Cutie Mark Crusaders: Lemonade Sellers! Yay!

Scootaloo took the ‘close’ sign and brought it on her wagon. The moment she got back on their chair behind their lemonade stand, a young colt immediately crash-landed in front of their stand, as if he fell right out from the sky.

The three young fillies blinked in confusion as Featherweight stood back up and dusted himself as he gave them an awkward chuckle.

“S-sorry about that... I wasn't paying attention to where I was flying, and I bumped into a coconut tree...”

The fillies blinked at him. Apple Bloom then looked around them, noticing that the closest tree in the beach was almost fifty meters away. She returned her gaze on the colt with an arched eyebrow.

“Anyway! One glass of lemonade please!” he said, too quick for the fillies' taste.

The fillies looked at each other for a short while. Sweetie Belle then grabbed a pitcher and poured lemonade on a glass, and then dropped two ice cubes.

“That'll be two bits...I guess?”

“Two bits?” Featherweight said in shock. “R-really!?”

“Um...yeah?” Apple Bloom replied, doubtful if she should have answered.

The colt's eyes sparkled like the stars under the moonlit sky. He then slapped two shiny golden bits on their table and grabbed the cold golden liquid of goodness. He drank it in one gulp, even the ice cubes. It made the unicorn filly giggle and made him blush.

“T-thanks...” he blushed further, his gaze kept on the sand. Then, after putting the glass on the table, he flew off, almost competing with Rainbow's speed.

Scootaloo blinked. “What just happened?”

Apple Bloom looked around once again, then shrugged. “Meh. Must be the trees...”