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Not wanting to let Braeburn down Apple Pie picked up the last horseshoe and with what felt like such beginners grace she spun around exactly three full turns and then launched the horseshoe from her mouth.

It landed around the post with a very distinct sound, it was in fact a ringer (20+18=38, Ringer) with a huge grin on her face all she could muster seemed to be an emotionless:

"Did I do good Braeburn?" She had already taken off her bonnet before picking up the horseshoe so her green mane was now let down but crimped all over the place from being held up in the bonnet for so long. It felt good to not only help out Braeburn but to also let her mane down for once. Surely this wouldn't be too much of a distraction or an issue to anypony around. She simply just stood there and looked at Braeburn not knowing what to do now as her mane blew in the wind just enough to spark a faint giggle from the small pony.

Apple Bumpkin looked on in pure shock as she watched Braeburn score such good throws, soon followed by Apple Pie's AMAZING pitch, it was her turn again and it was time to lay it all on the line for her respect and for Tiny Apple Valley.

(18+12=30, 1.5in) She grabbed the horseshoe with as much grace and diligence that she could and tossed it up into the air with eyes closed and as it fell she opened them just in time to dramatically buck the horseshoe it landed just a mear one and a half inches away from the post and just sat there. With a determined look on her face she was not about to lose to Braeburn, not for any reason.

She took the last of her chances into her mouth and forgot all about the world for a moment and just focused on the single post in front of her and getting the horseshoe around it.

(10+8=18, Miss) Bumpkin must have zoned out too much since when she came back to the horseshoe was no longer in her mouth, it was way up in a tree a few feet behind the post, even if it fell it wouldn't be even close to the sand pit that the post was resting in. Sadly Bumpkin had just lost, she had thrown all of her chances out of the window and was beaten by Braeburn, she was never going to hear the end of it...ever...

"Wow, that was a good game Braeburn!" Was all she could say even though the feeling of dread knowing that she lost to Braeburn crept across her back and turned her smile to a frown and quickly changed her whole demeanor.

With a grin as wide as the sun is high in the sky at noon Apple Bumpkin turned about to look right at the silly foals discussing 'Juice Drinking' Cutie Marks. Surely a Juice Drinking Cutie Mark wouldn't help with much in life other then staying hydrated. But that wasn't really the matter when it came down to the fact that the foals would be having fun WHILE learning, it was a win-win. But the best part was that she got more time to think about how to impress Cheerilee and get her to stop being so uncomfortable around her. It was only a matter of time before they would be friends, or so Bumpkin was hoping.

"Well 'Ah don't see why ya'll'd want a juice drinking Cutie Mark, but 'Ah can tell ya that we get the seeds out from usin a filter. It's a pretty fancy creation an't'all but mah sister here," Mid sentence she stops to point a hoof very excitably to her sister Caramel Apple who was busy discussing something with Cheerilee and Zecora, "she went an got tha moneh together an bought us a few of them ta use so we make really really good Apple Juice, but we dun make Cider like they do on Sweet Apple Acres." She said with a giggle, not seeming to take a breath the whole time and finishing it all off by resting her hoof back in perfect place on the ground and then taking a few shallow breaths trying to catch it as it flows past on the wind. She swished her tail a few times as the smile returned to her face not as big as before but still big enough for all around to know that no matter what chaos was happening or was going to happen she was ready and willing to deal with it. It was about time for them to get moving if they wanted to get to the Distillery anytime soon, not that the day was going past fast, in fact it seemed like the day was only just beginning.

Misty looked on and just blushed at Applejack as she had no idea how to respond, then Survey's statement about taking the photo came into her head. She swiftly turned her head over to him and grinned and nodded her head a few times.

"Well I have no problems with that." She giggled as she tuned over and took the pen quickly from Applejack and with a stupidly happy smile signed the apple very slowly adorning it with:

"To my very special friend,

Applejack,

Thank you for the kiss,

~Misty Morning~"

She smiled and looked back to Applejack and placed the pen back down on the table and then nodded her head a few more times.

"So Applejack, the ball is in your court. Should you want the picture to be taken we could do that, or we can just have a more proper kiss." It took her but a small giggle to get herself into the proper mental situation to be ready for the kiss now and was more ready then she was before (Not that she was even ready before.) She was decently wondering how out of porportion this kiss would get but it didn't matter that much to Misty, she just wanted to leave a good taste in Applejack's mouth, or so to speak. She leaned in close her eyes un-moving as she just stood there waiting for Survey and Applejack to be ready for the 'festivities.'

