"Oh sugarcube if we have a slumber party, Tony is getting kicked out of our bed and we are going to share." Applejack promised, much like they had at Twilights house. "He keeps it real nice and neat after we get up. You'll love it." She smiled. But she conceded, understanding the want to stay in her house. The only reason she was in this big one was that more than half her family was distraught over all the disappearances. "Alright, but as long you promise the closer you get to delivery time that you do come stay with us. I don't like the idea of you bein' out there so far away and gettin' in a fix and bein' away from the phone." She didn't want to say 'alone', and likely she would have insisted on her coming to their house anyway. She had the most horrific vision of Rarity being trapped under a mound of cloth that had fallen over having gone hoarse from yelling for help.
She gave her a smile. "That one I have absolute faith in, been makin' them almost as long as I've been walkin' around. It's the other two that I'm none to sure on. One is blueberry, the other is passion fruit, the fillin' and fruit mixture tasted good but I'm not to sure how it'll taste in a fritter." And she wasn't sure the whole house was going to like Apple.
"He's a real good boy." Though she didn't really know him all that well.