[bq=“kaemantis”]“Ms. Glimmer. Deal with this.“

“Um—what is it?“

“Are you a dolt? It is a foundling.“

“Oh…“

“At least this one came with paperwork.“

“And a big bag of money, it would seem—“

“Ms. Glimmer, do you value your employment here?“

“Yes ma’am.“

“Then do your job, and allow me to do mine.“

Young Starlight Glimmer (shown here in her late teens) was working the night on which

newborn Sunset Shimmer was dumped off at the door of the orphanage. Starlight

was tasked with cleaning up the baby, getting her settled in and not letting her

heart get too involved with the little lost wanderer. Two out of three ain’t bad.[/bq]