>>10562
>Applejack rolls her eyes.
"White sand? Shucks, Rarity is always into some silly fashion thing"
>>10569
>Applejack turns to Cloudhead.
"Your welcome! Now work, lets see..."
>She takes a moment to think.
"South Field ain't ripe yet, but we could use some help processing the apples we've picked so far. We'll need some time for Granny Smith to settle back in, but you could come tomorrow"
>Granny Smith nods in agreement.
"I can teach them a thing or two"