Realizing what was about to happen, Soarin leaped into the hallway, throwing the closet door open and quickly getting a hold of a bucket. He flew back into the bedroom to see Dash clutching at her stomach with her forelegs. She snatches the bucket and begins to hurl into it. Soarin tried his best not to cringe in absolute disgust.
"You done?" She nods, proceeding to hand him the bucket.
The smell of vomit makes his muzzle twinge, as he dumps the substance into the toilet and flushes it. Down it goes. Soarin proceeds to walk out of the bathroom and into the hallway, suddenly remembering he had to pick up Scootaloo in about 15 minutes.
"Soarin...Wait!" He hears from a small distance. His ears quickly catching the voice; Quickly turning around to face the cyan mare.
"I-I'm sorry. You were right. I'm not 'fine'. And, I know that...I just didn't want you to worry. Plus, I'm sure it's nothing bad. I'll be back in ship-shape in the morning." She says, Smiling at the end. He smiles.
"Glad, to see you finally noticed that you were ill." Soarin remarks grinning sheepishly.
"Ha-ha, Very funny." She grins.
"Now, get some rest. You wanna be feeling better tomorrow." He smiles, Closing the lights and closing the
Door. Soarin takes off into the clear blue sky, off to pick up Scootaloo at the CMC clubhouse.
At the clubhouse.
Scootaloo seemed distracted. "Scootaloo?" You okay? You seem distracted." Sweetie belle added.
"Huh?!" Scootaloo yelled startled.
Apple Bloom stepped in. "What's wrong? Ya' seem distracted."
"Rainbow dash has been really sick." She started. "She told me and Soarin like a million times that she was fine. but.." She bit her lip.
"Ya' weren't convinced?" Apple bloom continued. Getting a small nod from the filly. "It'll be okay, Scootaloo." Sweetie belle put in, as her and apple bloom stepped in to give her a big hug. They heard a particular knock on the clubhouse door. They could recognize it anywhere.
"Hi Soarin!" Scootaloo yelled; Clearly excited to see Soarin.
"Hey scoots." He said, Smiling at the filly's excitement. She waved at her friends before climbing onto Soarin's back as he took off into the sky.
"So, how was school, Scootaloo?"
"It was okay, I guess." She began.
"It was boring, huh?" Soarin spoke, earning a nod from the filly. "Miss Cheerilee taught us about different kinds of...Rocks" She rolled her eyes. "Something about Equestria having a strong history with rocks." She added, Climbing onto his back. And, finally he took off towards their cloud home.
A few hours later, It had been about 6:30 pm and Soarin was currently making dinner. He had decided it was best if he just made soup for all three of them, as he was not looking forward to having to cook two different meals for hours. When, he finished he poured the soup into three different bowls. One Specifically to be set aside for dash. He set two of them on the table. He chuckled as the filly practically dug into her food the second it was placed on the table. He sat beside her, as he picked up his spoon and started to dig in. After dinner he placed the extra soup bowl on a tray, before walking up the stairs and into their bedroom; Scootaloo following suitably behind. He quietly opened the door, to reveal Rainbow Dash sleeping peacefully in the bed. He tip-toed towards the nightstand, placing the tray on the nightstand, and grabbing the old bowl of soup; which Rainbow Dash hadn't touched.
"Dashie?" He called out. She stirred. "Dashie?" He called out again. The mare forcefully opened her eyes, looking up at them.
"I made soup." The cyan mare fixes her eyes upon the soup. Looking back at Soarin. "Thanks," She began. "I'll eat it later. Though, I'm not sure if my stomach will even hold it in." She said, before turning to look at the filly. She looked worried, even concerned.
"You alright Scoots?" She asked softly.
"Are you alright?" Scootaloo blinked tilting her head. Dash, seemed surprised at the fillies words. She had completely reversed the question.
"I'm alright." She started. "I'll be back in ship-shape in the morning." She remarked, smiling. The filly smiled, before walking out of the room. Soarin trotted out of the room, and into the kitchen with the cold soup sitting in his hooves. He dumped the soup out as he called for Scootaloo."
"Scootaloo!"
"Yes?" She came running down the stairs. "Get ready for bed, It's late. It's almost eleven."
"Awww." She exclaimed lightly whining. "But, tomorrows the weekend." She retorted, frowning.
"I know, but even awesome fillies like you need to sleep. Me too to say the least." He says, chuckling.
"Well, In that case. Okay." She exclaims happily smiling.
After cleaning up the mess in the kitchen, Soarin headed over to the filly's room. "Goodnight, Scoots." He smiled warmly; Standing at the door. "Goodnight." She smiled. He closed the lights. "Don't let the bed bugs bite." He whispered. He closed the door, strolled back into the bedroom, taking a quick glance at the nightstand. The soup bowl was merely empty. He trudged over to the bowl grabbing it and Striding back into the kitchen. He placed the bowl into the sink, to be washed in the morning as he was growing tired by the second. He wander back into the room closing the lights, and lying in bed. He fell asleep suite at second.
