It was great day today in the barn at Sweet Apple Acres as all of the apples are preparing to get ready for their next family reunion together. Applejack is seen standing on the top rung of the ladder leading up to the hayloft carrying a dusty box that had a quilt, a book, an apple with a bite in it, and other old stuff in it.

Applejack: Ha! Found 'em!

Granny Smith is waiting down below as the box is thrown down next to her, raising a cloud of dust as its flaps fall open. Granny Smith accidentally inhales the dust around her causing her to give out a loud sneeze.

Granny Smith: Aaa-choooo!

Applejack: Heh. Gesundhoof.

Granny Smith: Why, thank you, Applejack. I still can't believe it's been almost one hundred moons since our last family reunion. Aw, I remember it like it was yesterday.

Applejack: Well, you have been talkin' about it pretty much every day since then.

Granny Smith: Apple Bloom! How them RSVPs comin' along? Who's showin' their muzzle at the reunion?

Apple Bloom was seen sitting over a hay bale checking envelopes of who in her family has sent messages of who is going to show up at the reunion.

Apple Bloom: Everypony!

Granny Smith: Everypony?! Feathers on a goat. Are you sure?

Apple Bloom: Well, I got RSVPs from Apples from Yonder Hill, Hollow Shades, Galloping Gorge, Foal Mountain, Apples from Fillydelphia, Tall Tale Town, and all the Apples from Appleloosa!

Granny Smith can only get out an inarticulate sound of total shock at the end of this roll call. Apple Bloom then happily hops off of who she says next.

Apple Bloom: Oh! And how could I forget? Manehattan! Babs is comin'! I get to see my favorite cousin!

Granny Smith: I think we're gonna need a bigger cider trough. Wasn't expectin' this much of the family to come. *chuckles* But who am I kidding? It'll be happy to see all of our Apple companions again this year.

Applejack nods at that before the thought of a certain somepony came into her mind.

(Y/N): (In Applejack's mind) I care a lot about Sweet Apple Acres and I can't stand to see it gone. I care about you and the Apple family a lot as well, Applejack.

Just thinking of that statement made Applejack blush and she looks up into the air a little bit lovesick for (Y/N). However, Granny Smith did not fail to notice this.

Granny Smith: Applejack? What's with the pink glow on your cheeks?

Applejack broke out of her daydream as she pops her eyes wide open and darts her eyes back and forth.

Applejack: Uh, nothing Granny! Whoo-wee, is it gettin' hot in here? Could really use some air conditioning.

Applejack says that as she takes her hat off of her head and fans herself trying to play it off. However, Granny Smith was not convinced that was the case as she smirks a little.

Granny Smith: Nice try, young'un. Ya were thinkin' about (Y/N) weren't ya?

Applejack: No! W-Well, I mean possibly, but. . . it's I'm. . .

Granny Smith chuckles a bit at Applejack stammering.

Granny Smith: Don't be so embarrassed, Applejack. As a matter of fact, why don't ya invite (Y/N) over here for the reunion?

Applejack was surprised that Granny Smith suggested that.

Applejack: Wait. . .? Really?

Granny Smith: Of course. He seems like a nice boy and ever since that time he was able to run Flim and Flam out of Sweet Apple Acres, I was wonderin' how we could repay him.

Apple Bloom then comes back when she hears that.

Apple Bloom: Wait? (Y/N)'s coming?!

Granny Smith: Well, that is if your big sister wants him over so badly.

Applejack: Oh, come on. I'm not some schoolgirl who likes to cling to their crush. . . but, I'd like it if (Y/N) decides to come over to spend the reunion with us.

Granny Smith: Well in that case Applejack, ya have my full permission to allow him to come over.

Applejack: Really?! Y-You're serious?

Granny Smith nods to confirm that and Applejack jumps up in excitement.

Applejack: YEE-HAW! YES!

Both Apple Bloom and Granny Smith give a smug look at Applejack which she noticed and tipped her hat a little in slight embarrassment.

Applejack: I-I-I mean. . . sure, yeah. Thanks, that's cool.

At (Y/N)'s house, Applejack walked up to his front door and knocked a couple of times to wait for an answer from (Y/N) himself about the family reunion. It took a half a minute for Applejack to wait before (Y/N) came out to see one of his best friends, Applejack and he smiles.

(Y/N): Hey, Applejack.

Applejack: Hey there sugarcube. How's it goin'?

(Y/N): Not much, was just working out in my training room for a little bit. Whatcha need?

Applejack: Well, ya see. . . I came to invite ya to a special gathering that we're having at Sweet Apple Acres.

(Y/N): Really? What is it?

Applejack: In just a couple of days, all of our relatives of the Apple family will be joining all of us to celebrate our family reunion. It's been a hundred moons ever since our last one.

(Y/N): You're inviting me to your family reunion? How come? I'm not an Apple like you.

Applejack: Maybe not, but Granny Smith told me that she would be glad if you showed your face there. Consider it as a thanks for helpin' us drive Flim and Flam out of Sweet Apple Acres. It's the least we can do.

(Y/N): Still, wouldn't be weird to have me over there? I mean. . . I'll be the only non-Apple there.

Applejack: Nopony will think it's weird at all. Besides, most ponies know ya. Come on, (Y/N).

(Y/N) thought about this invite for a minute by looking up into the air. Even though, (Y/N) wasn't really part of the Apple family, he knew that Applejack and the rest did consider him a part of it. Granny Smith saw him as very dependable and strong, Apple Bloom saw him like a big brother, and Big Mac considers him a strong helper around the farm. (Y/N) then looks to Applejack with a smile.

(Y/N): Applejack, I may not be an Apple, but there's no possible way that I can turn down something offered by you guys. You can count me in.

Applejack: Really? Ya mean it?

(Y/N): Eeyup.

Applejack chuckles from that before giving (Y/N) a small hug which he returned.

(Y/N): So what time should I come in the next few days?

Applejack: Well, we're still preparing the stuff needed to set up the reunion, so we'll let ya know.

(Y/N): Hold that thought. If you're still working on it then I bet you'll need some help. Why don't I come and help you guys prepare for your reunion?

Applejack: Really? You sure? Apple Bloom told us that everypony from the family will be coming over. You really think you can handle all of that?

(Y/N): Look who you're talking to. I was able to help handle cider season, wasn't I?

Applejack smiles and rolls her eyes at (Y/N)'s smart remarks.

Applejack: Yeah, you're right. What am I saying? In that case, come on down and help us with everything ya got, (Y/N).

(Y/N): You can count on me, Applejack.

Both of them then decided to head off to Sweet Apple Acres so that they can get started with all of the work needed for the reunion.

Once the two got back to Sweet Apple Acres, everypony was now gathered up in the kitchen of the Apple's house as Applejack explained to Granny Smith that (Y/N) was going to help with the reunion this year.

Granny Smith: Whoa (Y/N), my boy. The family's grown tenfold since the last reunion! You really up to this kind of task?

(Y/N): For sure, Granny Smith. I know this may look like a lot for me to handle, but I'm sure that with my help, you'll have yourselves a pleasant reunion.

