- >Your vision fades in and out constantly
- >Ponies in what appears to be doctor’s outfits swarm around you, giving you water, looking at the gash, taking pictures
- >The gash doesn’t feel like it’s bleeding anymore
- >Then again, it still hurt a whole lot
- >Sometimes when you became conscious, the princess would be at your side, talking to the doctors or taking notes
- >One time she brought in a purple pony that almost fainted herself when she saw you
- >you weren’t sure when you were going to be able to stay awake for longer than a few minutes.
- >Another nap seemed good right now
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- >The child drifted back to unconsciousness. That was the thirteenth time this day
- >The doctors couldn’t do much more that dull the pain and stop the bleeding
- >They didn’t know anything about what he was
- >You sighed, and thought about this fragile little thing
- >Nobody knew what it was. Nobody knew if it was the only one.
- >Nobody knew if this one was going to survive
- >The doctors had said that it had lost nearly 25% of its blood, so it wouldn’t be able to stay ‘awake’ for long periods of time
- >Your thoughts drifted to Shining
- >Damn him! He could have the first to make actual contact with another sentient race, but he decided to throw violence at it!
- >You were going to call him Retard McChildstabber from now on.
- >Yeah. That sounded good.
- >Resting your head against the alien’s chest, you looked at the gash
- >It wasn’t the best stich job you had seen, but the bleeding had stopped and it had been thoroughly disinfected
- >You weren’t sure what this thing was going to do when it was able to walk around
- >But you were certain that it wasn’t going to be as kind to ponies as it might have been
- >You felt it stir beneath you
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- >Your vision was bleeding back in
- >The princess was in your room again. She was looking at you with concern
- >You lifted your arms to her and clung to her neck
- >She seemed surprised at first but she moved closer to your head so your arms didn’t have to move as far
- >Moving your arms off her, you slowly propped yourself up
- >You were in what looked like a hospital, except there were no nurses.
- >You reached for a glass of water on the side table
- >The princess watched as your fingers curled around the glass
- >It was almost she had never seen anything like
- >As you got the glass off the table, you looked at the door
- >The guardspony that hurt you was in the frame
- >You dropped the glass, and it shattered on the floor, spilling its contents over the floor
- >You latched to the princess and buried your face into her neck, screaming and crying into her fur
- >You didn’t want that pony near you again
- >And you hoped that the princess wouldn’t hand you over to him
- >She rested a hoof on your back and started to hum a soothing tune
- >The door slamming was even more soothing

