“Now you see, dear, I know you're more used to the dirty and muddy style of farming of good old Granny smith but, the key to become a successful fruit exporter here in Manehattan is all in business relationships, you understand hun?”

“I...think so, aunt Orange…” the little filly said, being almost pushed into a large room, filled with dozens of stands.

“Think of it like making new friends. You like that, right sugarcube?”

“Sure do! Back in Ponyville there was nothing I enjoyed more than meeting new fillies and colts!”

“Well, do try to be less entuasshtich around here, dear,” Uncle Orange.

“Will do, uncle! I mean...I´ll behave accordingly,” Applejack said, putting on her best accent.

The Oranges smiled and walked to a stand, meeting with a pony they knew well.

“Filthy Rich! Long time no see? How´s your grandfather?” Aunt Orange asked.

The business pony basically shoved Applejack aside and the filly walked away, ignored by the adults. She looked around the stan, unable to find one she didn´t find a little intimidating when her eyes met a small table where two unicorns were trying unsuccessfully to get clients interested.

“Care for a fine glass of orange juice, sir?” said one brother.

“Don't make me waste my time with your lemonade stand, kids!” the top hat pony replied.

“It´s not...lemonade…” said the pony, needing comfort from his brother.

Applejack wasn´t too happy with that scene and walked next to the brothers. “Greetings...I mean, howdy! That wasn´t very pleasant of that pony.”

“Oh, it comes with the territory, miss. A pleasure to meet you, we are Flim…”

“...and Flam,” finished the other brother.

“Which one was which?” Applejack asked at the identical twins.

“I told you bother, to get a hat! Ponies need to tell us apart!” said Flim or possibly as Flam.

“What is this contraption you two ahve here anyways?” Applejack asked, looking at the strange artifact they have on display.

“Ah you see, my dear girl, this is our finest invention...the Orange Juice-nator Mark VI!” said Flam or Flim.

“What happened to the other five?” Applejack asked and the brothers looked nervous at each other. “So, what does it does again?”

“Well, allow us to demonstrate...ejem ejem, you filly, yes, you, what´s your name, dear friend?”

Applejack looked confused at the act but she said her name.

“And tell me dear Applejack, is that a Ponyville accent I detect?”

Applejack chuckled, unable to hold a little blush.

“Well,then you must be sued to those long days of summer when there´s nothin refreshing at hoof..”

“You just want a juice of fresh juice but you don´t have the time to crush all those oranges!”

Applejack laughed some more at the brother´s act.

“But fear no more, because the Orange Juice-nator Mark VI is at your rescue! Just...put the orange...in the...machine..”

The two brothers struggled to get the orange inside the artifact.

“There! And now with a little bit of unicorn magic…”

Said “little bit of magic” ended up making the whole thing explode on their faces.

“Well, that didn´t go well..” Applejack said.

“Oh it´s no use, we´re a failure!”

“I hear you, dear brother! We´ll never get this contraption to work!”

“Now here, that might not be the case…” Applejack said, examining the oranges. “Here´s the problem, these oranges are not mature enough and these ones are too old. WHo harvested these for you?”

“We did it ourselves!”

“With that adorable portatile plantation!”

Applejack looked at the bunch of small orange trees the brother had stashed behind their table and sighed.

“that won´t do. You two need a real farmer to help you with this. Besides your little artifact won't work for an earth pony or a pegasus anyways. How about this, you get somepony to provide with fruit and you provide the magic to make it work?”

“You mean like a society?”

“Pretty much.”

“Oh thank you, dear mrs! Your orange knowledge saved our business!”

“Well, thank you but I know a lot more about apples myself…” Applejack said, blushing a little after the massive hug she got from the brothers. She then heard Aunt Orange calling her back. “I must go. It was a pleasure to meeting you and I hope to see you two again!”

The brothers waved Applejack goodbye.

“That little filly really saved our business.Such a charming pony!”

“And so pretty too. You suppose she will grow up to be quite a lady, right brother?”

“Always the ladies man, brother! Keep your head on the game! We must get a farmer to strike a deal with us! He´ll supply the oranges…”

“And we´ll supply the work! A perfect fifty fifty society!”

“YES! Although..we will be fueling the machine. I suppose we deserve a little bit more of the profits.”

“You have a point, brother. 60- 40, yo usay?”

“How about 75-25?”

“Sounds better!”

“75-25 it is!” both brother said, making a hoof bump. Then their flanks stated to shine and they looked down to find shiny apple shaped Cutie Marks.

“Dear brother, this call for a celebration!” they said, taking a drink of their not so good orange juice.

******

“And there they go…” Twilight Sparkle said, watching the Flim Flam brothers leave town for good.

“Good riddance. I hope they never come back,” Rainbow Dash added.

“Something is the matter, Applejack dear? You seem awfully distracted…” Rarity said.

“I think I saw those two before but can´t remember where…”

“Who cares? They were two jerks!” Rainbow said.

“Flim seemed to be a bit nice. He offered me a free drink,” Fluttershy said.

“That mustached fella was just making a move on you, Fluttershy!”

“Wait, wasn't Flam the one with the mustache?” Pinkie Pie asked.

“I´m pretty sure that was Flim,” Twilight said.

Applejack just chuckled and finished her drink while her friends kept arguing about which brother was which.