Sugarcoat: Ahoy, mate! I got my work cut out for me. That there is the biggest crop of cherries I ever laid eyes on.

Pokey Pierce: Okay. Too big for you to handle on your own.

Sugarcoat: Come on, big brother! Ya' need to rest up and get yourself better. I haven't met a cherry orchard yet that I can't handle. Oops, sorry. I'll take a bite out of this job by day's end.

Pokey Pierce: Biting off more than you can chew is just what I'm afraid of.

Sugarcoat: Are you sayin' my mouth is makin' promises my legs can't keep?

Pokey Pierce: Eeyup.

Sugarcoat: Why of all the... This is your sister Sugarcoat, remember? The loyalest of friends and the most dependable of ponies?

Pokey Pierce: But still only one pony, and one pony plus hundreds o' cherry trees just doesn't add up to...

Sugarcoat: Oh puh-lease, mate. Don't ya' use yer' fancy mathematics to muddy the issue! I'm no crazy Jack Tar, matey, but I said I could handle this harvest and I'm gonna prove it to you. I'm gonna get every last apple out of those trees this cherrypicking season all by myself. [gulps]

[theme song]

Sugarcoat: Well I better get pluckin'. These cherries aren't gonna shake themselves outta the trees. Shiver me timbers!! Oh no.

Indigo Zap: STAMPEDE!

[cows mooing]

[ponies panicking]

Cherry Berry: Stampede!

[ponies panicking]

Lemon Zest: [laughter] Hey...! [vibrating] This makes my voice sound silly!

Sunset Shimmer: Lemon Zest, are you crazy?! Run!

Mayor Mare: Everypony calm down. There is no need to panic.

Sunny Flare: But Mayor, whatever shall we do?

Indigo Zap: Look there!

Sugarcoat: Row row, here we go!

[ponies cheer]

Sugarcoat: Move aside, David Clark. Put 'em up, mate!

David Clark: [barking]

Sunny Flare: [moan]

Lemon Zest: This is the best rodeo show I've ever seen. [eats popcorn and drinks lemonade]

Sugarcoat: Come on, little dogies! Turn! [whistle] David, put 'em up! Ha hah! Gotcha. [grunt]

David Clark: [bark]

Sugarcoat: Attamate. [grunts] Keelhaul!

[ponies cheer]

Sugarcoat: Whoaaa. Hooie. Now what was that all about?

Daisy Jo: [moo] [cough] Oh my! Begging your pardon, Applejack, but Mooriella here saw one of those nasty snakes.

[cows startled]

Daisy Jo: And it just gave us all the willies, don'tcha know.

Sugarcoat: I completely understand. Just next time, try and steer clear of Ponyville.

Daisy Jo: We certainly will, Sugarcoat. So long, David Clark!

[ponies cheer]

[crowd: Sugarcoat!]

Sugarcoat: Keelhaul! Those bullies would be keelhauled!

Lemon Zest: Yee haw! Ride 'em, admiral cowpony!

Mayor Mare: Sugarcoat was just... just...

Lemon Zest: Cherrytastic!

Mayor Mare: Exactly. We must do something to thank Sugarcoat for single-hoofedly saving the town.

Lemon Zest: I know.

Lemon Zest: A party!

Sunset Shimmer: We all ready?

Sunny Flare: Just one last thing. Now we're ready.

Sunset Shimmer: Is Sugarcoat all set?

Indigo Zap: Actually, I haven't seen her all week.

Lemon Zest: Not since the stampede.

Indigo Zap: But she'll be here for sure. Applejack is never late.

Sunset Shimmer: Welcome, everypony! Today we are here to honor a pony we can always count on to help in matters great and small. A pony whose contributions to--

Indigo Zap: Did you see Sugarcoat's moves out there? I mean, keelhaul! She acts like a fleet admiral! This week she's gonna help me with my new flying trick, and I know it's gonna be so awesome.

Sunset Shimmer: Exactly. And...

Lemon Zest: This week, I get to run Zesty Lemonade Corner for the first time.

Sunset Shimmer: What does that have to do with Sugarcoat?

