Nurse Redheart's Donation Collection

"How do you do it, Redheart?" Another nurse asked with a smile. The two were sitting in the staff lounge, eating their sandwiches.

Redheart looked confused, still chewing a bite of her own sandwich before gulping, crumbs adorably freckling her lips, "Do what?"

"Every nurse here who accepts sperm donations never receives them as fast as you do." She took a sip of her water before continuing, "We're all in charge of leaving the stallions to 'work their magic' to a naughty magazine, but when you accept those same stallions they finish so much faster."

Redheart giggled a bit nervously, "I don't know. Maybe they like seeing me before they 'start?'"

"Are you implying us other nurses don't look as appealing?"

She threw her hands up, frantically dismissing the concern, "No! Not at all! I'm sure you have stallions at home who can't stand being away from you. Eh heh."

The other nurse raised a brow in suspicion, "Hmm. Well, whatever it is, I guess it's no harm as long as we're collecting as many samples as possible. Celestia knows how many mares want to have foals, but can't find a single stallion on the market for them."

Redheart did her best to eat her sandwich calmly, "Yeah. You're right."

"Anyway, my lunch break is over." She stood up, threw her trash away, and stopped on her way out the door to look back, "Redheart?"

"Hm? Yes?"

"A lot of the patients love what to do and every nurse in training wants to be you someday. You tend to sell yourself short. Try to not be so hard on yourself."

Redheart sighed in relief of the assurance, "I know. Thanks."

"No problem."

Sooner than later, Redheart's lunch is over as she stepped out into the hall, eventually making her way past the front desk where she overheard a royal messenger pony speaking to doctors and nurses, "Celestia has issued a demand on all of stallion kind to begin donating as many sperm samples as safely possible."

"Has she gone mad?" A doctor exclaims, "We don't have enough hands on deck for this kind of task!"

The messenger answers, "There is a potential war on the horizon and Celestia fears there could be several casualties. There are already countless mares volunteering to carry foals to follow after this demand."

"This is madness!" Another doctor chimes, "We need more ponies here just to handle this!"

"With all due respect, Doctor, but we can handle this." Redheart steps in, a determined stare in her eyes. "Our numbers may be few, but I think I can rally a lot more nurses in training for this task as well. After all, it's only accepting sperm donations. These nurses in training would be more than already valid to simply give a bottle and a magazine to a stallion just to receive the sample back afterwards."

The doctors and nurses nod.

"Good, then let's get this-," she pumps a fist in the air, "underway!"