"[PiE] Nurse Sunset Shimmer Date Story"
By 8th-Sin (https://pastebin.com/u/8th-Sin)

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Created on: Tuesday 7th of January 2014 08:58:43 AM CDT
Retrieved on: Sunday 9 of May 2021 08:39:30 PM UTC


"Hello, my name is Sunset Shimmer," you say with a cheerful smile as your enter the room, "How can I help?"
>"Wait, the nurse is a pony?"
"A unicorn to be more precise. Now how can I help?"
>Instead of the patient moving on from the topic they insist on pestering you, asking the same questions as the other thousands of patients before this one asks.
>All the regulars have stopped after the first time but the new ones always do this.
>"How can a unicorn be a nurse?"
>"Where'd you come from?"
>"How did you get here?"
>"Are there any human nurses around?"
>"Can you do magic?"
>And to be polite, you answer a few to sate their curiosity before helping them with the reason why they are here.
>Usually it's a blood test or a shot. Sometimes you'll do stitches or a scan of some kind but usually it's needle related.
>You hand in the papers for the elderly woman you just saw to go with her blood test.
>"Here you go Sunset," calls out a doctor as he holds out a form, "the lad in there needs this. Thanks."
>Just as quickly as he's arrived, he's gone. No surprise, everything is always the same.
>You look over the forms and check the details of who you're about to see.
>Anon Ymous, 21, male.
>Weird name but looks like he's new to the clinic, which means more questions.
>You give a soft, sarcastic cheer as you head to the room where Anon is waiting.
>When you walk in, he's sitting up on the bed and kicking his legs like some bored child.
>He gives you a warm smile as you walk over.
"Hello, my name is Sunset Shimmer. Before you ask, Yes I'm a unicorn, I'm clearly not from this world and I'm also a fully qualified nurse. Any other questions?"
>Your tone is a little dry and irritated but you're just too tired to be answering questions.
>"Wait, so, they let unqualified nurse ponies in here?" He asks plainly.
>You do a double take.
"What?"
>"Well, you told me you're a fully qualified nurse, so I was curious if they let the unqualified ones and to you had to reassure me."
"Uh..."
>You stand in daze as you process his joke, his response completely through you off and you were expecting the same old questions.
>"Although, I do have a question but I'll save it for after you've violently stabbed and drugged me," he says with a sly smile.
>A small giggle escapes your lips as you get the needle.
>"My name is Anon."
"I know, it's on the form."
>"I figured but my parents taught me it's polite to introduce yourself to a pretty girl."
>It's impossible for you to stop your face from turning a shade of red that's brighter that the red in your hair so you quickly flip your fringe so cover your face.
>Anon rolls up a sleeve so you can inject him with it.
>"Uh, you know, let's pretend I'm not too good with needles and you countdown until the stabbing."
"Talking works better, why don't you ask me that question to take your mind off it?"
>Your heart skips a beat for a short moment as your heart raises your hopes.
>He's kind of cute, funny and you think he's interested, or at least, you're hoping he is.
>"Is that your natural colour?"
>You push the needle down and as it pierces the skin, you push the plunger and inject Anon.
"Yes."
>"Cool, cool," he mutters as he rubs his arm and your heart sinks.
>You place a cotton ball to absorb the blood and tape it down.
>"Uh, is it alright if I ask another question?"
"You just did."
>"Heh, true. I was wondering if you'd like to go to dinner with me tonight? O-Or another night if you're busy."
>It's lucky you were facing away from him because you couldn't hold back the goofy smile on your face the moment he ask.
>You quickly jot down your address and number before taking a few breaths to calm down and turn towards Anon."Here's my number and address. I'll be ready at 8 tonight."
"Thanks," he says as he takes the paper and leaves.
>When the door closes, you give an excited laugh and jump a few times until the door opens and Anon is there.
>You immediately stop, clear your throat and try play it off while hoping he didn't see.
>"I, uh, forgot the form for the doctor," he says nervously.
>You use your magic to hand him the paper and your heart sinks."He saw, and he probably isn't going to call or show up now," you think to yourself.
>"See you tonight," he quickly comments before leaving.
>Again, you laugh and dance excitedly.
---7:49pm---
>You're staring into the mirror at your dress, unsure if it's appropriate.
>When Anon finally texted you, you asked where you'd be going.
>All he said was, "Somewhere nice. I think you'd look cute in a dress."
>With such a vague answer, you're not sure how to dress.
>Currently, you're wearing a ribbed, fire red dress and your hair is straightened to flow to your left shoulder then curl.
>You look yourself over once more and decide it doesn't work. It looks like you're going to go to a cocktail lounge. "Honestly, who takes someone to a cocktail lounge on a first date? Nobody," you say aloud to yourself.
>Just as you're about to change, there's a knock at the door."7:58pm. Where did the time go? Damn it, I'm not ready."
>You begin to hesitate, unsure of what to do but the second knock decides for you.
>You open the door to Anon who is standing there in a clean, sleek black suit with a purple vest and tie.
>As you look over his outfit you realise you're not dressed formal enough, your heart sinks and lets doubt in.
>"Oh, hey, wow."
"I-I need to change, one moment."
>"Why, you look perfect," he says in a daze.
"Alright, he's smooth, " you think to yourself as your heart flutters.
>"Are you ready?"
