No sense letting ill-feeling fester, not given how long it will take three princesses and a king to have time in their schedule to speak with me. "Applejack!" I trot towards the fence separating Sweet Apple Acres from the… Well, it used to be a track and it's still a track in places, but I can see where they've started paving it. "How are you?"
I suspect I can already guess. And the track is just one small part of it.
She pulls her eyes away from the tree she was apologising to and resumes glaring.
"Lahk you don't know."
Ah, she's in one of
those moods.
"To the best of my knowledge I have taken no action likely to injure you or yours. Can you fill me in?"
She raises her left foreleg and points it towards… An early-stage building site in Ponyville proper. "That."
Ah, modernisation? Not worried about the environmental impact, I hope. I doubt Twilight would be so careless to allow
pollution.
I frown mildly. "Ponyville has grown every generation since your great-grandparents founded it. I didn't think you had a problem with that?"
"Grown a little, and slowly." She looks around at her appsplosion, sighs, and then trots over to me. "More farms, an' a few stores an' a schoolhouse. Not a big ole' factory."
Heh. 'Applsplosion', eh? A fitting name for it. But yes, change that large is probably a bit more confronting than the gradual change of small details.
"Ah." I nod. "And you feel that the nature of the town will be altered for the worst."
She considers carefully. "Ain't… Certain it'll be worse. Not for sure. But it ain't gunna be the Ponyville ah grew up in. An' 'fore you say it, ah know it weren't the same Ponyville mah folks grew up in, nor Granny neither. But there's a difference between a bunch of farmers and what Twilight an' you 're fixing t' turn Ponyville into."
Won't really be a village anymore, or even a town. More like a small city with a deceptive name...
"Mm." I nod. "True. Did she tell you why?"
"Ah…" She frowns as she tries to remember. "Unparalleled… Opportunities in… Ah, whatchamacallit… Magic machine.. thingamies."
...Oh, boy. Twilight's been throwing around the corporate-esque speechifying? Maybe she needs a
little advice.
"No, the other reason." She shakes her head. "Celestia's planning on retiring, and she wants Twilight to take over running the country."
She blinks, craning her neck towards me slightly. "Say whut now?"
...She didn't tell her friends about that part? Well,
that's a surprise.
"Okay, so you know that a little over a thousand years ago, Celestia and Luna ran the country together? And then Luna had her little episode and Celestia ran the whole thing by herself?"
Applejack's still having a little trouble with the idea. "Uh-huh."
Definitely a little stunned, she's not even annoyed by the 'explain it like she's a young foal' tone.
"And then Luna got rainbow-blasted and now they run it together again? Right, well, I'm afraid that the person governing the country can change. Celestia's been in place for what is by the standards of… Just about every polity in the universe, a freakishly long time. And she wants to stop."
And in her defence, that's entirely fair. The big problem was going to be
how she did it, though.
"Oh." She sits down with a degree of force. "Okay."
"I mean, I could rule somewhere like this indefinitely, but it's not even her special talent. I mean, can you imagining keeping doing something you don't particularly like for a thousand years virtually every hour of the day? And not being able to use your special talent outside of a few minutes and dawn and dusk?"
Something of a nightmare for nearly any pony, I would expect.
She shudders. Or maybe twitches, I'm not sure.
"Can now. That really what she's been doin'?"
I can just picture the full-body shudder.
"Something like that."
"An' she picked Twilight t' take over. Ah mean, ah love her lahk a sister, but ah ain't sure runnin' the whole country is… Ah…"
And you would not be the only one, 'Jackie.
I nod. "Yeah, I know. That's why she's been put in charge of Ponyville."
"Fer practice."
Best to start small, where it's easier to fix any mistakes quickly. Imagine if she had foolishly passed a law that affected everyone in the country, but it didn't become clear that it's bad for a year or two?
"Basically." I turn my equine neck left and right, taking in Central Equestria. "And the fact is that putting a large settlement in the centre of Equestria, along with a transit hub of railways and roads, is… An economic inevitability."
"Waste of good farmland, if'n ya ask me."
Also the issue of pollution. Unless they can progress past steam-technology, there's going to be a lot of smoke starting to rise in various places. You so don't want it turning into something like early Victorian London.
