I heard distant cries and singing. I couldn't make out a rhythm or voice, but I heard it. I knew it was a stallion. My vision was blurry. I felt a throbbing sensation all through my head. I blinked several times to clear my vision. As my ears adjusted, I heard the same beeping from the wedding playing in a steady manor, matching my heart beat. I heard the stallion who was presumably beside me on the right side. I turned my head, my vision still a bit fuzzy, but I made out a brown coat and dark brown mane and tail, his head in his hooves right beside me. It was then that I managed to recognize the lyrics. It was one of my favorite slow songs to listen to, a duet. Sadly, no pony else joined him. He sniffled and kept singing through his tears. I saw a note on the door once my vision had cleared, and realized exactly why he was crying.
Patient Name: Derpy Hooves/Ditzy Doo
Condition: Broken limbs and coma
Cause: Failed piano delivery
Chance of Recovery: 5%
I looked back at the perfectly clear stallion, who was still singing sadly. He got to the main chorus as I joined him. My voice was raspy, but I kept going. He looked up at me, his pacific blue eyes meeting my golden sunset eyes. He smiled wiping tears from his face, and he hugged me.
"Derpy! You're alive!!!" the British accent was strong, sad, and happy at once. I hugged back and said, "Yes, I'm still alive Docy." He let go and looked at me in confusion. He had never heard me call him "Docy" before. I giggled slightly and said with confidence, "You sure look cute when you're confused."
We embraced one last time a and I remembered something. "Doctor?"
"Yes?"
"Where's Dinky?"
"Who's Dinky?" Doctor asked me confused once again. My heart sank, now knowing I had never had adopted a filly. I could've sworn I had, though. He laughed.
"W-why are you laughing?"
"I'm just messing with you! She's in the TARDIS worried about you. Jack is watching her and her little colt friend, Pip, is there, too. He's trying to comfort her," said Doc, who was still crying happy tears. "Also, why did you call me 'Docy' earlier?"
"Long story. Let's say that it was a long, happy dream I was having," I said, smiling remembering the details of the way he danced at my dream gala, the way he said "I do" at the wedding, and all the times he's smiled at me. Knowing that it was just a dream all this time made me angry and sad. My dreams may never really come true after all. I sighed unknowingly.
"Something wrong...Muffin?" he asked. My eyes widened at the nickname he had just given me.
"H-how did you...why did you call me that?" I asked, still shocked.
"Oh, I peeked into you're head a couple times to check on you. Those dreams you've been having were rather nice. Baking muffins, Dinky getting into advanced magic school, all that stuff. I heard the nickname once from my voice and decided I'd try it out. Kinda suits you, now that I said it aloud," he said.
I got nervous. How much did he see?
"Doc? How much of my dreams did you see?" I asked.
"Not too much. Just little bits and pieces. I assume I called you Muffin cause you made muffins so much, but I don't know." I sighed with relief and put my head back down. I was so glad he didn't know my secret crush on him. Then I remembered something else.
"Also, what is this about me being cute when I'm confused, Ditzy, hm?"
"Oh...uhh...it's nothing. I promise!" I lied, my face was heating up, the beeps behind me steadily increasing. Doc noticed this and smiled. "You like me, don't you, Derpy?"
"N-n-no!! I do not!!" I protested. I was red as a tomato at this point, my heart racing and head throbbing. I let out an "ow" then Doc hugged me once more. It would've been fine, but this hug felt different. As if he put some extra emotion into it. Was he feeling the same way I was? I looked at his face and saw his usual light brown coat was turning a bright red. I giggled and he just looked back up at me and my tomato red face.
"I was about to do something no pony, or timelord, had ever done. The doctors gave you another two days to wake up, otherwise they'd take you off of this machine that's keeping you alive right now. I was so worried, I'd find some way to give you my regenerative abilities, but I couldn't find out how to, so only time would tell. I stayed here waiting to see your golden eyes again, and here they are. Looking at me along with that smile of yours," he said. I couldn't stop blushing. He really did like me as more than a companion. He thought I was pretty, and frankly, I thought he was cute myself. I told myself that I must still be dreaming. That this isn't really happening. It was, and I was in for a wake up call.
He leaned in while I wasn't paying attention and he kissed me. The stallion if my dreams kissing me! I was truly happy! I knew for sure this wasn't a dream, and all my pains just left my mind. My head throbbing, my rising heart rate, everything left. All that mattered was him, nothing else. I kissed him back, not realizing that Nurse Redheart was trotting in. I only noticed when she screamed in delight. We broke up in shock and stared at her. My face turned red of embarrassment. The Nurse called in the doctors and nurses that were around, presumably ones who had treated me, and they came running. As soon as they saw me, they all squealed and cheered. The mare given two more days and a five percent chance of recovery was awake. She was happy, and I knew that all these ponies cared about me. Doc and I looked at each other once more and grinned.