“Whatever.” I rolled my eyes. “Just tell me what to do already.” Apple-Butt was silent for a while before she sighed and began to tell me what to do.
“Discord, what did yah do?!” Apple-Butt exclaimed as she saw every apple drop with a snap of my paw.
“You told me to make the apples drop so I made the apples drop.” I shrugged. I didn’t see what the big problem was; I did what she’d asked.
“Only the ripe ones!” Apple-Butt explained. “Yah’ll made every apple drop, even the unripe ones! Now there won’t be enough to feed everypony this winter!” I had to admit it, I felt pretty bad. Clicking my claws I ripened the rest of the apples.
“There, now they’re all ripe.” To my surprise Apple-Butt only groaned.
“Yeah, but now there’s too many.” She spoke like I was a foal. “We can’t eat all these apples; they’ll spoil before ah ever get halfway through them.” I paused a moment, looking around. I had never thought about it like that.
“Don’t worry I can fix this.” I spoke confidently. Apple-Butt only shook her head.
“Yah’ve done enough already Discord.” She stated. “Just go home.”
Okay I had to admit it, I felt really pretty bad for ruining an entire orchard-full of apples. Sure they were ‘just apples’ to me, but to Apple-Butt they were her life. Come to think of it, Rarity seemed pretty upset too. Maybe there was more to everypony’s job than just a job. I hated to admit it, but I was starting to understand why Solar-Butt gave me this mission.