A Pony for a Day

I woke up with a strong headache. I tried to sit up in the bed, but couldn’t. My legs didn’t seem to obey me. I tried again just with my arms and got up sitting against the back of the bed. I was very tired and my mind was clouded. It felt like I had been smashed on the head with something hard and at the same time having a hangover from one of those wild university parties I had attended. It wasn’t until some minutes later I really got about to open my eyes fully, still sitting up against the back of the bed. I looked around. It was really strange. I was in a room I hadn’t seen before. I looked down at myself. I was wearing the kind of clothes you normally do, when you are admitted to a hospital. I started to get scared, the adrenalin pumping around my body. I quickly became less tired and more awake. It was dark in the room, only letting some faint lines of moon light glide through the air and up the wall in the far end. I couldn’t see anything outside. Only darkness. I tried to look around to see if there was anyone in the room or if there was a door open. None of it was there. I was completely alone and the more I looked around the more the place started to creep me out. Suddenly a wave of danger engulfed me and I knew that I had to get out of there. Even though I tried hard, my legs didn’t help me get out of the hospital bed. The only way down was to slide down head first landing on my hands. I tried, but failed my only attempt. I didn’t get my hands ready to take off from the fall and instead rammed head first into the tiled floor and passed out.

I woke up, luckily not in a hospital, but in Fluttershy’s cottage. The sun shone bright and the closed curtains couldn’t stop all the light from getting in, lighting the room up. I lay there in bed for some time, before I started to work my way out of the bed. I was really glad to find out that my legs still worked here at least. It had been a most terrible nightmare, but as with so many dreams and nightmares it was quickly forgotten. One thing that also helped me forgetting, was the fact that I heard Fluttershy sing gently outside in the hallway. One moment later, she opened my door and said good morning. I replied with my own good morning and a yawn. She saw that I was already half out of bed and asked, if I needed any help. I felt a lot better now, than yesterday. It could perhaps have been some herbs that Twilight had advised Fluttershy to put in my soup to help me heal quicker.

“I don’t think I need any help today Fluttershy.” I said, “I feel much better today. I think the herbs worked their magic.”
“Oh okay. But now since you are all up anyway, should we perhaps eat the breakfast downstairs?”
“Sure, if you help me down the stairs.” I said with a grin on my face.

Fluttershy giggled at my words and started to blush a little. She went down with the tray for then to come back up and get me. Standing at the stairs, we looked at each other, Fluttershy now clearly visibly blushing and half trying to hide herself behind her pink mane. At first I thought it was because of the thought of us, pressing our bodies close together in order to get me down the stairs, but then she said:

“You’re blushing Phillip...”

My eyes opened wide and I too tried to hide it away, but there was no point, since she had herself pointed it out. After a few more embarrassing seconds, we were on our way downstairs our flanks pushing against each others. It was really hard to get down those stairs alone, and even more so, since both Fluttershy and I tried to touch each other as little as possible. I had always liked Fluttershy a lot, when watching the show, but never like this. It was a heartswarming feeling deep inside. The breakfast was served in her kitchen. Through the windows you could see her garden full of plants and animals. I had a nice cold glass of milk together with some fried eggs. Neither Fluttershy or me ate very much. She kept looking at me, when I looked in another direction. Then the moment I looked back at her, she was looking at either her food or outside or somewhere else only occasionally looking back.

It had really been a nice morning. It had only been great weather, since I arrived. The weather ponies or whom now stood for planning the weather, did a really nice job. I looked outside and started to get this strange feeling. It became stronger as time went on and Fluttershy noticed that I didn’t seem well.

“Something wrong?” She asked.
“No not really. I just.”

I collapsed with a bump, falling from my chair to the ground.

I was back at a hospital. Not the same creepy one at least. This time it was a rather nice room. The sun shone through the windows and I could hear the noise of people working in the hallway and the other rooms and occasionally see a nurse or doctor walk by outside the open door. I turned around to look what else was here. The sight I got frightened me a little, since I saw myself lying in a sickbed, sleeping or something. My body was all smashed, though still holding together. But I had bruises covering my whole body, several places with patching to keep my the blood from seeking out from my blotted exposed veins and my left arm and leg were broken. My face, at least, didn’t seemed to have taken much damage. I then wondered... In all my dreams where I saw myself, I always did see myself as human. I would have understood that I dreamed of being a human, I also thought it somewhat strange about it being every time.

A doctor and nurse entered the room and walked towards me. Or the me lying in the bed that is. It seemed like they couldn’t see me (the conscious me), because they didn’t notice me at all. The talk went between them in a very low tone, but I did get a few sentences:

“He is not yet stable, but at the moment he seems to stay with us. The bruises and broken bones are not to worry about at the moment. What I’m more concerned about is his consciousness. He might have to stay here for a long time, since it seems like a heavy coma he has gotten himself. Let’s hope he’ll come back within reasonable time.” The doctor said to the nurse.
“He better. His parents are on their way and I think they would rather hear good news in place of bad news. We have notified them about the accident some time ago already, so they could be here any minute.” The nurse replied.

