"Aaaaaaaaaaaand..." Dr. Terra clicks a stopwatch. "Stop."
I obey her.
And for once...
...I don't notice any difference.
I am the same pony when inhaling and exhaling.
Somehow, it's always been this way.
I slowly open my naked eyes.
The magenta is everywhere... and yet nowhere. If I try hard enough—in that I don't try at all—I find that I can ignore it. Swim through it. Breathe through the strange medium like I've always had gills.
Only now have I begun using them. It's a little bit painful... a teensy bit dizzying...
...but I can manage.
I can manage.
"How do you feel?" she asks.
I stand up, squirming slightly. I look up at her.
She fidgets where she stands.
I raise an eyebrow.
"It's just..." Dr. Terra smiles, hugging the clipboard to her chest. "...I have to admit. I... I almost didn't expect this kind of progress. I mean..." She bites her lip. "To call it 'miraculous' would be unprofessional, but..." Her eyes narrow. "Are you certain your previous physicians were actually qualified?"
I blink curiously.
"Because... because it's almost as if half the symptoms don't even exist anymore. Surely you got second opinions during all these years."
I look at her. I shrug... and then I smile.
She shrugs back. A nervous chuckle, and she flips through her clipboard. "Uhm..." A dry gulp. "You're quite the enigma, Miss Scratch. I'm very happy that Miss Capricorn requested that I work with you."
I nod. I breathe easily.
I can breathe easily...
"And... I know it's none of my business, but..." She cocks her head curiously to the side. "...how goes the other project that you're working on?"
I stare at her from across the hospital room.
A dumb grin hangs off my muzzle.
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Man, you get me liking more electronic artists than just about anyone else that I know. I'm convinced now that Pogo is a musical genius.
I wonder if half of Vinyl's problem was that she didn't want to get well again. She had given up hope and, in some ways, almost felt that she deserved to live in constant pain. She had to decide to heal before she could heal.
Hehe!
Hehehehehe! She's doing well, better then I expected muhahaha, soon... sooon...