3rd Person POV

Ghost appeared with a large puff of light right on the outskirts of Sweet Apple Acres, a bit dizzy upon re-entry. After shaking his head to stop his eyeballs from spinning around, he looked up and Applejack and Big Mac both setting something up with hay bales, along with Sweetie Belle lying on a bale of hay looking a bit downtrodden.

"Hey guys! Where's Applebloom?" Ghost asked, walking up to them and leaning on a bucket of apples. "I haven't seen her since school got out."

"Here ah am!" Applebloom shouted, bursting out of the bucket of apples with a few balancing on her head. Tossing her head back, she managed to throw a few apples into the air and caught one in her mouth, chomping down the entire thing in one bite. "What were ya guys talkin' about again?" She asked, looking up at Applejack.

"Rarity said that the Sisterhooves Social is uncouth! And she doesn't want to compete with me!" Sweetie Belle complained. "And she doesn't it's just the Social, she thinks I'm uncouth!"

"Honey, she thinks everything's uncouth." Applejack deadpanned, rolling her eyes.

Applebloom tossed an apple into her mouth and began to munch noisily. "whas uncouth!" She asked once again, a mouth full of apple.

"It's means something that doesn't have an manners, or something uncivil. But what's the Sisterhooves Social?" Ghost questioned, laughing a bit at Applebloom's behavior.

"It's when a bunch of sisters in town make teams and compete in these neat events! Me and Applejack do it every year!"

Ghost put a hoof to his chin and thought about that. He'd never been to a festival like this before, so he wondered what it would be like to actually participate. But there was the problem of not being a girl, or even having a sister for that matter. "Sound really cool. But why wouldn't Rarity want to compete?"

"Are ya kiddin' me? Have ya met Rarity?" Applejack asked, but Ghost shook his head no. He had heard of her, what with her being the Element of Generosity and Sweetie Belle's sister, but he had never met her face to face. "Well, she's really inta bein' all prim an' proper. Ah tell ya, if she had jus' one spec of dirt on one of her pretty little hooves, she'd throw a fit."

"And let me guess, the Social has a lot of physical tasks?"

"Hittin' the nail on the head sugarcube. Sweetie Belle, just give Rarity some time. She'll come around. Sisters always do." Applejack consoled, wrapping her hoof around Applebloom and hugging her

"Not sisters like Rarity." Sweetie Belle, on the verge of tears.

"Come on, now. Apple Bloom and I got some chores to finish up on. Maybe you can help!" Applejack offered, but Sweetie Belle just rolled her eyes.

"You sure you want me to help? I just mess everything up!"

"Aww c'mon. How bad can you be?" Ghost asked.

"You want to know how I managed to make burnt toast soup?" She responded, Ghost realizing that he needed to shut up.

"Oh, come on, that's just stinkin' thinkin'. Watch!" Applejack called out, going over to a bruised apple on the ground and picking it up by the stem. As she tossed it towards a wooden bucket, Applebloom managed to put the bucket onto her head and balance it while she ran around, catching the apples that Applejack threw. Ghost and Sweetie Belle watched the spectacle, both of them with small smile and their faces.

"This is a chore? It looks way more fun than anything Rarity has me do." Sweetie Belle said, watching as Applejack kicked another apple towards Applebloom.

"Since we can't sell the bruised apples, we have ta collect them for the pigs ta eat." Applejack explained, tossing another apple at Applebloom before she set the bucket back down on the floor.

"It's a lot of work, so we make a game of it. Wanna try?" Applebloom suggested, motioning towards the empty bucket next to Sweetie Belle and Ghost.

"Try it Sweetie Belle. Who knows? If Rarity decides to compete this could be good practice!" Ghost encouraged, kicking the wooden bucket towards the small filly.

"Umm... ok?" She said, but before she knew it, an apple was already flying towards her, managing to collide with her horn. "Ow! You're right, it is hard work." Ghost winced as he helped Sweetie Belle take the apple off of her horn, knowing how painfully even a small hit to the horn could be.

"That's why we do it, TOGETHER!" The two sisters yelled, pulling each other into a hug.

"Huh, Rarity never wants to do chores together..." Sweetie Belle sighed, hanging her head a bit.

"Hey Sweetie. How about I go and try and convince Rarity to compete in the Social? I think I can work something out with her." Ghost offered, but Sweetie Belle shook her head.

"She can't be bothered with... but you can try if you want." Sweetie Belle sighed.

"Great! I'll be back soon guys. Stay safe Applebloom!" Ghost called over his shoulder, already running towards town. He already knew where Sweetie Belle lived, so there was no need to ask for directions.

As he ran away, Applebloom couldn't help but feel her cheeks heat up a bit at his concern. Applejack caught the small tint in her cheeks and smiled. "Aw, mah little sister smitten over a colt." She teased, seeing Applebloom blush even harder.

"Sh-Shut up sis!"