Now I got really frightened. I hadn’t at all thought about my family and friends. What would they think if I weren’t there. My parents would be scared to death... But even though I had a high pulse and sweat dropping down my forehead I didn’t wake up. It was like a nightmare that wanted to show me something. I couldn’t go before I had seen it all.

Then I heard them. My parents. They were outside in the hallway shouting out one question: Were is our son? They followed a nurse into the room and ran towards my human body upon seeing it. My mother already cried her tears falling down her cheeks. She grabbed my hand and held it tight. My father stood just behind her. He didn’t cry... yet... but you could clearly see that tears weren’t far away. The nurse told them about my condition. At first they calmed a little down, when hearing I was in good care and that I seemed to be in a steady condition. Although their faces seemed to whiten upon hearing that my condition wasn’t stable and that I were in coma.

They sat there some time by my side, after the nurse had left. Then when my father also started to cry I couldn’t keep it in anymore. I started to cry too. I wanted to shout out to tell them that I was alright, but couldn’t. That was the worst part. Not being able to help ease their pain at all. My mother leaned against my father, who held her tight. They sat there, while I could feel a slow pull in my body. I was being pulled out of my dream. I screamed that I didn’t want to leave my parents and I woke up soaking wet from sweat and in total fear. It was still dark, but you could see a very dim light coming from the horizon. I heard Fluttershy knock on the door. She must have heard me shouting. I told her to come in. She had a very worried look on her face.

“Are you alright Phillip?” She asked.
“Actually not...” I answered.
“Is there something I can do?”
“Sadly not. It’s because I suddenly realize that I have left my family and friends without having told anything...”
“How could you have told them?”
“I couldn’t.”
“It was one of those nightmares again?”
“Yeah... I saw myself, as human, lying in a hospital bed totally smashed up and in deep coma. My parents arrived and both cried since my condition wasn’t stable and perhaps I could die.”
“Oh my... I... Erh... I see... I think...”

There was a long pause of silence and I still cried a little, not because of the nightmare, but because of the fact, that my parents didn’t know were I was.

“Maybe I should go make you a nice cup of hot chocolate? Would that help a little perhaps?” Fluttershy asked and tried to smile.
“I think I would like that.” I said, shortly smiling, before continuing to produce pearls of water.

She left to make me a cup of hot chocolate and I thought that I might as well go down to her, because I wouldn’t be able to sleep for a while after that experience. It was hard not to think about my parents, but I said to myself that at this moment, I couldn’t do anything, so I had not to worry myself more than what good was. A tear still eventually left my eye on my way to the stairs. I stood up at top end looking down. Normally I would need help to go down, but since Fluttershy was out in the kitchen I thought that I might try it out myself. The first step went okay. It went really slow though taking me several seconds to place myself so as to keep my balance and not hurting myself. One more step went okay and one more. Then my luck vanished and I tumbled down the stairs all the way to the end. Fluttershy came running from the kitchen and put her arms around me to pull me up. My flank really hurt on the side of my broken ribs. It was hard to stand up. Fluttershy helped me over to the sofa, where I lied down and sighed. She went to the kitchen and came back with two cups of hot chocolate. They looked delicious. They were topped with cream after all, so how could they be bad.

“Why didn’t you call down so I could help you?” Fluttershy asked, putting down the cups on the table.
“I wouldn’t bother you, while you made us chocolate.” I replied.
“But you could have hurt yourself more than you already have.”
“I know, I know... But I wanted to see, if I could do it myself...”

“Boys...” I almost heard her whisper to herself, while she sipped at her hot chocolate. She let out a smile and I smiled back. The chocolate was delicious and the cream nice and soft. Then a tear streamed down past my cheek. I remembered my parents. More tears followed the first one. I slowly drank my chocolate. Fluttershy obviously being worried for me, gave me a sad look. She then seemed to think about it, before putting down her cup on my side of the table and sitting herself next to me instead of opposite as she had been sitting before. She threw her arm around me. I returned the gesture by giving her a tight hug. We sat there, me crying a little.

After a while I stopped. I had cried enough for one night. She noticed this and released me from her firm grip she had made while the hugging had lasted. We looked at each other. I saw compassion in her eyes and I knew she felt very sorry for me... and for my parents. Those eyes were just filled with feeling. She blushed noticing us looking so deeply into each others eyes. She came closer and closer towards me. Before I knew it, she had given me a kiss on my cheek and quickly drew herself back hiding her face behind her pink mane. I had been surprised and then again hadn’t. I had seen it coming, but just hadn’t thought of it tonight. I smiled at the action thinking of how Fluttershy’ish this was. She couldn’t make herself kiss me other than on my cheek. But I knew then, that this wasn’t the last kiss I would receive from her. I knew then, that we would come together sometime in near future. I really had to adjust myself to this thought, but then again I really liked Fluttershy and I myself was now a pony. It would have been to awkward if I had still been a human, but now it only seemed natural. I slowly adjusted to me being a pony. Perhaps this night was the end of my nightmares and the start of something bright. I really hoped so.