Boo. I've come back from the grave to write আরো যেভাবে খুশী things. Seriously, this time. I believe I've improved as a writer, after several stories a few dozen poems and about ten লেখা classes. So, let's see how this goes.

A slender but sturdy কমলা mare bucked her hind legs, her hooves thumping into a tree. Apples fell like rain, overflowing the buckets and coaxing a smile. A few feet away, a canary-coated mare flinched, letting out a squeak. "It- it's very l-loud..." She mumbled, cheeks pink. The কমলা mate laughed. "Of course it is, Fluttershy. All hard work produces noise." The mare's voice carried hints of the south, an accent that was both soothing and exciting to the Pegasus mare. Flicking her straw-colored mane to the side, the southern-sounding female sighed. "Who-ee. I'm ready for a drink. Ya want anythin', Sugarcube?"
The other টাট্টু started. "O-oh, um, yes. I-I mean, if it's not a bother, and if there's enough. B-but আপনি can--" the other mare's chuckling cut over her. "Sugar, I've told আপনি time and time again, ya need to stop thinking you're a burden. Ah like your company, darlin'." The paler of the two blushed. "T-thank আপনি আপেল Jack."

AJ hummed leading the way to the house. "Oh, and Sugarcube?"
"Y-yeah?"
The earth টাট্টু broke into a fond smile. "You're sweet as cider."

Gomennasai, it's short. But, I think that that's all I needed to write for them. Short sweet and to the point, like AJ. If it's good, please let me know. Writers প্রণয় প্রণয় প্রণয় praise. Thank you!
-Petals