Here's a little more than three quarters of what I had written before the blue screen. I'd write more but I'd much rather read the awesome writing of the other ponies in here!
After an awkward, silent trot, Applejack, Spike and Winona finally arrived at the mine's entrance.
"Atta' girl Winona" said Applejack, brushing the dog's stringy hair with her hoof. "Aw Winona, how'd you get all them apples tree sticks stuck in your fur?" The dog barked obliviously, but happily in return, running circles around her master's legs. Applejack giggled gently at her beloved pet and then turned to Spike. "Ya'll feeling ready there Spike?"
"N-no..." replied the shivering Spike. "Listen, uh, Applejack. I just need some time. Could we wait a few minutes? P-please?"
Applejack was not amused. "Fine" she replied, frustration creeping into her voice. "But you better pony up quick. I got a whole lot a' apples that need buckin' back at the farm, and them apples ain't gonna buck themselves!"
"You gotta shaaaare, you gotta caaaare..."
Pinkie Pie was hopping in her typical, carefree manner down manestreet Appleloosa, singing her newest, most favoritest song as she went. She was getting strange looks from the Appleloosians, so she knew they must be loving it! "Aw..." thought Pinkie Pie to herself. "That pony loves my singing so much that she's crying!"
"oooo! What's this?" Pinkie Pie said while suddenly looking down. "*GASP* A STICK! Oh, that reminds me of a song!" She was just about to belt our her favorite song about finding sticks on the ground when she happened to see another stick. "Oh lookie! Another stick! Oooo and this one has a leaf on it!" Pinkie Pie was ecstatic. She hadn't found two sticks just lying on the ground like that in at least an hour! "And what's this?" said Pinkie Pie, the ground again catching her attention. "A paw print?"
"Wow!" gasped Pinkie Pie. "Maybe its a turtle!" And with that, Pinkie Pie, in her casual hop, followed the paw prints out of Appleloosa.
"You ready yet Spike?" said an impatient Applejack. They had been waiting for what seemed like forever, and Spike had still not found the courage to enter the abandoned mine. "But what is there are g-g-ghost zombie p-p-ponies in there?" stammered Spike.
"There ain't no such thing as a ghost zombie pony ya' scaredy dragon" said Applejack. "It was your idea to go chasin' after these here diamond dogs and now that we've almost found 'em, you've gone all chicken on me!"
"No... you're right" said Spike, puffing up full of courage. "We need to get that Jewel back... for Rarity!"
"Right." replied Applejack sarcastically. "For Rarity." Applejack turned to Winona, who was looking up at her with those sweet doggy eyes. "Oh Winona, what have I gotten myself in to?"
"You gotta shaaaare... you gotta caaaaare..."
Applejack perked up at once and turned this way and that. "Uh... is something the matter Applejack?" said a puzzled Spike.
"I coulda sworn I just heard Pinkie Pie singing that awful song o' hers just now. I must be mistaken though. Didja hear anything Winona?" The dog looked up at Applejack with a worried look on its face. "What's the matter Winona?" said Applejack. "Is there somethin'..."
"Huh? What was tha..."
Pinkie Pie fell from the sky and landed on Applejack with a crasg. "HIYA APPLEJACK! HIYA SPIKE! HIYA WINONA!"