Science Safety

by SociallyAwkwardPegasus


Wrap It Before You Science It

Science Safety

        It is around mid-afternoon on a cool fall day.  A few clouds linger high in the air, most likely due to the laziness of a certain rainbow-colored mare.  A gentle breeze flows throughout the small town, adding to the ambiance and emersion that is the season of Fall.  For the most part, everything had been normal as one would expect for a typical afternoon.  That was until a long groan echoed from the upstairs bathroom.  A few minutes of shuffling pass by before another loud groan escapes, echoing throughout the halls of the quiet two-story house.  
        “Star?” A concerned voice calls from the downstairs living room.  A few moments of silence go by before a yellow pegasus slowly makes his way up the stairs and into the master bathroom.  
        “Star, you ok?” The pegasus asks with concern.  The stallion is greeted with the image of a pale-face mare shaking her head lightly as she vomits into a porcelain bowl.  
        “I’m not feeling too well Gear,” Starsign manages to say, though quickly turns her head back to the bowl to resume her task of emptying the contents of her stomach.  Sensing the distress of his mare, Gear gently places a wing over his marefriend, nuzzling his muzzle soothingly into her neck while using a hoof to gently rub her belly.  
        The two remain silent for about ten minutes, Starsign having vomited most of her breakfast into the toilet.  With shaky hooves, the mare stands from the toilet, flushing it’s contents before walking over to the bathroom sink.  Using her magic, the mare grips her toothbrush before squeezing out a small glob of toothpaste and brushing the after-taste of her morning meal out of her mouth.  
        “You feeling better Star?” Gear asks.  His tone and dark-blue eyes shone nothing but concern for the mare.  After gargling with a glass of water, Starsign sets down her toothbrush before nuzzling her coltfriend.  
        “Yes, thank you.  I think I got it all out of my…” The mare is cut off by another violent urge.  Within seconds Starsign is upon the toilet again, vomitting what little of her breakfast remained.  
        Another twenty minutes pass by before Starsign exit’s the bathroom.  
        “You feeling better now Stars?” Gear asks.  Starsign nods her head with a weak smile.  
        “Yeah, just had a little more in me than I thought,” she responds with a small laugh.  Gear is unamused by the joke as he walks up and nuzzles Starsign’s cheek.  
        “I think we should take you to the clinic.  I know you say you are feeling better, but I want to make sure everything is alright.”  Starsign ponders the request for a moment before shaking her head.  
        “I think I will be alright.  It was probably just a stomach bug,” she replies, though Gear is having none of it.  
        “Starsign, I love you, but you are going to the clinic.” Gear states with a stern but loving tone.  Starsign proceeds to protest, though one look into her coltfriend’s worried eyes is all it takes for the mare to cave.  
        “W-we can go if you really feel it is necessary,” Starsign says.  Gear nods his head before nuzzling the mare’s cheek.  
        “Thank you Stars.  I just don’t want anything bad to happen to you.”  
Starsign can only smile at how concerned her coltfriend was being.  In a sense, it felt nice that somepony would worry that much about her health, which only reinforced her feelings towards the stallion.  He was smart, talented, dorky, and had a sense of humor to match her own.  She honestly couldn’t remember what it was like before the two had started dating.  A quick thought into her past forced the mare to shiver with distaste.  
Her time before Gear was much harder, that she knew.  Being that she had a small colt out of wedlock and the father of the colt was nowhere to be found.  It nearly melted her heart to see Gear treating her little Stonemist as his own.  Granted, they were both pegasi, which meant that if things were to progress as they were, Gear would be teaching her little colt how to fly.  The thought alone made the mare giggle, though she quickly shook it off before nuzzling her coltfriend.  
“Thank you for being there for me.” Starsign softly cooed, kissing Gear on his cheek before walking into the living room.  Upon reaching her destination, Starsign noticed her little bundle of joy on the living room rug, happily playing with a few wooden blocks.  Looking to her left, Starsign noticed her younger sister, Violet, happily reading a magazine without a care in the world.  
        “Violet, would you do me a favor and watch Stonemist for a while,” Starsign politely asks.  The mare in question looks up from her magazine, a sign of uninterest in her eyes before shrugging her shoulders and nodding.  
        “Yeah, I’ll take care of the little colt.  Though why do you need me too?” Violet asks, looking back down at her magazine and continuing to read.  
        “I wasn’t feeling well today and Gear and I are going to the clinic to make sure everything is alright.” Starsign replies.  Upon the mention of Gear, Violet raises her head before glaring at the stallion entering the room.    
        “Oh, well that’s too bad.  I was hoping he would be the one having to go the clinic.  I guess we can’t always get what we want,” Violet mutters, turning back to her magazine and motioning with her hoof to the door.  
        “Have her back in a couple of hours.  If you don’t I will break your knees,” Violet states in a neutral tone.  To emphasize her point, the mare levitates a large bat out of the downstairs closet, making a few swinging motions to get her point across.  
        “Violet, how many times have I told you not to threaten Gear.  He is my coltfriend and is only looking out for what is best for me,” Starsign states.  Violet just shrugs her shoulders, not even bothering to look at the mare or stallion again.  
        “Just hurry up and go.  I’m still trying to read.” The younger mare states.  Starsign and Gear quickly make their way out of the house, Starsign apologizing several times to the stallion.  
        “I’m so sorry she is still like this.  I was hoping after everything she would have learned her lesson.” Starsign says while leaning on her coltfriend for warmth.  Gear gives a heavy sigh before draping a wing across Starsign’s back and nuzzling her cheek.  
