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Someone's foalsitting/babysitting.

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[Eris Dis Harmonia]

So it would seem.

[dragstormer]

That’s pretty cool but man must she get a lot of attention in public

[Halira]

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Many eighteen-year olds spend their summers enjoying time with friends before they are off to college for the first time in the fall. Me, I was spending my summer writing lesson plans for college. I could think of a million other things that I'd rather be doing, but I was already having to deal with bills, and teaching college courses would pay those bills. 

CRASH!

I flattened back my ears at the ruckus. I was half tempted to use my powers to just give myself a nice cone of silence, but knew better. Crashes meant trouble, and I had two bundles of them I was supposed to be watching.

I set my pen down and stood up from my chair. "Dusk! Eve! What was that noise! Is anyone hurt?"

"Just a chair!" I heard my little brother, Dusk, yell out. Eve couldn't answer, since she had a vocabulary of words I could count on one hand. The most commonly used was no. My niece was very adept at using that word. 

I sighed. It was irresponsible of me to have let them out of my sight. I just had mountains of work to get done before fall. Teaching these classes was going to be cutting into my research time enough as it was, without me having to spend time creating new lesson plans throughout the year. I already had low expectations for my future students, not because they may be incapable, but because I expected they would be paying more attention to my shape and form than what I was teaching them. I mean, why should I expect this to be much different than going out in public? I could imagine solving unified physics and they'd still get more worked up knowing I had oatmeal for breakfast. 

Hopefully there would be at least a few more interested in my work in physics than whether I ate flowers, if I wished I was still a pony, if I would be having my pony parts surgically removed in the future, or if I had a sexual preference for stallions or men. That last one was particularly annoying, and frequently asked, despite it being no one's business. I actually had a sexual preference for both ponies and humans and no prejudice about gender. I didn't ever tell anyone that-- or act on it, but being surrounded by tons of possibly attractive people my age, with their eyes all on me, was sure to leave me feeling flustered. I remember hating the fact when I was a child and foal that I would eventually develop these types of feelings, and now as an adult I was still in full agreement with my assessment I had given them as a foal-- too much trouble and stress. If I could just magically lose all sex drive, that would be great, but the one who could do that for me had staunchly refused, so I was stuck with it. Joy. 

I walked out to the dining room, and saw my little brother searching the closet. I couldn't see my night pony niece anywhere, and used my powers to do a quick search of the sounds in the room. I quickly found her heartbeat and breathing underneath the table, hidden by the tablecloth. It seemed like she was trying to hold her breath, and my human brother's search of the closet added additional evidence that this was a game of hide and seek.

I frowned at my little brother. "Dusk, do you seriously think tiny little Eve could get that closet door open, and then shut it behind her? Try to do more critical thinking with your searching."

He didn't stop searching right away, and my little demon of a niece scurried out of her hiding place to try to hide herself behind me in the fluff of my tail. I was tempted to just walk off, and leave her exposed, but worried she might dart into the hallway if I did; so I just stood still and let her use me as a hiding spot. If I had to guess, she had continued to stay on the move from hiding place to hiding place already. She showed clear signs of high intelligence at her age, not as high as mine had been at a similar age, but Eve had more in the way of cunning than I ever did. She was going to be a handful as she got older-- or hoofful, as was the case with my older brother and his wife. They already had another foal on the way, so they were in for a very interesting time. 

I pulled my cell phone out of my back pocket of my shorts, and took a few slow steps towards the kitchen, letting Eve keep up with me as I went. Once I was in the kitchen my nocturnal niece took the opportunity to bolt for a new hiding place behind the trash can. I kept my powers locked on her in order to track her, and walked over to start a pot of the sweet nectar called coffee. I loved my niece, she was the cutest little thing, and I was going to enjoy spoiling her to death as she got older, but foalsitting her had the absolute worst hours.

[dragstormer]

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Aww that heart warming and sad