Everything Must Go! [Dead]

[~Silly CC~]

Apple Crumb wiped her brow as she finished setting up the rest of her supplies she'd had at home. Going into business with Porcelain Shield had given her some well-needed popularity, and she was bound to need it. What was left was anything from the scraps of dough and apples left before harvest was over, as she canned most of it. That canned apple filling would be sold during the winter, so only fresh apples and treats would be sold during the spring-summer months. Adjusting the sign on the cart Porcelain Shield had created for her, Apple a Crumb was ready for business.

Get your apple treats here! Everything must go! I repeat, EVERYTHING must go! You want dumplings? I've got 'em! You want fresh ol' apples? Look no further! Get your stocks before winter starts! Fall is just beginning, but the nip in the air will catch you quick! Hurry down to the cart closest to the entrance and see what you can buy!

Apple Crumb sipped from a glass of water, clearing her throat to begin shouting again. Pulling open a drawer on her side of the cart, she found quite the helpful surprise: a bullhorn, ready to be used. She smiled and picked it up, ready to use it.

Repeating her original message, she readied herself for any number of ponies, big and small; her jar was ready for payments and tips, and her heart was ready to give discounts. Stubborn as she was, kind souls could delve their way into her heart and mind, somewhat making her give in and offer small discounts. The day was young, and Apple Crumb was ready for business.

[moonstar]

It had been a long night for Moonstar, so long that she hadn't even slept. Even so, she was relatively in a good mood. There was a lot work that she had gotten done thanks to the clear night sky of Ponyville. Clouds had rolled in as the sun came up, so Moon decided to go into town to stock up on some goods for the inevitable winter coming.

She strolled the streets of the marketplace, buying various jarred food from different stands. There was all different kinds of hollering and advertisement that the bazaar seemed to be booming with a life of its own.

Carrying her purchases with her magic, Moonstar continued on her spree, soon stopping at a particular pony shooting her advertisement through a bullhorn. " You know, I still need some apples," she said, " How much some cider?"

[~Silly CC~]

Apple Crumb set down the bullhorn and smiled at the customer. She brought out a few bottles of cider, each with their own type of apple or other flavorings, and she gestured to some bins which sat below the cart, front and center. Moving her hoof to each as she spoke, she explained the rest of her items that were from scraps and such at home.

Thank you for stopping by! Well, for cider, I've got your regular old run-of-the-mill bottles, simple mixture—that will not be named—and all; then there's this carbonated tangy type, it's Granny Smith and a bit of a surprise—again, top secret and stuff—inside; and then I've got some aged cider, perfect for that special somepony, or for any mo–momen-momentous occasion.

With the stutter—caused by her lack of being able to perform perfect structured words like that—the farmpony stopped, coughing a tad and turned as red as her irises. She then continued, though at a slower pace—so not to stutter again like that.

Ah, you see, I have here the rest of the late-fall pick; but, there's still a mighty amount left—if you know what to buy.

With the weight on the word if, Apple Crumb winked and leaned in a bit closer, retreating again as she let those words wash over the unicorn with the stellar mane and tail. She then continued on, coming back to a comfortable pace as her confidence heightened once again.

And I've got just the right amount! See, I've got Red Delicious, Golden Delicious, Sunrise Sweet—I actually came up with that one, McIntosh, Granny Smith, Red Gala, Pink Lady, Golden Gala, *gasp* and...Honeycrisp!

As she finished off the list with a final deep breath, the purple retreated from her face. It had only tinged her goldenrod coat, but it was visible underneath it. Her breaths soon steadied, and she finished off her explanation of ciders and apples with the prices: of which the mare had firstly inquired. She pulled out a piece of paper, whose entirety was of prices that had been scribbled out, erased, and re-written time and time again, and she scanned it for cider and apple prices. Finding the two, her smiled perked, and she cleared her throat to speak again.

Ah, yes, cider is three bits for six; and apples are a bit for two, two bits for five, five bits for a bag, and ten bits for two-bags-and-a-half. What'll you be getting, miss?

She named them off, then said the last sentence with a kind smile to the astronomer mare. Being kind to customers was the first step to being an outstanding shop-keeper, as she always believed.

[moonstar]

Moonstar as taken aback by the merchant mare's zeal about her work. It was amazing to see a pony truly passionate about her work. She smiled widely, taking in all that the pony had told her about the choices of ciders that she had to offer and, honestly, she made it all sound so delicious that she didn't even notice the mare stutter over her words. "Oh, my..." she whispered to herself. She had no idea she had so many choices and it would be a tough choice. The carbonated kind sounded delectable, but then again, Ponyville turned out to be such a nice place, maybe she could finally find a special some-pony... Moon rolled her eyes at the thought and swept it from her mind. There was no sense in saddling up for something that even the stars couldn't say would happen.
"Such tough choices! I guess I'm gonna have to go with the six jars of carbonated cider, if you please?"

[~Silly CC~]

Apple Crumb nodded and slid out six bottles of bubbling apple cider, also pulling out a little partitioned basket. She set the bottles in, one by one, so then they wouldn't clink together or break.

Would you like anything else?

She smiled and brought out her jar for money, though she was by no means making the mare hurry. She looked around for a second, just taking in the sights of the area. It was a regular market day, and she was happy to be a part of it.

Yesiree, this sure is a fine day, isn't it? I love when the nip in the air is only a little.

She nodded and grinned again, being friendly as always she did to a customer.