1 Bushel

[sailoryup]

[Hey, another horse on the nature deck! That's not too unusual this week except...is that a green apple on his butt?

The strong-looking stallion doesn't seem to notice Cambot or pay it any heed, just looking around the trees on the deck, craning his neck to look up at the leaves. Looking disappointed, he keeps moving, Cambot following.

He stops when he finds that open patch of field in the corner of the nature deck, soil looking ready to be tilled. The pony tilts his head, pawing at the dirt with one hoof, then nodding and looking satisfied.]

Eeeeyup.

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[sailoryup]

[He's still just looking rather surprised and confused. How in the hay did he get here anyway?]

[sailorlaughter]

[She hops up next to him to peer out.] The space whales haven't actually been back around for a while, but I'm sure they're somewhere around!

[sailoryup]

[Pinkie, you're not exactly helping his nerves here. He's never been in space before, what is this?]

[sailorlaughter]

Aw, it's okay! Space isn't so bad! We can even go flying out there if we put suits on!

[sailoryup]

[His ears go a little flat. That doesn't sound very much fun to him. He'd much rather be home with the apple orchard and Granny Smith and his sisters.]