>Day let’s play doctor in Equestria
>You are Dr. Anon, greatest medical man in the world
>Or you are in Equestria at least, since the worst injury so far has been a scraped knee
>Today was a Monday at the hospital, otherwise known as the “Super Scary Day”
>So dubbed by Nurse Redheart
>You sat in the front lobby ready for anything
>And then anything came waltzing through the door like the asshole he was
>The electric sliding doors crashed inwards as a set of two red hind legs slammed into it
“What on earth?”
>Big Mac runs inside somehow not cutting herself on the field of broken glass with Applebloom on his back
>The both of them looked bad, Mac sweating bullets, scared for his sister, and Applebloom looked like a wilted flower, seeming to melt on his back
>”Anon! Ah need yer help, quick! Applebloom was playin’ in the back when she suddenly fell over!”
>You rush over, stepping gingerly through the sea of glass, and gently pick up the small filly
>She was puffy, hot to the touch, and your hands squish into her slightly
>It was almost like a marshmallow stuck in the microwave
>You turn and begin to run to the basement, Big Mac chasing in tow
>As you descend into the hospitals underbelly, he matches your pace. “Listen, Anon, I know we haven’t had the bes’ history, but ah want you t’ ignore that n just save mah lil sister.”
>You simply nod, and turn into the morgue
>It was much cooler down here, and sparkling clean
>No p0ny ever seemed to die here. Was a waste of a morgue
>Opening the door of the large organ fridge, you gently place the warm squishy filly inside, and shut the door
>Both you and Big Mac pant as you watch with bated breath through the glass door, waiting
>And as you watch, you see her skin begin to shrink slightly, hugging her body normally
>Her blush goes away, and he breathing returns to normal
>You send Big Mac to get some ice packs, open the door, and gently feel Appleblooms forehead
“You alright now?”
>She gives a small smile and nods. “Yeah Anon, I’m just tired is all.”
>You smile and giver her a hug.
“Don’t stay out in the sun too long! It’s not good for you.”
>You tell her to rest and shut the glass door
>You hear hooves clop up from behind you. “Thank ya Anon. I don’t know what we’d do without ya.”
>You wave a hand behind you.
“No problem at all friend.”
>Turning you find Big Mac had dressed into a nurses outfit.
>The white coat was stretched across his sweaty body, the short skirt barely covering his ass. The nurses cap was precariously perched atop his head, and he was blushing slightly.
>”Now, I’d like to repay you if ah could Anon.”
>Down in the underbelly of the hospital, nobody could hear you scream
>Stupid marshmallow filles
>Stupid sexy Big Mac
>Stupid stupid stupid