It was another day. Limey returns to the outskirts with a newly repaired stand and a hooffull of hope that things would go better. He didn’t want to sell his limeade in town as he felt the ponies there were beneath him after the whole lemonade debacle. And he wanted to forget about that idiotic doctor he ran into yesterday as well. No, today he would have at least one actual customer who actually wanted a drink..
And so he went about filling his pitcher with lime,sugar, and water just as he has done a million times before as he waited for someone else to show up. And oddly enough, he could actually hear someone coming from the Everfree once more. And thankfully, it wasn’t that looney.
But who he saw was a being he had never seen before. Or at least he couldn’t really remember him. It was a small pudgy hedgehog like being with blue eyes and platinum spines. He was walking out of the forest holding the top part of what looked like a stone head of some monkey guy.
The strange hedgehog was panting as he started following the road to Ponyville. “Ahh, ahh man. Life is sooooo much harder... when you gotta walk...everywhere. I miss blimps...and cupcakes...And Tempest...And cupcakes” It looked like he was having a little trouble catching his breath.
At first Limey was put off. But whatever, he had a customer. All he had to do was catch his attention. “HEY YOU! PIG GUY! OVER HERE!”
“What, huh?” The hedgehog looked over at Limey and pointed to himself “You mean me?”
“Yeah you! You thirsty? I got limeade” Limey felt like cackling to himself. This was gonna be too easy.
“Oh yeah! I could use some of that! Who’s the lucky guy that found a random limeade stand? This guy!” He pointed to himself and hurried along to the stand. Upon approaching, he began to eye the pitcher of the green drink quite intently. “Woah….looks tasty”
“Oh, it is.” Limey said with a smirk as he began to pour a glass. “So what’s your name? What were you doing in the forest?”
“Name’s Grubber and HOLY STORM KING WHAT’S UP WITH YOUR SKIN?!” Grubber stepped back in shock when he finally got a good look at Limey.
“Skin?! What?!” Limey looked at himself, did he mean his color? “This is my coat! This is how it’s always looked!”
“Oh….So do you spit acid or something?” Grubber asked as he tapped the filled glass.
Limey took offense to that. Why did everyone have a problem with his color scheme?! “No! It’s just a green coat! It’s not acid skin!”
“Oh...I didn’t think it was like, acid skin. But now that you say that. Is it acid skin?” Grubber asks as he wipes his mouth, putting down his glass.
“I JUST TOLD YOU! IT ISN’T ACID SKIN! ITS MY COAT!” Limey yelled at him in bellegerint anger.
“Oh” Grubber said as he poured himself another glass himself “Yeah, I mean. That’s cool. Acid spit and skin is pretty cool. I mean, if you had it I guess. So, what are you doing way out here?”
Limey’s eye began to twitch. He started to lose his temper once more. “DIDN’T I JUST TELL YOU?! LOOK AT THE STAND! THE LIMES! THE DRINKS! WHAT DO YOU THINK I’M DOING OUT HERE?!”
“Woah woah, relax. You’re pretty tense. Hey!” Grubber pours a glass of limeade and holds it towards Limey “wanna drink? It’ll cool you off.”
“HUH?!....huh?...uh…” Limey looked at the glass and realized, in truth, he did feel a little parched from losing his temper “Y-yeah, I guess I could use a drink.” He takes it and guzzles it down.
Grubber looks up at the sign that says “Limeade stand, two bits”. And then he looked towards Limey and shrugged “Oh yeah, it’s a limeade stand. Riiiight. I guess you’re gonna have to pay me two bits for that drink, I think.” Grubber didn’t seem to be all there about this. Or perhaps he was really that dumb.
But then again. Limey wasn’t too great in that department himself. Especially after an anger spat. “Oh yeah, right. Here you go” Limey tosses him two bits.
Grubber catches them and looks them over, then shows them to that weird statue thing he was lugging about. “Wow, ain’t nothing like storm bucks. Right? Yeah I know. I mean, I guess I didn’t know because I’ve never seen a bit before. And, wait.” Grubber realizes something and tosses the statue head away “I don’t even work for that guy anymore. Man, I’ve been in that forest way too long. So, why are you so tense anyway? Did you have to work for an evil dictator or something?” Grubber said as he passed another glass to Limey
Limey dropped another two bits and took a swig “Nah, just some stupid filly thinks she and her stupid lemonade is better than my limeade. Puh, I bet she’s not even good at knitting”
“Knitting ain’t cool. It just ain’t cool. Well, I gotta go back to finding out where Tempest went. Kinda lost her after this crazy party at this place we we’re gonna conquer. Good luck with melting your enemies with acid. Just gonna take a glass for the road here, and then I’m gonna jet. Totally gone.” Grubber announces as he fills one more glass and walks off.
“Yeah, seeya. Heh.” Limey smiles almost dreamily as he watched Grubber walk off into the distance and into town. “What a cool guy. Finally somepony who understand how hard it is living with acid skin. Yep, totally…...wait” Limey’s eyes went wide when he realized his horrible mistake. He then silently looked at his limeade. The pitcher was empty. He then takes out his little bag of bits. Which was also empty.
He had given his wares and money to a hedgehog who he himself didn’t seem to realize what he just did.
Limey instantly became red with fury as he yelled unintelligible words. “SDGFDFASDDSFS” was all that came out of him as he took his anger out on his own stand, smashing it to bits. Another day, another failure for poor ole Limey.