"P-p-p-please don't-t h-hurt me!"

Wilson stared dumbly at the pastel colored creature, wondering why the hell thease type of things happen to him, Great, I'm in a war zone, somalis got on my heels, and then this happens. Fuck my luck. Mulling over the options, he chose to talk to it, even though just putting it down meant he could focus more on Laskins or the door.

"What are you?" Wilson asked, still pointing his gun at the small yellow ball of fur.

"I-I'm a p-p-pony." The ball stuttered.

A pony. In Somalia. Not being eaten. Weird.

"Uhh, what is your name?"

"F-Fluttershy." The pony stuttered, visibly calming. "P-please don't hurt m-me."

It's kinda cute. Wilson thought, forgetting his sorroundings for a moment.

"Well Fluttershy, are you trying to hurt me?" Wilson quizzed

"N-n-no!" Fluttershy cried "I-I wouldn't hurt anyone!"

"Then I don't need to hurt you."

"Are you going to help me with the Somalis kicking down the door? Or are you just going to talk to the thing!"

"Shit, Fluttershy we'll talk later, I need to keep the Somalis from hurting us."

"Is he bleeding!?" Fluttershy yelled, before dashing over to Laskins.

KRAK KRAK

"Eep!" Fluttershy yelped, scared by the gunfire.

"Um, hi. Can I help you?" Baker asked, while still treating Laskins wounds.

"Yes, by giving me an injectable painkiller and and a roll of bandages!" Fluttershy nearly screamed, all her shyness leaving her because somepony got hurt, and she needed to fix it.

"Being a medic is my job but sure! I'll give military grade painkillers to a talking pony!" Baker said sarcastically.

"Just give me the drugs." Fluttershy deadpanned.

"Okay, fine, jeez." Baker submitted.

POP POP KRAK POP KRAK KRAK KRAK

"Ahh!" Fluttershy screamed, before again composing herself.

She rolled up two wads of bandages, and placed them in the bullet holes, then injected the painkiller, before finally taping over the bullet holes.

"Holy shit, you stopped the bleeding and he's stable! That was a lot easier than it should have been." Baker cheered, amazed by the pony's healing ability .

"Y-yeah, I guess." Fluttershy said, her shyness now returning.

"What do you mean 'I guess'? that was amazing!" Baker asked.

"W-well, I do things like this all the time, I-I'm not used to getting this much attention for it." Fluttershy stuttered.

"Well, you did good. Now I have at least two more hours to wait for the relief column!" Baker cheered, before taking a radio out of his pocket.

"Wait!" Wilson said, walking to Baker. "Don't tell them about Fluttershy, if the MP's learn about this they'll send her to a lab. I don't know her very well yet, but I can tell she doesn't deserve that."

"Alright," Baker said, before talking into his radio "This is Pvt. David Baker, The black hawk we were on has crashed, we need immediate evacuation at the wreckage of super six one!"

The radio cracked to life before a slightly distorted voice spoke "Roger, how many?"

"Thr-"

POP POP

"Three standing, one wounded and one KIA."

"Roger, relief convoy is already on its way, eta 30 minutes." The voice said "Stay frosty."

"Yes sir."

Author's Note

Sorry fore the long update wait, and the chapter length. but I'm lazy, and starting another story.