Applejack: Plus, I could always help out.

Apple Bloom: Me too.

Big Mac: Eeyup.

Granny Smith: Oh, I sure would appreciate that. Granny's a little rustier in the giddy-up since the last time the Apples all got together.

She pulls her cheeks upward and the maneuver pulls the skin of her face taut so that she briefly resembles her younger self. However, within seconds of letting go, though, every last sag and wrinkle reasserts itself.

Applejack: You may be a tad old, Granny, but you're as feisty and full of spark as ever-

Granny Smith leans into her face, incensed.

Granny Smith: Who you callin' old?!

The reflex slightly freaks out Applejack, (Y/N), and Big Mac.

(Y/N): (She wasn't kidding about the feisty part!)

Applejack: Uh. . . I just meant. . . Why don't you let me and (Y/N) take over puttin' the reunion together this time 'round?

(Y/N) turns to Applejack with a raised eyebrow.

(Y/N): Really?

Applejack jabs him on the shoulder to tell him to play along.

(Y/N): I-I mean, of course. I mean if I'm being honest here, it's my first ever family reunion, so, I'd like to try to give a little initiative along with Applejack here.

Applejack: Then all you need to worry about is enjoyin' yourself.

Granny Smith: Hmmm. Alright, you two, you got yourself a deal. Both of you are in charge.

(Y/N): You can count on us!

(Y/N) smiled for a few seconds before he got a little perplexed.

(Y/N): Just. . . what is involved with the family reunion exactly?

Granny Smith: Why don't I show y'all? It goes back a long, long time ago.

In the Apples living room at night time, Applejack, Apple Bloom, (Y/N), and Granny Smith were on the couch gathered around with each other. Granny Smith has opened a book from the box Applejack found, and all three are hunched in around it for a look.

Granny Smith: We've been hostin' these things at Sweet Apple Acres every hundred moons since we first planted roots here in Ponyville.

(Y/N): I wish I could've stuck around to see that. I was born hundreds of thousands of moons ago in Equestria.

Apple Bloom: And then ya had to move to that other dimension ya always talk about, right?

(Y/N): Yeah, but enough about me. Let's hear what actually went on in your family reunion.

Granny Smith: Ah, here's one.

They all look in a page to see three photos of somepony in the Apple family that was a mare who had a Cutie Mark shows a sprouting plant with a couple of fallen leaves, and she stands on a stool behind two caldrons, mixing one with a spoon in her teeth.

Apple Bloom: Hey, who's that?

Granny Smith: That'd be your Great-Great-Auntie Applesauce when she was just about your age. Now, she used to go by another name, but everypony started calling her Applesauce after half her teeth fell out when she was makin' apple jam.

(Y/N): Well, I guess that's just how things go when you get older.

Granny Smith: Yeah. She never did find them teeth in all those jars.

Applejack and (Y/N) show slight bewilderment from that. Granny Smith then flips to another page to which Apple Bloom points at.

Apple Bloom: Hey! That's you, Granny!

In this photo, four mares in a meadow, including Granny and Applesauce, gathered around a work in progress a quilt, judging from the pile of fabric scraps and the squares ready to be put into place.

Granny Smith: Sure is. Apple family's been workin' on that same old quilt since our first reunion.

(Flashback)

Young Granny Smith and her other relatives were all sitting across from each other on a quilt trying to stitch it.

Young Granny Smith: I can do it!

Setting her square in place, she picks up a nearby pincushion, grabs a threaded needle from it in her teeth, and expertly stitches up one edge. However, she makes a minor technical hitch when she pulls the thread taut and it gets yanked through all the holes and clean away. She drops the needle, frustrated messing up her part.

Young Granny Smith: Oh, fingle-fangle!

All of her other relatives gives out small laughs at her messing up the stitching of the quilt.

(End of Flashback)

Both Apple Bloom and (Y/N) give out stifled chuckles at Granny Smith failing to stitch the quilt together.

Granny Smith: Well, nopony told me you actually had to knot the end of the thread!

(Y/N): *chuckles* That's sorta how stitching works Granny, if you want more advice on how to do it, I would suggest talking to Rarity.

Applejack: Okay, so we'll need to get new quiltin' materials, fabric, needles, thread. . . You've really been workin' on the same quilt since the first reunion?

Granny Smith: Surely have. I don't think we're ever gonna finish that doggone thing!

This remark sets Applejack thinking hard from that.

(Y/N): Well, at least you have an activity that you'll be able to bond with your family.

Granny Smith: Yer darn right, sonny.

Apple Bloom then points to yet another page in the album.

Apple Bloom: Hey, what's goin' on here?

Granny Smith: Well, you know us Apples enjoy a good fritter. . .

(Y/N): And if a good fritter comes from anywhere, it's Sweet Apple Acres.

(Flashback)

A mare and stallion carry long-handled fryer baskets in their mouths, away from a row of caldrons to a stack of baked goods on a table under an open tent. The mare carries her basket over to a cowboy-hatted, bandana-wearing stallion behind the table and flips its contents a freshly made fritter onto his plate. He licks his chops at the steam rising off the crust before he takes the whole thing in one bite, then immediately starts juggling it on his overheated tongue.

Half-Baked Apple: Ooo, hot hot hot!

He gallops past the two cooks and plunges his entire head into a bowl of cider set up across the way.

Meanwhile, the stallion cook just gives him an indulgent smile and transfers a full plate from his back to the table which has suddenly been picked clean of its dessert cargo. Nothing is left except a few crumbs and a splotch of filling.

Apple Split: Hey, where did all them apple fritters go?

A tiny little munching sound from below draws his attention. He bends down to see a messy-faced, diaper-clad orange-tan toddler filly that can only be Applejack. The litter of plates and fritter bits tell exactly where the lot went.

Apple Split: Who are you, little one?

Baby Applejack: I'm Applejack! More apple fwitter?

He grins in at her showing that he sees the huge appetite that the tiny one has.

(End of Flashback)

Granny Smith: That's how we figured out Applejack had the appetite of a full-grown stallion.

Applejack immediately grew a huge blush and became embarrassed from hearing Granny Smith blurt that out loud in front of (Y/N) who was chuckling.

Applejack: Granny! Not in front of (Y/N)! That's embarrassin'!

Apple Bloom, Granny Smith, and (Y/N) laughed a little at Applejack being embarrassed at her listening to her baby stories. (Y/N) then got a mischievous look on his face.

(Y/N): Is there any other cute stories of Applejack that I can hear, Granny?

Granny Smith: Well sure, there was this one time we saw her-

However, before Granny Smith could finish that sentence, Applejack covered her mouth with a huge glare on her face.

Applejack: No! Nuh-uh! None of that! Not one word! I want to hear what's needed for the reunion, not any of mah baby stories!

Applejack removed her hoof from Granny Smith's mouth to allow her to speak once again and she along with (Y/N) chuckle from that.

Applejack: But if we're having fritter, I guess I better get twice as much honey and flour, then. . . fifty more buckets of apples. . . more oil. . . wood for the fire. . .

