Searching For A Sitter/ Collab with: Shamrock Clover

As the long day continued Shamrock and his daughters were in the middle of  visiting their fifth tree lot. Shamrock clover trotted through the entry wearing nothing more than a stocking hat and a red scarf. Meanwhile behind him walked the three little fillies all wearing their own little stocking hats and coats.

"Daddy what makes you think that their going to have a tree here?" Sweet Pea asked in mild frustration.

"Because its the last one in town, squirt!" Cinnamon Drop stated as she rolled her eyes. Sweet Pea gave a quick glare to her older sister before giving her a shove.

"Hey don't call me that you loser!" Sweet Pea replied.

"Your both losers to me!" Poinsettia interjected.

"Don't listen to her she's always been mommies favorite!" Cinnamon Drop stated.

"Yea stay out of this pipsqueak!" Sweet Pea added.

"I told you not to call me that!" And with that sentence being said Poinsettia leaped onto her two older sisters and in an instant the fight was on. A huge cloud of snow erupted in the middle  of the tree lot which caused a huge scene amongst the other shoppers. The girls rolled through the lot before finally coming to a stop at Shamrocks hooves.

"Now girls if you don't stop this fighting we'll turn around and go home, and we wont even worry about a tree!" Shamrock yelled in a hushed tone so that the girls could hear him.

"Yes daddy." The three fillies said simultaneously. After finding and paying for the perfect tree Shamrock loaded it into the wagon that was waiting outside the lot. Once the tree and the fillies were safely aboard they began to make the long trek home. With the fillies sitting and playing their games in the back a thought had made itself know to the young stallion.

"Hey girls you wouldn't happen to know what your mother wants for Hearth's Warming do you?" He asked hoping to get a straight answer from his daughters. He figured getting a straight answer out of those three was like telling Rainbow Dash that winning didn't matter, it wasn't possible finally the youngest filly Poinsettia gave him the answer that he'd been wanting.

"Mommy said that you two have a night out would be nice." She said in a clam and quiet voice.

"Really! That's what she wants?" Shamrock questioned.

"Daddy you Mommy don't need a night out." Sweet Pea stated.

"Why is that?" He asked.

"Because every time you and mommy go out another baby is being born." Cinnamon Drop answered in a blunt tone. Shamrock's face turned to a bright shade of pink before as he tried to think of a come back.

"That is not true!" He stated.

"Oh, yea, the last time you two went out this one was born." Sweet Pea said pointing a hoof towards Poinsettia. Ignoring the comment Shamrock began to pick up speed.

"Daddy why are you galloping?" She asked as she tried to hang on to the side of the wagon. Shamrock just smiled and looked back at the girls. "Hold on girls we've got some work to do." He said with a smile.

"What are we doing?" Cinnamon Drop asked.

"Were giving your mother her present, she deserves a nice night out." Shamrock replied. Sweet Pea rolled her eyes and shared a glance with her two sisters.

"Five bits says we get a new little sister next year." She said with a sarcastic tone.

"I'm going to say baby brother." Cinnamon added.

"I hope its another Pegasus." Poinsettia added. The three fillies shared in a hardy laugh as they and their father made the long way back home.