Fruit
"Do you have the recipe?"
"No, Scootaloo had it yesterday when she fell into the lake." Applebloom ran around the kitchen at Sweet Apple Acres, looking for ingredients. "But don't worry, ah got it memorized.
Sweetie Belle just gave her a skeptical look. "If you're sure."
"Of course I'm sure." The farm filly shot back "Ah made it plenty of times with Applejack."
"Remember when we tried baking cupcakes?" Noticing Applebloom attempting to find everything, Sweetie Belle practiced using her magic to levitate the ingredients from the counter and floor to their work station.
“That was different” Applebloom snapped back, throwing a pie pan onto the counter
“I don’t see how. Hey where is Scootaloo anyways?”
“Ah think Rainbow Dash is helpin her with a new trick. Don’t worry, ah already have the first aid kit ready.”
“You know everytime you say don’t worry, it doesn’t make me worry any less.”
“Let’s just get to bakin! It’s gettin late.” She exclaimed throwing a little flour onto her friend.
“Fine” Sweetie Belle sighed surrendering.
It was getting late, and they knew that Big Mac and Cheerilee were meeting up soon for their one year anniversary dinner. As a present they decided to bake a pie.
“What are we going to put in it anyways.” Sweetie Belle started looking through the ingredients, some of which she didn’t recognize.
“Fruit. Duh.” The earth filly gave her friend a skeptical look and a light shove.
“I meant what kind of fruit?” She explained, returning the gesture.
“Ah spose’ that it would be, uhhhhhh, what’s the word?”
“Cliche’?” The unicorn offered
“Gesundheit.”
“No, it mean that it’s expected because it’s done so often. It’s not new.”
“How about a fruit salad pie?” The farmer asked motioning to a large bowl of assorted fruit
“I don’t know. Will it work with more then one kind of fruit?”
“Never hurt to try.”
“Yes it can. It can hurt a lot. Also, doesn’t Pinkie Pie keep pre-made pie crust in stock at Surgarcube Corner?”
“Ah think so. Why?”
“Since we don’t have the recipe and it’s getting late, why don’t you go see if you can get one?”
“Ah guess yer right. Wait, why do ah have to go get it?” Applebloom gave glared at her “Why can’t you?”
“Because you’re still not allowed to use knives.” Sweetie shot back with a gotcha smirk
Surrendering Applebloom started walking towards the door grumbling “I swear, you accidentally drop a butcher knife off a roof once while paintin a picture, and suddenly you’re not allowed near knives anymore.”
“Gee I wonder why.”
“Ah know right!”
“Just go.” Sweetie pushed Applebloom out the door and shut it.
“Ok let’s start with the apples and bananas. They seem like they’ll be the easiest.” Carefully using her magic she managed to core and peel the apples before dicing them. “I did it! I did it!” She chirped while jumping up and down in excitement. “Bananas next.” Failing to peel them with her magic, she gave up and did it by hoof. “I still don’t understand why Rarity likes trying to fit a entire one in her mouth. She said she is practicing, but who practices eating?” She started laughing at the memory of finding her older sister in her bedroom more then once, with the bananas. “Careful. Careful.” She told herself over and over, slicing the bananas into little circles.
“Mango next.”
***
“I can’t believe it’s already been a year.” Cheerilee giggled giving her coltfriend a hug.
“Eeyup. Where’d the time go?”
“I’m not quite sure.” Big mac gently stepped to the side, to allow Cheerilee inside. “So, what are we going to do tonight?”
“Dinner.” He motioned to the dinner table with a bowl of salad, and two plates with spaghetti squash spaghetti, and garlic bread.
The entire table lit but two candles.
“That is amazing Mac, and it smells so good.”
“Eeyup.” He pulled out her seat, in which she graciously accepted.
***
“Uhhhhggggg, why does there have to be so many grapes! Wait, I can get them all done at once.” Sweetie Belle pulled out a blender a made a grape sauce. “Ok last is the pineapple. How in Equestria's’ name do you cut this thing up?” She carefully cut off the top and bottom like she did to peel the oranges. “Like that.” She giggled. “Maybe, I need to roll this one also to get the skin off.” Sweetie carefully turned it over onto its side, and started rolling it. Using the knife just under the hard skin, cutting through into her frog. “Oh come on!!!” The filly fell to her flank at the sharp pain, before carefully wrapping her hoof in a rag.
“What in tarnation is goin on in here?” Applejack whispered, not wanting to further disrupt her brother on his date.
“The knife slipped.” She admitted sheepishly, holding her hoof tightly in order to stop the bleeding.
“What were ya tryin ta do? Commit fruit salad massacre?” The mare chuckled, motioning to the bowl of fruit salad, now covered in red.
“No, me and Applebloom are baking a fruit salad pie.”
She walked over and muzzled “If that’s what yall want to call that.” She lifted the injured filly up onto her back. “Let’s get ya cleaned up. Then we’ll talk about why a fruit salad pie won’t work. Where’s my lil sis anyways?”
“Getting a pie crust from Pinkie Pie. We didn’t have enough time to make it ourselves.”
‘’And Granny wonders why ah don’t let the three of yall in there by yerselves.”
***
“Hey Sweetie Belle, ah got the crust!” Applebloom exclaimed running into the kitchen. “Sweetie Belle?” She stopped and noticed the pineapple, still uncut and red everywhere. “She make a cherry sauce to put in it? We’ll clean up later, no time now.” She quickly cut up the rest of the fruit, and threw everything into the crust. Carefully, she created the signature Apple family pie top crust, then put it in the oven. “That’ll do. It should only take a few minutes to bake.” She told herself setting the timer. Turning around, she saw the mess and sighed. Grabbing a rag from the cabinet, she got to work. “Dang Sweetie Belle. Ditchin me to get out of cleaning up her mess.
The timer went off, just as she finished cleaning up the mess.
“Wooo eeee that sure smells good. Doesn’t smell like there are any cherries in it though. Reminder to self, ask her what was in it.” Putting it on the window sill to cool off, Applebloom started putting a tray together. Complete with with vanilla ice cream, whipped cream, and chocolate shaving. All courtesy of Pinkie Pie who was sad that Big Mac wouldn’t let her throw them a anniversary party. Hoping it was cooled off enough, she moved the pie to the tray.
“That’ll do it.”
“Applebloom, when did you get back?”
“Sweetie, what the hay happened to ya?” The earth filly ran up to her friend and started examining her injured hoof.
“Cut myself while preparing the fruit. You cleaning up in here? Thanks, I owe you one.”
“No problem. Even finished the pie. Wait a sec, that red stuff wasn’t cherries. Was it?”
They all looked over to the table, as their faces paled.
“You baked it!!!!!!” Applejack yelled in shock
“Girls, what’s going on in here?” Cheerilee asked, poking her head into the kitchen after hearing the yelling. It was then she noticed the tray. “Did you make this for us? Thank you girls, that was so sweet.” She picked up the tray and left.
Applejack ran after her
“Hold up one sec, I will not have no cannibalism in this house!”
“Hey Sweetie, want to go watch Scoots practice?”
“Sure, why not.”