(Y/N) aims a quizzical look at her details on what she was planning on getting before Granny Smith flips to another page.

Granny Smith: Now, stick an apple in my mouth and roast my rump! This one sure brings back memories. Apple Bloom, y'know how Babs is your favorite cousin? Well, Apple Rose is mine. The two of us entered the seven-legged race every reunion!

(Flashback)

Young Granny Smith and Young Apple Rose were moving side by side through a meadow with Granny's right foreleg tied to Apple Rose's left. The two fillies start to trot forward.

Young Apple Rose: We're gonna win this one, cousin!

Young Granny Smith: You bet your hot-diggety-derriere we are! C'mon, cousin, speed'er on up!

They do so, gaining ground fast, but lose their balance and end up toppling onto their rumps. Apple Rose is first to get up and start laughing, joined by Granny in due time, then falls over again.

(End of Flashback)

Granny Smith: Never won a single one of them races.

(Y/N): At least you tried and were able to do it together. That's all that matters.

Granny Smith: Why thank you, (Y/N).

Applejack paces elsewhere in the room which made (Y/N) very concerned. He then jumps off of the couch and walks over to her.

Applejack: Races. We'll need cloth ties, finish line. . . Not much to a seven-legged race. Hmm. . .

(Y/N): Applejack, you doing alright?

Applejack: Huh? Oh, yeah. It's all good. Just trying to think of all of the supplies that we need for the reunion.

(Y/N): Well, you don't really need to think too hard on it. It's a family reunion, not Princess Celestia's coronation.

Applejack however decided to ignore that and continued to think hard on what was needed for making the family reunion.

Granny Smith: And, of course, we can't forget to take the big family photo!

Granny Smith then shows a few photos in front of a barn that involved Granny Smith's parents back a long time ago, one photo with her as a full grown mare and some of her other family members, and finally a most recent one that had her in present time along with Applejack, Apple Bloom, and Big Mac.

Granny Smith: We always snapped a photo in front of the barn at the end of every reunion, let's us see how our family's grown!

Applejack: Photo in front of the barn. Got it.

(Y/N): Wow, Granny Smith. You have SO many memories at those reunions that it makes wish that I was there. I'm honestly not only looking forward to helping set up the reunion, but also make lots of memories with you all there as well.

Granny Smith: Indeedy, and I'm lookin' forward to makin' more at this one myself. Oh, I'm sure everypony is, and I do mean everypony! We got the whole family together this time 'round! Who knows if they'll all be able to make the next one?

Applejack looks out of the front window just in time to see a pair of shooting stars flash through the night. (Y/N) notices her concerned look and walks over to her.

(Y/N): Is something wrong, Applejack?

Applejack: You heard her, (Y/N). We're gettin' the whole family here this year, including you. Chances will be slim that we'll have this much of them joining with busy ponies are nowadays. Meaning that this'll be our one in a hundred moons chance to make it right.

(Y/N): What are you suggesting?

Applejack: We need to make this the most memorable reunion that the Apple family has ever had! And with Granny's descriptions on what's needed, ah think ah have the perfect idea on how to do it.

(Y/N) smiles from that hearing that Applejack has a plan.

(Y/N): Well in that case, you can count me in to tag along as well. If you want this to be the most memorable, then I'll also do whatever it takes to make sure that your family will never forget this.

Applejack smiles from that before wrapping a foreleg around (Y/N) for a small hug.

Applejack: Thanks, sugarcube.

(Y/N): Not a problem.

Both of them then turn back to both Granny Smith and Apple Bloom who were still looking at the photo album.

(Y/N): Granny Smith, as much as we'd like to stick around more to hear some more of the stories, Applejack and I have got some work to do.

Applejack: We'd better get started then if we want to make this the most memorable reunion yet then.

(Y/N) nods in agreement as they both turn to then walk out of the house to get everything prepared. Granny Smith and Apple Bloom smile at them before they go right back to looking at the photo album.

Granny Smith: Oh, hootenanny! Would you look what your second cousin is wearin' on her head?

Both of them giggle.

Outside in the night, Applejack and (Y/N) were walking out of Sweet Apple Acres together and Applejack was just trying to think super hard about something which (Y/N) notices.

(Y/N): You seem worried.

Applejack: Well, maybe a little. A seven-legged race, apple fritters, an unstitched quilt, this'll probably be a cakewalk to set up. I want to make it so perfect that the Apples don't even wanna take their eyes off of the activities.

(Y/N) raised an eyebrow at that.

(Y/N): You're usually not one to care about perfection, Applejack. That's more of Twilight's job.

Applejack: (Y/N)! Do ya even understand how important this is?!

(Y/N): Of course I do, but you're overthinking about it just a little bit.

Applejack: I am?

(Y/N): Listen, I know that this is the largest family reunion that you guys have had in so long, but try not to see it as your last, alright? It's just a get together that you all are having.

Applejack thinks about what (Y/N) said for a moment.

(Y/N): Don't worry, we'll make it the most memorable. Just some activities, a small banquet, and conversation among each other is all we need.

Applejack: Mmm, alright then. I'll think about it over the night.

(Y/N): That's good to hear. I'll see you in the morning, Applejack.

(Y/N) leaves Sweet Apple Acres as Applejack waves off to him. After he was gone though, a thought came into her mind.

Applejack: (Hmm, I know he thinks that's all we need, but. . . I've got a better idea.)

The next morning, Applejack, Apple Bloom, and Big Mac were all standing outside of the farm.

Apple Bloom: What are we waitin' for, Applejack? Isn't gettin' prepared for the reunion the whole reason you woke us up?

Applejack: Don't worry, we're just waitin' for (Y/N) to get here. I need to explain the materials that we need for the reunion before we get started. Just what's takin' him though, did some hooligans rough up the town or somethin'?

Apple Bloom: Oh wait, there he is.

Apple Bloom points up to the sky for them to see (Y/N) flying down towards them and he lands right in front of them.

Applejack: What took ya, sugarcube? You were suppose to be here fifteen minutes ago.

(Y/N): Sorry, I just had to go the town hall for a minute. Just had a small appointment with Mayor Mare, but I'm here now, so we're still good to go to work right?

Big Mac: Eeyup.

Applejack: Well, in that case I'll need ya to make a couple of errands for us in Ponyville.

(Y/N): Name them.

Applejack: We need some fabric from Rarity, lots of honey from Sugarcube Corner, a bunch of buckets filled with some water, and finally some fire. . . well, actually that last part I think you've got handled.

(Y/N): Pretty much.

Applejack: Well, in that case, let's go to work!

Everypony runs off to do so as Applejack, Big Mac and Apple Bloom get started by bucking down a ton of apple trees. They each bucked down a ton of trees to fill up baskets with a lot of apples.

At Carousel Boutique, Rarity sets a roll of fabric next to a bunch of others in a wagon, she runs a critical eye over the lot, and gets a brainstorm. She glows her horn and brings a piece of ribbon into view from behind her and tying it around the roll she just loaded in. The wagon was harnessed to (Y/N) and both him and Rarity trade a wave before (Y/N) trots off to go and get the other materials that Applejack requested.

