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Fantastic app! Complete and well written!

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Excellent app! All of the required fields are filled and it's very well written.

Though this app is brief in some places, in my opinion, there's enough here to pass.

Recommending this app for further Senior RPH analysis!

After they brought the bushels of apples for AppleJack to give to the Princess and then watching her accept them, Granny Smith and Uncle Apple Strudel stood back to see what would happen next.

"Thar goes two more bushels, Strudel! Perty soon, we'll have sold all them thar surplus apples off!" Granny Smith neighed with a happy grin.

"Javol, mein sister!" added Uncle Apple Strudel, "dis sale is going vonderba!"

"Yesiree! Who wouldda thunk offerin' kisses could sell so many apples! Y'know brother, maybe next time we git a bumper crop of apples, I'll be the one sellin' the kisses!"

"You Granny?"

"Yeah ME! What's wrong with that, brother?"

"Vell sister, for vone ting, you vant to see AppleJack married off, ja?"

"Sure do! But what's that gotta do with it?"

"If you allow AppleJack un' AppleBloom to be dee vones giving kisses, den they may find dee guy of dere dreams! Now if you take dat avay from dem.."

"Reckon ya gotta point thar, Strudel. I wouldn't wanna stand in mah granddaughter's way of findin' happiness. But ya gotta admit, when I kisses that thar Perfesser guy, I showed I STILL got it!"

"If you say so, mein sister," Apple Strudel said, rolling his eyes as he spoke.

Winter storm Cato is hitting my area, electric is already flickering.

May lose power, if I do, no net so, no Canterlot.

UPDATE: Power went off 3 times so far, could go off for good soon..

UPDATE: Power kept flickering, but didn't go off completely. Another snowstorm tonight, but I think I should be OK.... 11-27-14

Seeing that Princess Cadance had now reached the front of the line, both Granny Smith and Uncle Apple Strudel gave the customary respectful bow. But as the two elderly pony siblings bowed, there was a loud cracking sound that instantly filled the air.

"Vhat was dat noise?" Uncle Apple Strudel asked as the bearded stallion stood back up began to look all around.

"I think that was me, Strudel," Granny Smith admitted, the elderly mare still in the 'bowing' position. "Think it's mah back agin."

"ACK! UNEEMAL!" Apple Strudel shouted, "are you in pain?"

"Ain't so much the pain as it is bein' stuck like this fer a spell. Strudel, ya know what ta do."

"Javol, mein sister," the bearded stallion calmly said as he reared up his hind legs and gave Granny Smith a swift kick on her left hip. The quick 'snap' sound attested to the success of the impromptu procedure.

"Ah! That feels a heap better!" the elderly mare neighed, standing up straight on her four hooves. "Thank ya, Strudel!"

"You are velcome, mein sister."

Happy Birthday, QuickLime, and have a great time!

As Granny Smith stood deep in thought about Fez's hat, it was her brother, Uncle Apple Strudel, who suddenly realized something important.

"ACH! UNEEMAL!" the bearded stallion shouted, "dee apples! Vee must get dee apple order up to dee booth, mein sister!"

"Jumpin' Gee-hoss-a-fat! Yur right as rain, Strudel!" the elderly Earth mare neighed back. "Er, what was that thar order?"

"Vone bushel of Red Delicious, und vone bushel of MacIntosh!"

"No no no, Strudel. Red and Big Mac ain't here! We're gonna have ta git this order ourselves!"

"Er, javol, mein sister," Uncle Apple Strudel said with a sigh, not wanting to argue with Granny Smith, the gray bearded stallion quickly pushed the two bushels of apples over to the stand near AppleJack. "I am sorry for dee delay, Fraulien AppleJack. Here is dee two bushels you vanted."

"See Strudel, I told ya we didn't need Red and Big Mac ta deliver these up!" Granny Smith neighed confidently.

"You are right of course, mein sister," Apple Strudel said with a warm smile.

Posting this now ahead of time.

Not only is my home net derping (pretty badly at the moment) but I will be attending a seminar starting on Thursday (7-24-14) through Saturday (7-26-14). Hopefully, I should be back online after that, assuming my net server quits acting up.

As the two elderly siblings settled down, they spotted AppleJack's signal for more Red Delicious apples.

"Ya catch that thar sign, Strudel?" Granny Smith asked.

"Javol mein sister!" Uncle Apple Strudel neighed as the breaded stallion rushed up to the stand pushing two bushel baskets of Red Delicious apples up to her. "Dere you are!"

"Good work! I think that thar lampshade wearin' stallion wanted two bushels!"

"Dat's called a fez!"

"The guy's name is Fez? That's a kinda odd name fer a stallion."

"Nein! Dat's not his name!"

"Then why did ya say it was his name? Yur really confusin' me, little brother!"

