It's been a while since Flitter's been with me. And now would be a perfect time to get up to date with her. But I'd figured she could start the conversation. That resulted in a silence that Flitter broke not long after. "So I heard about some nightmares you've been having." And now, our conversation suddenly got going.

"Oh yeah. I've been having the same nightmare every single night for the past near two weeks that I've been conscious."

Then through the door came another blue pegasus. It wasn't Cloudchaser that was for sure, since the pegasus that came through the door had a blonde mane that wasn't all over the place. "Hello!"

I just waved. "Just out of curiosity, who're you?"

The blonde maned pony looked pretty pleased to answer the question. "I'm Cloudkicker. I'm one of the ponies that visits here to see how Flitter's doing. I also escort visitors that don't have routine visits." That raised another question in me.

"So, is this Flitter's national recovery contribution?"

Flitter shook her head. "No. This is actually a job I've had for the past year now. There are six other ponies that come here in different days of the week around this time of day. The routine visitors are Cloudkicker, Rainbow Dash, Spitfire, Soarin', Fleet Foot, Cloudchaser and Streak Jinx."

My eyes shot open when Flittler said that last pony's name. That was my mother. How'd she not tell me this when she last visited for Hearth's Warming Eve? I really hoped she wasn't informed I was unconscious for two and a half months. There'd be no telling what may've happened to her if she was. I put my hoof over my mouth over the thought. But then my mind shifted to the second to last name that was mentioned. Cloudchaser. She was part of the visiting staff for Flitter? If only I came another day. I then saw a hoof above me.

"Hello? Equestria to Jostle Jinx!" I looked up and it was Cloudkicker. "I was worried there for a second. You were staring up at the ceiling and-"

I stopped her. "No worries. I was just deep in thought. So, about the whole visiting thing, that is pretty interesting. a few names you said are definitely familiar. Rainbow Dash was the one who brought me that first pack of water bottles, Cloudchaser practically brought me here and that last one is my mother."

"Well, I hope you enjoy your day here. Gotta run. Duty calls. Bye Flitter. Bye Jostle Jinx."

I stopped Cloudkicker again. "Wait. How'd you know my name?"

"Oh, Streak told me about you. Any more questions?"

"No. Carry on." I waved goodbye. It was much easier than doing that with Cloudchaser.

I turned to Flitter. Flitter just walked up to me and started tucking her wing under me, which felt unnoticeably uncomfortable but I glanced back at her, who was now glancing at my flank. "Say, just wondering if you've gotten your cutie mark yet?"

"What're you talking about? I still have mine. Right?"

Flitter shook her head. "I don't see one."

I sat up and looked at my flank, expecting the same mark as before, a hydraulic plate. But what I saw instead was nothing. I gasped. "My cutie mark. No!" My vision started form web-like color patterns as I started tearing up again. "I hope I didn't lose my special talent."

Flitter looked puzzled. "Are you sure it works like that? Because I sure am not. I may have to get a report on what the environment was like when the Wonderbolts found you." The Wonderbolts found me? Not Cloudchaser? Well, the Wonderbolts have been a huge success for the past three decades. I found that to be no surprise.

Author's Note

Why is it revealed now that Jostle Jinx has become a blank flank?

He was in a hospital bed for two weeks almost non-stop. He never noticed that his cutie mark disappeared because it disappeared the day he lost consciousness. The nerves that held the cutie mark had succumbed to the vibration frequency that surpassed the limit of the rate that nerves send messages. It will also explain what other effects on Jostle Jinx's body ensued.