Misty looked on at Applejack who seemed to still be blushing a bit. Flapping her wings a bit she stepped forward and then rested them at her sides. She put her bit purse down and placed the five bits neatly and carefully down on the table and slid them towards Applejack with a shy grin on her face. She adjusted her goggles around her neck as she tried to dispel her own feelings of nervousness and fluster.

"You, don't mind, kissing another mare?" Misty looked at the ground then back up to Applejack, now blushing she didn't know that she now had a stupidly happy grin on her face. It wasn't so much that she wanted to kiss another mare but it was a good thing that Applejack wasn't scared to and it made her feel somewhat at ease and ready to also kiss another mare, well more be kissed by the mare.

"I wouldn't mind getting the kiss photographed or something for you to use as blackmail or even let me sign something for you. I already gave one autograph out." This promptly caused her to giggle with a strange amount of excitment as she looked about for something to focus on until Applejack was ready for the kiss.

Misty Morning took her steps forward and before she could even think about it she was now at the front of the line and standing in front of whom she was to guess was the famed Applejack, hero of Equestira (Twice over) and was here to sell apples and give kisses. Misty adjusted her goggles, and actually took them off and let them hang around her neck as she flipped her mane out of her face showing off her eyes as she looked on to Applejack.

"Oh, um, hello, you...must be Applejack." Misty was already taken a back by the amazingly fit and oddly attractive mare. Normally Misty would feel bad for observing other mares in that way but for some reason in this situation it felt....right? She let out a small sigh and then stepped even closer and closing the gap between her and Applejack.

"I, would like a bushel of apples and a kiss I guess." It took her a few moments to comprehend how she had said that and then shook her head no. "I mean...the kiss, its not what I am here for...but I do want one, not that you have to give one, its just that you could give one since its you offering but I don't need one so I don't have to pay for it. But I will pay if I have to, for the apples I mean." The thoughts in her head were confusing even to herself and she just stopped talking and looked on to Applejack.

"I'm sorry, I've just never been so close to a true famous pony such as yourself." She let out a small giggle and used her hoof to brush the back of her mane a but and unfurled her wings and flapped them trying to find the breeze hoping it would help to calm herself. Not fining it she put her wings away and returned to grinning oddly at Applejack trying to think of ways to convince her that she wasn't just another pony and that it was fine to be friendly towards her, not that Applejack had been anything but friendly to anypony who she has ever seen. At least as well as Misty knew.

Apple Bumpkin took in all the questions that the foals had for her as she bobbed her head up and down in thought. First, she turned to a small purpleish foal and started to speak.

"Teh answer ya'll are lookin fer is that each seed has its own genetic code and ta only way ta be sure ya have the same color of apples is we plant them over yonder in a fenced off area of ta farm and once they are grown enough we move them ta their proper area to be with their kin." She nodded her head and with a massive grin turned over to Apple Bloom and her grin changed to a face of pure puzzlement.

"Well 'Ah could show ya'll how we make it, or ya'll could try yer hooves at helpin makin some!" She giggled to herself a bit at the fact that she was not only going to get the foals all in one place and help keep them controlled for Cheerilee but also get them to do some tiring work. The waves of yellow chicks had receded back towards the barn now that they had devoured all of the feed, Apple Bumpkin not even wanting to look at what was left of the feed bag just sighed as she looked on to the chicks staring at her from inside the shade of the barn, their small beedy eyes seeming to watch every single twitch of her body. One of these days the chicks would grow up and some would leave her care, but it still seemed like it was a very far time away before they were anymore then helpless little hungry chicks who devour every ounce of food in their path. She turned to Cheerilee as she started talking about the buddy system and a strange thought came through her head.

"Well if'n the kids have ta do it, shouldn't we do it to? Only fair an t'all." She grinned a little and nodded her head to Cheerilee. Noticing that Rem was still passed out was starting to worry her a bit. " 'Ah've never seen a pegasus sleep this long. What in tarnation did he eat this mornin?" She put a hoof to her chin as she pondered the cause of his long sleep and then looked back over all the foals and smiled, it was a nice change of pace to not only have some foals on the farm that were willing to learn but she also had Cheerilee AND Zecora on the farm.

