Pandemic Alert

"Daddy? What's that?" The young colt asked his father, who was at his desk.

"Haha, nothing to worry over son. Its just the equipment I use for my job. I'm currently working a cure for a certain uncurable disease. I just need to find out why the pathogen targets the immune system ..." He continued to his work, and the young colt cocked his head to the side, not knowing about twenty-five percent of what his father had just said.

The young colt walked around his father to see what he was doing more clearly. He noticed his father working with test tubes, and a microscope. He saw his father looking into the microscope, then writing down his findings. He was happy to have a doctor as a father. Even if at times other ponies would make fun of his father for thinking of the impossible, but he believed in him. He knew his father would one day get the title of 'Most Famous Doctor in Ponyville'. He didn't let anyone make fun of his father. he would always tell ponies of how his father saved him from a bad virus-even though he had no idea what a virus was at time- but ponies would still laugh. he didn't let any of this get to him.

He then coughed up blood.

"Oh dear, the virus seem to be entering you again. Here," His father got a bottle from the top self, and magically opened. He got a spoon, and poured some of the purple liquid onto it. He then gave the spoon to his son to drink it. "Drink it, and it won't be able to enter you again in about a year."

His son took the spoon and drank his medicine. "Yuck! How many more times do I have to drink this yucky medicine?"

"One more time, and that'll be it, I promise,"

"OK," the young colt started to leave his fathers office

"Oh, and Blood Cross ..."

"Yes daddy?"

"Please stop worrying about me, I'll be fine. I won't let this sickness beat me OK?"

"OK, daddy,"

"That's a good lad, now go play outside with some of your friends,"

~Eleven years Later~

Blood Cross was walking back home from school. His father had enrolled him into a medical school, in hopes that his son would soon join him in his line of expertise. Blood Cross had just learned about how to treat almost every diseases, and how each one can enter the body. Also on how your body reacts to most of them. His father had become more sick everyday, at times Blood Cross thought it was the same sickness that had plagued him two years ago, but his father kept telling him that he had gotten rid of it. Blood Cross thought that his father was just trying to spare his feelings about his father potentially dying, so he decided to look into the disease. Thanks to the equipment his father had gotten him when he turned fifteen, he was able to experiment with this disease. We he got home, he said hello to his mother, then went to his parents room to check on his dad.

"Hey dad..." He started, "How are you feeling today?"

"I'm fine Blood Cross, just a little tired today ..."

"Your always tired ... and sweating," Blood Cross told his dad.

"It's fine, the cure I'm working on will be ready in a month. after that, I'll be as good as new," He replied with a little cough.

"But dad, I can create the cure in a da-," He was cutt off.

"I know son, but things like this takes time. You have to be sure it's safe to use before it's finished, and take your time coming up with a cure. Now please son, I'm fine, I refuse your offer for your cure, and please leave me be for a couple of hours," His father pulled the covers over the over his head, and fell asleep. Blood Cross headed to his room. He swung his backpack on his bed, opened it with an opening spell, then got out some papers from it. He walked over to his desk to leave the papers there. He then opened his black box that contained all his equipment, then began to set up his little station.

"Let's see ... maybe the virus inside dad is targeting the immune system, so its got to be the disease he was trying to cure eleven years ago ... Or is it targeting something else. No, its got to be targeting his immune system. He keeps coughing all the time. OK, let's see,"

Blood Cross started working on his cure up until three in the morning. He had 'finished' his cure, but know the tricky part was getting his dad to take it. He knew he couldn't just walk up to him and say 'Here dad, I made the cure for you in a day like I said. Can you try it out for me to see if it works?' Hell no! He had to sneak it. His dad was going to have his morning tea at nine, so he could probably mix the cure with his dad's tea ... Yes that was the best idea he had. Now he just had to make sure that his dad wouldn't notice. He couldn't make the tea, and then mix it. Then his dad would know that he's up to something. Maybe he could just pour it in his tea when his dad isn't looking, but then he would have to be fast enough to actually mix it as well. Shit ... this may be harder then I thought ... He thought to himself.