This is my very first story so please don't judge me too harshly! I hope you enjoy!

Applejack awoke, and she could see the sun just starting to rise over the mountains in the east. It appeared today was going to be another beautiful day over Sweet Apple Acres which, as always, meant the same thing. There was work to be done. Though it was quite a bit earlier than most ponies woke up, the Apple family needed as much time as possible for the ongoing apple harvest season. Applejack trotted out of her room, past the sleeping Apple Bloom's room and down the stairs to the kitchen, where Big Macintosh was already sitting eating his oatmeal breakfast, as always.

"Good morning to ya, Big Mac, It's sure lookin' to be a fine day today don't you reckon?"

"Eyup!"

"Y'all is ready for another fine day of applebuckin'?"

"Eyup!"

Applejack sat down at the table with Big Macintosh, where she dug into her own bowl of oatmeal, which was always prepared so well by Granny Smith.

"We's almost done with the harvest Big Mac, just a few more days 'for we can finally sell these apples and call it a season!"

...

Applejack made her way over to the apple orchard, carrying several buckets on her back. "This sure is heaven, even if it is hard work! I couldn't imagine doing anything else."

She thought about her time in Manehatten, and just how wrong it felt. She knew her place was here at the farm, with her family, not as some city pretty girl. Life without Big Mac, Granny Smith, and of course even her mischievous sister Apple Bloom, just seemed unbearable. She loved who she was, and she wore her light brown Stetson hat proud. Her Stetson hat. Oh how Applejack loved it, wore it everywhere she went, practically slept with it. Applejack couldn't imagine life without her hat as well, and she felt proud to wear it as she bucked a tree, every single apple falling effortlessly into the large wooden buckets below. Soon after, Big Macintosh joined her, carrying the apples she collected back to the farm. Everything was perfect.

…

Sometime in the late afternoon, as the sun began to turn orange with the oncoming sunset, the Cutie Mark Crusaders were heading home from their tree house headquarters in the woods, when they ran into Applejack, who was still bucking apples for the harvest.

"Howdy Applejack, are y'all almost done with applebucking for the day?"

"Sure is sis, just a few more trees and I'll be ready to hit the hay"

"Ah want to be just like you when A'hm older applejack, Ah want to wear a hat just like you, and buck apples just like you, Ah think that's how ah can earn my cutie mark!"

"YEAH! Let's try it" Said an eager Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle

"Oh alright then, say, would you girls like to try on my hat right now?"

"Oh yes!" the three crusaders said all at once.

Applejack then gave her hat to AppleBloom, but the other two crusaders did not respond well, each filly wanted to wear the hat first.

"Hey I want to wear it first!" said Scootaloo

"No I should wear it first" Said Sweetie Belle

"Applejack gave it to me first!" Said Applebloom

Before Applejack could do anything, she watched in horror as the three crusaders all tried to get their hooves on her precious hat, trying to wrestle it away from one another. A ball of dust formed as the girls tumultuously wrestled for the hat. Then applejack heard a sound she had hoped she would never hear, a loud ripping sound. The crusaders then stopped fighting and looked at what they had done. Applejack's precious brown Stetson hat had a large tear in it, almost dividing the hat into two pieces. Applejack was mortified at what the girls had done.

"Look at what y'all did to mah sisters hat!" Said Applebloom

"I didn't do anything, it was you and Sweetie Belle!" Said Scootaloo

"No It was you and Scootaloo" Said Sweetie Belle

Before Applejack could even say or do anything, the girls were back fighting once again amongst themselves in over the blame. Applejack just shook her head, picked up what was left of her hat, and walked back to her farmhouse.

Applejack thought to herself, "Ah should never have let them put their hooves on my hat, of course something like that was going to happen, They've got to be the worst behaved fillies in all Equestria!"

…

Applejack walked into the farmhouse, where she was greeted by Big Macintosh eating his dinner at the table. When he saw Applejack's torn hat, he was in disbelief.
"Now what in tarnations happened to your hat, Applejack?"

"The Cutie Mark Crusaders, that's what happened, Ah don't know when I'm ever going to get this repaired, A'hm just too darn busy! I don't know where Ah'll find the time to go to Rarity's boutique!"

"Ah have to go into town early tomorrow mornin', I reckon I could take it to be repaired then, but that means Ah'm going to have take extra time off on the harvesting, and y'all will have to make up for that for me."

"Oh that's just wonderful, Big Mac, of course I'll take whatever work y'all miss, they don't call me the strongest pony in Ponyville for nothin'!"

Deep down inside, Big Macintosh was really looking forward to going to Rarity's boutique, as he always kind of had a crush on her, and never really got the chance to be around her other than when Applejack had her friends over. This would some a great opportunity to meet and talk to her, alone.

I will try to write each short chapter at least once every few days, as long as interest continues.