“I shouldn’t be doing this. This is crazy, this is crazy,” muttered Scootaloo quietly to herself as she trekked behind the Ponyville Veterinary clinic. It was the dead of night. Scootaloo had to wait until nightfall before sneaking in, so she wouldn’t run into the ponies who ran the place. She hated leaving Kyle alone with his illness for long. She had returned to check on him after seeing Fluttershy. He was still asleep from the fever. She didn’t like leaving him alone, but this was the only way she was going to get the medicine that would make him better.
She had considered asking the vet for the medicine, but there was no way she would give a medicine that had to be injected to a young filly. She didn’t want to steal, but what other choice did she have? According to Kyle, ponies didn’t exactly treat him with warmth and kindness. Plus, even if she did find an adult who wouldn’t react negatively to Kyle, what would happen afterwords? They’d find out the two of them were homeless, and probably wouldn’t keep their secret. Scootaloo would be put into an orphanage, and Kyle…she honestly had no idea what would happen to him, but she feared to speculate. Why, they could put him in a zoo! He could be locked in a cage with ponies coming from all over Equestria just to stare at him every moment of the day! Or they could decide to perform experiments on him, try to find out how what made him tick. She didn’t want these things for herself or for her friend. So she bit the bullet and did what she had to do.
After checking to make sure nopony was around, Scootaloo made her way to the back entrance of the vet clinic. There was a closed window sitting there, twice as high up as she was tall. The young filly hopped up, trying to grab the ledge. She didn’t jump high enough to grasp it, and fell back to the ground. Scootaloo prepared herself better this time, and jumped again.
‘Almost!’ thought Scootaloo as she came back down, having missed her target.
The filly backed up a few feet away from the window. She then ran forward, and jumped strait up, buzzing her wings to gain a little extra air. It did the trick, and she grasped on to the ledge with the window. She pulled herself up, and pushed on the window. Scootaloo prayed it was unlocked.
It was, and Scootaloo thanked Celestia for that. She crawled up the through the opening and entered the clinic. She hoped down from where she was, and landed on the floor with a clack from her hooves.
It was dark, but the filly could make out the details of the room. She was in the main treatment room, where the doctor did most of her work. There were a few animals, such as rabbits and birds that were sleeping in their cages. A few were roused from their sleep, and started making noise when they saw the intruder.
“Hey guys, no need to wake up. I’m just passing through!” whispered Scootaloo to the animals. This did not pacify them, as more started to wake up.
“No, no please, please be quiet!” begged Scootaloo, as the noise level started to increase.
“Please, I’m just here to get medicine for my friend! I promise I won’t touch anything else!” The chirps and skitters that the animals were making decreased, as it seemed they understood Scootaloo in some way. The Pegasus let out a sigh of relief, and as quietly as she could, left the room.
“Thanks guys!” Scootaloo entered a hallway, which was darker than the room she was just in, due to the lack of windows.
“I wish I brought something to light the way with,” said Scootaloo to herself. But it was too late, she was already inside. The only way to go was forward.
Scootaloo walked through the hallway, examining the various rooms. She would open the doors and look inside, but always made sure to close it when she was done searching.
She had thoroughly searched three rooms, but had found nothing. She came to the fourth and final room, which she hoped had the medicine she needed. She opened the door, and entered. Inside the room was what looked like chemistry equipment, containing beakers and test tubes, and the like. Scootaloo looked around, before her gaze settled on a refrigerator positioned next to a counter top with a sink. Her interest peaked; the pegasus made her way towards the fridge, and opened the door.
The little light turned on, revealing rows of tubes, each one containing liquid, which Scootaloo presumed to be medicine.
“Jackpot!” cheered Scootaloo quietly. She began examining the various labels. Many were labeled with words she couldn’t even begin to attempt to pronounce.
After searching the first row, and finding nothing, Scootaloo propped herself on her hind legs to get a better view of the next level. She began searching intently. She hoped she would find what she needed soon, because the longer she spent here, the longer Kyle would be in pain.
Scootaloo was about to let out a moan of frustration, when she caught something in her eye. The tube was turned, so she couldn’t see the whole label. She reached in and turned it, which revealed what she had been searching for.
“Rabexanol,” said Scootaloo to herself as she took the vial from the fridge. She put the medicine in her mouth, and shut the door.
‘I sure hope they have more of this…and I hope no animals end up needing it.’
Scootaloo then began searching for a needle to inject the medicine with. She eventually found one in one of the cabinets. She grabbed it, and put it in her mouth along with the medicine. Thankfully, it had a cap on it, preventing accidental puncturing. Having what she came for, Scootaloo left the room, and shut the door behind her. She then swiftly made her way to the room she had entered in. The animals all watched her as she climbed back up to the window. She took the vial and the needle out of her mouth and gripped them in her hoof.
“Thanks guys! See ya later!” Scootaloo put the medicine and needle back in her mouth and jumped down from the window, landing on the ground outside. She looked both ways to make sure nopony saw her. She then dashed from the building to the opposite end of the street, where she hid her scooter and saddlebag. She opened the bad and deposited the items. She then strapped on the bag, and got on her scooter. With a buzzing of her wings, she shot off, heading towards Sweet Apple Acres.
‘Don’t worry Kyle! I’ll make you better, just you wait!’