2 Strange Beginnings

Strange Beginnings

Where am I? What, who’s that?

I get out of the bed that I’m in. What is this... hard stuff, beneath my hooves? I go towards a mare sleeping in a chair.

“Ma’am,” as I speak she wakes up.

“SWEEP,” she shouts as she jumps onto me, “You’re awake!”

“GET OFF,” I push her off, “What’s going on!? Where am I!?Who the hell are you!?”

Aw crap, she’s crying.

“Sweep...,” how does she know that name?

“Sweep,” she calls again, “It’s me, Fly.”

“No, it’s not true, Fly is a year older than me! You’re like nineteen!”

I can feel the room spinning.

“Sweep, I don’t know how to tell you this. But, you’ve been in a coma.”

“NO! YOU’RE A LIAR,” I collapse, she runs towards me.

She catches me and shouts, “Nurse,” She runs out the room and I spot her cutie mark, It really is Fly!

I pass out, again.

Well, I am just screwed. If “Fly” was telling the truth then I’m now about eighteen, hospitalized, and by the feel of the “hard stuff” I am not in Cloudsdale either.  Well, Fuck.  Things couldn’t possibly get any worse.

I start to wake up again, “What the hell, why can’t I move?”

I see Fly by a nurse, “ I had her restrain you.  If you collapse again, that would be bad.”

“Collapse,” I ask, “Why would I collapse again? I know where I am, no need to panic.”

“Well, there is still some news.”

“News?  What is there that could possibly be news right now?”

“It’s your wings.  They’re, umm, they’re gone.”

“What do you mean gone,” I am starting to panic now, “WHAT DO YOU MEAN!  LET ME UP!  LET ME UP!”

“Sweep, calm down, let me expla-”

“YOU ARE STILL LYING!  YOU ARE A FUCKING LIAR!  LET ME GO HOME!”

“Sorry ma’am, we have to sedate him,” I hear the nurse say, “DOCTOR!”

A man walks in, “Hold him still.”

I can feel the needle go in my back, it hurt, but then it felt really good.  I felt really tired, then I passed out again.  I can’t describe the feeling of losing consciousness, it’s like going completely down in a dark cave.  You can still think, but you see absolutely nothing.

Another time to wake up, yippee.  Anyway I can hear the doctor saying, “The effects of the drug will still be present, now would be the time to tell him the news.”

Fly is still here, “Right.  Has this ever happened before?”

“No.  Honestly he is extremely lucky to be alive.”

I try to talk and all that came out was, “W-wut, happen m-...?”

“Oh, you’re awake.  I’ll leave you two alone, good luck,” the doctor says as he leaves.

There is a cold, awkward, silence.

“Hap-happy birtday,” I stumble out.

“What,” she starts crying.

“I musht hav mished a lot.”

“Yeah, yeah, you did.”

“Sho, wut newsh?”

“Um... your wings had to be amputated.”

“Nuh uh, why would that happen?”

“When you were falling, you broke through the clouds.  The only reason you survived is because the trees broke most of the fall, and your wings.  Please understand they tried everythings to save them,” she buried her face into her hooves.

“Why?”

“Why what?”

“How come, you here now?”

“What do you mean?”

“Why you no in Cloudsdale?”

“I moved here, in Manehatten.”

“But, why?”

“For you.  I loved you so much that I convinced my dad to move out here.  And when I became legal they went back to Cloudsdale.”

“Do you still love me,” finally I can start to actually talk.

“Yeah, I still love you.”

“Good, then can you undo these straps?”

“Are you going to try and run?”

“Where would I go even if I did?”

“Good point.”

And so we started talking, about a lot of things, mainly what I missed.  Fly checked with the doctor, and I should be released tomorrow morning.