At Sugarcube Corner, (Y/N) parked the wagon on one side of the building and it now had a ton of jars of honey in it thanks to Pinkie Pie who was leaning out of an upper-story window, holding a beehive and emptying its honey into the topmost jar of the pile. She takes a mouthful for herself, throws the hive away, and lets off a hearty belch that brings up a bee she swallowed by mistake. Giving it an odd look as it flies away, she ducks back inside and comes up with a small bucket full of the golden luster dust.

Pinkie Pie: Don't forget the glitter!

The bucket's contents are dumped out towards (Y/N) and he is covered with dust all over and he coughs out some as well.

Back at Sweet Apple Acres, a row of buckets set up along a path and Applejack trots in to place one while (Y/N) levitates a bunch down into the row. After a quick glance, (Y/N) looks up and gestures at Rainbow Dash who was steering a gray cloud in the sky. She gets on top of it and starts jumping to set off a shower, quickly filling all the buckets and soaking (Y/N) and Applejack from head to tail for good measure. After the rain stops, (Y/N) makes a heat spell that dries them both off instantly and they wave up to Rainbow Dash. However, the cloud above the two cuts loose with a lightning bolt that leaves Applejack nicely charred. (Y/N) was surprised from that before he looks up to Rainbow Dash who tries to adopt her best "who, me?" posture and she whistles idly.

Later, Big Mac who has chopped down some wood, steps up and grabs one piece in his mouth, adding it to a pile that was several ponies long. Applejack then nods to (Y/N) who makes his eyes glow (F/C) and he makes his hooves glow as well to then slam them into the ground and cause a bunch of small geysers to come up that touch off the wood laid beneath a row of caldrons. These begin to steam and boil as both ponies watch.

The final thing that had to be done was the decorations which was no problem for (Y/N) to handle as he hooked the final piece to it which was a row of pennants and he hooks it onto a pole.

Applejack: Think that'll do it!

Granny Smith: And just in time, too.

Rumbling around the area soon grows as the five look over out to the far side of Sweet Apple Acres as cheering and whooping ponies emerge from within the haze of dust. Some ponies were pulling and riding stagecoaches and covered wagons, others galloping alongside. Within seconds they have spilled into the area.

(Y/N): Whoa! Now this is a family!

Three fillies tumble out of one coach and race across the grounds. Behind them comes Apple Rose, Granny Smith's cousin. Her mane and tail faded almost completely to white but still in ringlets and green bows. She has switched her green neck ribbon for a white lace collar, and she wears a pair of gold-framed half-moon glasses on a chain around her neck.

Granny Smith: Apple Rose!

Both rise to their hind legs and embrace in a sweet hug. An airship carrying two stallions and a mare touches down and they get off for their arrival.

Granny Smith: Ooh, this is more excitin' than when it rained frogs!

(Y/N): Rained frogs? Was that an idiom or did that actually happen?

Granny Smith: Ooh, trust me sonny. You'd wanna wish that you were there at that time. But this right here, is even better.

(Y/N): I can tell. I've never seen a family so big in my life.

Two fillies then barrel into each other's rowdy embrace and trade high fives, while others talk and Hayseed Turniptruck slaps some skin with a stallion. Applejack's dog Winona even gets into the act, happily licking a filly's face, and the buzz of conversation permeates the air. Applejack then taps (Y/N) on the shoulder who was astonished by all of the Apple family.

Applejack: Our family is sight ain't it?

(Y/N): Yeah. . . it's amazing. I've never had a family reunion in my life cause. . . well you know.

(Y/N) got slightly sad which Applejack notices and she tries to cheer him up.

Applejack: Hey, come on now, no need to start any waterworks. You're with us now! Granny Smith considers ya part of the family (Y/N). I guarantee ya that this'll be not only the first, but best reunion that you'll ever have.

(Y/N) instantly smiles from that.

(Y/N): Yeah, you're right.

Applejack: Come on now, I've got to make an announcement to everypony.

(Y/N) and Applejack then trot up to a stage and Applejack steps up to a megaphone on a stand, yielding a bit of feedback, then speaks into it so that her voice is amplified.

Applejack: Howdy, y'all, and welcome to the Apple family reunion!

Others hear that and gather in on the stage to then cheer at the warm welcome.

Applejack: My name's Applejack, and I just want to let y'all know that we've got a new guy here who's completely new to our entire reunion. He may not be related to any of y'all, but he sure is my best friend. And me and Granny Smith consider him a part of our family, so I'd like to introduce y'all to the Hero of Ponyville here, (Y/N).

(Y/N) smiles and waves as the ponies all around the crowd cheer out for him which made him happy.

Applejack: Not only that, I've got some special things planned for y'all. We're gonna start off with an obstacle course for the young'uns, and some fritter makin' and quiltin' for the not-so-young'uns. And there's lots more to come after that! Hope y'all enjoy it!

More hooting and hollering come out from the crowd as they were all excited for this reunion. Among the crowd, a discomforted Apple Bloom was looking around.

Apple Bloom: Where is she?

A dark tan hoof reaches through the forest of legs and whirls her in place so that she stops facing away from the stage. Apple Bloom's face then instantly brightens as she sees her said favorite who blows her forelock aside, Babs Seed.

Apple Bloom: Babs!

Babs Seed: Cuz!

Both of them group up and hug each other with affection.

Apple Bloom: I know it hasn't been that long since we've seen each other, but-

Apple Bloom & Babs Seed: It felt like forever!

They extricate themselves from the back of the crowd.

Babs Seed: I can't wait to tell you about my new school!

Apple Bloom: I can't wait to hear all about it!

Babs Seed: Jeepers, where do I start? Okay. So first day-

Applejack and (Y/N) then walk up to both of them.

Applejack: Babs! Huh, so glad you could come!

Babs Seed: What am I, gonna miss out on spendin' time with my favorite cousin? Forget about it!

She blows her forelock aside.

(Y/N): Glad to even see that you're more social than the last time you came.

Babs Seed: And I have to thank you for that. If it wasn't for you (Y/N), I would've still been some mean gal.

(Y/N): Not a problem at all, Babs. I was happy to help out.

Babs Seed: Speaking of which, my parents-

Applejack however interrupts them and she bulldozes the two fillies ahead, to their surprise.

Applejack: Yeah, yeah. Why don't you two head over to the obstacle course?

Apple Bloom: We kinda wanna catch up a little bit first. . .

Applejack: Don't you worry. There'll be plenty of time for family bondin' while you're racin' against your other cousins.

The two cousins of the moment exchange very uneasy looks and (Y/N) raises an eyebrow at that statement.

(Y/N): (Uh. . . she does know this is a "reunion" right?)

At the banner above the main path, where several pairs of youngsters are lined up with forelegs tied together for a seven-legged race. Apple Bloom and Babs Seed are among them, and both Applejack and (Y/N) stand off to one side of the starting line as the racers face out away from the barn.

Applejack: Alrighty, ponies! Ready to have some fun?

Babs Seed: Whoa, is that the finish line?

