First thing i felt?

Pain.

Fucking.

Pain.

I'm not the kind of guy who likes waking up in the mornings. I hated them.

My eyes open, for about a second before they shut again. Mum left the blinds open. I know i asked her to do that so i wake up earlier, but it didn't mean i liked it.

I tried to sit up, but the pain i had flared as soon as i tired too.

"Whhhhat the fuuuuccckk.” I groaned outwardly.

I felt my stomach, were the pain had originated from. I felt what i could describe as a coarse blanket that you're grandparents used when they were kids.

I tried to throw off the blanket, but it was wrapped around my stomach, and tugging it caused my pain to kick me.

“FUCK” I shouted.

I flung my eyes open, looking at my stomach and seeing not a blanket, but a bandage.

Than what happened hit me. I had gotten stabbed by some cunt in Melbourne. Korey must have gotten me to a hospital in the time i was out.

“Well. . . mums going to kill me.”

I sighed, taking in the room around me in full detail.

Not much to report, unfortunately.

My bed was the only one in the room, a stool. . . stood. . . next to it. A window sat at the left end of the room, on the window was a potted plant. Looked like lavender from where i was.

I looked around for a TV, finding none. No books. No paper to doodle on. Nothing. I also hate being bored.

“I'm booored, i'm so fucking boorrrreedddddd.” I chanted for about thirty seconds before it got annoying and i stopped.

“. . . What the fuck i'm i supposed to do now?” I said to no one in particular.

The door to the room opened.

I looked over to it, about to ask the nurse of doctor were i was.

My words died in my throat though. Because of what i was seeing, i thought i was on some kind of strong morphine.

A pony, a white pony with a red mane and a nurse uniform on.

My eyes widened at what i was seeing.

The pony had not recognised that i was awake yet. I stayed quiet, seeing how long it would take for her to notice that i was not unconscious.

She walked over to a bunch of machines that were measuring my heartbeat and respiratory rate.

“Hmm. Must be having a bad dream. Heart beat is elevated as well as breathing cycles.” She said to herself.

Walking over to the foot of the bed, see took the clipboard from its place and with the pen, wrote down a few things before placing it back.

She sighed and looked to the floor. Walking over to the right of the bed.

“I don't get why he left me, fucking bastard just had to find another mare.”

She stood on her hind legs, looking over the bandages on my stomach. Seeing a bit of blood caused from my ‘trying to throw off the blanket’ act.

“Again! Geese, how can you bleed so much from doing nothing?”

She hopped off the bed and over to a cabinet, bending down to grab some fresh bandages (i assume anyways). Giving me a perfect view of her perfectly shaped a-

I looked away quickfast, saving my face from becoming a tomato.

Looking back over to her, keeping my eyes from the goods this time.

When she turned around this time, a fresh bandage in her mouth. She finally took notice of my awakening.

Dropping it in shock, she immediately ran out of the room.

“Doctor, it's awake!” I heard her screaming down the hallway.

I just sat there, convening with my brain trying to figure out if we weren't hallucinating.

After giving myself a pinch, then a slap to the face. I had determined that i wasn't doing so.

“. . . wat?” Was the only thing that i could think of.

Three minutes it was, until another pony enter the room.

This one was a stallion, from what i knew about from the show. (You know which one.)

He was brown with a brown mane, wearing a doctor's coat.

“So you are awake. Can you understand me”

“Crikey”

He had a confused look on his face.

“I'm sorry?”

“I said yeah i can.”

“Well than, this should make things much smoother. Mr. . .”

“You first.” I shot back

“Fair enough. My name is Doctor Pain. Nice to meet you. . .”

“Ricky. Ricky Jeffree.”

“. . . Well, that wasn't what i would pin you with. But nice to meet you Ricky” He walked over to the foot of the bed, picking up the clipboard.

“Be honest doc. Am i gonna turn gay?”

“What?”

I put my hands in defense.

“Bad joke. Sorry. But in all seriousness, how long have i been out for, Pain?”

“Almost four days i'm afraid. Another. . . i'm sorry i don't know what you actually are. In fact i was going to have you answer some of my questions.” He looks at me with a smile. He sat on the stool with a pen in his mouth and paper in his hoof, supported by the clipboard.

“Well. Do i have a choice?”

He shook his head.

“I'm afraid not. I'm under the princesses orders to get these answers filled out.”

“Understandable. First?”

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We went through the list. Age, Gender, what i was, what i intended to do in Equestria, if i had any malicious intentions towards ponies or other creatures, if i had any aggression issues (had to bullshit that one), if i drinked or smoked, sexually active and a few others.

“Well, only one left to go. And this is more of a test than a question.”

He held up a picture. It was one of those mirror image test things.

“Tell me. What do you see in this?” Doctor Pain asks.

I give it a thought, and studied the picture.

"I see. . . two ballerinas, throwing themselves toward something. . . What that thing in the middle is. I have no clue."

He nods. Getting up from the stool he flashes me a friendly smile.

“Well that's about it. I'll have a nurse run by and see what you would like to have for dinner.”

At that, my stomach growled.

“Thanks doc. Appreciate it. . . oh and before you go.” I say, raising a hand.

He stops at the door frame, looking back towards me.

“Has my friend been waiting for me in the hospital. I would like to know if he’s alright.”

