[Ponyville 5/10/3210, Two Sister’s Reunion]
“God bucking- for all things Celestia, let me WALK!” I screamed at the top of the lush green hill. I’ve been discharged from the hospital. We moved to a nearby hill, because I want to see how hard it is to walk.
Applejack and Rainbow dash were holding me up with their hoofs, watching me.
My mind is fuming. My hind legs were barely touching the ground, yet I was giving it everything. Every inch of nerve in my body was being redirected to moving the muscles in my back legs. My face must look like a tomato with this amount of effort. I was just trying to take a step forward.
But I didn’t even get a muscle to twitch.
They were totally relaxed. Despite me trying my absolute hardest to make them tense up, some semblance of life, they just rested there, barely touching the ground. I want to break some ponies skull. I want to watch their brains bleed out on the grass, converting and demonizing the previously lush hill. I want nothing more.
“I-I’m sorry! I can’t! I just can’t!” I finally let the air escape my lungs. Did I just apologize? Why did I do that? Whatever.
“Don’t you worry about it, sugar cube. You just woke up after four long, long months. It’ll take a while to get you walkin’ again.”
“Four… months?” That was a long, long time to be asleep. That was… that was long! I turned 23 years old, and slept through it!
“Oh god… I missed my 23rd birthday!” I said, looking down slightly. A gasp escaped one of the group. Pinkie Pie. Quickly, she disappeared from the group. The other members just looked onward as she became a speck in the distance, heading straight for sugar-cube corner. “I’m sorry.” I said.
“For what?” Rainbow asked.
“I must’ve been such a burden to you guys. I probably took up hospital real-estate. I didn’t mean to-”
“God, your being irrational! I knew the nurses said you might not act like you, but I didn’t expect you to act like Fluttershy!”
“...Rainbow.” Applejack threw her a look.. “What she means to say is: We’re all very happy your alive.”
Wait? I might not act like me? Is that why I’ve been a soft bitch? Wait… was I crying again? Oh man, don’t make me hug them again.
I pulled Applejack into a hug with my single hug. Rainbow rolled her eyes. What was her problem? Did she want a hug too? What a snotty bitch. If I had both hooves, she would be in the floor.
I then turned and hugged Rainbow aswell. She looked slightly taken aback. Why was there such a disconnect between my thoughts and actions? Was I that broken? Am I even the one in control?
I felt a pair of strong hooves lift me off the ground. I was placed onto Applejack’s back. God, I was pathetic. Is this what life had in store for the next 60 years? Being carried place-to-place?
[Ponyville, 5/10/3210, Two Sister’s Reunion]
“There she is! I was getting worried!”
“It’s alright spike. We just stopped by a hill for a little while.”
“OHMYGOD is that a baby?”
“Why yes he is, Rusty.”
“H-Hey, I’m not a- HUCK!” Spike was quickly lifted off the ground with her one good hoof, and mushed into her cheek, rubbing against the small dragon.
“Who’s a good little boy? Yes, you are!”
“Let go of me! For a pony who’s been in a coma, you have one hell of a grip!”
“SPIKE! What did I say about swearing?”
“Sorry- just tell her to let me go!”
“No. You just swore, you have to endure ten more seconds of cuddling, isn’t that right, Rusty?”
“Oh my god do I love him!”
-Ten grueling seconds later-
“I can breathe again! Oh, thank Celestia!”
“Cmon, it wasn’t that bad!”
“Easy to say when your dishing out the snuggles.”
“I can’t help it! I see a whittle baby, I have to hug!”
“Please, never call me ‘whittle’ again. I’m going to keep my distance, crazy lady.”
“So, we have a spare bed I’ll set you up in. You’ll be sleeping in my room. If you want some privacy, I understand, I can sleep somewhere else.”
“No- It’s totally fine. Thank you, though.”
I was watching. Waiting. I can’t use my legs, and I’m totally at their mercy. All it takes is one slip-up to show their true colors. Why are they so nice? Nopony back in Manehattan was this nice. There had to be a reason. What was their reason for being so nice? Extortion? They had came into my life, ruined it, then what?
I was enveloped by the familiar purple magic. It was warm, and borderline ticklish. I was lifted off the ground, floating.
“Miss Twilight?”
“Yes- Oh, please just call me Twilight. I thought we were past this, hehe.”
“Sorry- Twilight? Could I take a bath first?”
“Oh- of course! Why, you don’t even need to ask!” Twilight said. Trust me, lady, I don’t wanna ask. If I could use my legs, I would walk my ass to the bath myself. My floating position was re-arranged. My legs naturally crossed themselves as I was turned upside down, sticking upwards uselessly. I was literally being cradled like a baby. How absolutely degrading. Of course, Twilight didn’t even realize she was doing this. Maybe it was parental instinct... or negligence.
The bath was nice and warm. Twilight had only filled it a little less than half-way. Even so, It was still hard not to lay down. I couldn’t use my legs to push myself back up, no matter how hard I tried. I just laid there. How degrading. How degrading. How absolutely pathetic.
I’ve lived on the bucking streets for the majority of my life, excluding the thousand-years I was in Crystal Empire limbo. I could cut myself, rub salt in the would, and not flinch. Now here I was, laying myself out like a deflated balloon.
The bath wasn’t all that bad, though. Almost magically, questionably magically, I could see my coat color come back. The water seemed to restore it’s natural essence. The once gray turned back into a bubbly orange, my mane a deep brown. I gotta give doctors credit where due, but they could’ve tried keeping up on my hygiene a little better. I smell like a dead raccoon.
“Spiiike, baby, come here!” I was laying on the floor, a good distance away from him.
“No way! Last time I came near you, I almost died!”
“Think of it as an over-affectionate hug?”
“No.”
“Hmm. If you let me overly-affectionately hug you, I’ll convince Twilight to drop us by Rarity’s tomorrow.”
“What? Really?”
“Yes, really.”
“Hmmph. Fine. But only if you Pinkie promise.”
“I’ve heard about these… Pinkie Promises… Alright, sure, I pinkie promise.”
“Those promises hold on-
“FOREVERRRrrr”
“Like she said, forever.”
“How did she- this is the 4th story window!”
“Don’t question it.”
“Okay. Now, c’mere and hold up your end of the deal!”