Babs Seed points ahead to a pair of trees standing alone on a very tall hill with a red flag right in between them.

Babs Seed: It's like a mile away or somethin'!

Applejack: Actually, that's just the marker where you go on to the next leg of the race.

Apple Bloom: There's more?

(Y/N): How much did you put into this race, exactly?

Applejack: Enough for all of them to have some fun I'll tell ya that.

Apple Bloom and Babs Seed once again trade any uneasy look before they eye up at (Y/N) who shrugs his shoulders prompting that he had no idea about any of this.

Applejack: Trust me, I have put together somethin' you are never gonna forget. After the seven-legged race, you're gonna wanna hurry up and head over here, where you'll be bobbin' for apples!

She zips over to an apple bobbing tub and she plunges her head in to then quickly come back up with three of them in her mouth. After that, she gallops over to some trees and does figure eights around two of them.

Applejack: Then you'll run around these trees fifty times until you're real good and dizzy.

While doing so, she briefly gains so much speed that she disappears into a blur of mane and tail, then totters dizzily out of it. She then goes over to some wooden hurdles and jumps over three of them.

Applejack: Then you'll jump these big wooden hurdles.

She then goes to stand next to a table loaded with plates and sticks, with a pennant fluttering alongside. She has a plate balanced on a stick atop her head.

Applejack: And then there's the final leg, where you'll balance plates on your head while sayin' "Pappy pony picked a pluck of prickly pluffnuggets" over and over and over again.

She gallops away and returns to the starting line before the sound of the two items hitting the ground reaches her.

Applejack: Last pony standin' wins!

There was just a small pause at that was a very long obstacle course.

(Y/N) & Apple Bloom: Seriously?

Applejack: Seriously! C'mon, y'all! Let's start makin' some memories! On your mark. . .

She raises her tail, now holding a checkered flag.

Applejack: Get set. . . go!

As the teams gallop off, Apple Bloom and Babs Seed take the lead and they move with great energy, but flag greatly once they got farther along the course. Eventually they stop and aim a pair of popeyed glances straight ahead. There are still two good-sized hilltops standing between them and the goal, and Apple Bloom's face falls while Babs grimaces mightily. (Y/N) was just shocked by looking at the foals having to go through this.

Applejack: Whooeee! Lookin' good, everypony!

(Y/N): What are you trying to do?! Give a physical education class? I doubt that they'll have anytime to talk at all by the time this is all over. Heck, if their lungs survive too.

Applejack: Trust me, (Y/N). They'll be done in no time after the first part. Come on, let's go check on that quilt.

Applejack trots away and (Y/N) looks back at the fillies struggling to have any energy to reach the flag, so while Applejack wasn't looking, he uses his magic to bring the flag a little closer to the foals and they looked back at (Y/N) who winks at them. Apple Bloom and Babs Seed smile at him as he leaves.

Apple Bloom: I tell ya. If it were possible, I'd have (Y/N) as my big brother.

Babs Seed: Same here.

The three elders, Granny Smith, Auntie Applesauce, and Apple Rose are now standing beneath a tent with Auntie Applesauce showing the two her new dentures.

Granny Smith: How long you had those new choppers, Auntie Applesauce?

Auntie Applesauce: A lady never reveals the age of her teeth.

Apple Rose: *rolls eyes* Ugh.

Applesauce rounds on her with a really hard glare.

Auntie Applesauce: Don't you roll your eyes at me, Miss Apple Rose! I imagine you two think I have forgotten what you did to my parasol six reunions ago?

Apple Rose cringes, but smiles as Granny Smith giggles out loud.

Granny Smith: We were just usin' it to help break open that piñata!

The two old cousins break into full-voiced laughter, and even Applesauce allows herself a bit of a smile. Their reminiscing is broken up by the arrival of (Y/N) and Applejack with a quilt in the latter's teeth and she deposits this on a table.

Auntie Applesauce: Applejack, delightful to see you. And is this your best friend (Y/N) correct?

(Y/N): That's right! It's nice to meet you all and I've got to say that it's quite an honor to be at this reunion.

Apple Rose: We're glad your enjoyin' it.

Granny Smith then decides to whisper something in her ear.

Granny Smith: *whispers* Just between you and me, (Y/N) is secretly Applejack's new husband in the future.

Both of them give out some laughs at that joke as Applejack turns to them.

Applejack: I'm happy y'all are here as well.

Auntie Applesauce: Are you gonna join us in some quiltin'?

Applejack: Sorry, Auntie Applesauce, I am busy-busy-busy. Y'all should get started, though!

Granny Smith looks around, slightly confused.

Granny Smith: We couldn't find our rocking chairs.

Applejack: I got rid of 'em to make room for these.

Nipping the cloth covering in her teeth, she whisks it away to reveal three sewing machines on the table which makes (Y/N) confused.

(Y/N): When did you get those? I never got any sewing machines at Carousel Boutique.

Applejack: It was sort of a last minute request. Rarity said it wasn't any problem for me to borrow 'em.

(Y/N): So why are they here?

Applejack: Well duh, this is the year Granny Smith and y'all are finally gonna finish that quilt!

Apple Rose: Finish it?

Applejack lays the quilt under the machines' bobbins, ducks below, and comes up with a pull string in her teeth. One flick of her head yanks it to full length and causes the rigs to chug to life as if they were pull-start lawnmowers. The din is loud enough to make Granny Smith cover her ears, and shake Applesauce's dentures out of her mouth as she stuffs them back in with an embarrassed grin.

Applejack: WON'T THAT BE EXCITIN'?

Apple Rose: WHAT'S THAT?

Applejack: I SAID, WON'T THAT BE-

She shuts off the machines so that they can hear her better.

Applejack: . . .excitin'?

Apple Rose and (Y/N) glare at her, before the former then turns a concerned gaze back toward Granny and Applesauce.

Auntie Applesauce: I suppose, although I have been told that too much excitement can wreak havoc on this youthful complexion of mine.

Apple Rose groans through gritted teeth, but Granny gets a good laugh out of the whole thing. The three reluctantly step behind the table and yank the machines' pull-starters with their teeth so they can get to work sewing.

Applejack: THAT'S THE SPIRIT!

Granny Smith: WHAT DID SHE SAY?

Apple Rose: WHAT?!

Granny Smith: GOOD GRACIOUS!

Apple Rose: GOLDEN DELICIOUS? I THINK HE'S RACIN' WITH HIS COUSINS!

Granny Smith shakes her head at the way in which excess noise and/or hearing loss due to old age have derailed this conversation, then turns sadly back to her sewing. (Y/N) sees this and feels kind of bad for the elderly mares. He thinks for a minute before he uses his magic to conjure up some earmuffs on all three of the mares' ears and they all felt more comfy. They all look at (Y/N) who smiles at solving their problem and they smile back at him before he leaves once more.

Granny Smith: I'll say, he's one nice boy ain't he?

Auntie Applesauce: WHAT?!

Granny Smith rolls her eyes that they still can't hear even with the earmuffs rendering the noise from the sewing machines.

