Sweetie skulked her way to the hospital, keeping as silent as possible for being a member of the Rainbow Dash fan club she knew well of the famous pegasus’ hearing capabilities. She was unsure of just how many shots left she had, though she knew somehow that she definitely had enough. She peered through some bushes and prepared herself, as she knew Rainbow Dash would have made a swift recovery as she always does and would leave any time now.

This assumption was luckily correct as the blue coated pegasus was in the midst of leaving the hospital, accompanied by one of the doctors. It was almost shameful to see her in this state, as it was very clear she was still injured. This was made very clear by the unfashionable bandage wrapped around one of her wings. Although this only made her more of a victim as who else deserved a bit of fun on such a hot late summer day? Unfortunately, the doctor was blocking the line of sight and so she would have to wait until he got out of the way, and in her patience she couldn’t help but hear them commune amongst themselves.

“Come on Doc, there’s no reason I can’t just fly back home. I mean, it didn’t take this long to heal last time!”
The exasperated doctor restrained himself from an outburst from this repeat patient, who only served to keep him occupied most of the time. “Look, I’d just like to make sure that everything is all right. The last thing I need is you coming back again because you haven’t learned to stop engaging in such reckless activities.”

“Puh-lease.” Rainbow Dash said in an almost sarcastic tone. “Reckless? I know exactly what I’m doing.”

“You nearly took out two trees and entered bear territory. It’s amazing a fractured wing is all you have. Please, if you’re going to leave then at least stay close so that you can come back for a check up. And for your own sake, do not do any activities with that wing, who knows what can happen if you apply any pressure to it.”

“Fine, sure, whatever.”

“I am trying to be very lenient miss, you just have one thing to do and that’s not use this wing. Otherwise it might snap in half or something.”

The threat of a completely bisected wing seemed to really serve as a wake up call for Rainbow Dash, and so with this she snapped her attention to the doctor and with complete honesty she agreed. “Alright Doc, I won’t use this wing for anything.”

This appeared to satisfy the doctor who returned to inside the hospital, although if one listened closely it was quite clear he was gritting his teeth as though expecting that in five seconds he would have to get the mail-ladder to the roof and pick up the wounded pony and her wing.

While nothing that bad would happen, he was at least right because the second he turned his back there was a loud noise unlike any other and he immediately left the building and saw his patient on the ground with a hole in the bandage which bled profusely. At first he simply held his hoof to his forehead before setting and back down. Unfortunately not even this had allowed him to regain his composure in the slightest. His face went red and he decided it was time for drastic action.

“You had one job!” He yelled. “One job! All you had to do was just relax! That’s it, intense supervision for you!” And so he dragged Rainbow Dash back into the hospital by her tail who went with him reluctantly, protesting that it was not her fault.

Author's Note

That bandage was marvelously unfashionable. I guess Dashie wasn't dressing in style that day.