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// A Little Hospital Drama 
// Story: Tales of Flutterbreeze: Hometown Blues 
// by Flutterbreeze 
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	Doctor Spine Blast wiped the sweat off his brow. “Scalpel.” A beeping sound kept pace in the background as nurses walked frantically about the room. “Rib spreader.” Nervous ponies  watched the operation take place from above. “Sandwich.” His eyes narrowed, focusing in on the task at hoof. “Now the tricky part.” He worked the instruments magically, never losing his concentration. 
Teeth chattered as the beeping sped up and became more sporadic. “Damn it, we’re losing him!” Some turned away. The heartbeats were gaining speed rapidly. Sweat poured out in buckets from the medical staff. “BREATHE damn you!” Just one more step to take, everypony was on edge as he made the final move.
The heartbeats returned to normal pace. The patient's chest started moving up and down in rhythm. A huge sigh of relief was made by all as he said, “Alright, sew him back up.”
“You’ve done it once again, doctor!” said nurse Heart Blast.
“No, we did it.” He looked deeply into her eyes.
“My heart has stopped. Can you fix it?” They moved closer, still holding their longing gaze.
“If you can fix mine...” They started kissing passionately in the middle of the operation room, holding their embrace for at least half a minute.
“Ahem!” They looked over to see Flutterbreeze standing in the doorway, obviously not enjoying the show.
“Well, hello there, brother! What brings you here?” asked Heart Blast cheerfully.
“Not a social visit, unfortunately. I need to know...” he scanned to make sure nopony was eavesdropping. “have you received any unusual cases lately, such as claw wounds or snake bites perhaps?”
“A bit of an odd combination...” said Dr. Spine Blast, “but yes, actually we did treat one patient with those types of wounds recently. He’s stable, but unconscious right now.”
“I would like to speak with him when he awakes.”
“Why? I know you’re my brother-in-law but what reason could you possibly have for seeing this patient?”
Flutterbreeze stood up on two legs, revealing the scars on his chest, then went back down on all fours. A shocked look went across the faces of the doctor and nurse.
“Where did those come from?” asked Heart Blast.
“Cantorlot, not a week past. Right now I’m trying to find the one who gave them to me.”
“You’re going to get yourself hurt again, or worse!”
“I know what I’m doing.”
“Don’t go chasing after dangerous villains. Just let the police handle-”
“Sister please!” Flutterbreeze had a very stern look on his face. “Just tell me where you found him.”