Medical Procedures

Rainbow Dash came into Nurse Redheart’s room to drop off some papers from Twilight. This was her third time in a row, mainly because if she wanted to get those extra hours with Twilight, she needed proof for the good doctor. She wouldn’t stop coming in for whatever reason until she had what she needed. Luckily, good things come in threes.

“Here you go, ma’am,” Rainbow said with a smile while she gave the nurse a small folder slightly filled with forms. “So, how long have you been here?”

The nurse looked away from her other work, a raised eyebrow, and said, “A long time. Though, what would info like that do for you?”

Rainbow felt her own eyebrow raise, and said, “I just wanted to get to know you better.”

Giggling, Nurse Redheart pulled out a crimson diary from her desk. Across the front was the initials, N.R., some pink glitter lining the letters. “This is my diary, and it’s a special read. It tells my story from the start of my career, and arrives here at some point. Why don’t you simply see the first page?”

Rainbow took the book with both hooves, her eyes almost hurting from the brightness coming off the golden red cover, and opened it after asking, “Why not?”

The book indeed told the tale of Nurse Redheart’s very first day in medical school, but that’s not all it did. Rainbow could almost feel the way Nurse Redheart felt, cold and alone, sometimes lost in the hallways, and failing some classes. Were it not for one stallion stepping into her day on the way home saying he thought she needed his help, Nurse Redheart’s school days would’ve been too much for her to handle.

Rainbow nodded after the read, and could bet money this had everything she needed for Dr. Stables. She returned the diary to the owner, content with what it contained, and left the room shortly there after. Not even before getting back to the front desk would Rainbow begin formulating a plan to borrow the book.

Once she did get back, though, Twilight would catch her attention next. She’d been sitting there, a serious look plastered across her face, all the while, her working… rather clumsily, actually. Jogging to her patients, trying to stay active, going outside at any given moment when it’s the middle of summer, and still seemingly avoiding Rainbow.

“Hey,” Rainbow said as Twilight finished alphabetizing another folder. “Twilight, what’s gotten into you?”

“Hmm?” Twilight asked, looking up from the fresh, new stack of papers. “Oh, don’t worry about me, Rainbow!” She waved a hoof as though it’d be normal. “I’m just… busy.”

The glance down to the desk beside her, and the momentary frown told Rainbow it wasn’t just her being so busy that made her awkwardly moody, too. “Look, Twilight, I’m your friend. You can tell me what you’re working on.”

With a sigh, Twilight said, “No, Rainbow. I really can’t. Tomorrow, maybe even later today, but not right now.”

She returned to her work, furtively checking up on herself every hour or so. It came as a surprise, a reason to celebrate and a means to curse at the sky when Twilight finally reached the point of the day when she needed to undress, for no such problems had yet occurred. In fact, that’s the only problem that had happened all throughout that day.

Everypony instantly became healthy the second they said anything to Twilight, her patient was recovering much more quickly with her being near him, and Twilight was positively spotless regardless of her efforts put forward to stay a little bit more dirty.

After getting undressed, Rainbow came up next to her in the halls, her mane undone. Twilight was getting more and more used to that, even though it’d been taking up space in the back of her mind. “You look different,” Twilight said with a smile.

“Oh, lookie here! Twilight’s smiling for once!” Rainbow hovered up, taunting, “You’ve been a stick in the mud, and you won’t tell me why… Did you have a bad dream?”

“No,” Twilight confessed. “Look, we’ve got training today. I’ve just gotta talk something over with Nurse Redheart, and then it’ll be just you and me. Okay?”

Rainbow floated in front of her, staring suspiciously. She nodded, turned around, and said, “Alright, Twi…”

Before going in, Twilight called back to her, “Rainbow?” The pegasus returned her attention to Twilight to hear her say, “I’m really sorry about my behavior today.”

Rainbow couldn’t stay mad at her; how could she? There stood before her a mare, one of her hooves raised, nervously rubbing the other, her eyes begging for forgiveness, and her head lowered in this overly apologetic fashion. “It’s… cool, Twi. I’d just like an explanation is all.”

Twilight smiled again, something Rainbow wanted to be able to notice a lot more often. “I’ll see you back home?”

“Yeah, sounds like a plan.”

With that, they parted, if only momentarily. Times like that, though; the goodbyes being randomly long, both Twilight and Rainbow realize how much they wanted to be with each other. Shaking that off, Twilight knocked, was invited in, and entered feeling defeated. “Ah, Nurse Twilight,” Redheart teased. “You look as if you’ve discovered very little on the Polifern theory.”

“Read me like a book, why don’t you…” Twilight sat down, huffing in embarrassment. “My uniform works fine, and it’s pretty clear I’m not influenced by Rainbow’s outfit.” She shrugged with a blushing smirk. “I’ve got a powerful crush on Rainbow Dash, and I want more hours with her.”

With a toothy grin, the mare behind the counter asked, “Now, was that so hard?”

She looked away, still smiling. “No, it wasn’t… I’ve just been scared, I guess.”

“Scared of what?” Nurse Redheart asked forwardly. “Twilight, you’ve got a great chance with Rainbow, unlike me and Dr. Stables. I say go for it!”

Twilight was nodding as she listened, but upon hearing Dr. Stable’s name, Twilight asked, “Wait, what about the doctor?”

