CYOA: A Day in Ponyville

You decide it's time to get to work and to stop being distracted. You excuse yourself from the crowd and head towards the front doors of the hospital. You'd worked here for years. As it turned out, having a unicorn on the payroll has worked out for them, and you liked helping sick or hurt ponies feel a little better.

Sure, you don't have a cross for a cutie mark, but that doesn't stop you from caring. Even if you are often underappreciated. As you open the doors to the building, your nose twitches. There's something different in the air today. The usual scents of healing herbs, sterilization solutions, and sanitizers still filled the halls, but there was a sweet wisp of something new.

You follow it past the Nurse Redheart, sharing a nod as you go.

Past her, down a hallway, you end up in a room with a mare cradling an infant colt. You pause with sudden worry. Were you about to charge in on a new mother?

You:

A: Leave her to peace.

B: Congratulate her.