Lemon Zest: Oh. Sugarcoat, one of the best bakers and distillers of red rum ever, is gonna help me. Sugarcoat makes everything great, so free samples for everypony!

[ponies cheering]

Sunset Shimmer: Oh-kay, that's great. Now if I could just make a point without being inter--

Sour Sweet: Sunset?

Sunset Shimmer: --rupted.

Sour Sweet: Sunset, sorry to interrupt, but I just wanted to mention that Sugarcoat is also helping me this week with the official butterfly census, where we count up all the new butterflies that were born this season. She's gonna help gather them using her wonderful herding skills.

Sunset Shimmer: Anyone else? Anyone? No? Well then, as I was trying to say... Urgh! Never mind.

Mayor Mare: Ah-ahem. And so, with no further ado, it is my privilege to give the prize, Pony of Ponyville Award, to our beloved guest of honor, a pony of the utmost trustworthiness, reliability, and integrity. Ponyville's most capable and dependable friend: Sugarcoat!

[crowd cheer]

Garble: Cool! Way to go Sugarcoat, that was awesome! I mean-- heh.

Mayor Mare: Ah-ahem.

Garble: Awkward.

Sugarcoat: I be here. I be here. [yawn] [sigh] Sorry I'm late--whoa--I was just... whoa... Did I get yer' tail? Miss Mayor. Thank ye kindly for this here... award thingy. [yawn] It's so bright and shiny and, heh, heh heh, I sure do look funny heh. Ooo-ooo.

Lemon Zest: Woo-ooo.

Sugarcoat: Ooo-ooo.

Sunset Shimmer: Okay. Well, thank you Sugarcoat for saving us from that scary stampede, and always being there for everypony.

Sugarcoat: [yawn] Yeah. I like helpin' the ponyfolks and [yawn] and stuff. [snore] Oh, uh, yeah. Uh, Thanks.

[sounds of dragging metal]

Sunset Shimmer: Was it just me, or did Sugarcoat seem a little--

Indigo Zap: Tired?

Sour Sweet: Dizzy?

Sunny Flare: Messy? Well, did you see her mane?

Lemon Zest: She seemed fine to me. Woo! Woo!

Sunset Shimmer: Hmm.

Sugarcoat: [grunts] [sigh] Phew. [gasp] O-oah.

Sunset Shimmer: What on Earth is that pony doing?

Sugarcoat: Whoops.

Sunser Shimmer: Hey Sugarcoat!

Sugarcoat: [snore]

Sunset Shimmer: Sugarcoat.

Sugarcoat: [snore]

Sunset Shimmer: Sugarcoat. SUGARCOAT!

Sugarcoat: Oh, howdy, Sunset.

Sunset Shimmer: What is all this?

Sugarcoat: It's Cherrypicking season. Whoa.

Sunset Shimmer: Cherrywhat season?

Sugarcoat: Neh, It's what the Bloomin' family calls harvestin' time. We gather all the apples from the trees so we can sell 'em.

Sunset Shimmer: But why are you doing it all alone?

Sugarcoat: 'cause Pokey Pierce hurt himself.

Sunset Shimmer: What about all those relatives I've met when I first came to Ponyville? Can't they help?

Sugarcoat: [sigh] They were just here for the Blooming family reunion. They actually live all over Equestria and are busy harvestin' their own orchards. So, uh, I'm on my own. Which means, I should really get back to work. Shiver me timbers! Get back to work?

Sunset Shimmer: Fine.

Sugarcoat: Could you step aside, Sunset? Keelhaul! Ye'll be walkin' the plank if ye don't be leavin'.

Sunset Shimmer: I just did. Sugarcoat, you don't look so good. You sound a bit irascible, instead of your normal demeanour, which was ladylike.

Sugarcoat: Eh, don't any of you three worry none, I'm just fine and dandy. Whoa.

Sunset Shimmer: Do you... want some help?

Sugarcoat: Help? No way, no how.

Sunset Shimmer: But there's no way you can do it all on your own.

Sugarcoat: Is that a challenge?

Sunset Shimmer: Uhm... no?

Sugarcoat: Well, I'm gonna prove to you that I can do it! Now if you'll excuse me, I've got cherries to pick.

Indigo Zap: There you are.

