Big Macs POV
It was a normal day in this hellhole we call ponyville, I can't remember the last time I ever saw the sun shine. Maybe 6 weeks ago ? Before the constant rainfall turned my bright red coat into a dull rotten apple. My hooves officially stopped being able to feel pain as it became numb from all the constant infections. Life in the Emergency pony clinic was incredibly filthy even by farm standards. The constant screaming and smell of rotting flesh was enough to make a full grown stallion vomit. Still it's not like I had a choice..I much rather be in the farm with my little sisters helping poor granny Smith instead of cleaning dead bodies. I really wanted to work in the military force just like applejack but granny told me it was my job as the stallion to protect the family no matter the cost and I'm "too soft " to join the military . "Big Mac ! Stop lazing around you stupid bull , we have a patient in critical condition right now and we are low on magic users ! ! " My co-worker, a nurse with a red heart, yelled at me as if I was deaf .
"Yep " I replied, now I may not be the smartest steed in the hills but a rotting corpse from my enemy has more heart than she does
. Ponies take farm folk as idiots but who do they call when Unicorns are off fighting the war over magic and someone needs the arms strength to carry dead bodies , build stuff , use physical force and what else..oh I don't know ... .FARM ? . I sighed but kept on going because I really hope to get this day over with. It's a very numb feeling when you put goggles and a mask on . You wonder if your patient will ever live to see another day ..or bury within an hour . Much to my surprise I have a rather high success rate due to my wide knowledge on medical care. From my foggy memories my mother Butter Pear was a successful nurse from manehattem . My father Bright Mac was a patient at one of her clinics, it was love at first sight ..until well the rest was history . I regret not spending as much time with my parents as I should have. War broke out …and I never saw either of them alive again. ..I hate you twilight…and .I hateeveryone that looks down on the earth ponies and lie to our faces about how "amazing " the war is going on and was directly responsible for my parents deaths .
"Big Mac ! Big Mac ! " A gray mare named Derpy Hooves came crashing at me . It didn't hurt a lot since I was at least twice her size but I was in a huge hurry . Still I probably shouldn't have yelled at her so harshly. After apologizing because well Derpy is one of the few ponies I consider a friend, she looked at me with her golden yellow eyes then smiled like nothing happened then went back to panicking like a crazy pony . " Big Mac! Pony ! Fluttershy ! Injured ! Almost dead ! Baby ! Baby! Come quickly in a hurry! Hurry ! her throat slit " she screamed enough to ring my ear . A bunch of thoughts went through my head hearing those words to the point where I can barely think ! . The next thing I knew my hooves were speeding me faster than ever. "Wait wait ! "Derpy voice was drowned out by my beating heart . I felt like I was having a heart attack . I then stopped trying to get my head together trying to figure out whether to get my patient or visit fluttershy real quick . It was a selfish thought on my side but I don't regret having it .
I've seen too many patients of all different ages die because of infection, blood lost , or it was just too late. However…I knew I had to save my patient first . It wasn't an easy decision to make ..until the screaming of more nurse's called to me . At the moment the rushing rushing of half a dozen nurse's carried a yellow and pink mare strapped on tightly. Her face was covered in blood pupils dilated from shock. A bandage wrapped around the bandages around her neck that was soaked in blood. "Big Mac ! " Derpy yanked my tail "Come on let's go you gotta save flutters ". The next thing I recall I was in front of a severely injured Pegasus.
Flutters …oh flutters …, at that moment it just didn't feel right to call you my friend. I don't know why, especially since that singing fiasco a few years back. You are a very helpful and good friend. Although we rarely interacted, you have a wide knowledge on animals and have helped me with the sick farm ones . I haven't seen you since that incident where pinkie pie tried to…well ...I'm sorry..Pinkamena Diane Pie…i had to save her ….you went to far….FUCK " I stepped back after swearing out loud then gathered my thoughts. Even now I still don't know who I'm even talking to . I've been quiet for so long that I narrate every detail like a movie . I wonder if other mute people do that too. I tended to the little pony as well as I could . The durability of fluttershy is beyond crazy . She had multiple deep gashes that took forever to sow back up . The worst one being on her neck that was absolutely insane. She looked almost decapitated. How she survives at the moment I was still trying to figure out . For a moment during the surgery she woke up.
Her wings fluttered as soon as she saw me but I had to calm her down. It appears that little Anastasia I had worn off rather quickly. The once smiling pegasus now took her name to a whole new level. She began shivering as soon as she saw me like I was some monster. I patted her pink hair to try and get her to calm down , her eyes…that were once so full of life were now empty like she was a zombie. Flutters didn't even try to talk or anything . Then she suddenly felt her throat stitches, then tried to scream .I put my hoof on her muzzle, quietly telling her to hush . Not in a rude way per say but in a way to get her to calm down. "Your throat is going to be incredibly sore for a while so write with this " I handed out a dry erase board then marked. Her nose twitched, biting onto the marker. It was very weird but I thought she was hungry. I grabbed my lunch, which was only a few cups of fresh apple sauce then gave it to her . Fluttershy took it and ate like she hadn't eaten in weeks , the mare coughed . Her ears perked, staring at me like we were strangers , " Hi …I'm Big Mac " I introduced myself. "Do you …..remember me ? " I asked her not sure if she did or not . We rarely spoke to each other before I helped fix her up plus it's been two years . Two years since Twilight Sparkles defeat ? Since that pinkie incident ?
Fluttershy pupils contracted very tightly then expanded like she ate bad mushrooms. She breathed heavily..too heavily to the point where I had to put my hooves around her .Something clearly terrible happened to her and I didn't want to press it just yet . Maybe it was old wounds that haven't healed yet ? ."I'm so sorry please calm down " I patted her again, this time taking my other hoof and patting her back. Her head pressed against my chest quietly sobbing . At that point it really didn't matter if she recognized me or not. She was too weak to even stand on her hooves correctly, so I sat her down, giving her a cup of water to drink . "Everything will be alright, " I told her . It was the first time I really spoke to anyone this much in two years . Seeing her alive made me happy because I did my job as an amateur surgeon and friend. Well I guess I can call her my friend since I saved her life twice .
"Big Mac ! " Derpy clumsily flew over with a child in her hooves, the filly was well groomed with massive stitches covering where her wings should be and a broken horn. She had a light pinkish white fur tone with beautiful hair. Honesty she was no older then Applebloom which made a part of me die inside . How can any pony do that to a child ? "Flur ..flur..flur.." Flutters tried to speak, choking on her water . She quickly grabbed the baby but almost fell within half a step . I quickly grabbed her at the last second, sitting her down. I took the baby and gave it to Flutters where she wept until she became quiet again. The filly was asleep in her hooves and that's all she cared about , I was exhausted but satisfied with the results. "Derpy please take her to the resting room and tell her to stay there until I'm done with everything..unless she has some place to be ? " I stared at her . A part of me had so many questions such as how did she get here and why does she have a baby. Thankfully she shook her head following my clumsy friend.
I fixed my goggles and washed my hands getting ready for another shift .
