As a certain pink pony tries to sleep in her room in Sugarcube Corner, she couldn’t stop the tears and sobs from escaping every once in a while. Looking down at the dolls in her embrace only made it harder to stop crying. Despite that it hurts a lot, she has to start accepting the reality of her current situation.
“Are ya alright sugarcube?” a voice calls out.
The pink pony looks up and spots Applejack now sitting on the bed she’s lying on. Sighing, she sits up while keeping the dolls close in fear that they might disappear anytime now.
“It’s my fault…”
“It’s NOT your fault!” counters Cheese Sandwich, who’s also sleeping in the room for the night along with Sugar Belle and Party Favor as the three of them move close to comfort the pink pony.
“I-I wish I’d n-never been so s-selfish,” sobs Pinkamena, “t-then she wouldn’t have…”
“But then the bigger picture would never happened,” counters Cheese Sandwich, “We’re all devastated of her situation, but it’s a small price to pay if it means for the two of you to finally have what you guys desired the most.”
“Not to mention I believe our current situation would still happen even if we exclude the…” Party Favor pause to find the right words, “adventure we had three months ago.”
“Ah still can’t believe about your previous situation when ah accidentally found out the truth,” admits Applejack.
“I-I’m just glad you kept it a secret until everything’s explained to Twilight and the rest,” Pinkamena said, “e-even when you had to…”
Applejack lifts the pink pony’s chin up to make eye contact. The country pony wipes the tears away and embraces the other Mare in a hug, slowly being joined by Cheese Sandwich, Sugar Belle and Party Favor.
“I’m alright guys,” the pink pony reassures, slowly moving away from the embrace, “I needed that.”
The other four ponies let out a small smile before Sugar Belle suggests, “We can visit her tomorrow, if you’re up to it.”
Looking at the two dolls in her hooves, one that looks like her and the other as the Mare the five of them are talking about, the pink pony replies, “Yeah… I would like that.”
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The next day, all five ponies are visiting the Ponyville hospital. Upon entering, they are greeted by Nurse Redheart whom seems to be expecting them.
“Ah, nice timing,” she said, “I was just about to call you on her updates.”
“How is she?” the pink pony eagerly asks, a box neatly placed on her back.
“Well, I have good news and bad news,” Redheart announced.
A moment of silence past before Applejack asks, “So what’s the good news?”
“The doctors noticed there’s an improvement with her condition since her brain waves are acting up,” the nurse answers, “It’s a small improvement, but if it keeps up then she’ll awake from her coma.”
“And the bad news?” Party Favor hesitated when asking the question.
Redheart sighs before deciding to get this over with, “Unfortunately her physical condition is getting weaker, and we fear that her body would give up on her before her mind could fully function again.”
Upon hearing this, the pink pony felt like a knife stabs her right at the heart.
“C-Can I go see her?” she asks.
“Of course,” nods the nurse, “she’s in the same room as before.”
The pink pony nods in thanks before turning to her four friends with her, “Is it alright if I go by myself? I-I needed some time just between the two of us please.”
“Sure,” Cheese said on behalf of the four of them, “We’ll pick you up once we know a bit more about her situation.”
She nods her head in reply before walking down the hallways leading to her destination. Upon arriving, she opens the door to enter the room. In it, the lone bed is being occupied by a still figure. The only indications that the patient’s alive are the rise and fall of the figure’s chest and the steady beeping of the heart monitor nearby.
The pink Mare closed the door, walked up close to the bed and said softly, “Hey, it’s me again.” Moving her head behind her, she grabs the box with her mouth and places it on the bed. “I-I got you a gift…”
The Mare opens the box and pulls out the two dolls she was sleeping with last night. She place the one that looks like herself next to the patient before taking a seat next to the bed, hugging the other doll in her hooves.
“D-Do you like it?” the Mare asks, her body shaking slightly, “R-Rarity made it for us, y-you know, t-to keep us company w-when we’re not t-t-together. I-I wanted to give it to you sooner but… I… I was scared to do so…”
It was right at that moment, the damp in her eyes burst as tears freely flow down her cheeks. A sob escapes her quivering lips before she drops her head to nuzzle the doll full on crying.
“I-It’s been t-t-three months you’ve been in a coma,” she sobs, “P-P-Please… wake up already…”
The light coming from behind her caught the Mare’s attention. Looking at the source, she notices Applejack, Cheese Sandwich, Party Favor and Sugar Belle standing before the door with sad and understanding looks on their faces.
“Do ya need more time to yourself sugarcube?” asks Applejack.
The Mare shook her head and got up, carefully holding the doll with a hoof as she walks out the room to join with the four ponies. Before she close the door, the Mare takes one look at the bed, spotting the doll that looks like her leaning close to the comatose pony as if the doll’s giving some comfort to the patient. Upon seeing this, more tears form in her eyes at not only the touching scene before her, but also a sad reminder of the good times the two of them had in the past.
Cheese Sandwich placed a gentle hoof on the Mare’s shoulder. “The doctors said there’s a 50 percent chance she’ll pull through. It all depends on how fast her mental state can recover.”
Silence reigned between the five of them.
“She WILL wake up,” said Party Favor.
“B-But didn’t Cheese said,” the pink pony tries to argue.
“No buts,” Sugar Belle cuts her friend off, “As long as there’s even a slight chance of her waking up, we can still have faith.”
“She’s right,” agrees Applejack, “Pinkie will be awake before you know it, Pinkamena.”
Pinkamena looks at the Pinkie doll she’s holding sadly, giving one last look at Pinkie’s still form and the Pinkamena doll on the bed before the room is engulfed in darkness.
Author's Note
Hey guys if you're reading this, then I really appreciate you guys for taking the time to read my fimfiction. Well, this story had only started and I'd really like to know what you think of it so far. I would also like to have some tips to improve my writing skills since I'm still a bit uncertain on how to write ponies.
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