Sugarcoat: Argh! [yawn] Ah'm sorry fer today, Indigo. I were bein' busy cherrypickin' and I guess ah, I closed my eyes for a second and, when I woke up, I was late. Now, what's this new trick a' yours?

Indigo Zap: See this contraption?

Sugarcoat: Uh... Yeah.

Indigo Zap: Well, I'm gonna stand on one end, then you're gonna jump down from that platform, launching me into the air faster than I can take off on my own. Once I'm in the air, I'm gonna do some amazing flips and spins that are sure to impress the Shadowbolts.

Sugarocoat: Isn't that a bit dangerous?

Indigo Zap: Pfft, Heh, not for a pony who can fly.

Sugarcoat: Well, all right-y then. Oh my.

Indigo Zap: Ready? One... two... THREE!

Sugarcoat: Keelha- [crash]

Indigo Zap: Umm... maybe I wasn't clear. You're supposed to land on the other end.

Sugarcoat: Got it. [grunt] [grunt] [grunt]

Indigo Zap: Sugarcoat, what the hay is going on? I mean, I thought I was working with Ponyville's best athlete!

Sugarcoat: You are. I'm okay. Really. I-I have an idea. Watch this. [groan] Ta da! Oh... Maybe not. Okay, one more try. I'm sure to get it this time.

Indigo Zap: Ugh!

Sugarcoat: Yo-ho-ho! Here I go! Time fer' ye walk thee plank to Davy Jones's locker, scallywag!

Indigo Zap: Wait, Suuugarcoooooat!

Sugarcoat: You're welcome!

Indigo Zap: [grunt]

Sunset Shimmer: Can I help you?

Indigo Zap: I think somepony else needs your help.

Sunset Shimmer: Sugarcoat?

Indigo Zap: Yep.

Sugarcoat: Ow!

Sunset Shimmer: Sugarcoat, can we talk? Sugarcoat, can we talk?

Sugarcoat: Can bees squawk?! I don't think so.

Sunset Shimmer: No. Can we talk?

Sugarcoat: Which kind of firework is suited for the gala? Rainbow-themed? Red? Green? B-

Sunset Shimmer: No! I need to talk to you.

Sugarcoat: You need to walk to the zoo? Well, who's stoppin' you?

Sunset Shimmer: I need to talk to you!

Sugarcoat: Oh! Well why didn't you say so? What you wanna talk about?

Sunset Shimmer: Indigo Zap dropped in to see me today.

Sugarcoat: That's quite neighborly of her.

Sunset Shimmer: Yes, except that she crashed onto my balcony after you launched her into the air.

Sugarcoat: Oh, yeah. I wasn't feeling quite myself this morning.

Sunset Shimmer: Because you're working too hard and you need help.

Sugarcoat: What? Kelp? I don't need kelp. I don't even like seaweed.

Sunset Shimmer: HELP! You need HELP!

Sugarcoat: Nothin' doin', Sunset. I'll be provin' to ye, to everypony, that I can do this on my own. Argh! Now if you'll excuse me, I've gotta go help Lemon Zest.

Sunset Shimmer: Ugh.

Aunt Orange: Now Lemon Zest, are you sure you're up for making different lemonades and running the store this afternoon?

Lemon Zest: On my way, Aunt Orange. Plus, I have Ponyville's prized pony to help me out. Why, she's the best distiller ever. Right, Sugarcoat?

Uncle Orange: No? You're not the best distiller ever?

Sugarcoat: WHAT? Oh no! I mean, don't you fret. I can distill different kinds of rum in the blink of an eye.

Aunt Orange: [sigh] All right. Well, see you later, girls!

Lemon Zest: Stop with the shakin', it's time to get mixin' the right concoction for the special lemonade.

Lemon Zest: All right-y! I'll get some fresh lemons. Can you fetch me a container of water?

Sugarcoat: Anti-scurvy lemons!

Lemon Zest: [sighs]

Sugarcoat: What was that, by the way?

Lemon Zest: Water, Pirate Sugarcoat.

Sugarcoat: Water... got it. Nothing quenches violent thirst without a water! What next?

Lemon Zest: Sugar.

