#66401
Sat, 7th Jan '12 8:42:00 AM
Hell, nopony know exactly what happened in the everfree forest when Granny Smith found those zap apples the first time. They just know she seemed awfully funny when she came back, like maybe she weren't quite the same somehow. Some days her folk's'd find her just sittin' out on the porchin, starin at the forest. Never movin' a muscle, never sayin' a word, just starin'. Mighty peculier, folks used to think. But she knew things, she did. Started makin' Zap apple jam before you knew it. Knew exactly how to make it, too. Knew how to farm the land just right, knew how to talk to the animals just right too.
Mighty Peculiar, that little Miss Smith was. Always looked so pretty, sittin there in the sunshine, starin' away. Why, the colt's'd come for miles just to get a look at her. She was mighty popular with em', you know. Got em' helping out on the farm. Why if it weren't for all the colts come around asking for her hoof in marriage, I'll bet there never woulda been a ponyville. Course she only ever had eyes for one stallion. Never married again, after he passed on. She just kept on goin', looking after the kids, and the grandkids... and the great grandkids... It's no wonder she's so peculiar, an account of how old she is. Mighty peculiar, that Granny Smith. Day after day, just lookin' away at the everfree forest.
Still ain't nopony who knows just went on in there that night she found the zap apples for the first time...