Doctor Pain shakes his head

“I'm afraid not. According to a few ponies that witnessed it, you're friend shouted about you needing help and then went about running away from the guard.”

The speed at which my hand hit my forehead made the doctor jump.

“Korey you fuckwit!”

“Now calm down. The Guard is looking for him right now, he should be found with a few days.”

I growled. Angry that Korey could do something so. . . stupid.

“Thanks for patching me up doc.”

“Actually. The nurse that went to grab me had been the one to help clean and patch you up. I was gone, off on another assignment you see.”

Nurse Red had taken care of me?

“Oh. Well tell her i said thank you then. And that i owe her.”

“Can do son. You just rest now and a nurse will be around shortly.” With that, he took his leave.

I laid my head down on the pillows. They were obviously made for ponies, not humans. About five minutes later, Nurse Red came through the door to my room. Cracking it open a bit, she caught my gaze. Stepping into the room, she gave me a genuine smile. Not like the obviously fake smile Doc Pain had given me.

“Well good morning sunshine! I thought you wouldn't be waking up for a bit longer, but you surprised all of us by waking up!”

She trotted over to the bed placing her fore hooves onto it and leaning up so she could get up close and personal with my face.
“I hope you don't mind me saying. But are you an ape with some kind of skin disease? I've been dying to ask!”

I booped her nose.

“No. I'm not an ape, or a chimp. I'm a human. Or more scientifically, homosapien. Translating to-”

“Wise man?” She answers.

“. . . You know latin?” I ask. Surprised.

“Latin? What's latin? That was old equestrian!”

And we were off. We were discussing things for hours. Who i was, where i was from, why i had a knife in me.

You know, normal stuff.

After a while she remembers the whole point of her being here, she pulls a menu (from somewhere, i genuinely, so don't ask) and hands it to me.

I give a quick scan over the meals. Mainly consisting of herbivore meals, hay, flowers some cheese and bread.

But the fish meal stood out to me.

“I'll have the fish please!” I say handing her the menu back. She looks at me with a. . . look.

“If you wouldn't mind. . .could you show me your teeth?”

I shrug my shoulders. Opening my mouth wide, showing my teeth in all of their yellow glory.

I heard her gasp. Closing my mouth i looked back down at her.

Her pupils were dilated, and breathing bated.

“Is something wrong, RedHeart?”

“N-n-no nothing at a-all!”

She -once again- darts out of the room and down the hall.

‘What's got her in a panic. . . my teeth?’

Opening my mouth again, i felt my teeth with my fingers. Most of my teeth were jagged from months of not going to the dentist to get them refilled in. And my canines had an actual sharp point to them.

‘A predator/prey response?’

That would actually be a good answer. (I read a lot of fanfics back on Earth. A LOT.)

I sighed and laid back -again- into the pillow. Getting comfortable, and beginning to count back from 700 by sevens and quickly clapping my hands.

I had only ever gotten down to 350 before i lost track or got distracted.

Made it to to 630 by the time Red had come back with my food. The smell of the spices hit my nose and my stomach growled.

“Dinner is served! Enjoy!’ She said, turning a table that was attached to the bed to be in front of me. Placing my fish with a few garnishing's on it, as well as a glass of water.

“Thanks Red. . . mind explaining?”

“Explaining what?” She said a little bit to quickly.

“Nothing. Nevermind, i forgot.” I said, waving my hand dismissively.

I dug into my fish, using the provided knife and fork to cut off a sizeable chunk and taking it into my mouth.

I ate quickly. As i usually do.

Having nothing else on the plate except the single fish fillet, it only took about two minutes.

I sat my plate to the side, draining the glass of water as i did.

“I'm sorry.” Red said out of nowhere.

“For what?” I asked, feigning ignorance.

“For my behaviour earlier. I shouldn't of run off like-”

“I look like a predator, don't i?” I asked with a sad smile.

“N-no not at- i mean-” She stumbles over her words, going red in the face. I chuckle at her expense.

“You're cute when you're flustered.”

She threw her hooves over her head. Her face completely red now.

“What? Can't take a compliment?”

“Yeah y-yeah, really funny mister hoo-man. . . but.”

She raised one hoof from her face.

“Thank you. For the compliment that is.”

I just smile. Hiding my teeth.

“You're welcome Red.”

After taking a minute to compose herself, Red sits up and takes the plate and glass from the table, sliding it back into place off to the right.

“Ok. If you need anything, just press the button on the side of the headboard. Somepony will be with you shortly afterwards. If it's an emergency, press it repeatedly.” She makes her way over to the door, turning around to give me another genuine smile like she did before earlier today.

“Have pleasant dreams Ricky.”

“And you as well Red.”

She turned to leave.

“Oh, and Red?”

She stopped mid hoof raise.

I gave a small grin, making sure to show off one of my canines.

“Scary or Sexy?” I asked cheekily.

She went red -again- . Turning around and storming off with a small amount of literal steam coming from her ears.

‘Must of had some thermal run off’ I thought. Laughing softly.

Shuffling about and laying down, getting as comfortable as possible. I closed my eyes.
‘I wonder. . . does being here give me Lucid dreams?’ I hoped in my mind. God i hope so

Author's Note

Nothing down here folks. No need to stay.