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// "G- good?" 
// Story: The Shopping List 
// by Vanilla Mocha 
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I approached Iron Will's Custom Lemonade Stand. It was almost dinner time, and I was getting a little hungry. It was only 5:15, and dinner began around 6:00. If I want dinner without any stress, I thought, I'll have to get the shopping done first. 

"Mr. Iron Will?" I asked, seeing the bull wasn't at his booth.

"He's at bathroom break." Donut Joe said, standing at the back door to his shop. 

"Oh... do you know when he'll be back?" I asked, sighing.

"Hey! Iron Will need a plunger in here!" A familiar voice shouted from inside the bakery.

"I don't know if he'll be out any time soon," Donut Joe said, turning to go inside. 

"Oh, alright." I closed my eyes. This can't be happening to me! Why, Celestia?! Why? Why? Why? And some ponies wondered why I joined the Lunar Republic... 

Suddenly I heard a splash. WHOOSH

"Ugh! You overflowed it!" a stallion's voice said in an angry tone, probably Donut Joe's.

"Iron Will is sorry." The bull mumbled.

I sighed again. If I was to get anything done, it wouldn't be here. I knew I had over items to get, so I went about my business doing that. 





I trotted into a supermarket. I purchased some banana jello and a loaf of banana bread. Two down, total of four. All I need is the Banana Boat and the Banana Lemonade,   I reminded myself.

I checked out, and was about to walk out of the store when a certain blue earth pony from school stopped me. His short and spiky purple and yellow hair had never changed from high school. 

"How's it go'n?" Pixie Stick , an old friend, greeted me. 

Please not another pony from school!, I prayed, but no, it was him. 

"G- good?" I said, faking a cheap smile. 

"That's nice. Hey, want some candy?" He asked, holding out some jelly beans. 

"Oh, uh, sure?" I accepted, remembering how he would give everypony candy at lunch.

"Thank you." I added, before putting them in my mouth.

"No prob. So, you're shopping?" Such a stalker question. A rhetorical one, too. 

Duh, I thought. But instead, I said, "Yeah."

"That's nice." He replied.

An idea blew into my head. "Hey, Pixie. How about you help me with something?" I asked, still faking a smile. 

"Sure. What?" He asked, looking curious.

"Can you buy some Banana Boat for me? I'll be over at Iron Will's Custom Lemonade Stand behind Donut Joe's Bakery." I spit it out. 

He stared at me, shocked. Then, with a shrug, he replied, "Sure, why not?" He proceeded into the store.

I sighed, only this time from relief. 





"Iron Will! Get more toilet paper!" Donut Joe shouted from inside. I stood outside like before, only this time I had some hope. All I needed was the lemonade, and I'd be done. If I'd ever get the lemonade.