Like any good piece of grimdark fiction, it all started like any other normal day, with the sun being blown into pieces by a large mechanical machine that just so happened to rip through the sky and enter the poniverse on the twenty-third of Sunday on the sandwich weekend of the ninth year in the eating contest.  And that was really the only not normal thing to happen that day.  So let's get a little back story.

Twilight Sparkle was just mindin her own business, trottin around to who the hell knows where, and she decides at one point during her little trot session that she's pretty hungry, so she goes off and finds something to eat. Unluckily for her she's craving the rarest of all foods ever created.  It's called "presiliance", a type of food that is both white and yellow and contains some of the sweetest tasting meat on the inside, in the sense that meat is being used to describe the fruity goodness on the inside.  Where it was located, and the quantity of it were the factors that played into its rarity.  

Presiliance wasn't located on some namby pampy island that had namby pamby ways of protecting the precious fruits that it carried, it was located on the top of a mountain in a land so far away from Equestria that it was considered to be part of the Boarean Tundra, the coldest, most brutal place to live in the entire world. There were rumors that if a pony trotted in the snow for too long, they would freeze into an ice cube, buried underneath the snow at the next winter and never found again.  The only creatures that could live in the conditions were massive beasts, bears with coats of fur thicker than an Ursa Major, and snow dwelling creatures that could resist the extreme cold, flying animals that swooped down and stole any unknowing creature that looked like it could be eaten, and wolves that were weak as one, but traveled in packs so large they could collectively devour an Ursa Major within four seconds.  All of them were predators and carnivores, and all of them were vicious.  

The wind howled every moment of every day, and the only trees that could survive under the conditions had adapted to find different ways of finding food other than the sun, since they were covered with snow all of the time.  Large crags shot out of the ground and rose to the sky, large caverns held in them where the beasts slept.  Icicles as big as houses hung from the crags, and at any moment they would break off and smash into the snow.  Anything below would be pierced and killed instantly, nothing short of six metric tons of dense steel would not be destroyed by the falling icicles.  Even dragons did not dare to venture into the tundra, regardless of the gold mine of gems that rested beneath the cold snow.  They were afraid of the beasts, and the cold would overtake them easily.  

At one point a small group of ponies had been forced out of there land nearby the tundra, and they attempted to settle in the snow.  They spent three weeks shoveling the snow in search of the ground, but by the third week they were all out of food and couldn't go on any longer.  It didn't matter however, because by the end of the third week a snow serpent as long as a train had  broke out of the snow and devoured all of the ponies in one gulp, quickly diving beneath the snow once more where it would await the next fool who dared to come on the snow that covered him.  

Despite all of this, Twilight wanted the presiliance pretty fucking badly, and no amount of bloodthirsty, vicious creatures and horrid conditions where going to deter her.  

The munchies were too strong.  

Twilight decided that she would journey to the Boarean tundra in search of the fruit, and on the first day, June fourth, Twilight gathered her friends and told them of the place they were to journey to.  None of them wanted to go, but it was of no matter to Twilight.  She simply cast an agreement spell on them and they joined her on her trip to the tundra.  

The ponies asked what a tundra was, so Twilight explained.

"Arctic tundras occur in the far Northern Hemisphere, north of the taiga belt. The word "tundra" usually refers only to the areas where the subsoil is permafrost, or permanently frozen soil. (It may also refer to the treeless plain in general, so that northern Sápmi would be included.) Permafrost tundra includes vast areas of the Boarean Tundra.  The polar tundra is home to several ponies who are mostly dead, such as the Nganasan and Nenets in the permafrost area, and the Sami in Sápmi).