Uncle Apple Strudel opened his mouth to response, but then closed it quickly, realizing it was probably a lost cause.

"I am sorry, Granny," he said with a nod.

Both Granny Smith and Uncle Apple Strudel watched in fascination as Memory Lane approached the front of the line.

"I gotta agree with mah Applejack on this'n," Granny Smith whispered to her younger brother. "That sure is a funny lookin' hat that thar unicorn guy's a-wearin'."

"Dat hat is called a fez, mein sister," Apple Strudel answered back, "dee fez is a hat dat vas first popular in parts of Saddle Arabia und now has become accepted all over Equestria."

"Well, if'n ya ask me, it kinda looks like a small lampshade! It's even gotta pull rope on top of it!"

"Nein! Do not say such tings about a pony's hat. Dat vould be considered rude."

"Reckon ya gotta point thar, Strudel. Besides, what if somepony made fun of yur green pointy hat? That'd be rude too."

"Javol," the bearded stallion nodded in agreement as the two elderly ponies waited for their next orders from Applejack.

As Uncle Apple Strudel sat and morned the loss of his ancient box camera, Granny Smith tossed a red apple at his head that found it's target.

"OUCH! HAY! Vhat's dee big idea, mein sister?" the gray bearded stallion shouted.

"Stop yur bellyachin' about that fool camera of yurs an' keep yur mind on yur job!" Granny Smith yelled back. "Need two more bushels of apples up front, pronto!"

"Javol Granny Smith!" Apple Strudel answered with a hoof salute as he pushed two bushels of apples over to the apple stand where AppleJack was standing.

Going to be attending an annual convention starting tomorrow (6-12-14) and running through Sunday (6-15-14). Net time (and thus, Canterlot time) will be limited.

"WAY TA GO, BIG MAC!" Granny Smith shouted as the excited elderly mare began taking photos of the Princess and her grandson together. She clicked so many pictures with her camera that moments after the kiss, it ran out of film. "Carn-sarn fancy camera! When are they gonna make a camera that kin take more than 16 shots to a reel? Oh well, the important thing is, I got'm! I got'm! A great moment in Apple Family history and I got it! Ain't that great Strudel? STRUDEL? HAY STRUDEL, WHERE ARE YA?"

As Granny Smith was occupied with her camera, her bearded brother was quickly setting up his huge camera set, tying together the broken legs of his tripod so it could stand erect.

"Almost ready, und den I vill have a photo of mein own!" Uncle Apple Strudel announced.

"Too late, Strudel, they kissed already."

"ACK! UNEEMAL! I missed dee moment? Dat is sad," the disappointed stallion muttered as one of the crudely patched up legs of the tripod gave way, bringing the huge box camera crashing to the ground. This set off the flash powder, causing a blinding flash of light. The force of the explosion bashed the camera against the side of the apple stand, leaving it in smouldering ruins.

"MEIN CAMERA!" Strudel shouted, looking very sad that his beloved antique camera was no more...

As Big Mac stepped up to kiss Princess Celestia, Granny Smith turned and shouted in the direction of her brother who was galloping up to her.

"Strudel! Hurry up with that thar camera! We're gonna miss the moment if'n we don't hurry!"

"Here it is, mein sister," a nearly out of breath Uncle Apple Strudel said, giving the camera to his sister before collasping on the grass.

"Alrighty, here we go!" the elderly mare as she brought the camera up to her face and readied to take photos. "C'mon Big Mac! Go ahead an' kiss'r! We're ready fer it!"

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When Granny Smith overheard what AppleJack had said to Princess Celestia, the elderly mare got excited as she turned to her bearded brother.

"Hay Strudel! Big Mac's gonna kiss the Princess! We gotta git that on film!"

"But Granny, you destroyed mein tripod and den you got mad und.."

"Not with that crazy camera of yurs, ya old coot! Go inta the house an' fetch that thar modern camera of ours, the one we use ta take all them Apple Family Reunions pictures with!"

"Ja mein sister, I remember dat vone!"

"Don't jist stand around rememberin' it, GO GIT IT HERE, PRONTO!"

"Javol!" Uncle Apple Strudel neighed, turning to gallop back to the house to get the camera.

Granny Smith, after giving her bearded brother a piece of her mind, listened to Princess Celestia's apple order.

"HAY STRUDEL!" the elderly mare shouted, "Princess Celestia jist ordered 23 bushels of apples! Three ta take with'r and the other 20 ta be picked up later on! Bring three bushels up to the stand fer AppleJack ta give out and then go back and set aside 20 bushels, mark'm so ya don't accidentally sell'm off!

"Javol mein sister!" Apple Strudel neighed as the bearded stallion went straight to work. Moving very quickly for a pony his age, Uncle Apple Strudel soon brought up three bushels of fresh apples to the apple stand. "Dere now! I vill go set aside dee rest of dee bushels dee Princess bought."

