Medical Procedures

A few loose strappings encompassing Spitfire’s flaming yellow head and mane were yanked off, and the owner of the protective eyewear promptly dropped her patchy goggles to the table before her. “We hit some sort of dust storm while flying low, right below Cloudsdale, headed across the desert. Wasn’t that bright of an idea, but we knew what we were in for when we pushed ourselves forth.”

Zecora nodded while continuing her work. Across from the still dirt-ridden mare sat the owner of the hut, and in front of her laid a few small pieces of paper, leaves, and some Polifern. It was slowly broken up by her hooves, and was left there to rest while a mortar clanked away next to it.

The zebra looked up momentarily to say, “Pardon my lack of attention for small talk.” She looked down, and then finished, “This mistake of mine has left me in a mental block!”

Spitfire sighed, and decided to get some straightforward answers. “I’ll ask this as calmly as I can…” She leaned her frame upwards, and looked at the mare across from her with a stern eye. “What are the properties of the Polifern you intended to give to Rainbow Dash.”

Taking a deep breath, Zecora voiced, “It isn’t instant… Some books might lead one to believe that, but it’s just not consistant. Let me take a moment to explain; sit down so we may chat.”

Zecora lit a few candles as she spoke, and with rather complicated detailing, she pronounced her month-old plan to the pegasus. Her tweaks to the Polifern flower were simple, and should’ve worked. In order for the effects to fully kick in, it would need to be around somepony for a grand total of at least twenty four hours before immunity would set in.

In other words, if Rainbow wasn’t around the flower for at least a full day and night’s time, it wouldn’t work out correctly. Not only that, but this particular flower was made so that she’d be immune to the uniform’s powers for a month, not just a simple day, or trip to and from the clinic. It was designed to be fool-proof, and yet, something went wrong.

“The only thing that could’ve gone wrong,” Spitfire said seriously, “is that Twilight didn’t actually deliver my present! Are you absolutely sure you got that care package to Rainbow’s room?”

Zecora averted her eyes and set one of her beakers down next to her chipped, wooden pastel. “I… hired another to help us out… It would have given me away if I did it myself, no doubt! I watched from the window, where they wouldn’t see me. I watched as Twilight Sparkle herself accepted it and took it from his hooves with glee.”

Spitfire huffed. “Then you’re not to blame… But still, this is a disaster… You don’t think this is all natural, do you?”

The two companions looked at one another sharply, and critically. Then, they shook it off, disagreeing with the strong possibility outright. The more they sat there, the more likely it’d seemed that their first judgement was the correct outcome, and that somehow, Twilight never did deliver. Either that, or something went wrong with the Polifern itself.

Meanwhile, with Zecora and Spitfire coming to a conclusion and continuing on with what they’d be doing to resolve Spitfire’s problem, Twilight stood in the Ponyville Clinic’s wardrobe room, looking over Rainbow’s work saddle. Inside was the water she’d packed away herself, but now, something devious overcame her.

She wasn’t at all sure why this seemed amusing at the time, for at any other moment before her and Rainbow going steady, she wouldn’t dream of doing something so sinister, but this spell was one in which she simply had to try out. After all, physical spells are the best kinds. A little of her magic sprinkled through the container holding the water within, and the deed was done.

“Rainbow is my servant, after all.”

Now all she had to do was wait for her mare to come, and undoubtedly go straight for her bag. Once in the dressing room found behind the wardrobe, she’d see her drink sitting on the table, shrug, and start guzzling. With nothing better to do at the moment, Twilight decided to return to the front desk to sit with Rainbow before their fun began.

“What took you so long?” Rainbow asked as Twilight rounded the white corner.

“Hey, I was busy seeing what Nurse Redheart wanted.”

Rainbow nodded. “Yeah, and Dr. Stables back there got my delivery as well…”

Twilight sat down, and then checked the clock found on the left wall. “Quarter to our off-time…”

Rainbow sighed, “Then we go home… and do what? Train, or…?”

Twilight nodded. “Yes, we’ll train, and the ‘other stuff’ will have to wait for… sooner or later.”

“Huh?”

“Evening girls,” Nurse Redheart said while rounding the corner, and just in time, too. At the same time, she seemed to be heading home early. Not five seconds later, after she left through the front door, Dr. Stables came out, his eyebrow raised. “Was that…?”

Both mares simultaneous chanted, “Yep!” With that, he thanked them, turned into his office and retrieved the diary. To keep it out of sight from Twilight, he went ahead and wrapped it in cloth, then headed out, but just before rounding the corner, it occurred to him that it wasn’t just Rainbow confirming Nurse Redheart’s whereabouts. So, he looked back to check on Twilight, but merely got a pleased smile from her. “Need something?”

“Mmh, no… You girls can leave whenever you’d like. As for myself, I’ve got somewhere to be. Night, Twilight, and you too, Rainbow.”

As they left one another, Twilight began shuffling together her papers, and then instructed Rainbow to go on ahead without her, and that she’d be around soon enough. “Are you sure? I can wait,” Rainbow replied.

“No, no… I’ve gotta put these files away.” It was a spontaneous excuse to stay behind, but it worked nevertheless. “You go on ahead, and I’ll catch up.”

