Cutie Mark Crusaders: Lemonade Sellers! Yay!

Sweetie Belle reluctantly poured some lemonade to a glass that was held by a very very eager-looking customer.

“Com'on, Sweets!” Berry Punch said, watching in excitement as her glass was being filled by the golden liquid of goodness. She then immediately drank the whole contents as soon as the glass was filled.

“T-that's her twelfth glass in a row!” Scootaloo exclaimed as their customer finished her drink. The young pegasus filly was both thrilled, amazed, and scared at the same time.

“Ahh... That really hits the spot!” Berry Punch exclaimed as she slammed the glass down on the table. “More pl—uh...” She stopped herself as she slowly crossed her two hind hooves. She then flashed then three curious-looking fillies with a painful smile. “I think I need to go to the little filly's room now, kiddies.”

“W-wai—” Apple Bloom was about to argue, but loud sounds of twenty-four bits hitting the table cut herself off. ”—uh...a few meters to your right, second building with a red roof.”

Their customer disappeared as soon as Apple Bloom finished what she was saying. The three blinked, and so were their customers who were in line.

Next in line was the very well-known farm pony, and sister to one of the fillies running the stand.

“Hiya sis!” Apple Bloom greeted their customer while Scootaloo was having a hard time sweeping the twenty-four bits with a hoof and holding their jar of bits with the other. “How's the farm goin'?”

“Hiya Apple Bloom! Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo!” Applejack lifted her hat with a hoof to greet them. “Ah see yer having a grand time with this lemonade o'yours,” she chuckled. “My my, Ah bet you three already outsold our apple cart in the market place!” She then extended a hoof and rubbed her little sister's head. “Ah'm mighty proud of the three of yah.” After the exchange of sisterly affection, the honest mare produced two golden bits, and Sweetie Belle gave her a glass. “But you know,” Applejack said after drinking her glass of lemonade, “you three should care for yer customers some more.”

“Huh?” Apple Bloom blinked in confusion while Scootaloo grabbed the bits and Sweetie Belle took the glass. “What do ya mean, sis?”

“Well,” she stared to the direction where Berry Punch was most likely would have gone to, “like yer previous customer, ya three should put up an outhouse here.”

Apple Bloom brought a hoof to think about it after Applejack smiled and went to the beach.