Celestia's early morning sun peeked over the horizon as Applejack strolled
through Ponyville with her early morning deliveries in tow. She preferred making her
rounds early so she could pack her stand up at the end of the day and head straight for
home, just in time for dinner. A single bag filled to the top with apples remained slung
firmly across her shoulder as she made her way to the last stop. Ignoring the closed sign hanging in the door she nudged it open letting herself inside the bakery. A sneaky smile crossed her face, she strangely enjoyed the feeling of