Sugarcoat: Sugar. Perfect. That'll make the lemonade very sweet. Now what?

Lemon Zest: Giant barrel for the lemonade.

Sugarcoat: Oh, Mr. Barrel! Glad you have risen up from Davy Jo-

Lemon Zest: Sugar, stop with the pirate nonsense! Now, we lastly need ice cubes.

Sugarcoat: Ice cubes? Oh, that beats the wrath of drought!

Lemon Zest: Now that's gonna be delicious. Pour it down, Sugarcoat.

Sugarcoat: Aye aye, captain! Yo-ho-ho, here we go! Jack Tar's soul from the lemonade is out from Davy Jones's Locker!

Lemon Zest: [sighs] You are acting like a pirate, Sugarcoat.

Sugarcoat: Argh! Mah' great-grandfather were bein' a pirate, Lemon! Though I act just as my ladylike appearance, I talk like a pirate.

Lemon Zest: Good for you. Now, here we go!

Lemon Zest: Free lemonade sample! Very extraoooordinary and speeeecial!!

[ponies: mmm, lemonades]

Sugarcoat: Yeah! Thirst-quenching lemonade! Get 'em while they're realllllllly cold.

Sunset Shimmer: We came as soon as we heard.

Nurse Redheart: Oh thank you, Sunset. We need all the help we can get.

[ponies moaning]

Sunset Shimmer: Oh no! What happened?

Garble: [sniff]

Nurse Redheart: It was a mishap with the lemonade.

Lemon Zest: No, not a normal lemonade, it was the special lemonade from Davy Jones's Locker. [groans]

Sunset Shimmer: Sugarcoat.

Garble: [sips] Want some lemonade and a cherry pie?

Sugarcoat: [grunt] [snore] What? Huh? [grunt] [snore]

Sunset Shimmer: Sugarcoat, we need to talk.

Sugarcoat: Wha, huh? Oh, it's you, Sunset. [yawn] Argh! I know what yer' gonna say, but the answer is still no. Talk to old salt Davy Jones abo-

Sunset Shimmer: Cease the insults. Not to upset your cherry cart, but you need help.

Sugarcoat: Scallywag. [groan] And no I don't. Now, yer' be goin' shark bait if ye insisted on helping me.

Sunset Shimmer: Here, let me help.

Sugarcoat: Help? No thanks. [groan] A little more... [groan] Little... [grunt] There. Ah'll prove that this sugarcube pirate can handle these cherries. Come on [grunt] cherries [grunt] get plucked [grunt] or ye'll be walkin' the plank.

Sunset Shimmer: AJ, think you're beating a dead... cherry tree.

Sugarcoat: Avast ye, Sunset. Good ol' saying goes: Dead ponies tell no tales.

Sunset Shimmer: Actually, Sugarcoat, I had something else to talk to you about. I just came back from Ponyville Urgent Care and--

Sugarcoat: Son of a biscuit eater. I'm a little busy to get lectured right now, Sunset.

Sunset Shimmer: But if you'd just let me help--

Sugarcoat: Arrgh! How many times do I gotta say it? I don't need help from nopony! Now, one more insistence or ye'll be walkin' the plank and be a shark bait. Ah'm done talkin' to annoyin' scallywags like ya'.

Sunset Shimmer: Ugh. That pony is stubborn as a mule.

[mule neighing]

Sunset Shimmer: No offense.

Mule: None taken.

Sour Sweet: Oh Sugarcoat! Thank you so much for offering your herding skills for the annual butterfly roundup.

Sugarcoat: Ugh. Why are we doin' this?

Sour Sweet: Well, lots of new baby butterflies have been born, so it's my job to get a count of all the new families.

Sugarcoat: Fine. Can we just get on with it?

Sour Sweet: Certainly, but remember, these are butterflies we're dealing with, not cows. They're a highly fragile bunch and need to be treated gently.

Sugarcoat: Ah do NOT need any direction on corrallin' critters. Right, Joseph Manehurst?

Joseph Manehurst: [barks]

Sour Sweet: Okay, little crystalline or not butterflies! I need you to all gather here in the middle.

Sugarcoat: That's right! Let's go, butterflies. In the middle, front and center!

