Twilight’s back garden was, as one would probably expect of a girl like her, the very model of orderly and properly-organized, with flowers of every variety, shape, size and colour all neatly put away in their own particular section of the place. it was beautiful to look at, and as the young scientist got to work on watering them all, it was clear from looking that she was having a fun time doing so. But, she was not alone here today, as Applejack was also present, sitting down on a small bench that leaned against the back of her friend's house. The farmer was, at this moment, busying herself with throwing a ball across the garden, which Spike would chase after and return. He may have gained intelligence, but that did not mean he didn't still enjoy a good ball game every now and again. Seeing her beloved pet play with her friend like this, Twilight giggled to herself, and after setting down her watering can for a bit, she walked on over and sat next to Applejack, the latter of whom now looking to her and breaking the silence between them.

"Satisfied?"

Nodding, Twilight answered.

"I am. They've all had their proper watering. And I'll be sure to give them another one later."

Chuckling, Applejack looked on as Spike returned, eagerly wagging his tail as he placed the ball down at her feet. Reaching forward, Applejack gave him a friendly pat on the head, which he certainly seemed to appreciate, before once more looking to Twilight.

"Ah gotta say...it's nice havin' a little gardenin' that doesn’t go nuts on us."

Grimacing slightly, Twilight nodded in agreement.

"I know what you mean. That business with Principal Celestia's greenhouse was...rather difficult."

Putting his ball down again, Spike rolled his eyes.

"That’s an understatement."

The three shared a laugh to this, but when it was over, Applejack looked to Twilight with some measure of concern.

"Do...do ya ever wonder where it came from? The magic that gave ya so much trouble back then?"

Sighing, Twilight leaned back into her side of the bench, pondering that very question.

"I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought about it. But the truth is...I think this is just the kind of world we live in now. Equestrian magic has seeped into our daily life whether we like it or not, and may well continue to do so, at least for the foreseeable future."

She turned, looking to both of her friends before continuing.

"Granted, having it inhabit a watering can of all things was a little unexpected, but even so, it may well be the type of incident we should be looking out for now."

A smile came to her.

"Still, at least it gives us lots to talk about."

Spike looked to her with some incredulity.

"Oh yeah? Like what?"

Adjusting her spectacles slightly, Twilight answered.

"Well, for one thing, the fact that ordinary water was able to counter-act the effects of the water that was infused with Equestrian magic is a fairly interesting thing to consider. Was it simply that being exposed to regular and unaffected water brought the plants back to normal? Or was it because water from our world just naturally has some kind of counter-acting property when brought into contact with magic?"

Spike blinked slowly to that, with him and Applejack looking to one another before glancing back to Twilight, who carried on speaking.

"Although...the latter scenario can’t be the case, because if it were, then how would the water have become infused with magic to begin with?"

Chuckling, Applejack folded her arms and crossed one leg over the other before giving a sly smirk to her inquisitive friend.

"Ya know, Twi...ah think there's an even better question that needs ta be asked."

Twilight looked to her, looking very obviously interested in that prospect.

"Oh? What?"

Leaning closer to her, Applejack simply blurted it out.

"Why did y'all not seem all that spooked by the fact that there were a whole bunch o' singin' flowers all around ya? Seems like ya shoulda questioned that a bit."

Here, a blush crept onto Twilight's cheeks, and Spike, who had also been guilty of not questioning such a thing, looked away and nervously scratched the back of his head. After poking the ends of her fingers against one another, Twilight tried to give an answer to her friend.

"Well...um...sometimes...when I'm doing something I enjoy, like gardening, and there's nobody around...I tend to start doing a little song. I like doing it, and it makes me happy to sing in times like that, but..."

A curious look came to her.

"...as for why I never questioned why the plants were singing, I..."

Slowly, a look of realisation came for her.

"Huh...you know...I never actually considered that."

Frowning, she turned to look to Applejack yet again.

"How did I not notice or care about that? I mean, singing flowers?! That should have been a red flag for me right then and there!"

Spike nodded, sighing.

"Same here. Heck, I'm a talking dog, and even I should have known something was up!"

Chuckling, Applejack, by contrast, didn't seem that concerned with what her friends were saying, and soon placed her hand gently upon Twilight's shoulder.

"Y'all shouldn't worry too much bout it. Happens all the time around here."

Twilight raised an eyebrow.

"...Seriously?"

Applejack nodded back.

"Seriously. Ah don' know if y'all noticed this, but things get kinda...musical in this ere town."

Twilight looked to her with incredulity.

"I doubt people can be that obsessed with spontaneous musical numbers for no reason, Applejack."

But, rather than seem put off by her friend's words, Applejack instead gained a look of slight satisfaction, and so, to Twilight's confusion, got up and out of the bench before taking a few strides forward. Placing her hands upon her hips, Applejack glanced around, looking to the houses that surrounded that of Twilight, and soon put on a knowing smirk. Cracking her knuckles slightly, the young farmer then took in a deep breath, before bellowing out a tune.

"Ole McDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O!"

Naturally, Twilight thought her friend had gone quite mad all of a sudden, but for now, she said nothing, and instead watched as Applejack placed her hand behind her ear, as if waiting to hear something in particular. Then, before Twilight or Spike could say or do anything, they heard it. Another voice, from one of her next-door neighbours, who was probably standing nearby in their own gardens.

"And on his farm he had a cow, E-I-E-I-O!"

Twilight blinked to this, raising a finger as if to get ready to ask a question, only to be stopped when yet another of her neighbours, this time on the other side, started to sing too.

"With a moo-moo here!"

"And a moo-moo there!" another neighbour called out.

"Here a moo, there a moo!" a further neighbour bellowed.

"Everywhere a moo-moo!"

Chuckling, Applejack finished it off.

"Ole McDonald had a farm...E-I-E-I-O!"

Turning, the girl walked over to her former Crystal Prep colleague, tilting her head slightly and still bearing that smirk of hers. After blinking slowly, and then looking around to all the directions that unexpected musical moment had come from, Twilight cleared her throat in a slightly nervous manner, before giggling to her friend.

"Okay...maybe musicals do override people's brains quite a bit over here."

Tipping her hat, Applejack nodded.

"Told ya."