Back with the racing foals on the tree-running part of the obstacle course, they are untied from each other now. Instead of doing figure-eights around pairs of trees as Applejack did in her demonstration, each pair is circling a single tree separately from the others.

Babs Seed: How are Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle?

Apple Bloom: Great! Ugh. . .

She moans a little and her eyes roll out of alignment with one another indicating that she was getting dizzy from all of the running.

Babs Seed: You alright?

Apple Bloom: So. . . dizzy. . .

Her red-gold pupils now completely independent of each other, she tumbles to the ground with a weak scream. Babs stops and walks over to the sprawled-out yellow filly, who moans and lets her face flop into the grass. Babs sighs wearily at the condition that they were both in.

Meanwhile, Applejack and (Y/N) were walking to the fritter area.

(Y/N): Applejack, I know that you wanted Granny Smith and her gals to finish up that quilt, but I think they wanted a more quiet environment, so they can finish it while socializing.

Applejack: With those machines, they'll all be done in no time. They'll still have plenty of time to chat.

(Y/N): Applejack, I'm starting to believe that you're in denial.

Applejack: Oh, come on. Ya saw how much fun the foals were having weren't ya?

(Y/N): Well, not really because-

Applejack then get's up in his face.

Applejack: And you DEFINITELY saw Granny Smith and her gals, eager to finish up that quilt. Come on, we need to go and check up on them fritters.

Applejack walks away and (Y/N) groans from Applejack not even letting him talk.

(Y/N): *groans* What a stubborn mule. . .

At a steaming caldron fitted with a fryer basket, Big Mac leans in to grab its handle in his teeth and lift it away, revealing the fritter within. He then plunks down the desert on a plate. He inhales the aroma and licks his chops eagerly and after a few furtive glances, he takes the whole thing in one bite.

The arrival of (Y/N) and Applejack scares him into going stock-still for a moment, but he manages to force the mouthful down his throat and grin innocently. Applejack regards the now-empty plate with some surprise and gives him a suspicious glare while (Y/N) smirks at him. He looks away and starts whistling as if nothing is amiss. It takes him a split second to bug out of the place. Behind him, two mares are making more fritters at a table under a tent who speak with pronounced Minnesota accents.

Apple Dumpling: You've got eight now, dont'cha?

Apple Leaves: Oh, sure do. Tell you what, my Apple Tart may just be a baby, but he is a hoot!

Applejack and (Y/N) then approach both of them.

Applejack: Havin' fun?

Apple Leaves: Sure are!

(Y/N): It looks like everything's coming along with the apple fritters.

Apple Leaves: Sure is. We've only got several done now, but we'll soon have more.

Applejack: Then why don't I tell ya how to pick up the pace then?

She grabs a bowl of apple slices and a nearby wad of dough and sets to it, surprising the pair and attracting the attention of others including (Y/N).

Applejack: Roll, fold, crimp, slide to the left. Roll, fold, crimp, slide to the left. Roll, fold, crimp, slide to the left. Now you try!

After the latter turns out a fritter, Applejack backs away and leaves the pair to it not noticing that their previous cheer has been replaced by drudgery.

Applejack: That's it! Gotta keep this assembly line movin', gals! We want every Apple here to get a chance to taste the best darn fritters in Equestria!

(Y/N) glares at her before turning back to the two mares and they grew surprised at what happened next as the fritters that they were making levitated up in the air with a (F/C) aura around it and in just a few seconds, there were already a bunch of pre-made fritters. The mares turn happily to (Y/N) who was responsible for it and waves at him as a thanks so that they can chat more.

Out on the obstacle course, Apple Bloom, Babs Seed, and a couple of others have reached the plate-spinning area.

Apple Bloom & Babs Seed: Pappy pony picked a pluck of prickly pluffnuggets.

Apple Bloom: Any other blank flanks at your new school?

Babs Seed: Yeah. Two.

Apple Bloom & Babs Seed: Pappy pony picked a pluck of prickly pluffnuggets.

Apple Bloom: Do they wanna be Crusaders?

Babs Seed: Totally!

Apple Bloom & Babs Seed: *quickly* Pappy pony picked a pluck of prickly pluffnuggets. Pappy pony picked a pluck of prickly pluffnuggets. Pappy pony picked a pluck of prickly pluffnuggets.

Both of them stick their tongues out.

Babs Seed: Ah can' thfeel my tongue.

Apple Bloom: Neh nehber.

At the farm's outbuilding's, (Y/N) and Applejack stand on its porch and Applejack speaks into her megaphone on its stand, amplifying her voice. A feedback squeal mars her first words.

Applejack: Alright, Apples, break!

At the sewing tent, the three old mares power down their machines and slump tiredly over the several new yards of quilt they have turned out. The fritter stand is now stacked up to its roof in overloaded plates, and the ponies on duty let their fryers fall and flop to the ground. Over at the obstacle course, Apple Bloom and Babs Seed let off a weary moan in stereo and drop their plates off their heads. Apple Bloom goes flat on the ground as Babs catches her own plate on one hoof. Behind them, one rival team member sheds the gear and gallops off.

Apple Bloom: Finally!

On the outbuilding porch, Applejack has traded her megaphone for an old-style bellows camera and put her eye to its viewfinder. (Y/N) just gives a her an annoyed look.

Applejack: Ooh, can't forget to capture all these memories for Granny's album!

She swings it around on its tripod to then see several worn-out ponies around the apple-bobbing tub.

Applejack: Huh. Nothin' all that memorable there.

(Y/N): Probably because you had them spending more time with the games than they wanted to.

She swings the camera quickly to Granny Smith and Applesauce, working listlessly on the quilt.

Applejack: Huh. Not there either.

(Y/N): Like I said, not a peaceful environment.

She then goes to frame the exhausted fritter crew.

Applejack: Or there. . .

(Y/N): You had them make more fritters than they needed to.

Applejack: Aw, man. So I messed up?

Applejack turns to (Y/N) when she said that.

(Y/N): Yes, look Applejack. If you're going to want this to be the best reunion, then give them something where they can not only relax, but also talk with each other. Because right now, nopony even seems to be delighted at the least.

Applejack: Hmm. . . I've got an idea.

(Y/N): It better be a good one.

Applejack: Don't worry, I prepared this for the end, but instead, think of this like it's a Plan B.

(Y/N): I guess if it cheers them up, I'm all ears.

At the exterior of the barn, Apple Bloom and Babs Seed have hunkered down behind a hay bale.

Apple Bloom: I get that mah big sis wants this to be like a super-awesome reunion, but that was ridiculous!

Babs Seed: (Y/N)'s really been trying to fix all of it though.

Apple Bloom: I know right, it's like he always knows there's a problem around at first sight.

Babs Seed: Like a superhero?

Apple Bloom: Pretty much. That's why they gave 'em the title of Hero of Ponyville.

Babs Seed: At least we'll now get a chance to hang out.

Applejack: And your minute's up!

They look upward, caught off guard to see Applejack looking down upon them.

Applejack: Your fellow Apples are waitin' for you to join them.

