Sunlight was lurking in through the closed blinds of Pinkie Pie's window, and the TV was left on all night. News reporting clear skies, temperature of seventy degrees in the afternoon and low sixties in the evening. Aside from the TV noises, there's a persistent beeping coming from Pinkie Pie's vital monitor that needed a refill of fluid feeding through her IV, and the sounds of wheelchairs and walkers moving haphazardly outside of Pinkie Pie's room. It's 8 am, it sure does sound like a busy day for medical professionals. As the light became more vivid, it shun Pinkie Pie's face which opened her eyes slightly. Her vision was blurry at first, then slowly inspected the room, feeling confused. She sees Lyra and Vinyl sleeping on the hospital chairs by her foot side of the bed. On a slight supine position, Pinkie Pie attempted to ascend her body, but doing so gave a trifling pain in her abdomen which caused her to moan and lay back down. Both Lyra and Vinyl woke.
"Pinkie!" Lyra expressed in lightheartedness, but in a standard tone.
"Hey sister." Vinyl smiled.
Still, the looks on Pinkie Pie's face was that of a confused child looking for her long lost mother. Lyra pulled in closer to Pinkie Pie's head side of the bed, and began to brush her straight pink hair from her face with her fingers. Pinkie Pie's hair style has changed, she had lost her balloon-like hairstyle thirteen years ago. Her hair now is palpably long and straight with a slight curled end, but radiantly beautiful. But with her condition, it's diminutively in a beauty mess.
"Lyra?... Vinyl?.."
"Ohh Pinkie, how do you feel??"
"I am.. not.. sure how I got here... last thing I remembered was going to the party city store, then end up waking up here. What happened, girls?" With a concerning expression.
Vinyl reclined her chair back with arms behind her head, "You got into a car accident, important thing is you remembered who we are, if you don't, then you're not okay. So that being said, you're okay. Hehe."
Lyra leaned closer to Pinkie Pie giving her a gentle hug that lasted for almost a minute, savoring the moment of warmth. "I am sorry... I feel like it was my responsibility."
"No, it was nothing that could've been done to prevent it, Lyra." Vinyl answered, "Oh Pinkie, before I forget..."
Vinyl had set the chair from the reclining position to grab a cute little bag with designs that labeled 'Get Well', and in the bag contained a teddy bear holding a heart with an attached balloon that also labeled 'Get Well' from the patient table that was hidden behind the hospital bed curtain.
"You know I am not the kind to buy these things, but you made me."
"Awwww! That's so cute!" Lyra expressed in delight.
"Vinyl, I never knew you actually had a soft spot, Thank You." Pinkie Pie smiled.
"Yeah, yeah. Please try to be careful next time, I don't know how much more I can tolerate these smoochy stuff at the gift shop, I can't stand the people there staring at me."
"Vinyl, my dear. It's all in your head. Why are you so self conscious?" Pinkie Pie refuted.
A knock was heard beyond Pinkie Pie's hospital room door, then opened.
"There they are, I thought I heard joyful noises."
I wore a blue scrub attire and a name tag that had my name and labeled as 'RN'. I knew Pinkie Pie would get better by this morning, seeing all three of my friends in the same room just made my day even brighter.
Lyra with delight, "Hey Sunset!"
All smiled at me, happy to see that I came for a surprise visit.
"Hey girls!" I approached to them both giving Vinyl and Lyra a hug, and gently engaging one to Pinkie Pie making certain that I don't hurt her. I stood myself in between them three, looked at Pinkie Pie with both hands on my hips.
"So hun, how do you feel?"
Pinkie pie gazed at her own stomach and held it with a gentle massage, "I have this weird stomach pain when I tried to sit up."
"It was caused by the trauma, but I am sure it's something minor." I answered, "So.. Did you remember what happened?"
Pinkie Pie gazed down and placed her palm to the side of her head and tried remembering, "No, all I can remember was walking to Party City."
"You were involved in a car accident." I added.
"I know, but I didn't remember being in it."
A moment of pause, I looked at Lyra and Vinyl with a presumed expression and a faint nod, then looked at Pinkie Pie again to alter the subject.
"You know, good thing the accident wasn't that bad that you had to end up in a coma. Lyra and I came as soon as we heard about ya, then Vinyl came later when I was about to leave."
Vinyl added, "I was in Hay Jersey DJ-ing, it was a lame party. Trust me, if you were there to hear the songs those weirdos were requesting, Oh.. My.. Word.. You would want to leave. But of course, I had to... Family emergency."
Lyra and I smiled to Vinyl's words.
"Pinkie Pie, we're here for you, we love you so much." Lyra placed her hand on Pinkie's, and Pinkie grinned at all three of us. It was an unforgettable moment, it was a moment that glued us all together. Moment like this makes me believe that friendship still carries on through the ages.
Cell Phone Rings
I took my phone out of my scrub pocket and answered, "Hello?. . . . Yeah. . . . Okay. . . . . On it. . . . . . Okay, buhbye."
