PROMPT:
>"HI Nonny! I have a message for you from Rarity!"
>Pinkie sticks out her chest, puts on a spiteful face and adopts a familiar yet certainly made-up accent
>"I've had it up to here with Sweetie Belle spending her evenings at the arcade, playing... "video games". When I said she needed a male role model, well, Anon isn't what I had in mind. He's so carefree. And lazy. And boyish, and reckless. Not to mention he thinks he's SO good with kids. I can make Sweetie laugh."
>Pinkie crosses her arms and huffs
>"I could make her laugh until she cried. I'm just busy. There's no time in my schedule for telling childish jokes to my sister."
>She huffs even louder
>"And what is WITH his hair? Frankly, it's embarrassing. Spending time with someone of his... standards... is undoubtedly bad for Sweetie."
>...
>"Anyway, he's waiting to pick her up at her piano lessons. Be a dear and relay this to him?"
>Pinkie spins around and walks five feet before tensing up
>"Oh, but take out all those mean things I said. We wouldn't want to hurt his feelings."
>Pinkie nods her head and beams in satisfaction with her accurate retelling
>Then her eyes bulge 


>As Pinkie performed her incredulous and funny display I kept a straight face although the urge to burst out laughing like a filled balloon was hard to fend off
>She must have gone through this song and dance six or so times now by my count but after the third time it becomes more about gossip than actual instruction
"Listen go tell Rarity I know she doesn't approve of me but let her know I'm still the only babysitter that charges for that little." 
"Stingy ponies" I muttered afterward pausing and looking at the pink mare again "Don't tell her I said that"
>"Okee dokee!" Pinkie bubbled and bounded off towards the boutique in her normal Pinkie Pie fashion
>As the door closed Sweetie Belle came up to you with a curious look
>"Who was that?" 
"Oh just Pinkie Pie"
>"You know she comes over a lot and" The filly gasps loudly "Anon do you have a crush on Pinkie Pie" she teases
Your eyes roll at the accusation but a small smile finds its way upon your face
"No Sweetie Belle, she just likes to say hi"
>"Then why does she say hi several times a day?"
"Oh you know, it's just Pinkie." I squatted to match her height the best I could "C'mon wanna do some coloring?"
>Besides going to the arcade Sweetie Belle always loved coloring although her amalgamations of color weren't the most sightly
>"Did you bring the coloring book?" She asked with excited eyes
"Yep" I said and pulled out a small pink tinted coloring book I had bought from a comic book shop back on earth
>In the book is full of pictures of the Crusaders doing various activities, Sweetie loved it and Rarity hated it
>I guided her to a couch with a coffee table she was able to color on and set down the book and an assortment of colored pencils
>Her little white horn burst to life with it's green aura and quickly turned to an uncolored page featuring the Crusaders on stage performing
>"Anon you're the best babysitter EVER"
"Eh I try" 
>She continued coloring the pages in her own sparratic but strangely rhythmic motions. She really wasn't like the other fillies in Ponyville
>No Sweetie Belle had a special brand of adorable not many could pull off, only unique to her
"How has school been?"
>"It's been great! We're learning about bugs. I think they're icky but Miss Cheerlie says we need bugs. How can anypony like bugs?" 
"Yeah bugs are gross. Except the space bugs, they're fun."
>One of my favorite things was to make up things and tell them like they're true. This particular fib was one of my ongoing ones about space lore. I originally modeled it after Starcraft and the Alien movies. 
>"Space bugs!?" she perks up with big emerald eyes with their normal spark of joy
"You don't know about the space bugs?"
>"No, tell me about them. Please please pleaaase?" she pleaded with me. She always pleaded when she wanted to know more about things. Especially my stories
"The spacebugs are evil things that try and ki-" I cleared my voice, perhaps she was too young to learn about death "Try and beat the humans in a game of paintball. They can fly and shoot laser beams"
>"REALLY!?" she exclaimed with even wider eyes
"Yeah! When you hit one they explode in a green cloud and uhh- respawn at their mothership" 
>"I had no idea bugs could be so cool! Do they really have a spaceship! Can I see it?"