Apple Bloom: Applejack, I haven't had any time with Babs! We were so busy with that obstacle course, we didn't even get to talk!

(Y/N) then flies down in front of them.

(Y/N): Applejack's told me that this next activity will allow anypony to not only gaze out at scenery, but also you two will have plenty of time to talk.

Apple Bloom: Really?

(Y/N): Yep, apparently it's a hayride.

Babs Seed: Hayride?

Along the orchards, a bunch of Apples have lined up to enter inside of a parked wagon and both Applejack and (Y/N) stand alongside it.

Applejack: Alright, everypony! Step right up, take a seat, and leave the drivin' to these stallions!

Both of the stallions who were harnessed to the wagon smile and nod back at the passengers. Everypony is how aboard the wagon and (Y/N) smiles at assuming that this is more like a relaxing moment.

Applejack: Now, I know y'all've been workin' real hard makin' some awesome memories. And in all of our past reunions, we always had a nice and relaxin' hayride around the farm.

Granny Smith and a couple of younger Apples trade smiles and a green colt crosses his forelegs behind his head and leans back. (Y/N) sighs that the Apples will get some relaxing time, but what Applejack says next may not be what was expecting.

Applejack: Which is why I decided to change things up a bit, and try somethin' just a wee bit more excitin'!

(Y/N) eyes shot wide open at that in worry as he looks towards Applejack who closed the door.

Applejack: So let's get this show on the road! Giddy-up!

She bucks the wagon the two pullers rear up with a neigh and get the wagon rolling with quite a bit of speed. Applejack snickers silently to herself while (Y/N) glares at her.

(Y/N): Are you serious?!

Applejack: What? What could go wrong with this?

(Y/N): *sternly* What was the "exciting" thing that you put in that hayride?

Applejack: It's completely safe, trust me.

Applejack streaks away to follow the wagon and (Y/N) goes after her after rolling his eyes.

(Y/N): After what everypony has been through, I doubt that I can trust what she's doing now.

With the passengers on the hayride, they all let out a yell and various unnerved murmurs follow this as the wagon barrels across the fields. One wheel impacts a large rock, giving the group a hard bounce and launching Applesauce's dentures out of her mouth so that they end up clamped on Big Mac's nose.

Auntie Applesauce: I just had those professionally polished.

With a slightly queasy little grin, he passes the teeth back to her.

Granny Smith: Where in the world does that girl have us headed? The west orchard?

Big Mac peers ahead, shading his eyes.

Big Mac: Eeyup.

Granny Smith: What?! I was jokin'! Why, we haven't tended those fields since all the trees went and got filled up with. . .

Sudden, all-consuming fear takes hold and nearly causes her to suck her lips and teeth down her throat with a strangled cry. Farther along the path, Applejack and (Y/N) looks out from behind a tree, catches sight of the approaching wagon, and bucks the trunk.

(Y/N): What are in these trees?

Applejack: Bats.

(Y/N): Bats?

Applejack: Yep, found out that some fruit bats are color coded in these here trees.

The foliage then starts to vibrate and emit a swarm of chittering orange bats. Other trees produce their own flying mammals yellow from one, red from another and soon enough colors have congregated to produce a living rainbow that arcs over the wagon. The ponies in the wagon give approving oohs and ahhs at the sight of the rainbow bat arc.

Babs Seed: Wowza! Never seen real fruit bats before!

Applejack gazes approvingly at the display however (Y/N) had a worried look.

(Y/N): Y-You said "fruit" bats, right?

Applejack: Yeah, why? What's wrong with this?

(Y/N) gives her look as she was clueless on why she was asking that.

(Y/N): Well, I don't know if you noticed, but there's fruit all around us!

Applejack raises an eyebrow from that before realization comes into her mind about the situation with the fruit bats that she just released.

Applejack: Oh. . . Uh oh.

One particular red bat then fixes it attention on a fresh apple that was on Applesauce's headband. The bat licks its chops and leads a mass dive toward the ponies.

Applesauce cries out and ducks under one swipe, then another, and within seconds the bats are coming down on the entire group. She has her dentures back in by this point. The pulling team takes a sharp left and the wagon was heading straight for the barn. (Y/N) notices this and get's an extremely worried look before he swiftly flies over the group to then first glow his horn to teleport everypony in the wagon out on the ground.

He then flies and groups up the bats in a small twister and leads them back into the west orchard. The wagon was still going however as it smashes and makes a giant hole into the barn's side wall. The structure vibrates mightily and falls apart piece by piece.

Applejack and (Y/N) arrive at the scene and they were both of their jaws drop open in disbelief before Applejack starts sobbing quietly. (Y/N) gives a look of sympathy at Applejack and places a hoof on her shoulder.

Applejack: Ruined. Everythin' is ruined.

Granny Smith and Apple Bloom then join the two.

Applejack: Oh, Granny. I'm so, so sorry.

Granny Smith: Oh, it's alright, child.

Applejack: But it's not alright. Just look at this! The barn and all my plans for the perfect family reunion are completely destroyed!

(Y/N) then walks up to her and wraps a foreleg around her.

(Y/N): Applejack, I've been trying to tell you the about you messing up the reunion, but you never listened to me!

Applejack felt even more guilty from that as tears started coming out of her eyes, but (Y/N) wipes them away and makes Applejack look at him.

(Y/N): Applejack, I know you wanted this to be the best family reunion that you've ever had, but you got so caught up in trying to get everypony to participate in the activities that you forgot the reunions true purpose.

Applejack: True purpose?

The others Apples of the entire family gather around as well.

(Y/N): Family reunions aren't put together to be memorable by what you plan for it, Applejack. Family reunions are meant to have all of your relatives reunite so that they can catch up on what they've missed ever since they haven't seen each other.

Applejack: Really?

(Y/N): Yeah, and also I've never got the chance to even have a conversation with you once! You were so caught up in monitoring everything that you barely even noticed that I was there. Made me feel kind of left out.

Applejack couldn't help, but feel guilty from that as she hugs (Y/N) which he returned.

Applejack: I'm sorry, (Y/N). I thought I would make this the best first reunion you've ever had, but I made it the worst.

(Y/N) then looks at the barn and back at all of the Apples before he get's an idea and breaks the hug.

(Y/N): No you didn't. Plus, you're entire family is still here right?

Applejack looks upon her entire Apple family left from right and realizes that (Y/N) was right.

Applejack: Right, but what about the family photo? We can't take it in front of the barn this year.

(Y/N) gives a determined smile at Applejack.

(Y/N): Let's just say, I have an activity of my own that we can all do.

Applejack looks at (Y/N) surprised before smiling and they both turn towards all of the Apples.

(Y/N): Attention Apples! You all may not know me well, but I know for sure that we can all make a special memory at this reunion! One that you all will remember for all of the right reasons!

Granny Smith: What do you have in mind, sonny?

(Y/N): We built this barn back up. . . as a family.

Apple Bloom: That sounds like a great idea!

Big Mac: Eeyup.

Applejack: Actually, I've got a better term for it?

(Y/N): Which is?

Applejack: We "Raise This Barn."

