Sneeze the Day

“Wh- where are we?” Applejack uttered, her eyes still partially blinded by whatever light that was. She was laying on the floor. A cold hard floor. It felt like wood. She was about to rub her eyes but something was top of her arm. Or more specifically, sitting on top of it.

“Rarity,” said Applejack, “would you be so kind as to getting off me, please?”

“Oops!” She got off Applejack’s back. “Sorry.”

The two got up off the wooden floor and began taking in their surroundings.

The walls were of a light brown color, there’s an unlit fireplace, some furniture, but hanging off the ceiling were bird ca-

“Fluttershy’s place.” said Rarity.

Applejack nodded. Bird cages, rodent holes, animal feed sacks lying in the corner. Only Fluttershy would hoard this amount of stuff inside an actual home.

“How did we get here?” Rarity said.

Then, a series of faint coughs followed by the louder sound of nose blowing descended from above. Upstairs past the stairs. It had to have come from Fluttershy’s bedroom.

Rarity sighed. “I believe there’s your answer.”

“Thaaaat does not sound like Fluttershy.”

“haaaa-CHOOOOO!!!”

The cottage shook violently, causing the dust to leak from the ceiling and objects lying around to jolt or fall to the ground.

Rarity turned the opposite way, towards the entrance. “Well, let’s be off then.” She then started heading towards the entrance and more importantly, exit of the cottage.

“Whoa, whoa. An’ where do you think you’re going?” Applejack demanded. She placed her hand firmly against the door just as Rarity was about to turn the knob. “If you think we’re just gonna leave him here that he won’t just get up and ruin Twilight and Cadence’s day, then Ah suggest you reconsider this and help me take ca-…” Applejack let out a sigh before grasping the strength to utter, “take care of him.”

Rarity folded her arms and gave Applejack a look. She glanced at the door knob. Then back at Applejack. Then back to the knob. Then back to Applejack before finally saying, “Fiiiiiiiiiiine,” Rarity grumbled, rolling her eyes.

The two quietly walked toward and up the stairs. The latter being harder to keep quiet on due to all the creaking. Having not alerted him, they thought, they continued from the top of the stairs to the bedroom, with the occasional sneezing and the resulting trembling.

Just as they neared the room, Applejack and Rarity stopped and chose to peek their heads from the side to see who and what was inside. The first thing they noticed was all the scrunched up tissue paper on the floor. As they leaned further sideways, they saw a bed. And on that bed was Discord, blowing loudly into his tissue, scrunching it up, and tossing it across the room. Waaay past the trash bin just beside him.

Why didn’t he put them in the bin or better yet, snap all the trash out of existence with his fingers, annoyed Applejack and revolted Rarity.

“Ahhh, my two caring friends!” Discord exclaimed in excitement. The two reluctantly went in the room, trying not to step on the mess he made. He seemed like he was about to jump out of bed and embrace them but he retracted back into his bed. “Now that you two are here, I guess you can get onto being my nursemaids.”

“Nursemaids?” Both raised their eyebrows.

“But you’re not a child.” Rarity explained.

“But he sure acts like one.” Applejack sneered, generating laughs from everyone but Discord.

Discord then impossibly stretched his arms across the room to reach a large dictionary, brought it to himself, and turned to the specific intended page. “You’re right, ‘nursemaids’ by definition are just women who take care of kids.” He closed the book and sent it away to some void. “Perhaps, what I meant was… nurse and maid.” He grinned devilishly. All of a sudden, his grin was replaced with an expression of him about sneeze. Applejack and Rarity instantly covered their eyes with their arms from any blinding light.

He sneezed.

But no light engulfed them. They both slowly lowered their arms.

“Oh my,” Discord said, snorting. “I do apologize if you’re at all affected.”

Applejack made a direct threat. “If you infect me with your blue flu, so help me Celestia…”

Discord raised a finger. “I said, ‘affected’ not ‘infected’.” For some unknown reason to the two, his grin reappeared.

As they were puzzled by his resurfaced grin, they suddenly noticed something happening to their clothes. Applejack’s orange shirt was fading to white while her blue jeans started dissolving upwards, showing more and more of her legs. Back to her shirt, it was now all white, her sleeves disappeared, and it was lengthening down to meet her dissolving trousers above her thighs. Her brown shoes turns into white stilettos, increasing her height by 4 inches. And the last change was her iconic hat being changed into a white cap with a red cross on it. When the changes were complete, Applejack found herself wearing a rather skimpy white nurse uniform.

Rarity on the other hand also was experiencing a change of attire. But unlike Applejack, Rarity didn’t take long to realize that her clothes were turning into a French maid outfit. Her white long-sleeved shirt has parts of it turn to black. In no time, it had changed into a sleeveless one piece French maid uniform with an open chest area. Because it was a one piece outfit, her knee-length black skirt disappeared. Her legs were covered in a fishnet while her red high heels turned into black. Lastly, a maid cap appeared on top of her head.

“… Apologies.” He said halfheartedly.