Luna yawned as she and Spiderman walked out of the princesses bed chambers and into the dining hall, which was still being cleaned up after Spiderman shat all over it. The head of the palaces janitorial team told the princess that the clean up would be done by the end of the day, but the smell would stay around for weeks.

"Lawl I shouldn't have ate that vindoola curry." Spiderman said as they walked through the shit covered dining hall.

"Yes... it would appear that it has caused the perfect... shitstorm." Luna said, before putting on a pair of sunglasses.

"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!" someone shouted from another room.

"What was that?" Spiderman asked. He may not give a fuck about anything, but he did get curious.

"You do not want to know." Luna responded as the two walked into the kitchen, which was untouched by Spiderman's shitstorm, "let's bake some brownies."

"Pot brownies?" Spiderman asked hopefully.

"No... we do not have cannabis in the palace. But..." Luna began to say as she turned around to face our hero with a mischievous smirk on her face, "I do know a place where we can get some."

It was a hot summer afternoon, so hot that it would like be unbearable for the average pony. But, it wasn't nearly too hot for an athletic pony like Applejack. Applejack trotted up to an apple tree and turned around, before bucking it with all her strength, causing the apples hidden upon its branches to fall out of the tree and land in the buckets below.

She walked away from the tree and overlooked the southern orchard. She had been bucking for the past two hours, and she was already done with today's work. Well, she didn't do all the work. Actually, that was the only tree she bucked. The zebras that "agreed" to work their for their lives handled most of the work.

"Greetings, fair Applejack." someone from behind the orange horse greeted. Applejack turned around and spotted Princess Luna standing there with a tall bi-pedal creature wearing a red and blue spandex suit. How did Applejack know it was spandex, you might ask? Let's just say she has had enough encounters with Princess Celestia to know what spandex looks like.

"Well howdy der Princess," Applejack responded, "who's yer friend?"

"Oh, he's Spiderman. Don't worry, he's cool." Luna promised.

"Hay." Spiderman greeted.

Applejack stared at him strangely for a couple seconds. "Ya sure he ain't wearing a wire?" Applejack asked.

"Yeah... pretty sure..." Luna said awkwardly, before deciding to change the subject, "how's the crop going?"

"Better than ever, princess. In fact, apple production is up seventy two percent!" the orange horse proclaimed proudly.

"Um... Applejack... I don't mean that crop." the princess said in a low whisper. Luna knew damn well that the local police department had been investigating the Apple family for years, as Celestia knew of their cannabis crop. Sadly, they never found any proof, but they still watch the farm. The investigation would soon come to an end, as Luna was making plans to legalize marijuana, since the only reason it was made illegal because Celestia hated the smell of marijuana, much to Luna's dismay.

"Oh, you mean our... 'special' apples, right?" Applejack asked in a low whisper.

"That's right... we want some of the famous Apple family 'special brownies'." Luna whispered.

The orange horse looked around shiftily. "Ya'll sure neither of ya'll are wearing a wire?" she asked.

"Yes, I'm fucking sure we aren't wearing a wire." Luna said, facehoofing.

"Aight, I believe ya. I'll whip up a batch our best 'special brownies'. Just follow me to the Apple family homestead."

"Holy fuck I am high..." Spiderman said as he, Applejack, and Luna sat on top of a skyscraper in Manehatton. For some reason, Luna decided to teleport them there not even half an hour after the trio ingested the pot brownies Applejack had baked for them. The brownies had some strong shit in them. Hell, our hero swore he saw a car flying by.

"This is some good shit, Applejack." Luna commented, stuffing another pot brownie in her mouth.

"Only da best for ya... Princess..." Applejack responded, "fuck I'm high, let's bake some apples."

"We already did." Luna pointed out, snickering.

"Oh yeah. Celestia damn I'm high as fuck." Applejack said, snickering along with the princess.