“Oh, it’s a trivial thing, really. He and I have this little love game of our own going on. All I need is proof that he wants to ask me out.” The nurse leaned her head on her hoof to slouch a little, and continued, “I’d do it myself, but in all my time being here, I’ve never gotten solid evidence of him liking me like that.”

Twilight blinked. Being his secretary, filer, office cleaner, Twilight just so happened to know where he kept a private journal. It was all too possible, and probable that book had the information his assistant needed. “I can get that for you,” Twilight said, her eyelids lowered suggestively.

Nurse Redheart had to think about it, but came to her decision soon enough. “I’ll leave my window open for you. Just sneak in through the lobby. I’ll have you return it once I’m done with it.”

After their little arrangement was set up, Twilight left assuring her new associate she hadn’t anything to worry about. In return for her services, Twilight would be given extra working hours with Rainbow.

Outside, Dr. Stables walked to the door only to be stopped by Rainbow outside holding the door for him. The two walked around to the other side of the building so that they could discuss the plan in privacy. “I’ve left my window open for you. All you have to do is get into Nurse Redheart’s room and get the diary.”

Saluting him like her commanding officer, Rainbow boldly claimed, “I’ll have that Intel ready for you in the morning!”

With that, she flew off. Dr. Stables walked around the corner, headed home. He saw Twilight leave looking much more lively than she did earlier that day. Later on, she met up with Rainbow, ready to try out some magical training.

Rainbow waited outside, sitting in front of the door. Once Twilight showed up, Spike walked out on key with everything they needed ready. Mostly books. “Ah, right on time Spike,” Twilight said.

Rainbow hovered up, whispering to herself, “Creepy…”

Most were pages upon pages of flight and pegasi history, for whatever good that would do them, but on top was the particular book written by Princess Celestia herself. Rainbow swooped down and snatched it up, making Spike wobble a little. “Hey!”

Twilight magically grabbed the others and put them down on the ground. “Thanks Spike.”

He crossed his arms. “I had it under control.”

Opening to some of the first pages, Twilight said, “Stretching, then hovering in mid air for a few minutes, and finally pony pushups-”

“Pony pushups, Twilight?” Rainbow asked, looking at her while holding back a chuckle. “What book are you reading?”

“The one by Princess Celestia.” Rainbow looked more closely at the book Twilight had. It was indeed the book she just took. Rainbow looked at the one in her hooves. “Pegasi History of Cloudsdale. Nice pick, Rainbow,” Twilight joked.

Rainbow got to it reluctantly only after a few more checks with the book. Then, she admitted defeat, and got to the stretching first. After that was hovering. Unfortunately, Twilight didn’t catch Rainbow on the ground, her wings spread slightly, legs and arms rotating cycles of stretching, her tail needing to be moved out of the way so she could move more easily…

No, Twilight was in the house looking over Spike’s work. By the time she’d come out, Rainbow was up above her, floating in one place with this deadpan face. “Twilight, I’m up here,” Rainbow said, after realizing Twilight was walking around aimlessly looking for her.

Twilight turned around, saying, “There you are. How’d the stretching go?”

Rainbow chuckled a little, and muttered, “You missed all the fun…”

In all the time Twilight had spent testing, and researching only to come to a dead end with that, she still remembered the many times she and Rainbow shared. Coming to terms with the fact that her emotions were natural also meant understanding if she wanted Rainbow, she could have her.

Finally, after Rainbow had stayed in the air long enough with Twilight standing next to her, just watching with this pleased look on her face, the mare landed down on the ground, saying, “Next is wing-pushups!”

She did her normal, everyday thing before some special training technique that required Twilight’s magic, but half way through, Twilight stood. “I’ll be right back. I need to get the book.”

“Fifty seven!” Rainbow said. “Alright, Twilight. Don’t be long.”

The door closed behind her, and she thought quickly. Finding the book by Princess Celestia, she turned to the current pages, specifically the one on preening. There was even a small warning depicting certain pegasi to go sexually bonkers. It didn’t say that exactly, but in a subtle way, that’s what it meant.

Then, another book floated by. “Preening the fastest, recommended by Celestia herself…” Twilight had been doing her best to avoid reading these two, but with the fair amount of time going by so quickly, she wondered if studying this could lead to her being too good for Rainbow. Besides that, preening required two, just like a lot of things in the book. “If I didn’t know any better…” Twilight mumbled.

“You’d say that was made for you and Rainbow?” Spike asked from behind.

Twilight turned around, both books clearly visible. “Spike…”

“I’ve read those, actually. I get bored around here… The point being, Celestia sure has a way with writing for couples. Weekly massages, team efforts… Hardly anything in that book of yours is for a solo pony.”

Twilight nodded. “Yeah, I noticed, too… Rainbow and I might come in here… Can I trust you to be out by then?”

Spike blinked, then rolled his eyes. “This because of the uniform?”

Twilight shook her head. “... No, actually.”

Spike nodded. “Alright, but don’t say I never do anything for you.”

With that, he went up stairs, leaving Twilight with her books floating in the air, or more specifically, her choices. She could give in, or she could resist. She could try preening Rainbow’s wings, or train her and say good bye at the end of the day. According to the book, though, it was time for the partner to assist with more physical means. Twilight always went by the book. Would nervousness stop her, even now?