Sprite bounced idly in her bouncing swing, seemingly disgruntled. She pouted a bit, watching Pinkie unpack her diaper bag.
Pinkie turned to look at the silent mare.
“Why such a long face, silly filly?” she asked cheerfully.
“Remind me again why I’m here?” She asked, raising a hoof questioningly. “And why I’m RIGHT next to the window?”
Pinkie giggled as she set the empty bottle on the dresser and turned to Sprite.
“That’s simple, silly! Applejack’s too busy with apple deliveries, your mom and dad aren’t here, and Trixie’s out of town for a while! So your cousin Pinkie was asked to foalsit you!”
Sprite pouted a bit. “I’m big enough to take care of myself… And that still doesn’t explain the window.”
Pinkie hopped around the room, looking for a plush to hoof over to Sprite.
“There was no place else to put you that wasn’t already crowded with stuff, or unsafe! We don’t need the little foal falling down the stairs!”
The alicorn grumbled some. “But I’m an adult… I can take care of myself…”
“Not according to Trixie’s tales of your wed bed escapades!~”
Sprite sighed in defeat, laying back some as she continued to bounce.
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