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"Little Pony" - ButterscotchFTW



Second chances are often times a rarity. Yet, when some higher power decides to bestow one upon you? You tend to make sure it isn't wasted.

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Chapter 55

Author's Note:

Hi.

"So uh, when do you get to the part where you give me a bowl of ice cream?" I said as I sat on the hospital bed. I looked up at the same nurse as she placed the cold stethoscope on my chest. She was currently giving me a physical because Mom agreed to let her get a few more assessments of me, which I found annoying. I wanted to get out of here as soon as possible. Nevertheless, I shivered at the cold metal of the stethoscope as she pressed it against my chest.

"Do you have tonsillitis?" The nurse said as she looked me in the eyes with amusement.

I fake coughed, "yes, it's very painful."

The nurse chuckled and shook her head, she then turned to mom who was looming at me with a slight worry. Probably since I never really was ever taken to the doctors by her.


"I'm just giving him a little auscultation," she said as I breathed in and out, her changing positions as I turned and looked at Mother. Her head was tilted as she tried to understand what the nurse said.

"She's checking my heartbeat, Mom," I said with a small chuckle. "Auscultation is just the fancy term for it," I said as the nurse pulled the stethoscope away and gave me a small look of surprise. Probably because I actually knew what the literal term was.

The nurse smiled at me. "You're quite knowledgeable for your age," she said, jotting down some notes on her clipboard. "And don't worry, we'll be done with these assessments soon enough. We just want to make sure we have a complete picture of your health so we can give you the best care possible now and in the future."

I nodded, understanding the reasoning behind the extra tests. But that didn't make me any less impatient to leave this hospital room and go back to my normal life. Well, as normal as it could get.

"Now before I take these bandages off, I would like to see if your vocal chords are all in shapely order," she said as she used her magic to rifle through the cart.

"So.. what do you want me to do?" I said as I tilted my head.

She smiled, "I'd like for you to see if you could recite these poem snippets I haveā€¦" she said as she bent down and looked inside of the cart. "Though I can't seem to find them, I might have to go see if I left them-" though I interrupted her.

"I mean, if you want me to recite poetry then that's easy," I said with a wave of my hoof. Mother chuckled at this and the nurse lifted her head up and looked at me curiously. Though I couldn't help but be suspicious, why would I need to recite a poem? I wasn't a doctor but it seemed strange to make a four year old do that.

Maybe she's trying to suss something out, the princess, I mean. This hospital was in her castle after all, and all of these ponies were technically employed under her. Who's to say that doctors follow doctor-patient confidentiality when the princess is asking?


Hm. Alright, I'll bite the bait.

"Are you sure?" She would say as she looked to mother for confirmation.

"Oh yes, Speckles writes his own little songs all the time, I think he can easily think up a poem," she said with pride as she ruffled my hair. I gave a grin up at her before looking back at the nurse.

She pursed her lips before nodding and pulling out a separate sheet of paper and a quill, "well, whenever you're ready dear," she smiled as the tip of the quill touched the paper.

I nodded and tapped my hooves together for a moment, thinking how I could word this out and make it subtle. And after a minute or two I nodded and opened my mouth.


"A crown of gold atop a regal head,
A ruler's gaze that commands with dread,
But hidden intentions cannot be unsaid,
For the wise can sense what's left unsaid."

"The shimmering veil of deceit so thin,
A glint of truth amidst the din,
The facade may fool the crowd within,
But the astute know where to begin."


She looked at me with a perplexed expression for a moment, before shaking her head and writing it down. I grinned and continued.

"A whispered word, a subtle hint,
A knowing glance that cannot be mint,
The discerning can see through the tint,
For truth and wisdom do not squint."

Hm, was that too on the nose? Maybe, but I couldn't really bother to care at the moment. Her expression was hilarious as she processed exactly what I said.


"See? Speckles Is very talented," mother said with a giggle as she pulled me into another hug.

"I can see that," the nurse nodded as she set the paper back down onto the cart and thought to herself for a moment.

Then she shook her head and lit her horn, the small wisps of magic undoing the bandages on my neck and floating them over to the cart. I reached up and felt at my neck, it felt much better without the wraps.

Anyways, I thought back to the idea of ice cream, which sounded really appealing at the moment. It's been too long since I've had some cookies and cream in my stomach.

"So.. about that ice cream?" I said with a head tilt.

"Well, if it helps, we can get you some ice cream after we're done here," my mother said with a smile, catching on to my earlier comment. This is why I loved her.

I perked up at that. "Really?"

"Of course," she said. "I'm kind of in the mood for some as well," she admitted. "And I think you deserve some after being such a good little patient," she said as she booed my nose again.

The nurse looked between us and shook her head, "Just make sure the little one doesn't eat too many sweets, just because his metabolism is very high doesn't mean he should be eating mainly sweets," she said as she floated a clipboard over to mother for her to sign. A pen would float out of the nurse's coat pocket as well.

Why didn't she use that pen when she wrote down what I said?

"Of course, we'll make sure to monitor his sugar intake," my mother assured the nurse as she signed the forms. "Thank you for your help, we really appreciate it."

The nurse smiled and floated the clipboard and pen back to her cart before reaching down into the bottom section of the cart and using her horn again to pull out a lollipop. I smirked as she held it out to me, "Isn't this a bit contradictory?"


