Cutie Mark Crusaders: Lemonade Sellers! Yay!

Apple Bloom was pulling a toy cart that was full of wood, nails, a hammer, some paint and a paintbrush, a toilet-seat, a shovel, and some other things. Her big sister's suggestion made her and her two friends to ponder about the idea of having an outhouse near their stand. The three agreed that it was a good idea, and so pulled enough bits from their jar to buy the necessary items to make one.

“Hm... Ah wonder how those two are doing back there...” she thought out loud as she pulled the toy wagon, heading back to the beach.

Meanwhile...

“Ahh...” Scootaloo said after drinking her fifth glass of lemonade for that hour alone. “Y'know, you're really good at making lemonade, Sweetie Belle.”

Sweetie Belle nodded, who just finished drinking her second glass that hour. She grabbed her glass to wash it with a water-filled bucket and a dishwasher on their toy wagon, but her eyes landed on her empty jar of lemons.

“Uh-oh...” she muttered, turning back to their stand, eyeing the pitchers.

“Huh?” Scootaloo woke up from her daydream. It was only about her outflying her greatest idol and all. Nothing big and impossible. “What's wrong?”

“We're out of lemons,” Sweetie Belle replied as she hopped back on the chair, staring at the two pitchers. One was still full of lemonade, while the other was almost out. She then stared ahead, and saw, from meters away, two colts eyeing their stand with happy smiles. She then turned to her pegasus friend. “I'm heading back to town to get some more. Think you can run the stand by yourself?”

“Huh?” Scootaloo blinked. “Maybe I should be the one to buy the lemons. Y'know, since I have a scooter and all.”

Sweetie Belle shook her head. “During our sample testing yesterday, you didn't know how to pick the right lemons.”

Scootaloo blinked, and blushed from embarrassment.

“Besides,” Sweetie Belle grabbed a few bits and placed it in her saddlebag. “I won't take long. When Apple Bloom gets here, tell her to start making the outpost.”

“Uh, yeah, sure!” Scootaloo said with an uncertain smile. She suddenly felt like wanting to visit the little filly's room, but, she can still hold it, maybe? “I can totally handle things here no problem!”

“Great!” Sweetie Belle said with a smile.