With a huge grin and a giggle she looked on as Braeburn preformed so well in front of all the on lookers. She stood up on her back hooves and stuck her front left hoof out and her front right hoof up as she managed to mutter out a emotionless.

"Yay, go Braeburn." Before she stumbled and slipped on the grass and fell on her back but she was quick to right herself and resume her stance on all fours as she straightened up as Braeburn ruffled her mane. She was glad that he was feeling so good now and that made her happy and excited as she looked on to the game that she was starting to see was more then just tossing horseshoes. She narrowed her eyes trying to figure out how they were keeping score of the points or how the points were even awarded but it just seemed a bit too complicated, unlike bucking apple trees. With a gentle tug on Braeburn's hoof she pulled his head down and whispered in his ear.

"Next round, may I try and throw one?" She was only wondering since now the game actually seemed sort of entertaining. After she let Braeburn return to his standing upright position Apple Pie looked around as more and more of the family made their way over to the Horseshoes area and began to play their own games of it.

Apple Bumpkin gritted her teeth as she saw the two amazing pitches of the last round and his two almost as amazing pitches of the new round. She took a deep breath and pitched her first horseshoe.

(19+13=32) It was a ringer, but just barely. She looked on and let out a sigh of relief as it landed around the post. She wasn't sure exactly how her aim was so off today but she knew that it wasn't something that bad to worry about right now since she had another pitch before the round was over. She quickly picked up her other horseshoe in her mouth and with Sleepy finally awakening to yawn she spins around and throws the horseshoe with almost a sniper's accuracy towards the post. (20+19=39) It was another ringer, but this time it was near perfect. She looked on with excitment this time as the horseshoe spun around the post a few times before losing its pull around the post and landing just against it as a leaner. She let out a sigh and returned her face to that of determination. She knew that she could preform better and she knew that it was just practice at the moment. She let out a giggle and turned to Braeburn and Apple Pie.

"Wow, ya'll really are good Braeburn! But 'Ah have been off my game so ya'll better get ready for our final round, its going to be a no holds pitchoff for the title of best Horseshoe-er of the Apple Family!" She giggled as she hyped not only herself but Braeburn as well. The young mare was so full of excitement now that she was almost to the point of Pinkie Pie and bouncing all over the place instead of trotting there.

She grabbed her next Horseshoe and pitched it, it landed a mile away from the post (1+1=2) With a frowning face she picked up her last Horseshoe for the round and spun around a few times before launching it from her mouth at the post. It landed with almost straight on accuracy...decently far away from it. (12+8=20) Apple Bumpkin let out a sigh and looked on wondering what in the world was throwing her game off so much now. Then it hit her, Sleepy was awake now and was unbalancing her. She let out a giggle as the thoughts ran through her head and she shook them as quickly as they came.

With a strange grin she trotted forward in the line making her way slowly forward to the kissing booth. She now knew what the deal was, but she would have to dig around in her uniform to find her bit purse. Maybe Applejack would be willing to help get it out. She giggled to herself as that thought crossed her mind then shook her head as she put her goggles on so she could actually see and not cut anypony in line. She noted that there was two ponies who she had seemed to have cut in front of so she slowly moved back behind them, as she did she recognized Rarity.

"You.....you are the pony who had those.....wings, at the young flyers competition. You are the one that distracted the whole event. Tell me, what is your secret for drawing in the crowds as you do?" She was busy nodding her head a few times as she was talking at Rarity not really to her. She really did want to know Rarity's secret but she knew it was most likely going to be something that only a fancy unicorn could do or use, but it was always worth a shot to try and get a few secrets about how to get yourself some new fans or possible special someponies.

"Oh, pardon me, where are my manners." She blushed slightly and then bowed before Rarity.

"My name is Misty Morning, it is a pleasure to meet you face to face....Properly." She giggled as she recalled what happened the last time the two were this close. It ended with one of them getting kicked in the head and being knocked out but that wasn't going to happen this time.

With a few nods and a soft giggle she finished brushing the feed off of Timid Star and then mussed his mane with her hoof as to reassure him that everything was going to be ok.

