Pruning In The Spring
"...and that is why it's always important to cut off diseased limbs," Cherry Jubilee explained with a final flourish of her hoof. "These trees are our livelihood, after all."
The pudgy unicorn colt next to her stared up in amazement. "Whoooooooa. I never knew my special talent could be so useful!"
Cherry laughed, ruffling his mane. "Don't sell yourself short, Snips. A lot of things need to be cut in this world. You just need to know what to cut, and how to do it right."
"But Mom always says I'll be a low-class laborer!"
The mare huffed indignantly. "First of all, laborers aren't low-class, they're high-effort. Every job takes a lot of work, but some jobs focus on fancy and others are very practical. More importantly, though, you've got to remember something: were you born with your cutie mark?"
"...nnnnnoooooo?" Snips tilted his head. "Why's that important?"
"Well, if you weren't born with your cutie mark, that means you had to have some influence on what it was, right? You were the one that had that epiphany, nopony else, and that means only you decide what your special talent is." Cherry smiled fondly. "Back when I first got my cutie mark, everypony assumed I was going to be a baker or... well, something else. But I moved out here and planted this orchard, and now Dodge Junction is on the map."
"Oh. So... I can be a high-class laborer?"
"You can be anything you want to be," Cherry replied. "As long as you work hard at it! You get out what you put in, and all that--"
"Um, excuse me?" A yellow pegasus descended from the sky, grinning meekly. "Hi, um. I don't know if you remember me, but--"
"Miss Fluttershy?" Snips tilted his head. "What are you doing at auntie Cherry's place?"
"Oh! Cherry is your aunt?"
"Married his mother's brother," the mare explained casually. "Fluttershy, was it? I remember, you were one of those ponies that came to help work AJ out of her funk!"
"Um, yes." She bit her lip. "Sorry about what happened with, um, with the line and all that..."
"Low damage, had it insured," Cherry replied with a dismissive wave. "Lost some good workers, though... what brings you out here anyway?"
Fluttershy flicked her mane out of her eyes. "Well, you see, my friend Rainbow Dash has this pet tortoise--"
"Oh, the flying turtle?" Snips grinned. "Yeah, I've seen him! Does he like cherries or something?"
"...maybe, but that's besides the point." Fluttershy waved about the orchard. "You see, last winter he got caught up in a gale or something--wild weather from the Everfree--and, well, by the time anypony noticed Rainbow had kind of already assumed he was--tortoises burrow into the ground and hibernate under trees, you see, so she thought he was just under one of the local trees, and we, um, that is me and my other friends, we thought it best if she kept thinking that, and... well, he might be here, and I want to get him before, uh, Rainbow gets too worried."
"So you're looking for a flying turtle under one of my trees," Cherry deadpanned.
"Tortoise."
"Right." The mare gave Fluttershy a sly grin. "I've never heard a metaphor that creative, but there are plenty of single stallions looking for a night of fun--"
"W-W-What?!" The pegasus blushed furiously. "No, I'm serious! He'd be green, and, and about this big and maybe have a propeller on him, it could be broken I guess--"
Cherry burst out laughing. "Alright, alright, I'll stop. Come on, Snips, why don't we help Fluttershy find her friend's--" She snorted. "--flying turtle? Pfff..."
"He's a tortoise," Fluttershy mumbled from behind her mane as the group started to wander through the orchard.
"Tortoise, turtle, armadillo, they've all got shells right?" Snips shrugged. "I don't see what the big deal is."
"Well, turtles are aquatic reptiles with flippers, while tortoises are landbased and have feet." Fluttershy gave Snips a look. "And armadillos are actually mammals with plates, not solid shells. They all eat different things, too, turtles tend to go after fish while armadillos are mostly insectivores. Tortoises can have a wide variety of diets, but most of them prefer leafy plants like lettuce--"
"Okay, okay, I get it!" Snips rolled his eyes. "They're all very different animals." He turned to an amused Cherry Jubilee. "You should hear her go on about birds--OH MY GOSH THAT'S PRINCESS CELESTIA!"
Fluttershy smiled to herself. "I'm sure it is, Snips."
"NO REALLY! RIGHT THERE!" The unicorn pointed. "SHE'S STEALING FROM THAT CHERRY TREE!"
"She does that, hon." Cherry shrugged helplessly. "I think she gets some sort of thrill from it. You see how she's dressed in all black and not using her magic?"
"Wait, what?" Fluttershy turned, gasping when she saw a white alicorn hop from tree to tree. "Wait, she's actually here?"
"Does this every year." Cherry rolled her eyes. "I don't know why, though. Never worked up the gumption to ask, but it's great for advertising. Of course she denies everything," she added with a grin, "and I might of recieved a cease and desist order from her once for using her image."
"Really?"
"Yep. So I sent her a bill for the missing cherries, factoring in the effort it should have taken to harvest, and let her know in no uncertain terms I'd bring this to court." The mare pulled a camera from her saddlebags, snapping pictures. "We've got a little agreement now: she steals cherries, I use the pics in my ads, and nopony asks any questions."
"It's just... incredible to see Princess Celestia doing something like this," Fluttershy murmured. "Twilight would be freaking out if she saw this."
Snips grinned broadly. "My aunt knows Celestia!"
"Of course I don't, Snips. It's all a big publicity stunt."
The unicorn frowned. "But... you just said--"
"--that nobody asks questions." Cherry Jubilee sighed. "It's not like we talk that often. I've got a good thing going here, don't... don't go ruining it by bragging, okay dear?"
"Um... alright." Snips stared, wide-eyed, as Celestia leapt into another tree. "I don't think anypony would believe this though...."
Fluttershy blinked, lowering her eyes. "Wait... that tree she just jumped in--look at the roots!" She galloped forward.
"Fluttershy--!" Cherry rushed after her. "What are you doing?!"
"I think Tank is under that tree!"