        “It’s alright Starsign.  I know after everything with Stonemist’s father, she isn’t one for males, especially pegasi.  I’m hoping she will outgrow it in a few months once she sees i’m nothing like that stallion.” Gear comments, a slight flare of rage present in his tone for the stallion who would abandon his own child.  A soft peck on the cheek pulls Gear from his thoughts and back to the mare at his side.  
        “Let’s not think about that right now.  Let’s just focus on getting me to the clinic to prove once and for all, that I am actually fine.” Starsign jokes.  Gear responds with a slight bump of her flank with his own.  
Starsign and Gear continue on their way to the clinic, which wasn’t that far of a walk from Starsign’s house.  The overall time was about twenty minutes, though this was mostly contributed to the two taking things a bit slow to enjoy their walk together.    
After entering through the front door of the clinic, a peach colored mare happily greets the two with a smile on her face.  
“Good afternoon.  Do you two have an appointment?” The nurse politely asks.  Gear and Starsign shake their head in unison.  
“My marefriend wasn’t feeling too well today and we just wanted to make sure it wasn’t anything serious.” Gear comments, while the nurse behind the counter levitates a clipboard with a few papers attached to it before making eye contact with Starsign.  
“Well I hope you are feeling better.  I am just going to need for you to fill this out and the doctor will see you in a few minutes.”  Starsign nods her head, her horn glowing a peachish color as she takes hold of the clipboard in her magic.  Starsign quickly fills out the paperwork, and within ten minutes the mare was sitting on a cushiony doctor’s table.  
“So you say you just randomly started throwing up a few hours after eating breakfast?” The doctor asks, scribbling down a few notes on his clipboard as Starsign relays her story to the mare.  
“Yes.  We woke up today and had a simple breakfast.  Just some oatmeal and toast.  We really didn’t do much today, though after a few hours, I just had a certain urge to vomit.  I spent a good half an hour in the bathroom, before Gear convinced me that I should come get checked out.” Starsign finishes.  The doctor nods her head before jotting down a few more notes.  
“And did you also eat the same thing she did this morning?” The doctor questions Gear.  Gear nods his head in confirmation.  
“Yes.  It was just as Starsign said.  We had some oatmeal and toast for breakfast.”
“I see.  Miss Starsign, I’m going to need you to fill this cup up with a sample of urine please.  This is only as a precaution, though I doubt I will find anything wrong.”  The mare levitates the cup over to Starsign, a small blush noticeable on her face.  
“O-oh ok,” the mare shyly responds, taking the cup and heading into the bathroom.  After a couple of minutes Starsign emerges from the bathroom with a half-filled cup.  The doctor nods her head before levitating the cup from Starsign and exiting the room.  
Gear and Starsign continue to wait patiently for the doctor to return, making idle chit-chat with a bit of flirting.  Fifteen minutes pass by before the doctor enters the room, clipboard floating in her magical grasp.  
“Well Miss Starsign, I have good news.  I think I have determined the reason for your earlier vomiting episode.  It is quite common after all and I would expect you to experience more sudden urges in the coming months.” The doctor beams happily, leaving a very confused Starsign and Gear looking at one another.  
“W-what do you mean it is common and that I should expect a few more vomiting episodes?” Starsign asks with a bit of hesitation.  The doctor gives both ponies a look of confusion before chuckling to herself.  
“Oh, I’m sorry.  I thought you two were trying.” The mare says before locking eyes with her patient.  
“Miss Starsign, you’re pregnant.” The doctor says with a chipper tone.  Nothing but an eerie silence falls across everypony in the room.  It was now only at this time the doctor realizes how shocking that revelation is.  
“P-pregnant.  You said Starsign was pregnant?” Gear asks.  He was met with a simple nod from the doctor’s head.  Both Gear and Starsign lock eyes with one another before looking back at the doctor.  
“H-ha… ha… Starsign, did you hear that? She said you’re pregnant…” Gear’s voice trails off as he falls unconscious and hits his head on the Starsign’s bedside, his body sprawled out on the room’s floor.  It was at this point that Starsign begins to violently sob into her hooves, fears of her past and what would happen with the new foal and Gear racing through her mind.  To the credit of the doctor, she remained as professional as possible given the circumstances.  Though she had to admit that this was one of the worst reactions she had ever seen when telling a couple they were expecting.  
        “Miss Starsign, is your coltfriend ok?” The doctor hesitantly asks, looking at the unconscious stallion on the floor.  Starsign is too caught up in the moment to even notice the state of her coltfriend, as she continues to sob into her hooves.  Being the ever so diligent doctor that she was, the mare slowly levitates the unconscious stallion onto the bed before a pair of hooves forcefully wrap themselves around the stallion’s neck.  The doctor took this as her cue, leaving the unconscious stallion and hysterical mare to themselves as she tended to a few other patients.  
        A good half an hour passed by before the doctor returns to the room.  By this time, Starsign has managed to quell her crying, opting to continually nuzzle her coltfriend as he tries desperately to tell her that everything will be alright.
        “Star, Star, I need you to look at me.  I am not going to leave you like he did.  I would never do that.” Gear states with affirmation.  Starsign’s hooves only tighten around the stallion as she starts to turn on the water-works once again.  
        “That’s exactly what he said to me before he left!” Starsign yells, her crying fit starting up once again as Gear could only hold his marefriend tight.  One look from the stallion is all it took for the doctor to sigh and leave the room.  
        “I don’t get paid enough to deal with this stuff,” she mumbles to herself, leaving the happy couple alone as Starsign’s crying sobs echoed throughout the clinic for the rest of the night.  

Public Service Announcement: Gear here kiddies.  I hoped you enjoyed the story.  Just remember, there are always accidents that happen in experimentation.  It’s best to always be prepared with the proper lab safety equipment.  So just remember, ‘Wrap it, before you Science it,’ and everything should work out in the end… I think…