All five smile from that as they all go to get what they need to rebuild the barn.

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Applejack: ♪ Yee-hoo! ♪

She zips past Apple Rose and three others, who brighten on her count.

♪ Raise this barn, raise this barn ♪

♪ One, two, three, four ♪

She then comes across (Y/N) who twirls her around.

♪ Together, we can raise this barn ♪

♪ One, two, three, four ♪

Granny Smith has put on a hard hat and is walking past Big Mac and company pushing up beams with their heads. One stallion hammers in a nail and gets a few more tossed to him by a mare.

♪ Up, up, up, go the beams ♪

♪ Hammer those joints, work in teams ♪

Apple Bloom and Babs Seed link forelegs, turn, and prance to Granny Smith and Big Mac, respectively.

♪ Turn 'em round quick by the right elbow ♪

♪ Grab a new partner, here we go ♪

Apple Family: Yeah!

Applejack: Come on, Apple family! Let's get to it! Wee-hoo!

On a side wall, it is upright, and Applejack and (Y/N) stand atop the horizontal upper beam next to Dumpling, who is equipped with hammer and nails. Four ropes run over the beam, tied to the rest of the frame which is being lifted on the heads of three ponies. The ropes are hauled in to tilt it up toward vertical, pulled one at a time as she counts.

♪ Raise this barn, raise this barn ♪

♪ One, two, three, four ♪

♪ Together, we can raise this barn ♪

♪ One, two, three, four ♪

♪ Finish the frame, recycling wood ♪

♪ Workin' hard, you're doin' good ♪

Braeburn and a mare bow to each other from opposite ends of a two-pony saw and go to work cutting a log.

♪ Turn 'em round quick by the right elbow ♪

♪ Grab a new partner, here we go ♪

Apple Family: Yeah!

Applejack: Whoo-whee!

♪ Raise this barn, oh, raise this barn ♪

♪ One, two, three, four ♪

She holds up a plate with four fritters. Several workers notice and snatch them away in time.

♪ Together, we can raise this barn ♪

♪ One, two, three, four ♪

A board is picked up and a nail is hammered in.

♪ Slats of wood come off the ground ♪

♪ Hold 'em up and nail 'em down ♪

Apple Bloom and Applesauce dance together among the laborers.

♪ Turn 'em round quick by the left elbow ♪

♪ Grab a new partner, here we go ♪

Apple Family: Yeah!

Applejack: Come on, Apples! Get 'er done!

Apple Bloom and Babs Seed push a plane back and forth, shaving a board.

Apple Bloom: ♪ Look at us, we're family ♪

Applejack: ♪ Workin' together thankfully ♪

Apple Bloom: ♪ We Apples, we are proud to say ♪

Applejack & Apple Bloom: ♪ Stick together the pony way ♪

A stallion and mare bow to each other and Applejack spots a terrified mare clinging to a beam that juts from roof level.

Applejack: ♪ Bow to your partner, circle right ♪

♪ Get down if you're scared of heights ♪

Still hanging on, the mare slides so that she is hanging upside down. Next Granny Smith gets a twirl from old Apple Strudel. Applejack and (Y/N) lock forelegs and (Y/N) tips Applejack over before pulling her up and twirling her around as well.

♪ Forward back and twirl around ♪

♪ That barn's gonna be the best in town ♪

Apple Family: Yeah!

Applejack: Yee-haw! Attagirl!

Apple Bloom: Alright, let's get to it!

Applejack and (Y/N) then are seen carrying buckets of paint slug by a stick. Both Granny Smith and Apple Bloom then join in.

Apple Family & (Y/N): ♪ Raise this barn, raise this barn ♪

♪ One, two, three, four ♪

Four family members grab brushes in teeth for the next count.

♪ Together, we can raise this barn ♪

♪ One, two, three, four ♪

Applejack: ♪ Take your brushes, young and old ♪

♪ Together, paint it, bright and bold ♪

Brushes are dipped into cans and the new boards on the barn get a new coating

♪ Turn 'em round quick by the left elbow ♪

♪ Grab a new partner, here we go ♪

Soon enough, the entire barn was finished with it being fully painted and sparkling red.

Apple Family & (Y/N): ♪ We raised this barn, we raised this barn ♪

♪ Yes, we did ♪

♪ Together we sure raised this barn ♪

♪ Yes, we did ♪

♪ Being together counts the most ♪

♪ We all came here from coast to coast ♪

Everypony was gathered up for the family picture as Applejack was just getting the camera ready.

♪ All we need to strive to be ♪

♪ Is part of the Apple family ♪

Applejack slides up right beside (Y/N) who was also in the picture and it was taken to show the entire Apple family from head to toe.

With the song being done, ponies of all ages are talking, snacking, galloping happily around and the musical trio is playing a bit as well. Applesauce, back in her sun visor and talking with Apple Rose, loses her dentures for the third time in one day when Granny Smith zips up from behind and yelps to scare them out of her mouth. They end up balanced on Apple Rose's hoof and she regards them with some distaste, but soon joins her two elders in a round of laughter.

However, it was now time for the family to depart as the attendees get on the road, with Applejack and Granny Smith looking on. Apple Bloom watches as Babs Seed loads her luggage onto a taxi carriage.

Apple Bloom: I can't wait for the next reunion!

Babs Seed: Me neither!

Apple Bloom: I mean, obviously we have to get together before then!

Babs Seed: *chuckles* Obviously.

Both of them grin and give a goodbye hug.

(Y/N) was with Granny Smith and Applejack who was washing dishes.

Granny Smith: Thanks for puttin' up a reunion that everypony will remember (Y/N).

(Y/N): Not a problem Granny Smith.

Applejack: So, uh, how was your first reunion, (Y/N)?

(Y/N): To be honest, I actually liked it.

Applejack was surprised to hear that.

Applejack: Really? Despite me not listenin' to ya and ruinin' the barn?

(Y/N): You made a couple of minor hiccups Applejack, but as long as I'm with you, this was a great reunion to me.

Applejack blushes from that before going up to wrap (Y/N) in a hug which he returns.

Applejack: Oh, sugarcube. I'm so glad ya come.

(Y/N): Me too, Applejack. Me too.

Granny Smith smiles at the two sharing a heartwarming hug before they both break it.

(Y/N): Well, I've got to head home now. It's getting late. I'll see you two tomorrow.

Applejack: Alrighty then.

Granny Smith: We'll be seein' ya some other time, (Y/N).

(Y/N) nods as he flies off to head home and Applejack just smiles at him with a lovestruck face. Granny Smith then goes up and nudges her on the shoulder.

Granny Smith: If ya like (Y/N) so much, why don't ya marry him?

Applejack grows a huge blush flustered from that.

Applejack: Granny! We're just best friends! Nothin' more and nothin' less!

Granny Smith: *chuckles* If ya say so, young'un.

Granny Smith goes to leave, but Applejack turns back to the direction where (Y/N) flew off.

Applejack: (Well, maybe not nothin' more. I love (Y/N), but I hope he accepts my feelings.)

Chapter 7 End.