"Why the hell should I help you?" Grif said, kicking his leg free from Sarge.
"Because Simmons is probably doing something productive and I would rather not get the blues involved with anything that has to do with me." Sarge said. He then looked at him with a evil smile. "It also helps that I love seeing you miserable."
"Well sorry to burst your bubble but I already have plans for today."
"Did I hear that right?" Sarge muttered as he stopped in his tracks and shook his head violently in disbelief. "You, of all people, have plans?"
"Yeah I was going to hang out with Fluttershy and probably sleep the day away."
"Those aren't plans." Sarge grunted.
"Right, because you're the one to talk to about flawless plans."
Fluttershy poked her head out the door and stared curiously at the pair.
"Well plans change." Sarge said, starting to drag Grif again.
"What are you going to be doing?" Fluttershy asked quietly.
"Applejack and I have a little thing going to see who is... well I don't know what it is we're doing exactly, but I sure as hell am not about to go and let her win without a fight."
"Then what am I supposed to do?" Grif asked. "I don't want to fucking compete."
"I don't want you to compete you idiot, I want you to think of things for us to do."
"Wait so let me get this straight." Grif blinked. "You want me... to make competitions for you and Applejack to compete in?"
"Yeah, your point?" Sarge asked bemusedly.
"Nothing." Grif coughed. "Sure why not, I guess I could do that."
"It wasn't your choice anyways, but at least now I won't have to drag you."
"Should I come too?" Fluttershy asked.
"Nah you stay here. Today is your day off, remember?" Grif stated with a smile.
Fluttershy nodded slowly as she met Grif's smile with her own.
"I think I'll be back pretty soon so just, well, do nothing I guess."
"Okay." Fluttershy said quietly.
"Alright so what kind of challenges should I make you guys do?" Grif asked as he started towards Sweet Apple Acres."
"They have to be an actual challenge for one." Sarge said as he hit Grif on the head. "Napping isn't a challenge so you can't make us do that. Do things that are hard to do that I wouldn't normally do. In other words tell us to do things you would never do.""
"Fine, I'll try to think of some stuff on the way." Grif muttered as he rubbed his head.
They quickly arrived at the farm to see Applejack tilling the soil with Big Mac, while the girls were still playing on the swing.
"Howdy Grif." Applejack greeted with sweat beading down her face.
"Hey." Grif greeted back.
"It's awfully nice of ya t' come on out here on yer own time."
"Thanks I guess." Grif said. He turned to the work horse who continued working silently. "Big Mac right?"
"Eeyup." Big Mac grunted as he continued tilling the dirt.
"Get any ideas 'bout some competitions?" Applejack asked.
"I have a few, can I just talk to you for a second?" Grif asked as he avoided Sarge's eye contact.
"Ah suppose." Applejack said.
"What do you have to say to her?" Sarge asked.
"That would ruin the surprise." Grif tutted as he walked away from Sarge with Applejack.
"Watcha want t' talk about Grif?" Applejack asked once they were out of Sarge’s hearing range.
"Just want to run through some challenge ideas with you."
"Alright, what didja have in mind?"
"First off what challenges have you guys done before?"
"Well, the first thing that started it all was me beatin' Sarge at an eatin' contest, but he got two points for buckin' apples and fightin' the timberwolves."
"Damn, he's in the lead?" Grif muttered. "Alright, now what are some of your special talents?"
"Special talents?" Applejack asked, tapping her chin lightly. "Well ah suppose ah'm good at cookin', and ah'm pretty good at herdin' critters."
"Great." Grif said with a smirk. "Let's go get started then, shall we?"
Applejack nodded and they made their way back to Sarge who was standing idly, watching Big Mac work.
"Okay, let's get this started so I can get home quickly."
"What makes you think it will be over quick?" Sarge asked.
"Oh no reason." Grif chuckled. "Let's get to the inside of the house for the first challenge."
"Inside? I told you no napping you dumbass."
"Don't worry Sarge I would never let you do something as artistic as napping."
"Then what're ya gunna make us do?" Applejack asked.
"For the first challenge you two are going to cook me up a little snack." Grif said.
"What?" Sarge exclaimed. "You must be out of your mind if you think I'm going to cook you anything."
"You told me you wanted a challenge. Well I'm giving you one." Grif chortled.
"Yeah, but I said they needed to be something that we would be even in. Something either both of us are good at or both of us are bad at."
"Actually Sarge, you told me to make you do things that you would never do." Grif chuckled. "You never said anything about me telling you to do things that you and Applejack were either good or bad at."
Sarge's entire body trembled in anticipation as he got ready to beat Grif to his ass for the second time that day.
"It's either you do this or you give up and give her a point by default." Grif quickly added.
"Now hang on there, ah don't think ah kin do a challenge if ah have th' upper hoof." Applejack said.
"You guys asked me to come here and give you guys something to do.” Grif said as a smile crept onto his muzzle. “Well I went out of my way on my own time to come here and give you something to do, so as far as I'm concerned whoever forfeits first gives the other a point."
Applejack shared a glance with Sarge. "He has a point." Applejack said. "We did make him come over here."
"This doesn't exactly seem fair." Sarge grunted.
"It isn't." Grif snickered. "Now hurry up I'm starting to get hungry."
Sarge grumbled as he slowly walked towards the house, Applejack quickly following his lead.
"I can just tell this is going to be a good day." Grif said before walking after them.