"Well, the town will be growing away from the current farms, but… Okay, look: I like manufacturing. And I don't have any problem building an industrial centre around the existing farms. But…"
"But whut?"
It means pushing them into new areas. Some of which might object to suddenly being considered farmland.
"This is good farmland. If you expanded, increased production, and used the new freight railways to ship your goods to other population centres, an agriculture-focused settlement remains viable."
"Twilight didn't think so."
...Earth Pony magic
could probably sidestep issues like overfarming and losing ground nutrients...
"Twilight… I've noticed that she can sometimes become fixated on a plan and then have trouble adapting to changes in circumstance. Leaving Ponyville as it is isn't really an option, but if you're prepared to put the time in, you could propose an alternative."
She frowns thoughtfully. "Ah don't know. She seemed maghty keen on the machine workshops."
Maybe the idea coming from a friend might break through her obsessiveness.
"Oh, those are going to stay. But they can do the experimental work and testing here and do the mass manufacturing closer to the mines, which will presumably be in areas that are bad for farming. And which are more used to industry. Less efficient, but… It would work."
"Oh-kay." She nods and smile. "Ah'm glad that's sorted out. I-."
Heh. Oh, no, dear. It's only just getting
started.
"Oh, no. It's not." She tilts her head to the side and frowns. "That's an outline. You need to get together with the other farmers and come up with a detailed plan if you want to catch Twilight's attention. This isn't normal Twilight-With-A-Plan, this is Twilight-With-An-Order-From-Celestia."
And that sort of mood is as implacable as a glacier. But much
faster.
She looks decidedly uncertain. "Ah ain't never planned anything lakh this befouh."
I shrug. "Neither's Twilight. And you've planned fields, planting and harvesting schedules and.. things like that." She tentatively nods. "And your parents, grandparents and great-grandparents must have done something similar?"
Or is it perhaps that you don't want the
responsibility of it, 'Jackie?

Easier to follow someone else sometimes.
"Uh-huh. They surely did." She smiles at me. "Thank-." She frowns. "Wait jus' a moment. Le's jus' go back t' how Twilight's takin' over the whole country."
"Um. What's to say? Shouldn't be happening for a decade at the soonest, and… Not wanting to get too morbid here, but it might well not happen.. until…"
I suspect something as significant as Celestia dying might be a bit more cataclysmic.
She nods. "Alicorns live a whole lot longer than regular folks. Jus'… Can't imagine Twilight bein' up there in the Royal Palace."
"Honestly, I'm not super-keen on that. I don't want her to fail in Ponyville, obviously, but rulership… It's a useful skill to have, but if it's not your special talent you should probably avoid putting yourself in Celestia's position."
And I'd be worried about anyone who
did have that specific a talent. Especially if they were stuck in a position of powerlessness...
Applejack nods. "She's jus' doin' it 'cause a' the Princess askin' her."
"Yep. Once she heard that, she stopping thinking and started doing. Can't really help you there, though I am going to be talking to Celestia in… A few hours, if you want me to pass anything on."
Joy of having the ear of the prospective rulers of the country. Lots of people have things to pass on...
She strokes her chin with her right forehoof. "Think this is one ah'm gunna haf t'get all the girls together for."
"I suggest including Spike. And possibly sending a message to Cadance and Shining Armour and asking how they coped with having a city-state dumped on them."
True, neither of them really expected that to happen. I can't expect Cadance to have given lessons in civic administration much thought back in the day.
"Will do."
"And on an ancillary issue, given how you don't employ seasonal workers here, what thought have you given to your own lineage?"
...Well, that's
quite the swerve.
She raises her eyebrows. "Pardon me?"
"If you're going to be expanding, then you'll need more workers. Which means that now is the ideal time for you and your brother to look into possible marriage partners. That way, by the time your children start being old enough to-."
And even so, they may need more people than they can 'produce'.

Might be time to expand outside the core Apple family.
"That is a mite more familiar a conversation than ah'm comfortable havin' with a stranger."
She's blushing, and it really emphasise her freckles.
Still, it is a conversation you'll eventually have to have sooner or later. Being comfortable with the way your life is right now is no excuse not to be preparing for the future.
I smother my laugh, and turn away.
"Good luck with the planning, Applejack."
And she's going to be well out of her comfort zone, unless she can fob it off on someone else...