She gave me a look, but laughed as she shook her head, "Do you want the lollipop or not?" she said as she went to pull it away. But I quickly stopped her, I never said I didn't want it. I would never turn down sweets, unless it was chocolate, a lot of chocolate is not something I could eat all the time.

"Let's not get too hasty now," I said as I stretched my hooves outwards.

The nurse chuckled and handed me the lollipop. "Just make sure to brush your teeth after," she said with a smile.

"Will do," I said, grinning as I unwrapped the lollipop and popped it into my mouth. The sweet taste of cherry filled my taste buds, making me forget about the physical and the extra tests for a moment.

My mother and the nurse continued to chat for a bit, discussing the details of my treatment and the follow-up appointments I would need to have. I tuned them out, focusing on my lollipop because I never did like listening to medical jargon, even as an adult. It was up there with math and physics in the things that I hated having to listen to. So I savored the lollipop as I thought about what I was going to do when I got back home.

Finally, the nurse finished up her assessments and left the room. My mother turned to me and gave me a smile. "All done," she said. "Let's get out of here and go get that ice cream."

I grinned, before getting up and moving to hop off the bed, only for Mother to catch me mid-jump and hold me in her hooves. I looked up at her with a head tilt, "I'd rather you rode on my back," she said as she shifted me around and plopped me down onto her back.

I chuckled at her choice of transportation, but I was grateful for it nonetheless. It felt nice to be carried by her like this. I wrapped my hooves around her neck and held on tight as she walked out of the hospital room and down the hallway.

As we walked, I couldn't help but notice the other ponies in the hospital. mostly nurses and doctors and the patients were mainly all royal guards, which I guess was reasonable because this hospital was literally inside of Canterlot castle. But I shook my head and shifted my position on mothers back.

Then a thing popped into my head as mom briefly asked for directions from one of the many nurses, I placed a hoof to the lollipop stick I kept in my mouth and pulled it out. There wasn't anymore of the lollipop remaining since I'd eaten it already, but biting on the sick weirdly felt nice

"Question," I said as mother pushed open a rather large double door and out into a vast shift in scenery. The white and sterile hospital setting being replaced by the regal and expensive looking interior of the castle.

"Answer," mother giggled as she walked. To which I rolled my eyes in amusement.

But I got to my point,"Where's Spitfire?" I questioned as I finally came to notice the lack of a loud and boisterous yellow pegasus.

"Uh, not sure," mother said with a small shrug. "She was at the hospital in the beginning but later said that she had to speak with Princess Celestia, and I haven't seen her since."

Oh, right. I forgot about her whole job.


"Sounds like a hassle," I said in response. To which mother nodded, "with the princesses? Oh, one hundred percent."


As we made our way out of the castle, the sun was shining brightly, and a cool breeze blew through the air. It was the perfect day for a little adventure. We walked down the cobblestone path and passed the royal gardens, where the flowers were in full bloom and the birds were singing sweetly. Very disneylike.

"We could always go to that one ice cream parlour we frequented, they always had good ice cream," I said, breaking the peaceful silence.

"That's a great idea," mother replied, smiling at me.

"Awesome!" I exclaimed, feeling excited at the prospect of trying something new.

We walked through the town, taking in the familiar sights and sounds, and soon arrived at the ice cream shop. It was a quaint little place with a sign that read "Sweet Treats" in bright, bold letters.

As we walked inside, the sweet aroma of freshly made ice cream filled our nostrils. The shop was bustling with customers, all eager to try the delicious treats on offer.

"What flavor are you getting?" I asked mother, eyeing the menu board. I expected vanilla.

"I think I'll go with chocolate fudge," she said, looking at me. "What about you?"

"I'm not sure," I replied, scanning the menu. "Maybe strawberry or vanilla."

As we waited in line, I couldn't help but feel grateful for this moment with my mother. It was nice to spend some quality time together and forget about the stresses of life for a while.

Finally, it was our turn to order, and we each got a double scoop cone with our chosen flavors. Mom plopped me down on a seat and handed me my cone before moving to sit across from me.

"This was a great idea," mother said, smiling at me.

"Maybe we can come here again sometime," I said as I savored my ice cream. It was unbelievably good. I'd definitely go through the effort of taking a train from ponyville to canterlot for this ice cream.

"Definitely," she said, taking another bite of her ice cream. "And who knows, maybe Spitfire will join us next time." She said as she looked up and past me before grinning.

I mirrored her grin at the thought and took another bite of my ice cream, feeling grateful for this moment of simple- !!!

"Who says I'm not already here?" A familiar scratchy voice whispered in my ear before wrapping her hooves around me and lifting me up. A surprised squeak left my mouth as I clutched my ice cream and looked up at the grinning sight of spitfire.

"Spitfire! You scared me," I said with a laugh as I dangle in her grasp.

"Where did you even come from?" I said as I felt my heart beat a mile a minute at the surprise. Did she follow us here?

"I got done talking with the Princess and was on my way back to see you guys when I spotted the both of you leaving the castle," she said as I lifted up my cone to her.

"You scared the absolute," I paused. "Fuzz out of me," I chose to say. Didn't want to get hit with that motherly look from mom.

"I know, it's my specialty," she replied, still grinning from ear to ear. "So, what are you guys up to?" As she sat down on the chair I was sitting on, plopping me down onto her lap as she looked at mother.

"We were just getting some ice cream," I replied, pointing to my cone. "Want to join us?"

"Absolutely," Spitfire said, her eyes lighting up at the sight of the ice cream.