Cutie Mark Crusaders: Lemonade Sellers! Yay!

Three sets of eyes blinked and looked around. Ponies in the beach were having a grand time enjoying whatever activities they were doing. Sweetie Belle sighed both in relief and disappointment.

“We haven't had a single customer for an hour now,” the unicorn filly said suddenly, eyeing a pegasus colt who was snapping photos on the beach.

“We could close up for now and have some fun,” Scootaloo commented.

Apple Bloom nodded. “Yeah, Ah agree with Scoots. No point in standin' 'round here doin' nothin'.” The earth pony jumped off from their seat and trotted towards their red wagon. “Ah should probably start repairing our outhouse that sunk a few chapters ago...”

Her two friends cringed. They wanted to help their earth pony friend, but no way in Tartarus are they gonna lay a single hoof on that eeky pile of wood.

“O-oh! We-well, good luck with that!” Scootaloo chirped nervously, buzzing her wings as she hovered away from the stand, Sweetie Belle galloping close behind.

Apple Bloom glared at her departing friends, and sighed as she stabbed the sandy ground with the ‘close’ sign.

With that done, she returned to the wagon, but a certain portal gun caught her attention. She brought a hoof to her chin as an idea was starting to form in her head.