Cheese felt hungry, tired, and thirsty. A searing pain shot through his head. There were two things he didn’t know. Where am I? and Who am I? He opened his eyes to see a hospital room. A beeping struck his ear, and he saw various hospital supplies. A nurse ran in. She was a white earth pony with a pink mane and tail.
“Oh my Celestia! He’s awake!”
Before Cheese could ask anything, she ran out then back in with a doctor. He was a blue unicorn with a white mane.
“What’s going on?” asked the pony with amnesia, as the doctor poked and prodded him.
The doctor wrote a few notes down on a notebook he magicked over to him. He looked at Cheese. “What’s your name?”
“I-I don’t know…” He felt alone in the universe.
“Your name is Cheese Sandwich. You are a party planner from Fillydelphia but now you are here in Ponyville. Your mother and father are in the lobby.”
Mother…Father…
He knew what parents were, but it felt weird, re-meeting his parents.
“You had a hard knock to your head,” said the nurse, “It hit the spot that affected your memory.”
A mare with a curly white and blue mane and yellow coat walked in besides an older stallion who was muscular, but not super buff. He had a messy, chocolate colored mane and a light brown coat. He examined their cutie marks. While looking at the mare’s, he discovered she was a pegasus. Her cutie mark was a cloud with sun shining through it. Who Cheese assumed was his father had a bowl with a spoon in it as his cutie mark.
The hospital patient was surprised when the mare wrapped her hooves around him and sobbed into his shoulder. The father patted her shoulder and gently pulled her off. When she composed herself, she spoke to the astounded Cheese.
“My name is Partly Cloudy. I’m your mom.”
The stallion stepped forward, “I’m yer pop, Gristle.”
Gristle had a raspy, sailor-ish voice while Cloudy had a kind, motherly voice. He welcomed them to sit beside him, he felt like they were familiar. Of course they are, they’re your parents! A few memories of them resurfaced as they answered his questions. After a few hours, the nurse shooed them off and Cheese fell asleep with a headache from all of the new knowledge. One thing that kept him up was his appearance. When he went to the bathroom earlier, he saw himself for the first time in a while.
It was like meeting a new pony, seeing his lanky legs, curly mane, and cutie mark. My name is Cheese Sandwich and I am a party pony.
Pinkie Pie galloped with the other fifths of the Mane Six trailing behind her. They had been given the good news that Cheese Sandwich had woken up from the coma he was in for two weeks. That’s right, two weeks. Pinkie busted in without signing in and ran straight for his room. She hugged him as hard as she could as the patient choked on his food.
Nurse Redheart pulled Pinkie off and gave Cheese some water. After glaring at Pinkie, she asked her to sign in. When all the Mane Six were allowed to visit Cheese, he was a little terrified. They were all very pretty and his age, but the pink one stood out, she had a nice flank and beautiful blue eyes and smile. She was still pretty terrifying, though.
After scooting back a little, they re-introduced themselves; Twilight Sparkle, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Rarity, Applejack, and Pinkie Pie. Pinkie Pie, huh, so that’s her name.
He politely greeted them and talked to them a little, the pink one seemed anxious but the one called Applejack held her back. They explained a little bit about themselves and what they were like before leaving. Pinkie Pie grumpily jumped along beside them.
“I can’t believe you wouldn’t let me kiss my coltfriend!”
“Pinkie, it’s going to take him a little while to adjust!” Twilight scolded.
“Yes my dear, but he’ll remember you soon!” Rarity cooed flipping her mane.
Pinkie’s Pinkie Sense couldn’t help but jingle her hooves. Somepony’s about to lie to somepony I know!
Her sense was correct. Across town, in a cute little cottage sat a pretty mare, sipping a glass of wine and reading the paper. She was surprised to see a certain somepony in the paper, a certain somepony who had amnesia. Her subconscious fought her in what she wanted to do. She won, and walked to the hospital. After checking in, she walked into Cheese’s room and asked to be left alone. After the door closed, Cheese rolled over.
“Hello! Who are you, ma’am?”
“Oh sweetie! I’m your marefriend!”