"Hey Rainbow? What's the matter?" the farmer pony asked the blue pegasus.

"Nothing."

"Except?" the orange pony insisted. The blue pony sighed.

"I'm happy that Spring is back. Tank is back and all, but..."

"Then, why are you so gloom, sugarcube?" the stetson hat wielder was asking.

"Cider season is two season away."

"Cider? Seriously? Spring is back, your friend is back, you can nap on your clouds under the sun..."

"But I miss cider! The waiting, the line... the sweet sweet taste on my tongue..."

"Rainbow! I got cider! Right now! We can go and..."

"No! I want fresh one!"

"But it get better with time!"

"No! I..."

"What is it?"

"It's not the same."

"You mean..."

"We are all together. All Ponyville. For the new cider. I like that."

"Oh, Rainbow. Ah didn't know that. Tell you what, ah'm going to give one of my apple pie so raise your mood."

"Is it fresh from today?"

"So what about it?. The blue pegasus kept staring at her, waiting for the answer. She let a sigh. "Yes, it is. Since when you are so worried about freshness?"

"Since I like fresh cider."

The farmer was getting impatient. "But I just told you that older cider can taste better!"

"Not your pies."

"What? Hey! When did I ever gave somepony a spoiled one?"

"I don't know."

"Exactly."

"But I want fresh cider, not old one!"

The orange pony glared at her friend, irritated. "You want my pie or not?"

"Uh... C-can you add some candied apples with that?"



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