Rainbow nodded, but she could tell Twilight was up to something. Yet, without any hard evidence, she had no choice but to accept the arrangements, and began walking down the hall. At first, when she entered, her first inclination was to take off her hat, followed by the suit she wore, but it’d been a fairly hard day, and the bottle of water sitting by her bag on the table was calling her name.

With a powerful grasp, she grabbed the side, and allowed the running water to pour smoothly down her throat. It tasted fresher than ever before, though, which in turn almost made her cough. She stopped for what must’ve been a minute’s time, and just stood there for what seemed to be a few seconds, when actually, it would ultimately end up being well beyond a mere couple of minutes.

Something felt different, but not in a bad way. Her whole body soon became limp, and the more she thought about how irregularly paced her heartbeat seemed to sound, the lower her frame got. In seconds, she’d be lying on the floor, overwhelmed by how sensitive her body now felt.

Twilight came in, but still, Rainbow stayed flat on the ground, her eyes closed comparatively to that of a snoozing kitten. She was wide awake for this, however, and proved it by asking, “What… did you do, Twilight?” She smiled before resuming, “I feel… so relaxed. I’ve never been more calm in my life.”

Twilight laid herself down next to her mare, smirking under her breath. “It’s a spell that’s designed to enhance sexuality.” As her muzzle kissed Rainbow’s folded ear, she began wrapping her right hoof around the pegasus's lower legs gently, and slowly, so that her love wouldn’t become startled. Not that she could even move, that is.

“But, why?”

Twilight took a deep breath, enjoying the pegasus’s scent. “Because…” She was tempted to explain their recent bet, but lost track of her words. “I love you, Rainbow Dash…”

They remained in the calming silence like this, with Twilight mildly teasing Rainbow into a serene climax. It was barely felt, though, for how could she feel this when her whole being coursed with the same sensations?

All the while, Twilight just kept on kissing away at Rainbow’s neck, kneeling down, and whispering sweet romances to her. Every now and then, she’d have to move aside the front of Rainbow’s mane, if only to see her mare’s lovely grin. Her eyes remained shut, but Twilight could tell, her spell had done the trick quite well.

In what must’ve been an hour’s time, Rainbow came twice, but those were nothing compared to how harmonious her entire body was feeling. As for Twilight, she furtively felt nearly the same: collected. It was as though neither could understand the outside world anymore, and all that mattered was how heavenly they regarded themselves.

They woke up four hours later, in a small heap, on the cold tile floor, snuggling with one another. Twilight got to her hooves first, and backed away from her friend. A dark sensation washed over her while watching Rainbow get up. Her shoulders rose first, followed by her head, and then, a hoof held onto her temple.

“R-Rainbow… I’m so sorry.” The unicorn turned around with teary eyes. “I… drugged you, blatantly…”

The only thing keeping her from uttering more stupidity was the warm hug she suddenly received from behind. “Shut up, book worm… I loved it, and I love you, too.”

Those comforting, blue hooves tugged her backwards a bit, and while they caressed the tufts of fur on the unicorn’s chest, she asked, “You’re… not mad at me?”

“How could I be?” Rainbow asked slowly. “You made me feel… so awesome. It was almost unreal.”

Twilight’s mouth just hung open slightly, but in time, it formed a smile of her own. “You’re so good to me…”

“Ditto,” Rainbow replied. “... We should probably head home. Spike and Owlicious will be worried that we stayed out so late.”

Twilight nodded, and then held onto one of the hooves that was still wrapped around her torso. “I suppose you’re right…”

In little time at all, they’d end the lavish hug, and start packing up yet again. They'd hardly even noticed the uniforms they still wore, but discarded them once everything else was ready to go. The bottle of tampered water sat on the table, and that was tucked away within Twilight’s personal saddlebag. “We’ll definitely wanna use this later on, huh?”

Rainbow looked at it for a moment or two before it was put away, and agreed. “Definitely! Just, don’t surprise me like that… I know I’m your 'slave' for a week and all, but c’mon, Twilight.” She offered a worried smile, and then pecked Twilight’s marginally blushing cheek before they left the changing room completely.

The walk home would be a short one, for time ticked faster now, especially for Rainbow. Though, even with the spell worn off, she still felt safe and secure, but little did she know, that was because of Twilight close company. Even as they walked into the shady lobby, with Rainbow still feeling disoriented, she walked by the bouquet she feared so.

Many times had she seen this vace sitting comfily by the window sill, and never had she paid much attention to it. That was good in Twilight’s opinion, because only just now was the household owner starting to connect the dots. With her magic, she made sure to disperse it from eyesight. It would now be found underneath the tree house, inside the celler, and away from Rainbow’s presence.

Twilight became a little curious towards Rainbow’s allergies that evening. In the hospital room, she appeared strict about which types of flowers she could come into contact with, and besides that, Rainbow had walked by those bundles of petunias, carnations and tulips more times than Twilight could count.

Then again, everytime she did so, she was much more focused on her friend than anything else, including training. “Maybe that’s why she never had a bad reaction,” Twilight said at the bottom of the stairs. “It’s probably a mental allergic reaction...”

Rainbow glanced down from the top to ask, “Hmm?”

Sheepishly, Twilight responded, “Oh, nothing." Then, they'd both fell asleep upstairs. Rainbow was too worn out to even fly, so she'd share the room with Twilight, or more placidly, the bed. It goes without saying that Twilight didn't mind this at all.