Darkness. All Sprout could see, was darkness. He didn't know what had happened. The last thing he remembered was tumbling for hours with Izzy Moonbow at the steps of CanterLogic, and then...it all faded to black.
Izzy. Sprout hissed at the thought of her. That mare singlehandedly ruined what was once a reasonable punishment and an opportunity to redeem himself, into a living nightmare. All ending with Izzy knocking him out on the pavement of Maretime Bay.
"Oh great! Now I'm dead thanks to her! Sprout internally groaned. This is the end for him, this was his legacy, dead at the hooves of Izzy Moonbow, forever to be remembered as the cruel irredeemable dictator he once was, to be forgotten by time, left to rot in this purgatory...or so he thought.
Suddenly, Sprout's vision got hazy. He wasn't seeing pitch black anymore, he was beginning to see light.
"Am I going to the great beyond?" Sprout thought as he continued to stare at the light. Although he was dead, at least he's comforted by the fact that Izzy won't be there with him.
Soon, the light Sprout was looking at became more defined, and it morphed into the shape of a...pear? Sprout realized the and there, much to his dismay, that he wasn't going to the afterlife, he was still alive, and the light he was staring at was a lightbulb
Other details of the location started to become more clear in Sprout's vision. White colored walls appeared beside him, an electric fan was just beside the lightbulb, and to his sides he could see railings.
"Railings?" Sprout thought, "Where the buck am I?!?"
Then, Sprout's other senses started to come back as well, more specifically: his hearing.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Sprout heard light beeping noises coming from his left side. He tried to turn to see the source of the sound, but couldn't. His neck felt as stiff as a wooden board, and he was not gonna let that slide. "Grr! Come on, neck! Just move!"
For the next few minutes, Sprout tried to move every part of his body. From his arms, to his hooves, to his stomach, to even his flank. But alas, they acted just like his neck: stiff, immobile, and painful.
"Ah! Why does this feel so painful!" Sprout groaned, still trying to get his neck to move. He kept twisting, turning and groaning, all leading to the same result: endless amounts of pain.
Sprout then decided to look at his body in full instead of just feeling it. He looked down to see mountains of body casts upon his body, from top to bottom. "W-what?! Why am I in a body cast?!" he shouted.
Sprout sighed, "What happened to me..." he sulked. At this moment, Sprout felt like the universe is out to get him ever since Hitch left Maretime Bay to go after Sunny. First he became a cruel dictator due to his own pride and his mother's damaging influence, then he had to do community service with Izzy Moonbow as his supervisor, and now he's in a full blown body cast, unable to move, thanks to said mare. Sprout honestly felt like he shouldn't even try anymore.
Silence befell upon the room as Sprout continued to sulk about his miseries. That is, until he heard a gasp.
Sprout immediately stopped when he heard the gasp. The gasp was high pitched, feminine, and strangely annoying. Sprout felt a sense of deja vu when he heard the noise. He recognized the voice, but he didn't know who the voice was coming from.
"S-Sprout? You're awake?" the voice said, concerned for Sprout's wellbeing.
When Sprout heard the voice a second time, everything clicked in his brain, and all the memories of who the voice was flew back right back in. He knew who the voice belonged to, he knew who was in the room with him, and he dreaded almost every second of it. It was her, it was Izzy Moonbow.
Sprout gulped. The nightmare didn't end, it just took a short break before coming back with a vengeance. Now, instead of being tortured by Izzy in the streets of Maretime Bay, he was going to be tortured by her in a hospital room with no way out, and he dreaded the next few hours.
Sprout forcefully laughed, "Yes, Izzy. I'm awa-" and before he could finish his sentence, he was tackled by Izzy into a bear hug, made even worse with his stiff body cast.
"Oh, Sprout! Thank Heavens you're awake! You won't believe how long I've waited for you to wake up! I'm so sorry that I hurt you a week ago!" Izzy cried, squeezing into the hug even further.
