At The Weakest

It was a sunny day in the small town of Ponyville. The townsfolk did what they usually did in the afternoons: Gathered at Applejack's for  apple juice.

Applejack would talk about customers or the lack thereof these days, The Cutie Mark Crusaders would occasionally fight about the things they cant do to get a cutie mark, and Granny Smith was ranting on about how the fence around the barn was broken again. She turn to Big Macintosh and told him to go repair it later, because there was only one of them that could have done it, and Granny Smith doubted it was Pinkie Pie.

Pinkie's ears weren't hearing her though. Pinkie's thoughts were elsewhere.

"Has anybody seen Soarin today?" Pinkie asked.

Applejack walked up with a tray of apple juice. "He was here this mornin'. Asking if ah had any ginger ale for an upset stomach." She explained.

Twilight looked up from her newspaper. "Is he sick?" Twilight asked.

"Couldn't tell ya." Applejack replied. "He was looking a little pale, though."

"I'll go check on him in a little while." Twilight promised. "But I hope he isn't getting sick again."

Everyone went quiet. Soarin had gotten sick three other times that year, and it was only June.

Twilight looked over to tell Pinkie Pie something, but she'd already ran off.

After a twenty minute search, Pinkie found Soarin in his office just right outside Ponyville. Soarin was coughing and sneezing, but trying to do paperwork.

"Heya Soarin!" Pinkie greeted happily.

"Hey Pinkie Pie. How are you?" Soarin asked in between coughs.

Pinkie tilted her head. "I'm good. You dont sound too good. Are you ok?" Pinkie asked, concerned for her friend.

Soarin sighed. "I'm fine. Just a few coughing spells. I just hope Rainbow won't find out. She'll just baby me ... Thats what's she's done every time I've gotten sick." Soarin said hoarsely.

"Well, good luck! I got to go. Applejack wants me to go check on the barn. See ya later!" Pinkie said, always energetic and optimistic.

"Bye Pinkie." Soarin said while coughing again. He stared at the wall. This was the fourth time he'd gotten sick this year! He hated it. He'd never used to get sick like this, and whenever he was, Twilight and Dash would keep him from the track.

He coughed again, hard, and this time it stung.

"Oww." He croaked after he'd stopped. At this point, he almost wouldn't mind Dash babying him.

Speaking of, his door creaked open and Dash walked in. Her purple eyes were sparkling in the sunlight

"Hey, Soarin." She said, kissing him on the cheek. Then she noticed that his skin was really hot. "Soarin, you're burning up!" She said, concern evident in her voice.

"So? Just a little fever and a cough won't kill me, Rainbow." Soarin said stubbornly.

"You're coughing too? Well, it can get worse and you'll have to waste more of your training time to get better." Dash said. "You should get checked out. Make sure you're not coming down with something too bad."

Soarin groaned. "Rainbow Dash, please don't tell Twilight." He pleaded in between coughs.

"Don't tell Twilight what?" Twilight asked, Entering the room and coming up behind Dash.

'Oh… This day keeps on getting better and better!' Soarin thought sarcastically.

Dash looked back at Soarin. "Well, feel Soarin, Twilight. He's burning up!"

Twilight put his hoof on Soarin's forehead and took it off. "You're so hot!."

"Umm… Twilight… This just got awkward…" Soarin said shifting on his tires.

"You know what I mean." Twilight said irritably. "Go back to your room and get some rest. Rainbow Dash, can you watch after him?"

"Sure Twi. Come on Soarin." Dash said while smiling at him.

"Soarin, if you still have a fever in the morning, you're not racing." Twilight called after him.

Soarin groaned and followed Dash to his bedroom in his office where he doesnt sleep on it that often. The blazing sunlight hurt his eyes. He ached all over and was glad when he lied down on to his bed. He closed the blinds. He felt better while laying down.

"Hey Soarin. I know something that will make you feel better." Dash said while smiling.

"What? Letting me race again?" Soarin asked, eagerness in his voice.

"No silly. I'll show you." She said. She came over to Soarin and cuddled up against him. "Does this make you feel better?"

"Ohh… Absolutely." Soarin said, his eyes half closed. Dash pulled the blanket up over then, and Before they knew it, they were both asleep.

Twilight came to Soarin's office that night, considering he hadn't seen Soarin or Dash since they went in there together.

He opened the door to the bedroom and saw the cutest site.

Soarin and Dash cuddled up together sleeping.

Twilight chuckled at them. "Love birds." Twilight said out loud and let them sleep. Neither of them would admit it, but they were in love. They spent nearly every waking moment with the other. They were always on the phone when Soarin was away at the track.

It wasn't until recently that the townsfolk and Twilight herself had noticed Soarin start holding Rainbow's hoof when they were near each other. They'd usually keep contact for about ten seconds before one would pull away.

Twilight decided to wake Dash up. She needed to talk to her.

She walked over to the side of the bed she'd fallen asleep on.

Twilight shook his head. Very unhealthy for Dash to be this close to Soarin. He was sick. If he came down with something awful, it'd be better if Dash didn't have to catch it too.

"Rainbow Dash?" Twilight said softly.

She stirred and opened her eyes. "Yeah, Twi?" Sally blinked a few times. "What's going on?"

"Come with me." She said, opening the door.

Dash reluctantly left Soarin's side to follow Twilight out into the cold night air. She glanced back at the clock. It was 8:21. She'd been asleep for three hours!

"Was I really asleep that long!"

Twilight chuckled. "Yeah. You and Soarin were in there long enough for a few, erm, questions and suggestions to arise from the townsfolk."

Dash blushed. "Oh good grief."

They walked over to Applejacks, and settled for apple juice.

AJ brought them each a glass of apple juice, then she walked back in her house.

"So what did you want to talk to me about, Twi?" Dash asked, taking a sip of juice.

Twilight cleared her throat. "You being in the hospital many times, could you do me a favor?"

Rainbow's brow furrowed in confusion. "Go on.."

"I need Soarin's health records." She told her. "You'd need to find out who his doctor was, or contact his parents, and get the papers."

Dash nodded and pushed away her empty glass. "I can do that. Why though?"

Twilight sighed. "There's something strange about him getting sick for the fourth time since January. There may be some deeper illness going on, and I have a few ideas about it. I need to see his health records though to be sure."

Dash nodded in agreement, then after bidding everyone goodnight, she was about to head off to bed, when Twilight stopped her.

"Rainbow Dash, if anything strange happens to Soarin. If he develops any more symptoms, come get me. I don't care what hour of the night, or where I am. Get me."

Dash, fear in her eyes, nodded. "Twilight?" She asked hesitantly. "Is Soarin...Going to be okay?"

Twilight looked her in the eyes. "I hope so."