Spike: Uh, Twi-

Twilight: Not now, Spike! I'm the middle of a very delicate experiment.

S: Yeah, about that....

T: Spike! I must concentrate. Please keep quiet.

S: Uh, are you sure it will work?

T: ....

S: Twilight?

T: ....

S: Okay, then. I'm putting these over there.

He put a plate with doughnuts on a desk nearby.

S: I'll be cleaning room 145. Bye!

T: ....

S: Jeez. Take minute and take a bite, would ya?

Twilight remained fixed on her spell, while the dragon left the room. Until the delicious perfumed of vanilla spread came to her nostrils.

T: Hmmm. Oh no! I must remain concentrated.

The sweet smell of chocolate and sprinkles took his toll.

T: Must... remain... concentrated.

Followed by the strawberry filling and the floating powdered sugar.

T: MUST.... REMAIN....

The apple turned a darker red.

T: Phew! That should do.

She swiped her forehead with a forehoof. She then heard the familiar voice of her farmer friend coming from the other room.

Applejack: Hey, Spike! Do you know where's Twilight?

S: She is in her study. She's busy working on that request you asked her for.

AJ: Oh. So, I better not bother her, then.

Twilight shouted in their direction.

T: Applejack! You can come in! I'm done.

AJ: Okay! I'm coming, sugarcube.

Applejack trotted in, saluting her friend with a gesture of her hat.

AJ: Howdy, Twilight.

T: Hello Applejack.

AJ: So, did you make it?

T: Yes. But somepony must taste it before coming to a conclusion.

AJ: Want me to?

T: Uh... I thought of Pinkie Pie, since, you know, she has a stronger stomach and...

AJ: Sorry Twilight, but I heard she left for the day. She was planning for a party outside Ponyville.

T: Oh no.

AJ: Don't worry, sugarcube. I'll be the... how you call somepony who...

T: Guinea pig?

AJ: Ah don't know what it is, but it must very tough to take so many abuse. And ah'm a tough pony. So, don't worry.

T: Applejack! It is not about be tough it is...

The orange pony took it in her hooves.

AJ: Too late for that.

T: Ah!!!

And she took a big bite, her moves followed by a concern purple mare. She chew, nonchalantly.

T: So... how does it taste?

Master note taker at work, the purple princess had quill and scroll floating with her magic.

T: Does it taste good? Sweeter?

Applejack grimaced.

T: It tastes bad isn't?

AJ: No. It doesn't. Ah... just don't know...

T: What do you mean?

AJ: It tastes like... vanilla, chocolate and...

She took another bite, playing with the food in her mouth.

AJ: .... strawberry?

At this moment, Twilight looked at the plate Spike put on the desk and realized that she described the exact flavors of the three doughnuts she smelled earlier.

T: Uh-huh.

AJ: It's not a bad taste, but... I just wanted them a bit sweeter and...

T: How about cherry?

AJ: About what?

T: Do you think that cherry-flavored apples would sell well? Or... blueberry... or.... get this! Custard-flavored apples!

AJ: Uh... no.

T: What? Why not?

AJ: Ah love how apples taste. It took a lot time and effort to make them taste at their peak.

T: Then, why you asked me to alter their sugar content then?

AJ: Uh... Hey! Why not something salty? A apple with sweet and salty flavor. Now, that could sell... Ah think.

T: Like what?

AJ: What about.... cheesy? Is it possible?

Twilight stared at her friend with a deadpan face.

T: I need a break. I'll be in my room eating doughnuts.

AJ: Huh? What did ah said?

Spike just got in the room.

S: I don't know. But if you come up with gems encrusted apples...

AJ: For the last time Spike, not in a lifetime!



Lovely work