Sprout struggled to breathe as Izzy hugged him, "A-A week ago?! What the actual buck happened to me?!"
Just then, a door slammed open, revealing a brown pony with a black mane and a white doctor's coat. "Miss Moonbow! What are you doing to Mr. Cloverleaf!"
Izzy immediately stopped once she heard the doctor yell at her, "Oh, sorry, Doctor Midnight. Guess I kinda got too caught up in the moment." she then turned to face Sprout, "Hope I didn't hurt you too badly."
"You have no idea." Sprout muttered under his breath.
"Well, now that you're done squeezing Mr. Cloverleaf to death, I would just like to have a small one-on-one checkup on him, if you mind?"
"Oh, no problem at all, Doc!" Izzy smiled, and with a skip in her step, Izzy trotted out the room, humming a small tune along the way.
The doctor trotted up to Sprout's bed. "I hope Miss Moonbow wasn't a bother."
Sprout groaned once more, "I think she broke a few of my bones."
Dr. Midnight lightly chuckled.
"What? Now you're gonna laugh at my pain?"
"Oh no, Mr. Cloverleaf, it's not about that. It's just that Miss Moonbow has been by your side ever since the accident. She even pleaded to be in the operational room, but we had to decline. If she saw what we did inside of there, she would've been scarred for life." Dr. Midnight smiled at Sprout, "You've got a really dedicated friend over there, Mr. Cloverleaf."
"She's not my friend." Sprout muttered.
"Oh, then what is she to you then? Your marefriend?"
"What?! No! She's not my marefriend! We're not even close acquaintances! She's just my supervisor during my community service, nothing more, nothing less, doc!"
Dr. Midnight gave Sprout a suspicious look, "Uh huh. Well, I just came here to inform you that your injuries from the accident were major with a lot of broken bones, so you will need to stay in this hospital for about a month."
Sprout's eyes widened, "A month?! What accident?! Please just tell me what happened to me, doc!"
"Well, don't you remember? Your tumble at CanterLogic caused quite the fracture in your skeletal system, and you also went into a coma back then so maybe that's why your memory is a bit fuzzy." The doctor mused.
Sprout began to panic, "F-Fracture?! How long will I be like this, Doc?!"
Dr. Midnight put his hoof on his chin, "Hmm, if no further injuries happen after you leave, it will probably take about five months before you could walk properly."
"Five months?!" Sprout shouted in shock, "B-but what about my community service?!"
"Ah yes. After your recovery, you will continue from where you last left off, these hospital months won't count as community service hours, Mr. Cloverleaf."
Sprout was in shock at the news, so much so that he couldn't even mutter a single coherent word. Only sputtering out random gibberish from his mouth.
"You shall not worry, Mr. Cloverleaf. It will all be over soon, just be patient. And you will not be alone much longer, Miss Moonbow is going to be by your side for the rest of your stay here." Dr. Midnight comforted
"I was hoping you wouldn't say that..." Sprout muttered.
"Well, I believe our checkup here is done. I will see you tomorrow, Mr. Cloverleaf." Dr. Midnight slowly departed the room, and with a gentle shut of the door, Sprout was left all alone.
"One month...One month in this bucking hospital with her..." Sprout sulked in his thoughts. Not only is he stuck in a hospital, unable to move due to a body cast, and has a low chance of walking again because of his fractured bone structure, but he's stuck in said hospital with Izzy Moonbow.
A single petty tear dripped down from Sprout's left eye, "Why does the universe hate me?"
Yes Sprout, the Universe is to blame for you becoming a dictator. There's no way that it was the result of choices you made.
Mini-rant aside, I loved this chapter. Can't wait to see where this story goes
This went directions I am uncomfortable with.
