My part of the art Trade with  Thawk

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Thistle shuffled nervously into her mother's workshop. "M-mom?"

The Pink mare turned to greet her daughter. "Hi Thistle, is something wrong?"

The white pony's ears deflated, "It's about Blue..."

A look of concern washed over Tess's face, she took a step towards her daughter. "He isn't disappointed that you became flesh again, is he?"

Thistle's face flushed red. "N-no, its not that, I think he loves me now more than ever. He was always so guilty over my accident... Now he's just relieved."

"But?"

Thistle looked down, pawing nervously at the floor. "He told me something last night..."

Tess blinked. "Go on?"

Thistle inhaled deeply, gathering her courage. "Hetoldmehelovesyourcauliflowercasserole, and I don't know how to make it, I have all the ingredients but one, and the taste isn't the same!"

The pink mare laughed. "That's it?!? Here!" Tess produced a flask with a green liquid swirling inside.

The gears inside Thistle's head stripped. "Wait, what, your fertilizer?"

Tess beamed from ear to ear, "Grows greener greens, plumper veggies, is packed with tons of nutrients for plants and ponies alike. Gives you a softer coat, and added in with your shampoo, makes you mane a dreamy poof he will want to nuzzle in forever!"