Bubbles
An anthropomorphic MLP fan fiction
“Wachoo!” you sneezed loudly. You sniffled and wiped your nose with a tissue nearby.
“I though you said you got over your cold, or whatever it is,” Vinyl said, stocking some stuff on the stands. You've been sick for a while. It sucked because it made you have to stay in bed for about two weeks, and it made you miss most of Nightmare Night. If there was one thing you hated, it was being sick.
“I though so too,” you simply said, letting out a yawn you rested your head on your hand with your eyes closed, listening to the song on the speaker, which was a song by the band Gorillaz. You hear the bell above the door ring as the door opened and let in a gust of cold air and snow but you don't open your eyes. It had begun snowing the day after Nightmare Night and your body wasn't quite ready for it at first, but now it wasn't so bad.
“Hey you,” you hear from in front of you. You slowly open your eyes and look up.
“Hey Derpy,” you say with a weak smile. You pull your head off your hand and let out a very large yawn. You had to admit the coat she switched out for her sweater looked rather cute on her. It was the same color gray as her fur and the sleeves were long enough to cover her hands and had black bands on the upper part of the sleeve. It also had a hood that Derpy often wore.
“Tired?”
“I got no sleep last night, and the amount I had managed to actually get, didn't help any.”
“Could it be the medicine?” Derpy asked. You had taken some rather “experimental” medicine from Twilight. She said it was completely safe and it was suppose to help get rid of your cold, and it has been working so far, it just has some rather interesting side effects. Nothing drastic, but you were surprised when you pissed rainbows. You just shrug at Derpy's question. “Hm, well are you ready for lunch?”
“Yeah, let me get my coat,” you say before turning around and walking to the locker room. As the days got colder you swapped your sweater for a black trench coat that you picked out at the thrift store. It was well worn and even slightly torn in a few places and it was a size or two too big for you. Derpy hated it, but it kept you very warm so you loved it.
“When are you going to get rid of that hideous thing,” Derpy asked when you reappeared.
“When it starts to get warmer. I'll be back in half an hour, Vinyl,” you tell your boss, who just waves you out the door.
“So where do you want to go?” Derpy asked as she intertwined her fingers with yours.
“How about that one place we went to last Wednesday?” you ask, through yet another yawn.
“Sure,” Derpy said with a giggle, “are you going to fall asleep on the way?”
“That may be a possibility,” you say as you start to walk.
“Well, it's not that far of a walk so try to keep it together. You can sleep back at your job.”
“Now that sounds like a plan.”
You both walked in a comfortable silence. Ponies smiled and greeted you both as normal but when they saw your hands intertwined together they smiled with an added something that made their smiles warmer. Derpy seemed to giggle and blush whenever you got one of those warmer smiles, and that warmed you up even better than your coat. It was going to be a good day despite the little cold that you had.
You were walking past an ally, close to the buildings, almost to the restaurant, when you saw a flash of metal. You reacted out of instinct as you pulled Derpy back and put up your arm to shield your face from harm. When you felt the bat make contact you felt as though your arm was on fire and you yelled out in pain as you went down.
Everything seemed to slow down to a crawl as you lay in the snow, trying to put together what happened. You couldn't hear Derpy yelling your name as you groaned and cradled your injured arm, it felt like it was on fire. Nor could you hear anything else that was going on as you could hear just a few seconds ago. Though you could hear the sound of the snow crunching underneath as Body Slam walked out of the ally, metal bat in hand. He walked up to you and stopped at your head. You tried to do something but it felt as though you couldn't move.
“I've told you that you don't belong here, freak. Now I’m doing something,” he growled. Time seemed to continue normal as he cocked the bat back and as he swung.
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Darkness. That's all that's around you. You're not sure what happened, and you couldn't think properly, like your brain didn't want to work right. It kinda sucked. You're not sure how long you've been in the darkness, but it seemed to go by quickly. You're not sure how you know, but you could just feel it. Like when you don't dream about anything and your dreams are filled with darkness, but you know it's going by quickly.
There is a light. You're not sure where it came from, or how long it has been there, but you see it now. And it seems like just the act of seeing it makes it grow. Slowly at first, but it steadily grows faster and faster till your entire vision was filled with this white light. Then darkness again. But this darkness was the type of darkness that came with having your eyes closed.
You could feel something soft underneath you, and it felt absolutely amazing. It kinda sucked you in a little, and it felt nice. Like you haven't ever slept on anything soft, then you sleep on something soft for the first time.