Hey it's nice to see the story again so apparently Sprouts was definitely injured after the little tumbling so izzy took him to the hospital and he woke up she was so glad that he was okay which was nice but to him it's a living nightmare and when the doctor came in he gave him the news that it will need to recover for a month which this is not what's supposed to happen but unfortunately it did and once again this will be a long month for him well we'll find out how this will go next time
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How so?
I want some feedback so I can improve on later stories.
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It's treading dangerously close to non-con and future Stockholm syndrome. Also the fact his illegally assigned parole officer caused his injuries and is still allowed to visit despite his strong wishes for her to be barred from visiting him. And the fact his sentence hasn't been commuted because of the above.
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Agreed.
Come on Spourty she is a definitely cute pony to have as a marefriend
havent read the story but when i saw the cover, i honestly thought that was sugar belle and big mac
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Izzy has been oblivious of others boundaries in one of the Tell Your Tale episodes, but I see your point. I'll try to lessen Izzy assaulting Sprout in future chapters. I never intended for it to be considered non-consensual assault, I thought it would just be a running gag like Pinkie's overbearingness in G4. Just look at how many times she physically assaulted her own friends without warning.
I also never intended for any Stockholm Syndrome. I intended for Sprout to understand Izzy better as the story goes on and see her less as an annoying nuisance, and more as a caring friend that needs to learn about personal space.
And for Izzy to learn that in any type of relationship, there are boundaries that need to be set. Otherwise you're making someone uncomfortable and not want to be around you anymore.
Thanks for being honest here. Really helps out a ton!
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I haven't seen any Tell Your Tale episodes because of very limited internet and lack of interest. That kinda seems like Teen Titans Go which was mindless pandering to children.
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I found it cute, but to each their own.
Ouch, poor sprout
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Poor Sprout indeed.
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I can see why people might confuse them X-D
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Thanks for reading the chapter. Really appreciate it.
And Sprout blaming the universe for becoming a dictator was more of a writing issue than anything. I rewrote the line to have Sprout blame the universe for his behavior, not his position of power.
I apologize if I made too big of a deal out of one line in a Fanfiction X-D
my prayers were answered yessssssssssssssssss
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UwU
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Nah, you're good. Now that I think about it, if this stories going to be about redeeming Sprout, then I guess it would make since for him to say something like that in the beginning. Oh well
Ooh Sprout, so sorry you have to endure that. š¬
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I get what youāre saying, but thereās one thing thatās completely wrong with your observation:
Stockholm Syndrome is clarified as āa kidnapped victim who falls in love with their captor.ā Sprout was NOT kidnapped by anyone. And if anything, Izzy being there with Sprout is justified because, like you said, sheās the reason why heās there. So, consider this her trying to redeem herself because she genuinely feels bad about hurting him, and is willing to take time out of her day to help him get around.
And as far as how this whole story will play out, itās pretty much Izzy and Sprout getting to know each other while he recovers, and Sprout realizing that Izzy, as well as other unicorns, arenāt as bad as he thought they were.
I get what youāre saying, but youāre completely mistaken regarding Stockholm Syndrome. Thatās just WAY to far.
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The only issue I have is his hospitalization not counting towards his community service, considering it was caused by his supervisor. I feel like 5 months in the hospital should count as time served.
11224918 Because that was not set as conditions for community servers.
in the real world a lawyer could try to get it counted. But this if a fanfic so it's funny if it's not.
11223371 I am interested in seeing how this story will turn out. I do not want to impose any of my thoughts on your story.
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I don't mind people giving me feedback on my work. As long as it's constructive criticism, and not blind praise or blind hatred.
very intersting development
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Let's see where things stand after a few months, I'd say. After all, it was a doctor who told him here, not a judge or a lawyer. Plus, for all his and her faults, I don't think Phyllis Cloverleaf will be very happy with her son effectively getting his sentence tripled just because his wardens happened to break his body in too many places for him to even start properly.
11225289 Thank you if and when I come with constitutive feedback I'll let you know.
11274651 Under stood.