[Sugarcoat]

Anchors aweigh!

Port! Starboard! Bow! Stern! Away!

All hands on deck!

Enemy pirate ships cause shipwreck!

Sour Sweet: What on Earth?

[Sugarcoat]

Have no fear, old salt's here!

Through danger lies fear!

Jolly Roger's flag raisin' fer' now!

Our battle to ensuring demise is supremacy's real power!

Send 'er filthy enemies down to Davy Jones's Locker!

Sour Sweet: Sugarcoat. You are scaring the butterflies.

[Sugarcoat]

Avast ye, everypony!

Dead ponies tell no tales!

Even if we are very pale!

Yo-ho-ho!

Put 'em down, Joe!

Joseph Manehurst: [barks]

Sour Sweet: Sugarcoat! Joseph! Stop! You're scaring them.

Sugarcoat: We know what we're doin'. Get along, little butterflies.

Joseph Manehurst: [barks] [growls]

Sour Sweet: Oh no.

Indigo Zap: STAMPEDE!

Timber Spruce: [yelps] Stampede!

[ponies scream]

[rabbits running]

Gloriosa Daisy: [sigh]

Sunset Shimmer: [humming] [gasp]

Rose: The horror, the horror.

Gloriosa Daisy: It was awful.

Timber Spruce: A disaster. A horrible, horrible disaster.

Sunset Shimmer: I don't get it.

Gloriosa Daisy: Our gardens, destroyed.

Rose: Every last flower, devoured.

Timber Spruce: By... by... THEM!

Sour Sweet: Oh my. Oh... Please stop, little butterflies. Oh no! Please, let's go home. Oh my goodness.

Sunset Shimmer: All right. Enough is enough.

Sugarcoat: Must [gasp] keep [gasp] pickin'... just [gasp] a few [gasp] more. Must finish harvestin'.

Sunser Shimmer: All right, Sugarcoat. Your cherrypicking hasn't just caused you problems, it's over-propelled Pegasus', practically poisoned plenty of ponies, and terrorized bushels of brand new bouncing baby butterflies. I don't care what you say, you. Need. Help.

Sugarcoat: [grunts] Ha! No, I don't. Look, I did it. I harvested the entire Bloomin' Cherry Farms without your help. How d'ya like them cherries?

Pokey Pierce: Um, how do ya' like 'em cherries?

Sugarcoat: [mumbling] Eh? Where'd all the cherries...? [mumbling] [sighs]

Sunset Shimmer: Sugarcoat. Sugarcoat.

Sugarcoat: Huh?

Sunset Shimmer: Oh, good, you're okay. Now Sugarcoat, I completely respect the Blooming family ways. You're always there to help anypony in need, so maybe you can put a little of your stubborn pride aside and allow your friends to help you.

Sugarcoat: Okay, Sunset.

Sunset Shimmer: I am not taking "no" for an answer--what?

Sugarcoat: Yes, Sunset. Yes, please. I could really use your help.

Sunset Shimmer: [chuckles] [sigh]

Sunset Shimmer: Dear Princess Luna,

My friend Sugarcoat is the best friend a pony could ever have, and she's always there to help anypony. The only trouble is, when she needs help, she finds it hard to accept it, so while friendship is about giving of ourselves to friends, it's also about accepting what our friends have to offer.

Your faithful student,

Sunset Shimmer

Sugarcoat: How about y'all take a little break? I got some fine red rum and cherry pies waitin' for ya! [sigh] Girls, I can't thank you enough for this help. I was acting a bit stubborn like a loose cannon.

Sunset Shimmer: A bit?

Sugarcoat: Okay. Really stubborn like a Jack Tar on a broken pirate ship and I'm awful sorry. Now, I know the town gave me the Prized Pony award, but the real award is having you five as my friends.

Indigo Zap: Phew! That cherrypicking sure made me hungry.

Garble: And I've got the perfect treat. Cherry pies!

Lemon Zest: Eeew... Garble. Where'd you get them?

Garble: From the trash.

Ponies: [in unison] EW!

Garble: Just a little nibble? Come on.

Ponies: Ew! Gross!

[music]

[credits]