Then you started to smell cleaning supplies. It was kinda sharp to your nose but not overly so.
Gaining some sense back in your head, you open your eyes. And see nothing. Or rather just darkness. You close your eyes tightly then open them again. You no longer saw just darkness. Now you saw a ceiling. You let out a groan as you rub your eyes, trying to rub the sleep out of them.
Slowly you lift yourself up so you were able to look around. You saw that you were on a bed that was able to move and had guard rails. You next saw that you were in a room that had another bed like yours, next to yours, only empty. You couldn't tell much of the room you were in because the light was off and the only light in the whole room was from a lamp on your other side. You look over and you don't see much. You see a window and a desk that a mare was sitting at, her head resting on her arms and her eyes closed.
Derpy. Guess I’m in a hospital.
You didn't like hospitals too much. There just wasn't a lot to do and it was always boring. You tried to go back asleep, but you weren't tired, so you got the great idea to just stare up at the ceiling. You were bored within seconds. You could tell it was seconds because you could hear the ticking of a clock somewhere.
Letting out a sigh, you sat up again and looked over Derpy, who was still sleeping. You almost felt bad about what you were about to do, but you figured that she would want to know you were up and ok. You looked over on the table to the side of your bed for something to throw.
Perfect. You thought to yourself as you spotted a pen. You took it and took aim at Derpy. You lined up the shot and stuck your tongue out, squinting at Derpy. You pulled back and then threw the pen at Derpy, which hit her right on the tip of her nose.
Bulls-eye!
“Ngh?” Derpy grumbled as her eyes fluttered open. She rubbed her eyes and gave out a cute little yawn. “Hmm?” she mumbled as she rubbed the tip of her nose.
“Good morning beautiful,” you say. She blinked a few times, trying to register what was said. Her eyes fell on you and started to grow when she realized that you were awake.
“Ohmigosh! You're awake!” Derpy exclaimed as she threw her arms around you in a tight hug.
“Ow! Derpy!” you cried out at the pain that shot through your head. You clutch your throbbing head with one hand.
“Oh! I’m so sorry!” Derpy cried, backing away a few feet. You just looked at her and you dropped your hand.
“It's fine Derpy, just a little headache,” you reassured her. You hold out your arms, “How about a little gentler hug this time?”
Derpy smiled and hugged you again, much gentler this time. The two of you didn't let go till a few minutes later.
“So, what happened?” you asked. You could remember somethings but not all of it. Derpy took a deep breath and pulled her chair next to your bed. She sat down and held you hand.
“Well, Body Slam hit you and you fell, then he hit you with a bat. He was going to hit you again but luckily Rainbow Dash and Applejack showed up. They didn't catch him but they did hurt him pretty bad,” Derpy said. You started to rub your thumb over her knuckles.
“Are you ok?” you ask. Derpy looks at with a questionable look upon her face.
“Am I ok? I should be asking you that!”
“Oh I’m fine, I’ve been in worse fights, honest,” you say with a reassuring smile on your face.
“Why does that make me even more nervous?” Derpy asked, a smile playing at her lips.
“I have no idea,” you say with a chuckle. The two of you sit in silence for a few minutes till a question made it's way to your mind. “What time is it?”
“Uh,” Derpy pulled out her phone, “1:18,” and as if on cue, she let out a small yawn.
“How late did you stay up?”
“12, maybe?”
“You need to get some sleep.”
“I would, but that table isn't the most comfortable thing to sleep on.”
“Well, I could always scoot over and you could get in bed with me,” you suggest, waggling your eyebrows. Derpy breaks out in a fit of giggles.
“Wow, you are much more flirty today, any reason?”
“I'm tired. I get rather flirty when I’m tired.”
“I've noticed,” Derpy said with a small laugh. She stood up and walked around your bed and to the empty one next to it. “I'll just sleep here. I don't want to catch your cold you still have.”
“Alright,” you say with a roll of your eyes but with a smile on your face. You let out a yawn. “Night.”
“Goodnight.”
And with that said you fell asleep almost instantly... is what you would have liked to happen. But the truth was, you couldn't sleep. What Body Slam said to you kept coming back to you. No matter how you though about it, you couldn't help but agree with him. You don't belong here. What has made it worse was that you kept trying to come up with an excuse to leave, but no matter what you thought of, you had no excuse to leave. Not that you wanted to leave. You just had to. Right?