Apple Jack:Apple Bloom,how many times have I told you that you need to clean up your bedroom!
Apple Bloom:Sorry sis,but I think I am going to get my cutie mark.
Apple Jack:Fine,but next time,I want to see your room shine more than a twice cleaned apple.
Apple Bloom:I got it.Now,let's draw.
Apple Jack:What?You think your special talent is drawing?Ha ha ha!
Apple Bloom:We will see about that.Come on,see this.
Apple Jack:Wow,all these are your drawings?
Apple Bloom:Yep!
Apple Jack:I don't beleive you!Draw me.
Apple Bloom:Ok,but this might get a hour.
Apple Jack:Two weeks if you need!
Apple Bloom:*Starts painting*
*One hour later*
Apple Jack:Wow,you weren't laying.
Apple Bloom:*Sees the end of her body*.Sis,am I dreaming now?
Apple Jack:No.Let's take Big Mac,and ask him.
Apple Bloom:Am I dreaming?
Big Mac:Nop-e.
Apple Jack:Let's party.
Apple Bloom:In your face,Diamond Tiara,Silver Spoon.*Parties for the rest of the night*