What Shouldn't Be...

Twilight nodded at the air in front of her. Lon seemed to be a very nice pony. He was very polite in their chat, and he hadn’t made me feel uncomfortable.[i/i She was still thinking about him when she walked into the waiting room, where she found Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Rarity, and Pinkie Pie waiting eagerly to talk to her.

Apple Jack was the first to see Twilight enter the room, and immediately spoke up saying, “Twilight! We all came as soon as we could. So you brought an injured pony all the way to the hospital from your house?” She continued talking, but was drowned out by Rainbow Dash.

“How much damage did he do when he crashed into your house?” She started saying. “I bet he almost caused it to cave in! How did he get up there?” Twilight couldn’t listen to Dash for long either though, because Rarity pulled her off to the side.

“I heard he was a unicorn. Well is he?” She inquired, giving Twilight a you know what I mean stare. “And I asked the doctors if I could see him. A mare has to know who's in town, right? Ooh, is he one of those cute actors from-“

Pinkie Pie was now directly in front of her face, drowning Rarity’s words in a series of three second sentences. “What’s his name? Huh? I bet his name is something cool, like Bartholomew or Blaster or something that starts with B, because Boom starts with B, and that’s the sound he made when he hit your house!”

Fluttershy moved her lips, but Twilight couldn’t hear her over all her other friends talking at once.

They all backed Twilight into a corner, where she got bombarded with questions. She squinted her eyes and covered her ears with her hooves. But even after that, she could feel them closing in. She just needed to answer the questions one at a time. “STOP!” she yelled, at which point they stared at her with surprise and stopped talking. Twilight took a deep breath then started answering questions. “First, yes, I brought him all three and a half miles to the hospital with the help of some other ponies. Second, he only punched a hole in my roof and library, no cave-ins. Thirdly, he is a unicorn. Lastly, his name is Lon Lee, and I can't tell where he is from.”

The other ponies thought about the answers Twilight had given them. They all seemed satisfied, until Rarity realized something and said, “You never told us if he was cute. Ooh, do you like him? Oh I can’t wait until-“

“No. I’m not going to let anything be between me and Lon.” Twilight stated. “I have much better things to do with my day.”

“Um, like planning?” Rainbow Dash suggested.

Twilight glared at Rainbow Dash. “Listen, I just saved his life. That’s all there is to it. After he gets out, he’ll do his thing, I’ll do my thing, and no dating is going to happen.”

“I don’t remember anyone mention dating…” Pinkie Pie recalled. Everyone looked at Pinkie Pie, and then smiled at Twilight. Twilight realized what she had just said and quickly exited the room, blushing madly.

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Twilight opened the door to her house hastily. She needed a break from today’s events. Taking a look around her house, she decided some cleaning was needed. Cleaning always took her mind off things.

But she quickly found cleaning kept her mind on the subject of Lon the meteor pony. She couldn’t stop herself from looking at the hole in the ceiling or the crater in the ground. The hole in the roof was the most prominent part of the house, and the crater in the center of it all. She tried to make the hole look as neat as possible, but in the end it was still big and obvious. Her entire home was in a state of disrepair. She did look at Spike’s bed and saw he was still asleep. He must’ve been very tired to have slept this long. Or he woke up while she was at the hospital then went back to bed. Either way, Spike was very sleepy today.

Just then there was a knock at the door. Twilight sighed. Would she ever get some time to herself? This morning everyone was busy, and now she was the most sought after pony in Ponyville. There was another knock and Spike woke up, yawning and saying “Good morning Twilight.” Twilight put a clock in front of him and went to go see who was at the door.

It was the nurse who had been working with the doctor at the hospital. She was still in her nurse outfit, so she was probably here on the hospital’s behalf. “Are you Twilight Sparkle?” The nurse asked.

“Yes, I am. Why do you ask?” Twilight responded.

The nurse flipped her mane back and said, “The pony that you brought to us today has some, well, medical conditions that we thought you might be able to explain. We already know you don’t know about the cutie mark, but if you would be kind enough to come with me, I’m sure you’ll see what we’re talking about.”

Twilight put a hoof up to the nurse then yelled over her shoulder “Are you going to be okay if I leave, Spike?”

“Yeah,” Spike yawned, “Just make sure I don’t sleep in past noon again. I think all that sleeping made me tired. Woah, what’s with the hole in the ceiling and the crater in the floor? Was there a meteor or something while I was asleep?”

Twilight laughed and walked out with the nurse. She was curious about what sort of conditions the nurse was talking about. She was interested in Lon, and not the interested a mare her age usually was in a colt.

The trip back to the hospital took longer than expected, probably because she didn’t have anypony to worry about. But she kept getting looks from other ponies that made her nervous. They’re just wondering what I’m doing back. She told herself.

When she got to Lon’s room she found him sound asleep, with the doctor looking over him. Seeing her, the doctor said, “Ah, glad you’re here Twilight. I was just looking over some of the readings we got from Lon and, you see, while you were standing by him, his cellular activity went way above normal. It went above what was even considered possible. There are some other issues that need addressing along with this one, but I need to make sure it wasn’t just a fault of the machinery.”

Twilight understood. The doctor had some pretty pricey medical equipment, and it would be very expensive to fix. She hoped that it was faulty though. How could a simple pony like herself do anything to influence cellular activity in a pony she had never met? Still, because she was nice, she would do what the doctor said. She asked, “What do I need to do?”

“Nothing much, just go and stand by him for a minute or two then step back into the information room. It’s the third door to the left of this one,” the doctor informed.

Twilight nodded and waited for the doctor to exit the room, then walked over to Lon. She didn’t feel any different. Lon didn’t stir, and a good two minutes of nothing happened before Twilight went to the information room.

When she walked in, the doctor and the nurse were both staring astounded at a monitor on the wall. It was a graph, and it was going slowly from the upper middle part to the bottom. Twilight coughed, and the doctor eagerly trotted over to her. “Twilight, never before have I wanted my equipment to be more right. We watched you walk over to Lon and, you won’t believe this, when you stood by his bed his cellular activity skyrocketed to seventy percent! I can’t believe it! A whole seven times more than normal! Almost five times as thought possible! It’s amazing! There’s absolutely no explanation for this! Well so far, I’m expecting some new equipment to come in a week or so that would help solve this.”

The numbers, while still comprehending to her ears and brain, didn’t quite register. She was too worried about what this meant for her life. Why did Lon have overactive cells around me? He was even asleep, unaware of my presence. And the doctor said it was something unexplainable.

Just then, the door to the information room opened, and a light brown, black maned unicorn walked in and said “Is there any juice around here? I’m quite parched,”

It was Lon. The pony who had a broken leg two hours ago.