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// Miraculous Things 
// Story: The Things Tavi Says 
// by shortskirtsandexplosions 
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	"Aaaaaaaaaaaand..."  Dr. Terra clicks a stopwatch.  "Stop."

I obey her.

And for once...

...I don't notice any difference.

I am the same pony when inhaling and exhaling.

Somehow, it's always been this way.

I slowly open my naked eyes.

The magenta is everywhere... and yet nowhere.  If I try hard enough—in that I don't try at all—I find that I can ignore it.  Swim through it.  Breathe through the strange medium like I've always had gills.

Only now have I begun using them.  It's a little bit painful... a teensy bit dizzying...

...but I can manage.

I can manage.

"How do you feel?" she asks.

I stand up, squirming slightly.  I look up at her.

She fidgets where she stands.

I raise an eyebrow.

"It's just..."  Dr. Terra smiles, hugging the clipboard to her chest.  "...I have to admit.  I... I almost didn't expect this kind of progress.  I mean..."  She bites her lip.  "To call it 'miraculous' would be unprofessional, but..."  Her eyes narrow.  "Are you certain your previous physicians were actually qualified?"

I blink curiously.

"Because... because it's almost as if half the symptoms don't even exist anymore.  Surely you got second opinions during all these years."

I look at her.  I shrug... and then I smile.

She shrugs back.  A nervous chuckle, and she flips through her clipboard.  "Uhm..."  A dry gulp.  "You're quite the enigma, Miss Scratch.  I'm very happy that Miss Capricorn requested that I work with you."

I nod.  I breathe easily.

I can breathe easily...

"And... I know it's none of my business, but..."  She cocks her head curiously to the side.  "...how goes the other project that you're working on?"

I stare at her from across the hospital room.

A dumb grin hangs off my muzzle.