Searching For A Sitter/ Collab with: Shamrock Clover

StarHeart purged through the icy snow, it enveloped her until she reached inside of the pony market. She shuffled the snow of her coat and scarf along with her saddle bag, and using her levitation, took out her yellow and purple wallet.

"One gift, just one. At least that's what he said." She thought to herself. She walked through the store aimlessly. Finally she reached the "Good X-Mas Gifts for Stallions" Section. Inside it lied weights and a great deal of fashionable tear. Although NightSpark (her special somepony) was very rivalry, and had a suitable taste in fashion, neither suited him. StarHeart was a great writer, but it was when NightSpark heard she needed an artist with her book, he was happy to help. While sharing common ground, NightSpark found out, over time, he'd fallen in love for the mare. And he was ashamed of this. He was but a poor artist, and she was a famous popular writer. Little did he know, she liked him as well, when the book was published, and billions of reporters surrounded her, forcing NightSpark out of the crowd, she said without hesitation,

"My book was originally inspired by many things...but one pony pony, one stallion, opened many thoughts, many doors that expanded my imagination, expanded my book. I thank him deeply, he did the art for my book, so thank you, NightSpark!" He blushed so intensely, he thought the words would end. But it didn't.

"So I have a very important question." He raised an eyes brow, and reporters flashed their cameras as StarHeart walked up to him.

"Will you be my special pony?" The reporters gasped, scribbling words onto their small notepads. Many years later, they were married, and StarHeart wasn't only a famous writer, but a popular singer. NightSpark also had become a famous artist, writing songs for his wife and making pictures beautiful as ever. A year later. they had a daughter named MoonShine QuillSong.  StarHeart had a long named so she wished the same for her daughter. Back to the present, StarHeart WaveSong and NightSpark had spent all their time and money on Gifts for moonshine, but now, it was only five days till' Hearth's Warming Eve, and StarHeart hadn't gotten anything for her dear husband.

"What a great wife I am," She mumbled, turning around, then immediately gasping. It. Was. Perfect. A pitch black suitcase,(that wasn't actually a suitcase it was an art kit, a  very professional art kit) with small gems incrusted into it's leather in the shape of a blue moon. It was supposed to be for New Lunar's Eve, but she could make do, at least she could until she got sight of the price.

"That's outrageous! I thought this would be it, but no!" She screamed, her horn sparking a bit.

"Eighty-four dollars, and thirty-nine cents!" She huffed marching away, shoving the wallet back into her saddlebag forcefully. She only had sixty-two dollars and twenty-five cents, and she had been hoping not being able to spend it all. Being so frustrated, StarHeart didn't seem to see the stallion, who was waving a pink slip around in the air. She crashed into him, growling.

"Hey watch where you're-" He turned around, his face with worry.

"I'm sorry! I didn't see you there, I just turned for a second, and the papers-" Many of Pink parchments flew in the air, resting onto the ground. One flew onto StarHeart's muzzle, and she lifted it into the air with her blue magic. She inspected the words carefully before gasping with a wide smile.

"Thirty dollars?!" she whispered under her breath, but the green earth pony heard her.

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"Yep, for three hours, why? Are you looking into it?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. She nodded with glee.

"Yes, I only need twenty-two dollars and fourteen cents to buy a present for my husband! When should I be there?" She added, her smile widening.

"Around five, maybe six." He replied, smiling back, he handed her a pink slip which had the address and the time.

"Guess I didn't have to tell you.." He scoffed, looking down at the parchment. His wife had written all of them, and had told him to go out and see what ponies would say, at around three, he would come back and tell if he'd gotten a foalsitter for the girls. It was two- fifty. StarHeart chuckled weakly, she gripped the paper and shoved it in her saddlebag.

"See you tonight, uh, Shamrock, Clover." She said reading the paper off slowly, then trotting away. She didn't see it, but Shamrock leaped in the air and gave a loud,

'YES!" HE cleared his throat, and fell back down, and started to gather back all the papers into his saddlebag and walked back out into the snow all the way across town to tell his beautiful wife, he had found one.

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StarHeart slammed the door open to her cottage, it was to be the most beautiful house she thought at least, there was bits and pieces of cloud on the walls, but none on the floor, for StarHeart was a unicorn. She smiled, droplets of snow flailing into the doorway, and into the house. A dark blue pegasus with magenta and silver mane, dropped his sketch pad onto the table, and rushed behind the mare closing the door shut.

"Hon, ya know I love you, but, when it's winter, it means it's cold mostly." He said, keeping his front hooves on the door. A surprised expression ran across StarHeart's face.

"Oh, yeah." She blushed.

"Mom!" A small turquoise unicorn filly with purple, blue, and a light silver with bright blue eyes, ran up to her.

"Hello my darling!" StarHeart said, patting the filly's head. She looked over to her husband, who sighing was still holding the door.

"Honey, I won't be here tomorrow." She told him.

"Why?" The stallion and filly asked at the same time. She chuckled, floating her saddlebags over to a couch using her magic. She sighed and looked over to the two and smiled softly.

"I'll be foalsitting."