The next morning.
The sun brightly shun through the curtains. The sun shining on the bed. The daylights warmth shining over their bodies. Basking in the warmth of the sun. The natural light, light of day beaming proudly.
Beep Beep Beep. Goes the alarm clock, There we go, moment ruined. The stallion groaned to the sound of the alarm clock ringing obnoxiously. Clicking the 'Stop' button. He graciously gets out of bed, only to look at the horrible view before him. It was Rainbow Dash, she lie awake. She looked worse than she did the day before. She lie on her back, eyes wide open, her muzzle shun bright red. Her forehooves were wrapped seemingly tightly around her stomach, her feather unusually pale, covered in sweat. She shivered Violently, she looked as if she were dazing.
"Dash!" Soarin called out within seeing her; Running over to her side of the bed. She groaned. He panicked at the sight.
"I-" She seemed to be struggling to talk. She released another wild shiver before starting. "Soarin, I-I'm getting...Worse." She let out a loud moan.
"I feel horrible." She whinned. She brought one of her hooves to her noggin. She let out another groan.
"My head.." She blinked, closing her eyes. She opened them to reveal a stumbled Soarin with a thermometer and a small jug of medicine in hoof.
"Open up, you need medicine."
"I don't need medicine, I'll be just fine without it." She exclaims groaning. Turning on her side, to face Soarin.
"Dash, you're in pain! You have to take it, If you wanna get any better. It's for your own sake!" Soarin huffed, growing impatient.
She glared. "I don't 'have' to take it. I told you I'll be just fine without it." Her face then began to show a retraction of pain, her legs leaning in towards her stomach, and her back moving in as well as Closing her eyes; her hooves crossed tightly around her stomach. She shivered again. She let out a groan. Her grip on her abdomen loosened to the sound of her coltfriend. "Dash?" he called out. "Dash, you okay?" His face showing a look of pure concern. Her body lunged back into it's regular position; She proceeded to open her eyes.
"You okay?" He asked again. "Mhm." She nodded.
Soarin begins to beg. "Can you please take the medicine, Dashie? Please, Please, Pleeeasse."
"Fine." She grumbles.
"Yay." Soarin exclaims happily like a foal. With that, she takes the medicine. Her face showing a look of disgust. He firmly places the thermometer into her mouth, as waits for a beep. Beep. It finally beeps. The fever revealing to be, 103 degrees. He sighed. The fevers a little higher than it was yesterday. He thought. Rainbow Dash groaned painfully, before running off into the bathroom and slamming the door behind her. He could hear noises he had heard one too many times. He opened the door, and knelt down beside the cyan mare. Holding her mane so it wouldn't fall into the toilet. When she's done, she lets her body collapse against Soarin.
"Dash, you alright?" Soarin asked calmly. She nods while slowly placing her head on his stomach. He looks worriedly down at his marefriend. She doesn't look too good. He watches as she slowly turns to her side; Her body still placed upon Soarin's legs. Her hooves wrapped around her stomach, her face was tight. Soarin suspected she was in pain. His heart racing at the second, as he hadn't got a clue what to do for Rainbow Dash. He lifts her up carefully, as her face twinged.
"Scootaloo!" He called out. "Yes?" She answered, walking out of her room. She seemed to have woken up a long time ago.
"We've got to go to Twilights, and...quickly." He said as he looked as his marefriend laying seemingly still in his hooves. He bends over slightly so the filly can climb on. Scootaloo looked frightened as to seeing her big sister in pain. He takes off into the skies towards Twilight's castle. Dash had began to sweat half way there. Scootaloo stares worriedly at Dash's current state. He finally arrives at the castle, landing softly so Scootaloo can climb off. He pushes the doors open with his free hindleg, as he and Scootaloo ran towards the library were Twilight usually is. He kicked the door open. A frazzled Twilight and her husband, can be seen.
"Twilight!" He yelled. "S-something's wrong with Dash." The shaken Stallion finished, laying her onto the table. Dash lay their seemingly lifeless she hadn't even bothered to bring her hooves to her stomach. Twilight strode over to the distressed Pegasus. Flash stood firmly at the other side of the table.
"Is she sick?" She began.
"Yeah...She is."
"What are the symptoms, maybe I'll be able to tell what's wrong with her if you tell me her symptoms." She remarked.
He quickly added. "Heat waves, fever, stomach aches, nausea, and cold sweats."
"I'm not entirely sure...what could be wrong with her, but-" She was cut off by a scream.
"AUGH!" Screamed the cyan Pegasus. Her eyes widened. She grit her teeth. The scream had caused the four ponies to look over at Dash. "Dash!" They all yell in unison.