Mah name's Applejack and ah guess ya'll aren't too used to a pony telling ya a story - well ah reckon it's about time somepony did so..
Ya'll like apples don'tcha? Well that's good - ya see ah was born and raised on apples.. apples are my life.. heck.. mah apples are more than life.. they are.. well gosh darn it I can't explain it..
Ya ever imagined being torn apart, piece by piece? Agonizing pain rushing through ya? Well that's how I feel without mah apples..
Ah love mah apples, which is why ah'd do anything to make sure they stay big and strong..
Ya see life is a lot like apples, all it takes is a couple of bad apples to ruin the whole batch and ah just can't let that happen..
Now let me get on with mah story, it began one fine afternoon - ah was pickin' apples and tryin' mah best to keep the farm in top condition when ah noticed somepony trespassing: now ah'm a friendly sort so ah decided to go on over and see what the new pony wanted.
Only turns out this pony wasn't like most of the others, pretty new to town - had a right mouth on them.. still ah did mah best to try and move the little pony on without making a fuss: after a while they went to move on, seemed to be a nice enough pony despite the rough start.
Then it happened, that pony went and picked up one of mah apples.. took a big bite right in front of me.. smiled real nice, the kind of smile one has when they do something wrong and they think ya can't do nothing about it and said "catch you later".
That was when ah realized ah was dealing with a bad apple - ah played it nice though and managed to wave them off with a smile, though ah had to grit mah teeth somewhat as ah watched them toss the barely touched apple on the ground as they left..
That night ah waited until the others were asleep and headed out, it didn't take me long to track down the pony from before - turns out they were staying in a house not too far from the farm.
Ah looked in and saw the pony was asleep so ah climbed in the window, ah admit it wasn't mah smartest move - the noise soon woke them up and they started to get real mad at me.. like ah said.. that pony sure had a mouth on them..
This time however that mouth was shut rather quick as ah pulled out an apple and shoved it in the pony's muzzle, they coughed and spluttered as they fell over - ah didn't let them get up, ah leapt at them and pinned them to the floor as ah got another apple and stuffed it in their muzzle as they squirmed, choking as ah crammed the apple further down their throat.
"You like apples, don'tcha?" ah said - watching as the pony's eyes watered, their body flailing before finally going still - that critter sure put up a fight.. ah was just lucky the house was pretty far from the other houses in Ponyville, ah would of felt just awful if ah'd woken some pony with all the noise.
After waiting a few minutes to make sure the pony didn't suddenly leap back up ah got off and carried them with me to the farm - a bad apple had to be disposed of to stop it spreading to the others but it could still serve a purpose..
Ah dug a hole under one of mah favorite apple trees and buried the pony, making sure to press the earth down deep so it wasn't disturbed - ah'd gotten pretty good at it by now.. ah reckon almost every tree on the farm had a bad apple buried next to it by now, so far no pony had noticed.
Ah gave a look at the tree before ah retreated, giving mahself a little smile as ah took a nearby apple and helped mahself - only one use for a bad apple and that's to help the other apples grow.
Ya like apples, don'tcha?