"See that ya do, brother," Granny Smith said as she then turned to see what would happen next at the apple stand.

Granny Smith happily neighed in response to Princess Celestia's recollections about their first meeting.

"Lands sakes! You sure do have a good memory, yur highness," the elderly mare said, "I have trouble rememberin' what I had fer breakfast this mornin'!"

After the blast that sent Uncle Apple Strudel skyward, he fell towards the ground, covering his eyes and waiting for impact with the Earth before Princess Celestia used her magic to bring him down safely.

"Danka! Danka Princess Celestia, und I vill remember vhat you said to me!"

"Strudel, are ya alright?"

"Ja Granny, I am fine."

"You SURE yur alright?"

"Ja mein sister, I am unharmed."

"WELL THEN, TAKE THIS!" the furious mare yelled as she grabbed the tripod and slammed it down on the bearded stallion's head, breaking it in half. "That's fer scarin' ten years outta mah life with that fool stunt of yurs! You ever pull a trick like that agin' and I'll REALLY give it to ya good, got me?"

"Javol, Granny Smith," the dazed, wobbly elderly stallion said as tweeting birds circled his head.

Granny Smith smiled at Presteza's words as she accepted the five bit tip.

"Why thank ya, Miss Presteza! I'll be sure ta give AppleJack this tip! She sure did earn it, I reckon."

As Princess Celestia approached the front of the line, Granny Smith was awestruck and immediately gave her a polite bow.

"Your majesty!" the elderly green mare neighed as she bowed momentarily. "Betcha don't remember the first time you and me met! It was a long, long time ago an' I was a little filly back then. Ya greeted mah whole family and even gave us a plot of land ta farm!"

Distracted by the Princess, Uncle Apple Strudel readied his huge, bulky camera and aimed it for a quick photo op. The bearded stallion lit the flash powder, removed the camera lens covers and....

BOOM!!!!!

Once again, Strudel had used too much flash powder. The sound of the exploding powder echoed all around, the flash it produced was blinding as the force of the explosion sent Uncle Apple Strudel skyward.

"ACK! UNEEMAL!" he shouted as he flew straight up in the air.

"Strudel! Git back down here, ya crazy galoot! Earth ponies ain't supposed ta fly!" Granny Smith yelled upward as her brother ascended into the blue sky, and was now starting his descent back down....

As Granny Smith waited to collect Presteza's money, Uncle Apple Strudel carefully snuck his big, bulky camera out and set it on it's tripod.

"I VILL not repeat mein mistakes dee last time I used dis camera," the elderly bearded stallion thought to himself, "I must get photos of Princess Celestia und Princess Cadance! How often vill dee ever come to Sveet Apple Acres?"

As he set up the flash bar and prepared to aim the camera, Granny Smith whispered to her granddaughter.

"We got more royalty a comin' through the line, AppleJack. Best put yur best face forward."

Meanwhile, Uncle Apple Strudel started pouring out the flash powder, trying not to use too much this time around.

Good news and bad news weatherwise here.

Good news? Looks like another big snowstorm is heading north of us, we may get very little snow from it.

Bad news? WIND! Winds are gusting here and could lead to power outages. My lights have already flickered a few times tonight so I could lose electric before the Wind advisory ends tomorrow at 11am.

My net is also acting more derpy than usual now, probably because of the windstorm.

So if I vanish from the net for a few days, you'll know why.

Granny Smith prepared to receive Carrot Top's bits as Uncle Apple Strudel brought up her bushel of apples. As the bearded stallion looked up and then at the head of the line, he noticed Princess Celestia there.

"Look mein sister, it's Princess Celestia!" Uncle Apple Strudel neighed. "I must get a photo of her today!"

"Furgit it, Strudel!" Granny Smith protested, "that durn big ol' camera of yurs caused a lotta trouble when ya tried ta take Princess Luna's picture! I ain't gonna let ya do that agin!"

"But Granny Smith, how many opportunities vill vee get like dis? Besides dat, I know vhat vent wrong last time. It vas an accident vith dee flash powder und I vill not make dat same mistake tvice."

"No way, brother! Yur gonna stay right here an' do yur job!"

"Look over dere, mein sister! Is dat Professor Krashkop flying by?"

"WHERE? WHERE'S HE AT?" Granny shouted as the elderly mare looked up into the sky. As she continued looking upward, Uncle Apple Strudel snuck away long enough to retrieve his huge old time tripod box camera and supplies. The bearded stallion managed to hide all his camera gear behind the apple stand just as a frustrated Granny Smith turned her head back towards him.

"I don't see'm, Strudel! Whar was he at?"