"Well come on now then youngin! Lets get ya back to Cheerilee so we can continue yer lessons." She was full of excitement and energy even if the visit from the foals and Cheerilee wasn't going exactly to key, there wasn't much else that they could really do about it other then move on. Apple Bumpkin reflected back on the words of Cheerilee being sorry for the foals causing such a commotion on the farm but it really isn't her fault at all nor would it be attributed to her. Apple Bumpkin had nothing but good thoughts for the teacher who was also a very striking mare and had an amazing way of carrying herself. She knew it was strange to think like this but not only was she good with foals, but she also seemed to always try and find the best in everypony no matter what the situation. Yes, she could be forceful or reprimanding when called for but it seemed to Apple Bumpkin that there was nothing that Cheerilee could do wrong. As Apple Bumpkin trotted back to the main group with Timid Star in tow she let out a soft giggle seeing Rem still passed out in front of the feed bag. She trotted slowly over passed him and patted Sweetie Belle on the head with a giggle and noted that Sleepy was still in her mane, for some reason Sleepy really liked Sweetie Belle.

"Here we have it Cheerilee, Timid Star!" She let out a very grand and opertune enterence for the foal who was behind her.

"Well, now that we have how to feed the Chicks when yer tired out of the way..." She trailed off into a small giggle before regaining her thoughts. "What else would ya'll like ta learn about, if 'Ah recall Cheerilee, ya wanted ta go on a tour of our farm at one point." She nodded her head a few times and grins at Cheerilee, trying to hide all her excitement for even having the teacher on her farm.

Misty Morning had an awkward grin on her face as she fumbled about for a quill or some sort of pen to sign Pigpen's book with. She found her quill inside of her uniform and slowly started to sign her name in the Autograph book. She noted many of the other Wonderbolts had their name in the book and it was of great honor to add her name to the list.

"And...There...That should do...I think..." She couldn't really see the page that well so she brought it right up to her face and stared hard at it trying to make out if she had ran through someponyelses name or not. Having justly convinced herself that she had not she held the book out for Pigpen to take back. She let the wind blow and wisp her mane back and her awkward grin turned to one of pure joy as she let out a small giggle wondering who else would recognize her, she knew the name Applejack but it had been some time since she had actually SEEN this mare and knew that even though they didn't get a chance to talk before that they for sure had gotten a good look at one another.

"So Mr.Pigpen." Misty Morning tried to speak with the book still hanging in her mouth. "Is there, anything, else that I, can do, for you?" Her eyes seemed to go into a happy stance as the wind blew again and this time wisped her manein the other direction. She was still dead set on figuring out why all these ponies were in line to buy apples from Applejack, she knew that Applejack was part of the Apple Family but you could honestly buy these amazing apples from any of the Apple Family members since they all seemed to be in great communication with each other so that they never ran out of stock at any of the farms.

"You said, that Applejack, was offering, kisses?" She was still not sure if she had heard that properly but her hearing wasn't the issue, it was her eyesight. She had no idea that there were more ponies around save for the noise they were making. The only ponies she could see were Pigpen and a few others.

She looked around her a bit worried about things that were going on, Braeburn seemed slightly dissapointed in her that she wasn't out talking with the other Apples or being more social but to her all that mattered at the moment was Braeburn and she wanted to just spend some time with him. She nodded her head as she was addressed by Braeburn and referenced in his later acceptence speech of her cousin's challenge. She let out a soft giggle as he called her his 'lucky charm' but the comment about not needing her was a bit as a stab in her chest that she wasn't even worth being his lucky charm. She frowned and teared up a bit but just stood next to Braeburn and wiped the tears from her eyes before she nodded her head firmly. She was going to be the best Lucky Charm ever and was going to make sure that Braeburn did well and she had even been practicing her cheer for him in the meantime that she was working alone. She was ready for the games to begin but she herself didn't want to participate as per the fact that Horseshoes wasn't work, it made little sense to do things that were not work or work related to Apple Pie. She just looked on again and nodded her head some more not even sure what she was nodding about anymore.

"Games, I....You....have fun...." She managed to get out before having to shut her mouth again as she was scared what other ponies would think of her actually talking now since the last time that she had been around all these Apples she wasn't able to talk very well even though her and Braeburn had worked on it a bit back in Appleoosa it didn't really seem to matter since she was still shy and didn't want to actually converse with many ponies there.

