A few months ago, you woke up one morning in the strange fantastical world of Equestria. It was strange and confusing at first but over the following weeks, you've made many friends and adjusted to their way of life that you felt that you belonged here anyway. But despite how well life was currently treating you, you still needed to find a way to make some quick cash in the form of bits. That's where all the trouble started: with a babysitting gig that you blindly accepted. It sounded so easy but in reality it turned out to be far harder and embarrassing than you ever imagined.
Your story started with you standing at the front of a nice looking house in the presence of a beautiful sunset. Your body was shaky but you were still excited for this opportunity. Taking a deep breath, you knocked on the door. A couple of muffled voices echoed from inside the house for a few seconds, before the door finally opened, where a light tangelo pony stood to greet you.
"Good evening," the light pink earth pony welcome, "You must be the babysitter."
"Oh, hi Mane Allgood," you replied back, feeling a little shy, "Yes, I'm here to babysit Scootaloo."
The mare giggled a little, sensing a little bit of your nervousness, "How are you feeling about tonight?" she asked you.
"I'm feeling alright I guess," you said with a smile, "Don't worry about me. You're in good hands with me by your side."
"Well, you're the only one with hands around Ponyville."
You rolled your eyes, "Yeah, yeah. Is there anything to watch for while I'm watching Scootaloo?"
The mare answered honestly, "Yes. You need to be sure to pay attention to everything that's going on. Sometimes Scootaloo will sneak out of the house to hang out with her friends, and then you have to deal with that. If you must, you can let Scootaloo invite them over. I'll be back in a few hours, so look after Scootaloo okay?"
You nod, understanding her instructions. She walked out of the house and gave you the keys before she headed off. Once she was gone, you turned your attention to the task of getting yourself prepared to look after the young filly. The first thing you did was...
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