"Yes they really do but I can't show you it. They're really far away and you can't see them"
>"Rats" she pouted and crossed her pillow white arms and balancing surprisingly well in her sitting position. She's obviously crossed done this before
>"Anon can you draw me one of those bugs to color?" 
"Uhh sure. I'll get you some by Monday."
>"Monday!? That's like forever!" she complained
"It's only four days, you'll survive. Besides you still have a lot of your book left" I pointed to the book she was still coloring although the dark lines have been ignored and her pencils laid dormant on the paper
>"Anon can we play swords? I think I'm done coloring"
>Swords was an interesting game also one of her favorites. Rarity hated Swords because she thought it was too "Boyish" 
>As the name implies swords is pretty simple. We sword fight with these plastic light sabers. 
>How I got these you asked? Well it started when I told Sweetie Belle about Star Wars and she thought the light sabers were really cool and wanted to fight with them. So; naturally we went to Twilight. I gave her a description and she summoned two of them
>Anyways I fished the swords out a blueish bag I brought from home. I keep all my babysitting stuff in there
>As I did that the filly's face lit up and took the green saber from my hands with her magic
>She liked the green one because her magic color is green. Naturally I took the red one as she wanted a "bad guy" to fight
"Sweetie Belle! My arch nemesis. Prepare to fight me!" I said in a lowered voice. 
>Sweetie giggled at me "You evil man! I will defeat you!" she cried
>She started to swing her sword fast and violently at me with a large smile upon her small white face
>She wasn't the best swordsman so it was pretty easy to block. Blocking is really all I did when we fought since if I attacked it wouldn't really be fair. 
>The crack of plastic on plastic rang out through my rather small house
>With each thrust she let out a determined cry which I always found funny
>Sabers clashed for about a minute before I could tell she was tired; and I let her hit me
"Aaaauuurrgggh you got me!"
>"I have won this battle!" she yelled as she pressed the sword to my chest
"You were a good opponent Master Sweetie Belle." 
>"Haha! You were not a challenge for me!" she jeered. After her jest I made a rather odd noise and lolled my tongue out while turning my head to the left
"Alright Sweetie Belle that's enough" I said and got up from my position on the ground
>"What are we gonna do now?" 
"I have a new game but we need more people. How about you go run along and get your friends"
>She had a confused look at first but then turned into a pearly white smile at the realization her friends would get to meet me 
"Oh and Sweetie Belle. I'll be gone for a bit so play a game or two with them!" I called after her. She gave a muffled "Ok" as she was dashing through the square
>Now it was time for my errand. One I wouldn't enjoy making. For my game I had to pay a visit to Sweetie Belle's older sister; Rarity. Rarity hated me, said I was too boyish and teaching Sweetie Belle bad manners. 
>That was probably true but she was having fun, and I enjoyed seeing her smile.
>I headed out the door into the bright and colorful town of Ponyville
>There never seemed to be a dull moment in this land of multicolored ponies
>The entire place bounded with color and an indescribable zest of life. 
>Even Rarity's boutique kept the wonderful aura everywhere else had
>With each of my steps upon the soft green grass my stomach churned and twisted with anxiety
>Normally I never had a problem with talking to others but Rarity was special. I don't exactly know why but I always felt sick around her. 
>Taking a deep breath I opened the purple door and was greeted with the abundance of pink within 
"Rarity!" I called
>I heard the soft and ladylike steps above and soon was greeted with the white mare standing atop the stairs with a polite but fake smile.
>"Oh hello. How may I help you today?" 
"I uhh need some fabric"
>"Have you decided to take up sewing?"
"Heh not exactly. I'm uhh doing a game with Sweetie Belle and her friends"
>"Ah of course. What colors would you like?"
"I'll need some black, red, blue, and a light purple I think"
>"What are you planning to do with these?" she asked as she sifted through the fabrics in store