“Here you go, Crabriella.” Fluttershy brought her stylishly-dressed crab friend close to her lime-flavored snow cone.
 
As the crab reached out and nibbled away at the shaved iced, Pinkie skipped up from behind, both hands carrying a raspberry and blueberry snow cone along the way. “I hope you like the snow cone! Consider it a Pinkie Pie Thank You for letting me and Rarity hang out with these… crabby fellas.”
 
As the two girls giggled at the corny joke, Rarity came waddling up. With a grape-flavored snow cone in hand, her whole belly wobbled and sloshed with each and every step she took. “Well, I’d also like to thank you for letting me dress this little darling up,” she says as she looks down at the happy crab. “After that little incident Pinkie and I had with the sailboat, it was nice to wind down and relax a bit.”
 
“Would you say we were feeling a bit… crabby?” Pinkie smiled as Fluttershy laughed.
 
Unamused, Rarity simply rolled her eyes back.