02/29/1228 Dear, Coco Pommel

Dear,
Coco Pommel

Hello, Coco! I was delighted when I saw your letter in my mail. I wouldn’t worry about those hooligans in lower Manehatten like you said, they rarely go that far into the upper-class area but I doubt a boutique would be a very viable target for them. So don’t worry about them, okay?

Oh, and to answer your question, of course. I’d like to think of us as a couple, but can we keep it quiet? I mean Rarity can know if she must, but I have no reason to tell anyone about our relationship. I like it better this way, though. It’s fun to do something out of the ordinary once in awhile, and this is definitely out of the ordinary! In a good way, though.

I suppose you’d like to know more about me, wouldn’t you? Well, let’s start simple like you did. I love roses, specifically pink roses, I don’t know why but they always make me smile and they look so soft and innocent. What else? My favorite color is actually blue. I love looking at water and the sky and adore the rain! When I was a filly my mother and I would go for walks whenever the Pegasi held a light rain without wind.

Hmm… Favorite food? I suppose that would be either potatoes or cabbage, or a cabbage potato stew. It’s hard to tell really. My Dad always ate potatoes and my mother had to cook everything with cabbage. I have literally no idea how I came to loving those two foods so much, even after eating them for so many years.

Coco, I have a question for you. What’s your work schedule usually look like? Mine is generally all day every day, working at the hospital as a nurse. Of course you already knew that.

My schedule is usually somewhere along the lines of this. Weekdays are simple, 7 to 8 A.M. to 4 to 5 P.M. and I’m on call on weekends and after work. Meaning they can call me in for an emergency whenever they need me. Maybe we can work something out and one of us can come see the other, I’d like to see you face to face again. Perhaps Rarity will need your assistance again?

Anyways, I’m not sure what else to say, works been going pretty good, I actually have one mare come in today and thank me. When I asked her why she said it was because of me that her father had had hope and apparently he enjoyed my company and loved to talk to me while he was in the recovery wing.

It was interesting, as soon as she told me about him, I remembered and felt as though I was going to cry. The elderly stallion had to have a heart transplant and he was so scared, I helped him through it and I was his nurse for nearly a month afterward. I’m not allowed to say names, but the stallion lived and finally went home. His daughter apparently heard of me from him and wanted to thank me…

It’s nice to know you make a difference in the world, even when doing something as menial and mundane as talking to a pony. Changing their perspective and their life without even knowing what goes on after the two of you encounter. It gives me a nice warm feeling when I see someone I’ve nursed back to health. Even if it’s something as trivial as walking through the Ponyville marketplace.

You know of Lyra Heartstrings right? If not, that’s fine. Years ago, she barely survived a liver transplant, apparently her original one came with some defects that stopped it from growing properly, I wasn’t a nurse back then, but apparently it was Vinyl Scratch of all ponies who provided her with half a liver, and it works. She recently came in for a checkup and that liver is healthier than ever, it’s almost fully regrown the other half!

Sorry… I kinda went off on a tangent didn’t I? Oh well. Anyways, anything interesting happening there in Manehatten?

Your friend,
Joy Redheart