There were more customers than Scootaloo had anticipated. What is worse, is that she's almost out of lemonades to sell. What is worst, is that she's been wanting, she's been really really been wanting to pay a little visit to the little fillies room. She thought that when she runs out of lemonade to sell, she can simply put their ‘close’ sign in front of the stand, puts a portal trap, and visit the little filly's room.
As she poured the very last drops of lemonade to a glass, Thunderlane payed two bits before gulping down the drink. He smiled and walked back to the beach, where his two fillyfriends are probably trying to kill each other again.
“Well!” Scootaloo shouted with a wide wide grin, startling her next customer, and the rest, “that's all for now, ponies!” She grabbed the ‘close’ sign and excitedly aimed at the sandy ground in front of the lemonade stand. “The Cutie Mark Crusaders: Lemonade Stand is temporarily clos—eh?” she was about to stab the ground with the sign, but found out that it was stuck in the air. Blinking, she saw the sign was enveloped by a magical field, and right in front of her was an angry-looking unicorn mare, and behind her were angry-eyed customers. The pegasus crusader gulped and shivered involuntarily.
“Ooohhh no!” Amethyst said, angrily staring at the pegasus crusader. “I've been standing in line for a while and I don't want you to slap me with this sign of yours!” Angrily, she lifted the sign, lifting Scootaloo off the ground, and tossed it and her behind the lemonade stand. “I came here to get some lemonade and I'm not leaving until I get some!”
The line behind her agreed as well.
Scootaloo jumped back on the chair. “B-but! I'm—we're out of lemonade!”
“Then go make SOME MORE!” Amethyst snarled, making the pegasus wince and sink back down.
The poor pegasus filly has been wanting to leave to pay a visit to the filly's room, but nooooooooooooooo. Somepony just wants to have some lemonade before she could go. Scootaloo huffed, as her angry eyes fell on an empty pitcher, and beside it was a jar of white sugar. She blinked, and then a creepy smile formed on her lips as an evil plan of revenge emerged in her head.