An Inner Desire

Some time later, Nurse Redheart's house

After he placed his supplies in the guest room of the nurse's house, Francis took a better look to the house : the guest room was white and resembled an hospital room, and on the wall there was a painting of an EGC covering the wall closet, with a piece of paper, on it it was written “Cure: sleep for 8 hours everyday. Until: forever”

Francis grinned to the irony of Nurse Redhearth and exited from the room.

Because he was very hungry, he went to the kitchen and opened one of the K Rations and cooked what was inside : canned meat and pasta.

While he was eating the canned meat, Francis was surprised by the Nurse Redhearth coming from downstairs : Francis tried to hide somewhere the can of meat, before he heard

“Ahaha, Francis, why you bother to hide it? I know that you eat meat, and, honestly, I'm not worried about it”

“Well, just in case you go nut... you know, I don't do what my host forbid me, and knowing that you are likely herbivore...”

“Until you don't try to eat one of us it's fine”

“Anyway, how you find out it? I mean.. none of the K rations was open”

“Not too hard to tell: the baggage are not of fabric, they are of leather: generally the carnivore and omnivore intelligent creatures uses leather clothes”

“Ah, right, didn't remembered. Anyway, I guess that you don't want a dead weight in the house, thus, I offer my services in exchange of a bed and a hot dinner.”

“Mmmm, yes, after all it will cut down my work in the clinic, now, what is your specialization? The  degree wasn't helpful...”

“Well, I guess that here I will be called a “Micronippotrician”, even if technically I am a Pediatrician.”

“I'm afraid that I must decline then: your personality shows up when you are with foals in a medical  context, and the fact that IS your work and you can do it without hurting too much only with special kinds of drugs...”

“Actually I rember what is the active principle: I must only find it somewhere...”

“But the name might change!”

“True, then we will try with the same kind of psycho drugs used here for stop the psychopaths !”

“Ahem...”

“Yes?”

“That kind of drugs are very rare... and they are given only under statal permission”

“Alright, crap: the whole thing will be too long to be done”

“But I have an idea..”

“Yes?”

“We will use some medicaments mixes, and see what are the effects...”

“No can do, I don't want to kill myself that way, or powering the split personality either”

“Mmmm, I guess that the only thing that could work will be asking for a  crude chemical composite from the local scientist...”

“If it is needed, then why not ?”

“Well, finally we came to a conclusion: I will be out for some time, meanwhile, could you please run the clinic for me? If you cannot do something , just redirect them!”

“As you command, my helper”, then the Nurse Redhearth exited from the house with a bag of money on her bag and a notebook.

Francis meanwhile prepared his outfit and moved to the Clinic: this time, thought, forgot about the fact that only the Nurse Redhearth accepted him: a group of ponies almost overrun him, and stand up only because he was big, otherwise, he might be trampled by the horde of equine.

The crow did an incredible noise, comped mostly by unintelligible questions.

Francis tried to move on, but he could not without stomping someone: sighing, he said

“What do you want?”, the crow screamed to unison

“WHERE ARE YOU FROM ? WHY YOU ARE HERE? WHY..”

“Ok, ok, I will answer, but please, a question at time”

A black stallion came in, he opened the mouth and... a roar was heard

“What are you doing to my guest?”

“The human... is your guest?” said a green mare, who seemed resenting the nurse

“Yes, problem? He will be here until he will go away... in some way...”

“Oh, yes? Could tell more about him ?”, the nurse said “no” with head, and gave Francis the International Sign for saying “Go to the established place”.

Francis arrived to the clinic with a devastated look in his face: after all, begin attacked by a crow wasn't an everything thing.

Three hours later, the turn ended, and Francis returned to his shelter: the first thing that saw was the Nurse Redhearth writing on some papers something, Francis went near and asked

“So, Redhearht, what's going on?”

“Rember that horde of ponies earlier? Well, they gave me this charts talking about my short life with you, and I'm answering to them”

“Alright, and how about the chemical composition ?”

“It's ready, but I still need to calculate when and how much you must take every day”

“Given the actual situation, I think that is more important to calculate the quantity: I will answer to this charts for you.”

“Well, ok.”, she went away and entered in the basement.

Meanwhile, Francis compilated the charts and closed the pieces  of paper in a postal folder.