With a nod and a huge grin she flipped her mane out of her face and strangely accepted Cider's gift of another hoofkerchief even though the one she had was hoof made by her sister so she would NEVER trade it out for ANYTHING, EVER. She was too full of pride and joy of having the one her sister made to accept anything else since her sister wore a matching one that she had also made. It kept the two of them close in heart and spirit since Apple Bumpkin never took it off, unless it got wet, and even then she didn't keep it off for long.

"Well thank ya Apple Cider! But 'Ah can't trade out mah sisters gift ta me fer yers, just wouldn't be right an' all." She still let Apple Cider tie it around her neck and then adjusted it accordingly. She did look strange now having two hoofkerchiefs around her neck but that would pass once she figured out how to incorporate them both into her attire somehow. She looked about after Cider was done and then shot Braeburn a devious grin.

"Well then, lets get this'n here game on the go!" She spoke in a very challenging tone that stated that she was very very ready for this game of horseshoes to begin.

For the game of Horseshoes I will be using River's model for the points system. To keep things fair I am using an automated D20 generator found here:

http://www.brockjone...roller/dice.htm

Simply click the D20 button and it will give you a fully randomized number for your roll.

Please do not cheat (This goes for everypony and not just Apples)

If played proper this game will be fun and very enjoyable so please follow the rules and use the automatic d20 roller OR role one of your own.

Thank you all very much.

Apple Bumpkin looked over just in time to see the bunny being put on the empty feed bag. Things were happening so fast here it was hard for Bumpkin to know what to do first, save Cheerilee from the torrent of chicks, save the foal who passed out and slid on the ground, chase after the foal who ran through the feed bag, or help the bunny. The answer came quickly enough when she rushed over to the bunny and began to inspect it. After giving it the good 'Apple Family once over' she gave the significant medical status of: Not bad at all.

"The bunny is gunna be fine ya'll, just hit its head is t'all." She rubbed the poor bunnies head and then stood back up. " 'Ah'll just put him over here in the shade fer now." She slowly picked up the bunny and dragged the feed bag over with her to the shade of the tree and set the poor bunny back on it. He was dizzy and in a touch of pain, but it would be just fine after the initial sting of the hit wore off. She then turned to Cheerilee, a swarm of chicks all about her. With a decisive stomp all of the chicks stopped what they were doing and fell silent.

"Chicks, here, now." Was all she had to say before they all swarmed over to her and looked on in wonder at Apple Bumpkin. Sleepy was still sitting on Sweetie Belle's head but then again he didn't ever care what Apple Bumpkin wanted him to do. Bumpkin looked back over to Cheerilee and brushed some of the feed off of her. The chicks followed behind Apple Bumpkin as if she was their mother. She began to trot in the direction that the young foal who's name she didn't catch ran off in, but it wouldn't be that hard to find them considering the farm was a very straight forward design.

"Sorry bout all this Cheerilee, 'Ah'll go find yer missin foal." She said as she started moving faster and faster the chicks trying to keep up with her but eventually just giving up and waiting where they lost sight of Bumpkin. She looked about for the small foal, and only saw a swarm of chicks chasing a giant pile of feed that seemed to be moving in circles now. She bolted over to the foal and brushed the feed off of them. Once she did the chicks stopped chasing the foal and went back to just eating the pile of feed on the ground. She looked at Timid and wondered if they knew they were safe now. With a giggle she spoke softly to the foal.

"Well, ya'll look right and proper now, mind as well stop yer runnin and come with me back to Cheerilee. Ya got her all worried ya know." She said as she sat down next to the chicks.

Still with a worried face TurnTimber stood back up and looked at the Princess as best she could without turning away. She hasn't noticed who I am yet, but she surely has some suspicion about it. TurnTimber thought to herself as she brushed her mane back as it was still in costume and she fiddled with her glasses.

"Um, yes, sorry, there was....something in my eye is all." She said with a sniffle as she tried her best again to take in the pony princess who's beauty put the spotlight on her and shadowed out TurnTImber's own looks even though she herself had been told many times that she was a very attractive pony. With a sigh she shook her head but in doing so her glasses fell off her face and her mane seemed to slip out from the bow that was tied in it. Anypony who knew of TurnTimber the pirate would surely recognized her now. That didn't matter anymore though since all she wanted was the R.E.N. items and maybe a few other things in the shop, as it stood she was breaking no laws and there was no proof that she was even the same pony that they were looking for. She quickly put her mane back into her bow and attempted to giggle as she looked around for her glasses that seemed to have slid under some of the near by items by accident. She bowed down to Cadence again but this time instead of mumbling to herself she only said a few words in a very direct and softened tone.