Arctic tundra contains areas of stark landscape and is frozen for much of the year. The soil there is frozen from 25–90 cm (9.8–35.4 inches) down, and it is impossible for trees to grow. Instead, bare and sometimes rocky land can only support low growing plants such as moss, heath (Ericaceae varieties such as crowberry and black bearberry), and lichen. There are two main seasons, winter and summer, in the polar tundra areas. During the winter it is very cold and dark, with the average temperature around −28 °C (−18 °F), sometimes dipping as low as −50 °C (−58 °F). However, extreme cold temperatures on the tundra do not drop as low as those experienced in taiga areas further south (for example, Russia's and Canada's lowest temperatures were recorded in locations south of the tree line). During the summer, temperatures rise somewhat, and the top layer of the permafrost melts, leaving the ground very soggy. The tundra is covered in marshes, lakes, bogs and streams during the warm months. Generally daytime temperatures during the summer rise to about 12 °C (54 °F) but can often drop to 3 °C (37 °F) or even below freezing. Arctic tundras are sometimes the subject of habitat conservation programs. In Canada and Russia, many of these areas are protected through a national Biodiversity Action Plan.  The tundra is a very windy area, with winds often blowing upwards of 48–97 km/h (30–60 miles an hour). However, in terms of precipitation, it is desert-like, with only about 15–25 cm (6–10 inches) falling per year (the summer is typically the season of maximum precipitation). Although precipitation is light, evaporation is also relatively minimal. During the summer, the permafrost thaws just enough to let plants grow and reproduce, but because the ground below this is frozen, the water cannot sink any lower, and so the water forms the lakes and marshes found during the summer months. There is a natural pattern of accumulation of fuel and wildfire which varies depending on the nature of vegetation and terrain. Research in the tundra has shown fire-event return intervals, (FRIs) that typically vary from 150 to 200 years with dryer lowland areas burning more frequently than wetter highland areas.

The biodiversity of the tundras is low: 1,700 species of vascular plants and only 48 land mammals can be found, although millions of birds migrate there each year for the marshes. There are also a few fish species such as the flatfish. There are few species with large populations. Notable animals in the Arctic tundra include caribou (reindeer), musk ox, arctic hare, arctic fox, snowy owl, lemmings, and polar bears (only the extreme north).  Tundra is largely devoid of poikilotherms such as frogs or lizards.

Due to the harsh climate of the Arctic tundra, regions of this kind have seen little pony activity, even though they are sometimes rich in natural resources such as presiliance and snow.  At the top of the mountain in the center, it is an alpine.  Alpine tundras do not contain trees because the climate and soils at high altitude block tree growth. Alpine tundra is distinguished from arctic tundra in that alpine tundra typically does not have permafrost, and alpine soils are generally better drained than arctic soils. Alpine tundra transitions to subalpine forests below the tree line; stunted forests occurring at the forest-tundra ecotone are known as Krummholz."

The ponies all nodded in complete understanding.  Then they decided to go on the adventure.

Those who look back on this event call this the "first day", as it was the first day in their journey to the land beyond where ponies explored.  Every day after that was assigned a number, and when it ended, they called the last day "Finale".  

Princess Celestia was cool with the epic voyage that Twilight was embarking on, when told she say,"Have fun!" and kicked Twilight out of her bedroom.  Twilight Sparkle knew that the trip was going to need some serious packing, so she got down to business.  First she grabbed alllllll the shit from her library that she was going to need.  Including books, and books, and more books.  When asked what they were supposed to bring to the tundra, Twilight simply said,"Warm clothes."

Rarity was on it faster than Derpy on a muffin.  She got sewing straight away, making fur clothes for all of the ponies to wear when they went on their journey.  It was going to be cold, and if they didn't wear their jackets they could get stuffy noses.  That shit's serious.

Without any time to lose on the first day, Applejack packed some apples to be brought on their trip, as they were going to need some sort of food to supply them.  

Once Rarity had finished the coats, the ponies put them on.  They were pretty damn warm, and Twilight started to sweat in the heat of the Ponyville sun.  The jacket was meant for the tundra, not the warmth of Equestria, but carrying the jackets would be too much of a hassle with a few baskets of apples that already needed carrying, so they were forced to wear it.  

Twilight's cravings could not wait, she needed the presiliance as soon as she could, so there was no time to lose.  Her and all of her friends said goodbye to Ponyville and trotted the fuck out of there, heading towards the tundra.  It was a long ways away, and there were other terrains that blocked their path.  The fastest route was following along the shoreline, trotting with the ocean and keeping as far away from the hot temperatures of the west, where Appleloosa was located.  After that, there was the dreaded desert.  They would have to part away from the ocean if they wanted to keep the fastest route, and that meant pushing through the blazing desert.  They prayed that by then one of the baskets would be empty so that they could place the jackets in them, as wearing their extremely warm jackets in the desert was just asking to e dehydrated.  

The desert flowed into a range of plateaus, which became a small forest of evergreens where the snow slowly started to show, before turning into the dreaded tundra.  Near the center of the Boarean Tundra was the mountain, so tall and menacing that it was a common joke to call an impossible task as hard as "Climbing the Boarean mountain."

It wasn't long before Twilight and her friends were out of Ponyville, waving goodbye to their homes in quest of conquering Twilight's odd food cravings.  Yum.

The sun set on the first day, it being the most mundane day of the thirty six that happened.  Most ponies like to think that there were thirty seven days involved, but they're wrong, there's actually