The next day, Ponyville Elementary School

Pipsqueak was suffering, a lot: his lower tummy hurt, and his head pulsed since he left the house, and nothing, NOTHING seemed work: he tried to drink much cold water, but didn't help; he tried to do not think to it, but the pain was too much; he tried to place in awkward positions but this caused only more pain

He was going to ask to the teacher to come back home, but he feared one thing : going to the doctor.

The thing was already scary for him even before, but now, from what their classmates told him, in the clinic there wasn't the sympathetic Nurse Redhearht anymore... or anyone know for the matter; instead, there was the human come the day before: from what Applebloom told him, the human, called “Francis Da Prato”, was a monster : if a foal falls under the knife, the foal will be cut open and touched everywhere, before receiving medical attention.

But the telling didn't stopped there: Applebloom told that Francis feeded of fear and pain, and that the above-mentioned emotions, if experimented by a foal, are the most delicious food, thus, the human search them actively, and tried with every way to have a foal under his scalpel.

Thought made Pipsqueak sweat cold, and meanwhile the pain pulsed even more, the teacher seemed noticing his behavior and said

“Pipsqueak! Are you OK ?”

“Y..y..y..es”

“It doesn’t seem “ok” to me! Do you feel bad ?”

Pipsqueak gulped, and said without thinking

“I don't feel well...” before fainting.

When Pipsqueak opened his eyes, he was on the chairs of the clinic, laying down.

With his eyes he scanned the room, but no one seemed here, until he heard a sound of hooves on the floor: he rotated the head and saw the Nurse Redhearth: she went near Pipsqueak and said

“Alright, little colt, you have appendicitis, and we need to remove part of your organs, but fear not: you will be asleep during the operation”

Pipsqueak still didn't calmed down: who knows if Francis will give it in a excruciating way, or places so much tranquillizer that he could not move anymore after the operation.. the outcome could be limitless...

Few moments later, Francis showed himself : he wasn't so scary at a first look, but never judge a book by its cover... Francis spoke up

“Well, Pipsqueak, it's time to sleep: hold still for a moment and I will give you the anesthetic by needle”

Pipsqueak widened his eyes and tried to run away in fear, but failed and he was hold still by Nurse Redhearht,  Pipsqueak said :

“Tu quoque Ruberam Cordem, amice mihi?” , before starting to slowly relax and finally sleep....

Francis's perspective

“So, Nurse, where is my dose of chem?”

“Here Francis: take it and move on!”

Francis took in his arms Pipsqueak and placed him on the operation bed carefully, then he took the scalpel and..

“Not too  fast, Francis, I need to give...” the mind stalkers where interrupted by a riding army, who pushed back the split personality, the stalkers tried many times to overcome, but they badly failed.

Francis opened the foal's body and looked for the part to remove, but he could not remove it it: clearly, the pony's anatomy wasn't identical to the human one, but the last thing that wanted to find out was that the appendix was the 50% of the intestine, at first he panicked, until, while cutting it in random places, found out that the damaged part was recognizable because was colored by a sick green... Francis quickly moved to cut it out, before he heard a yawn : Pipsqueak was awake!

Francis was surprised, and took by panic, he started to cut off the piece without caring about what Pipsqueak was saying, until he felt a warmth going over his shoulder: he watched what was, and the answer wasn't something of comfortable...

The first muscle that lost its stiffing in the foal's body was the bladder, and the resulting panic caused Pipsqueak  to relax it, with this nefarious effect....

Francis shrugged it off and finished the to close the wound: after all, it happened many times, especially with very scared subjects.

Pipsqueak's perspective

Pipsqueak was terribly embarrassed : he lost the control of the bladder, and peed on the medic, and now he was trembling imagining what would be the punishment for that:

“Would he cut off my bladder? He will cut more of me  What?” , when the Francis's arms embraced him, Pipsqueak reacted with a little kick, who missed the target, then he said

“Please Francis... don't hurt me.. it was an accident...”, the answer shocked him

“Aahah, do you really think that I will bother for that little accident? It is common, especially between scared foals, but I must say that you stood quite calm when you awoke: you have impressed me, really”

Pipsqueak smiled of joy and thanked Francis for the compliment.