Here, why don’t you take a turn.” Spike handed the dice to Granny Smith. “Easy there, no need to get mad about it. “Oh, that’s right… then I’ll send a letter to your mother to grounded you!’ Granny Smith said. “But I’m not even part of your family.” Gabby pointed out. “Why you feathery vermit, you’re grounded.” Granny Smith angered. “Sorry Granny Smith, but it’s off to the brig with you.” Gabby said. “One of your crewmates have been a bad pirate, send him down the brig.” Gabby looked at Spike and Granny Smith trying to decide which should go, Spike giggles as he points his eyes at Granny Smith. “My turn.” Gabby rolled the dice, picking up a card after moving her piece. “Just kidding, Granny Smith.” Spike laughed. “What, oh no!” Granny Smith freaked out a little. “Oh, I think I see a bold spot on you, Grammy Smith.” Spike said. “You must spot the direction of the north through the peeking tree.” Spike read the card and peek his eyes through the little plastic tree. “Cool.” Spike picked up the dice, rolling them to get a four and move his piece. “Is that right? Well, I guess a little game wouldn’t hurt these old bones.” Granny Smith decided to join in the game. “You just roll the dices, move your piece to the spot, and then pick up a card to see what you’ll do.” Spike explained the rules. “Base on a real treasure map.” Gabby added. The Bloody Stallion Dutchman Treasure Hunt.” Spike revealed the board game. “Huh, what’s this? This ain’t no gold.” Granny Smith realizes. “Wow Granny Smith, you sure are sweaty.” Gabby commented. “Where is it, where’s the gold!” Granny Smith asked jumpy. “Gold! My yard, my property!” Granny Smith jumped right between Spike and Gabby. “Wow, they look so shiny!” Gabby squealed. “I’m rich! Look Gabby, eight gold doubloons!” Spike excited. “Awesome!” Spike shouted, getting the old mare’s attention. Her grandkids are off doing their own thing with friends and stuff. “Oh filly, if only there is something to do on this boring day.” Granny Smith sighed. At the edge of Ponyville where most will find the apple farm known as Sweet Apple Acres owned by the apple family, one sitting in front of her house rocking on the chair is Granny Smith doing some knitting though has a bored expression on her face.
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