Timidwings

"HOAAHAH!!" Timidwings sucked in a massive amount of air. He lay on his side in the sand, shivering. He blinked water out of his eyes and looked at his saviour.

Fluttershy. It was Fluttershy.

She said something to him, but he couldn't hear her. The impact with the water left a ringing sound in his ears. He tried to read her lips but all he caught was "stay here, I'm going to" before Fluttershy trotted off. He wanted to rise and thank her, he wanted to nod his head 'okay', but he couldn't. All he could do was accept defeat. He slipped into unconciousness.

He woke up in the Ponyville hospital as a nurse stepped over to him with an IV tube in her mouth. She stuck it in his leg, and he fell asleep promptly.

He dreamed of the past, the reason why he came to Ponyville to make clouds. He never wanted to press clouds out of a factory, he had dreams.

He was hovering over his own shoulder. A blur stepped towards him, screaming something at him. He couldn't understand what it wanted to tell him. The blur lashed at him, and he watched from behind, feeling every hit. The copy of him fell, and the blur noticed him for the first time. It struck him directly, and he woke.

"Ah!" The pain of the dream was all to real, he stung on his side, and realized it was bandaged. He wasn't attacked by a creature, he was hit with lightning. It was a burn.

He looked around the room. It was white, with a single machine pumping clear liquified medicine into his leg. He had almost no strength, but fought his weakness to lift his head. No one was in the room, and the lights were off outside his door. "It must be nighttime." he thought.

His head slammed back into the pillow as he used the rest of his accumulated strength. A single feather fluttered across the room, and he followed it with his eyes until he fell asleep.

The same dream again. The blur came out of the shadows, but this time it was... cleaner. Timidwings could see the blur's rough shape, and saw that it had four legs. He also saw that something was coming out of its mouth.

It flew forward and attacked the past version of himself again, striking him to the floor. The blur turned and where Timidwings assumed the eyes were was glowing red. It struck him and his eyes flew open.

He turned and saw Fluttershy laying on the couch waiting for him to get up. She looked up at him and saw he was awake.

"How's your burn?" She asked.

"It feels better." He told her.

"You were restless the whole time. You tossed and turned, and when I tried to feel your forehead with my hoof you flinched." She said.

"I love you." Timidwings said. He wasn't even thinking, but he was sort of happy that he finally got that out to her.

Suprise registered on her face, but she quickly replied.

"I love you too."