A puddle, holder of many things, is wet and be unclean. With water and dirt at its might, it can cause so much strife.

"What do you think its mumbling, Sweetie Belle?" Apple Bloom asked.

A small filly unicorn shook her head.

"I have no clue."

Puddle is cool, Puddle is nice. Puddle loves shrimp fried rice.

"It's like as if it can only rhyme," Scootaloo, an orange pegasus said, "What's rice?"

"Shrimp?" Sweetie Belle asked.

"This puddle is weird." Apple Bloom said.

The wet puddle then drooled along into the Carousal Boutique.

"More than weird," Scootaloo added.

"I think Rarity is doing something." Sweetie Belle said.

"AIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!!!!"

"Yep." Sweetie Belle said, nodding her head.