I switched my phone screen off and hid it back in my pocket.
"Okay guys, wish I can stay longer, but I gotta head back to the office, but let me give you girls a rundown on what's going to happen today."
I gazed at Pinkie Pie.
"A certified nurses aide named Derpy is going to be assisting you until noontime to check on your vitals, then a new nurse will transition after. That being said, I strongly recommend for both Lyra and Vinyl to stay here until noon time. Doctor Whooves is coming to check on you in..." I turned and looked at the clock on the high wall next to the mounted TV, "In five minutes. Breakfast is at 8:30 and Lunch is at 11:30, if you decide to have lunch from outside, Lyra or Vinyl can get you something. If ya'll need me, text me or call me. I had a talk with Nurse Redheart to keep a lookout on you girls. Depending on your condition, it's up to the doctor whether he wants you to stay a little longer or discharge you tonight. In my opinion, I think you should stay here for one more night."
Pinkie Pie nodded.
Vinyl Scratch reclined her self on the chair and rested both her feet on Pinkie Pies foot side of the bed, "So... Pinkie Pie is not the only one here being spoiled, sounds like a plan to me."
I quickly pushed Vinyl's feet off Pinkie's bed, "Your shoes, Vinyl. Why don't you act like a lady for once, you remind me of Rainbow Dash."
"Hey! A girl needs to relax after driving almost two hours from Hay Jersey and sleeping on this chair the whole night."
with my arms folded, I shook my head peering at Vinyl, "Honey..."
"Ughh, why do you have to be so frickin' mean, man.." Vinyl stammered with a frown.
Lyra and Pinkie Pie giggled with both hands covering their mouths.
"Sayonara, girls. Take care."
Waving at each other good bye, I walked out leaving the door behind me slightly opened.
"Stomach Growls"
"Oops, I guess a girl's gotta eat too". Vinyl asserted.
Lyra glared at the clock, 8:15 am.
A Middle-aged man entered holding Pinkie Pie's medical chart, He has a fair skin complexion and brown hair, and wearing a white lab coat with a stethoscope around his neck. He shifted the hospital bed curtains to an open allowing him a better view of Pinkie Pie. He smiled at Pinkie Pie, then to Lyra and Vinyl.
"Good morning!"
"Good morning." they all responded sprightly.
"My name is Dr. Whooves, I am here to observe you today. Look at you, I can already see improvement since last night."Dr. Whooves gazed at the vital monitor and nodded."Looking good, Pinkie Pie." He blissfully looked at Lyra and Vinyl, then to Pinkie, "Aw Pinkie, you have no idea how lucky you are to have your sisters watching over you."
Lyra and Vinyl chuckled.
"Thanks, but they're my best friends, but yeah, I guess you can say that."
"Oh, my apologies."
"No worries, Doctor."
"So Pinkie, on the scale from one to ten, how do you feel?"
"Eight."
"Hey, better than one."
Dr. Whooves opened the chart that had some detailed report of Pinkie Pie's x-rays.
"So I've seen your x-rays, there were no sign of fractures, thank goodness, but the CT Scan of your abdomen showed some bruising. In time, it will heal in a couple of days with medication." He ripped out a prescription pad from Pinkie's medical chart and began writing on it, "I'll prescribe you a five day supply of the Ibuprofen 800mg for when you get home, you take it once to twice a day as needed for pain."
The Dietary aide entered with three breakfast trays, and placed them on the over bed food trolley.
"Mmmm, I smell bacon, hehe. Anyway, after breakfast, Derpy will be here to give you the first pill to take, and will come again at 11:30. Alll riigghtt, we'll follow up later at 12 to check on you again, I am going to have you stay here for one more night, Pinkie. Then I will discharge you sometime tomorrow mid-morning, how does that sound?"
"Sounds good, doctor, thank you very much."
"Hey, it's my pleasure to care. I'll leave you girls be, see you soon!"
Dr. Whooves closed Pinkie Pie's chart, and headed out the room.
Then appeared Derpy, wearing a nurse cap, waving with a gullible smirk exposing only half her body from the right side of the door. Lyra and Vinyl looked at each other presumably, then to Pinkie Pie.
"Don't worry Pinkie Pie, we're here. until then, lets eat! I'm hungry, man!" Vinyl had said.
Pinkie Pie leniently sat up from her bed to try to avoid the hurting, Vinyl carefully shifted the over bed food trolley towards the three of them, and uncovered the tops. They all had the same entrees; Sausages, Eggs, bacons with sides of bisquits, and orange juices. All sat together making jokes, planning on next of a silly prank to pull on me when I least expect it. Vinyl Scratch was always bragging about how her Dubstep Mixes were better than Frillex, Lyra Heartstrings bringing up a story about one of her students falling asleep during lyre class sessions, and Pinkie Pie tutoring the elderly folks at a 55+ Senior Dance Party which brought the three to burst out with laughs.