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// Tia's point of view 
// Story: One Way Trip 
// by SoulSpirit 
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I woke up on my own, which could mean one of two things usually. I just woke up early, or Luna’s late. I couldn’t tell this time. I got out of bed and got ready, thinking that Luna would be here by the time I was done. If I was late raising the sun, I wouldn’t hear the end of it from the nobles. I had just finished brushing my mane Luna burst through my doors. When I turned to look at her, I could tell that something was wrong. Her appearance made it clear for her mane and tail was a mess, she was panting heavily, and I haven’t seen her look this upset since before she became Nightmare Moon. this caused me to worry, for not much could cause her to get like this.

“What is the matter, dear sister?” I asked in a soothing tone, trying to keep the atmosphere calm.

After catching her breath, she answered “It’s Spirit, he’s in the royal medical ward.” and fear struck me.

“We must hurry.”

When I first found him with nurse Red Heart and took him to the hospital, I knew there was something different about him. My suspicions only grew after Luna and I spoke to him. I decided that the best way to be sure he wasn’t a threat was to observe how he went about his day to day life, so I granted him citizenship and provided him a place to stay. After a while, I placed him in Ponyville to see what would happen. I was surprised when the reports Twilight sent me reports that weren’t what she had learned from her friends, but of what she learned from Spirit.my appreciation for him grew because of that. I happily welcomed him back to Canterlot castle. I experienced for myself how much one could learn from him after the prank Shining and I pulled on him. He yelled at me, though he yelled at me, he surprised me when he demonstrated not only more wisdom than the average pony, but the ability to be considerate of others when thinking ahead.

Upon providing him a place to stay in the castle again, I experienced a new feeling. I felt what I guessed it would feel like to be a mother, allowing me to realize how I really saw him.  Like a son. 

So to hear that something happened to him hit hard. Even though emotions are strong, I still have a duty to attend to first.

“Thank you for telling me, but right now we have to make way for the sun or there will be panic.” I started for the balcony. Luna hesitated before joining me. I knew what she was thinking but now was not the time. Upon the moon's disappearance, I raised the sun to past the distant horizon, basking the sky in the beauty of its light. After which, I turned to Luna and said: “Before you go to bed, could you announce that morning court will be canceled for me?”

Luna nodded with a smile and said “Yes sister, we will. Now go visit our friend.”

After her answer, I executed a long distance teleportation spell, taking me directly into the royal medical ward. I have only been in this room once before when Luna was sick one thousand five hundred years ago. Looking around, I found nurse Red Heart checking the medical equipment next to one of the beds. 

Noticing me, she said “Princess Celestia, welcome.” she paused before continuing. “You’re here to see him I assume.”

I nodded. “What happened to him?” she sighed. She was probably sick of hearing the question, but I knew she would understand.

“The guards that rushed him in said that he teleported into the hall of Luna’s room and collapsed. He’s suffering from using too much magic and just about every form of exhaustion I can think of. Spirit’s currently in a coma-like state, but not exactly there just yet. He was moaning a few minutes ago, but I’d say he will fully be in a coma in ten minutes or so at this rate.” I felt hope as it poked its way into me. If I say something to him now, he might hear me.

“Could you give us some time alone?”

“Fine, but the sooner he’s left alone to rest, the better.” after adding that in, she left the room. I had no clue what to say. I felt responsible for not warning him about the overuse of magic. Looking down at spirit as he lay on the hospital bed, I couldn’t help but feel useless. After calming down, I spike up, hoping he would hear.

“Spirit, please forgive me for not warning you. I just hope you won’t hate me when you wake up. How about we go out to eat when you recover?” If you recover. I placed a hoof on his side and stroked it gently for a while, hoping it would comfort him. I couldn’t think of anything else to say other than: “I’ll be sure to have Twilight visit you. Along with the mare from the Cafe too.” Silent Taste I believe is her name. I felt his muscles loosen, meaning he heard me or he finally slipped into the coma. Just in case, I kept stroking his side before I stopped. I soon left the room. He would probably tell me to place my obligations before him anyway.