"My princess, I live to serve." She knew that Cadence wouldn't know what she meant, but to TurnTimber it was a good thing to say to the princess who she actually wouldn't mind serving under should she ever be forced into some sort of Military corrections program. Sure Celestia and Luna had their good points, but Cadence had more then both put together. Or so TurnTimber saw it.

"My name is Port Sides, I am a R.E.N. Historical buff and collector of R.E.N. artifacts." She blurted out at the last minute before deepening her bow more.

She had been trotting around stealthily for a while now but it was just at this moment that she tore out from behind a bush and gripped herself straight onto Braeburn's front hoof. She held on tight and gave Braeburn a sort of uneasy smile as she looked around at all the other ponies who were family but she only knew who a few of them actually were. She hadn't actually ever met a majority of her family for a long period of time other then at the Family Reunions or at other Apple Family gatherings. She was pretty content just being right next to Braeburn but she was still unsure of why he dragged her away from work to bring her here. There was no work for her here, and she was told to have this thing called 'fun' which was all but a foreign concept to her. She wasn't wearing her signature bonnet today since she wasn't out working so her green mane fell just to the side of her face and bobbed with almost every movement that she did. She let out a small sigh as Braeburn accepted a duel of horseshoes with their cousin Apple Bumpkin. She had played Horseshoes once, it wasn't that hard, but she would rather buck apple trees or collect fallen apples over this silly 'game' any day. She looked on as she knew that Braeburn had forgotten that she was even there at the moment until she had grabbed onto him.

With a giggle she curtsied to Braeburn.

"Well 'Ah'll be more then obliged to beat you then Braeburn." She couldn't stop giggling at the thought that Braeburn had hopes of winning against her. Back home when she wasn't collecting the apples or at market, she played Horseshoes with the chicks. Granted they were not very good at it and often cheated by taking the horseshoe in their beaks and running it down to the stake but she got used to it. As if almost on cue Sleepy emerged from inside of her Hoofkerchief and with a sigh Apple Bumpkin patted the small chick on the head as it started chirping.

"Now how in the blazes did ya'll stay in my hoofkerchief all day an me not know it?" She asked the small chick as it jumped out of where it was sleeping and resting on top of her head with what seemed to be a sly grin on its face.

"Do pardon me Braeburn..." She had started before she noticed Apple Pie streak past and grab onto Braeburn. "Oh, Hello Apple Pie!" She said before she returned to her previous thoughts. "Sleepy here decided it would be funny ta sleep in my hoofkerchief again and go wit me ta the Reunion. 'Ah hope you are not still afraid to lose to me in horseshoes since 'Ah now have mah good luck charm." She gave Braeburn a wink and giggle as the small chick started to chirp again its chirps soft but still full of energy and excitement. "Don' worry bout ol' Sleepy, she'll fall back asleep here soon. All she does is sleep." She giggled again as the chick started to nest itself on the top of her mane.

Misty giggled to herself as the pony informed her of what the line was for and with a slight blush at the part about getting a kiss from Applejack. She had heard of Applejack from Spitfire and Soarin but it was different to actually meet her in person. She swished her mane back as the tall stallion asked her which of the Wonderbolts she was.

"Misty, Misty Morning, but most ponies just call me Misty." She nodded her head a few times and then shook her mane lose again and let it fall down to frame her face how she liked it. She tried to get a better look at the pony but her nose scrutched up as she caught a good whif of him and the sound of the flies buzzing around him was distracting her. Her ears clearly tracking their sound as she just looked on into nothing. She tilted her head to the side a touch and tried to pinpoint where all the yelling was coming from. She let out a small cough as she was still sick from her last run through the rain but that was what she got for being so in love with rain. She was a bit wobbly and it was clear that she wasn't feeling a hundred percent but it wasn't as if she was that sick to pass out or be in any danger.

"It is a pleasure to meet you Mr. Pigpen, if I may ask how do you know about the Wonderbolts or what do you do for a living?" She giggled as she asked an obvious question, everypony who was anypony knew about the Wonderbolts.