"I tink I vas mistaken, forgive me, mein sister."

"Maybe ya need yur eyes checked! Yur gitt'n too old! Ya ain't young and spry like ME!" Granny neighed as she started to move around and jump, only to stop when there was a loud 'cracking' sound coming from her hips. "CHARLIE HORSE! CHARLIE HORSE!"

In response, Apple Strudel grabbed her uplifted hind leg and pushed it back down quickly, causing another cracking sound.

"Ah! Thanks, Strudel, I needed that!"

"Now, vhat vas dat you vere saying about being young und spry?"

"Hush up and bring up some more apples!"

"Javol, mein sister," Strudel said with a giggle.

Hi all! I did make it to my mom's place. As you have noticed, I do have some net access, but it is on a unreliable carrier (neighbor's Wi-Fi) and I am unable to do Skype or Chatrooms. If anyone has any messages for me, PM me through Canterlot.com. I should be able to read and reply to it.

Don't know how long I'll be stuck here, I'm anticipating that I'll be here until Saturday afternoon, if the power hasn't been knocked out back home. Situation is very fluid now, I'll try to keep y'all posted.

Both Granny Smith and Uncle Apple Strudel were still in a state of shock over the apparent news of Twilight Sparkle's pregnancy until they both heard the denial by AppleJack.

"Whew!" the bearded stallion neighed with a sigh of relief, "I am glad it is not so!"

"Mah Applejack's the Pony of Honesty!" added Granny Smith, "If'n she says it ain't so then it ain't so! My granddaughter would NEVER tell a fib! Now let's git back ta work here, brother!"

"Javol!" Uncle Apple Strudel said as he brought forward the bushel that Carrot Top had requested. Granny Smith stood ready to collect the bits from the farm mare.

"Thar sure is a long line of ponies here waitin' on apples an' kisses, Strudel. Looks like we're gonna have ta work DOUBLE TIME!"

"Ja, mein sister!" the bearded stallion replied.

Well, I know this could sound like a broken record, but truth is truth.

My area is likely to get a lot of snow from the Winter Storm Pax (I hope they're wrong about this). So, this could mean my house could lose power as early as Wednesday Night (1-12-04) or the next day. If that happens, obviously, I'll be off the internet for a while, possibly days.

So if I vanish from Skype and the net, you'll know why.

I truly hope the storm misses us. My area's been very fortunate so far this winter, but you never know.

UPDATE

Looks like I'm going to drive to my mom's house this afternoon (1-12-14) to ride out the snowstorm since it looks like they'll have power there. I might stay there for a few days. May not have internet at all or very limited net. No Skyping or chatrooms, but I might be able to access Canterlot.com and e-mail.

That's the update

Granny Smith was busy at the back of the apple stand, counting the bits they had collected so far, so she didn't hear AppleJack's comment about her behavior (AJ would be thankful Granny didn't overhear it) but nearby, Uncle Apple Strudel heard it and gave out a light chuckle.

"Hay Strudel, whatcha laughin' at?" Granny Smith asked.

"Oh, it is nutin', mein sister, nutin' important at all," the bearded stallion answered back as he resumed his work. Glancing over in AppleBloom's direction, Apple Strudel noticed how the young filly seemed to be daydreaming outloud as she played with the apples around her.

"Fraulien AppleBloom!" the elderly stallion neighed in a soft, non-threatening tone. "I tink you are losing focus on our task. Vee have to have dees apples sorted und placed in baskets so your sister can sell dem. Please pay attention und keep your mind on your work. Maybe it vould help if vee sang a song together as vee sort dees apples! I know! Vee could sing a Germaney folk tune! I vill teach it to you, ja?"

Soon, the elderly stallion began to sing, in his usual off-key manner: O, du lieber Augustin, Augustin, Augustin, O, du lieber Augustin, alles ist hin. Geld ist weg, Mensch ist weg, Alles hin, Augustin. O, du lieber Augustin, Alles ist hin. Rock ist weg, Stock ist weg, Augustin liegt im Dreck, O, du lieber Augustin, Alles ist hin. Und selbst das reiche Wien, Hin ist's wie Augustin; Weint mit mir im gleichen Sinn, Alles ist hin! Jeder Tag war ein Fest, Und was jetzt? Pest, die Pest! Nur ein groß' Leichenfest, Das ist der Rest. Augustin, Augustin, Leg' nur ins Grab dich hin! O, du lieber Augustin, Alles ist hin!"

The song of the tone-deaf Uncle Apple Strudel abruptly stopped when he overheard a female voice in the line shout that Twilight was pregnant.

"ACK! UNEEMAL! PRINCESS TWILIGHT IS PREGNANT???"

The bearded stallion nearly fainted when he heard the apparent news. The old fashioned Germaney stallion was in total shock.