At the hospital, Pinkie was waiting nervously for the report on her friend. She was twiddling her hooves to pass the time and glancing at an elderly pony reading a brochure.

"Hospitals are the masters of suspense, huh?" Pinkie awkwardly tried to start a conversation.

"Uh…I guess."

"Um…what are you here for?"

"My wife's having bloodwork done."

"Well…my friend fell down the staircase."

"I'm sorry."

"Oh, don't say that. It sounds like she's dead, um…Say something hopeful."

"Uh…Everything's gonna be alright. I fell down the stairs a lot when I was a boy."

"That's very hopeful, thank you."

The doctor stepped out of the double doors, but as soon as he did, Pinkie grabbed him by the shoulders.

"YOU'RE HERE! What's the news?! Is Fluttershy okay?! I mean, what if there's nothing else you can do?! I don't think I can handle a funeral!"

She slumped down and cried at the doctor's hooves, gathering the attention of everypony in the room.

"I killed my best friend!" she choked out through sobs.

"Relax, okay? Your friend's gonna be alright."

She immediately perked up.

"Would you like to see her?"

She rushed past the doctor and into the first room she saw.

"Fluttershy, I'm so happy to see you!" she exclaimed, waking an old pony with an oxygen mask from his nap by hugging him so hard.

"Uh, that's not her."

"Oh…right."

She rushed into another room and walked in on a pony giving birth.

"Fluttershy!"

"GET OUT!" yelled the doctors.

"Oh. Okay, sorry…Congratulations."

"I'll take you to where Fluttershy is," said the doctor.

"Oh, don't tell me she's in one of those tubes filled with liquid like where they keep aliens, is she?!"

"No…why would we do that?"

"You wouldn't, it's just…I watch a lot of movies."

The doctor took her to Fluttershy's room. She was in a hospital gown on her bed. Her front left leg was in a sling, and she looked very tired.

"Hey," she greeted, her soft voice barely above a whisper.

Pinkie ran up to her and gave her a death hug right away, causing her even more pain.

"Fluttershy, I'm so, so sorry! I promise never to hurt you again! I don't know what I was thinking! I'm a stupid jerk pony! I'm so sorry!"

"Uh…you might want to go easy on the hugging," the doctor suggested. "Because she's got four broken ribs…because of you."

She immediately loosened her grip on her friend, holding her sides in pain.

"So...what can we expect, doc?"

"Okay, so here's the full report, uh, she broke both her wings, four ribs, her front left arm, and her pelvis. Because she's so frail, the fractures were more significant, so, long story short, she'll have to stay with us for a few weeks."

"A few weeks?!" Pinkie asked. "How long is that?!"

"A few weeks."

"OH, NO!"

"I'll just leave you two to sort this out."

He trotted out to check on another patient, and Pinkie's eyes welled up with tears. She threw herself onto Fluttershy's lap and hugged her, causing her to cringe in pain.

"Oh, Fluttershy, I'm so sorry! I'll never do anything to hurt you again!"

"Pinkie…you're on my pelvis."

"Oh. Sorry," she said, getting up.

"It's okay. Ow."

"I'm really sorry."

"It's okay, Pinkie. Accidents happen."

"I just…Fluttershy…While I was in the ambulance carriage with you, I…I realized something."

"What is it?"

"Whenever I'm around you, I…Well…I hurt you…Either emotionally or physically. And that's why I'm gonna need you to sign this."

Fluttershy's vision was still a little blurry, so she couldn't quite make out the words of a piece of paper that Pinkie was holding.

"What's that?"

"It's a restraining order. Just sign this piece of paper, and I won't be able to come within 1,000 feet of you."

"Pinkie, I can't sign a restraining order against my best friend."

"Please, Fluttershy. If I can't come near you, I won't be able to hurt you. Trust me, it's for the best."

"I'm sorry, Pinkie, but I can't do it. I can get used to getting hurt."

"No…you can't…" Pinkie was visibly crying right now, and it hurt her to see her normally happy and energetic friend like this.

"Okay…I'll sign it."

Pinkie handed her a pen, which she took in her mouth to sign the restraining order. She felt like crying, too, but she couldn't because her eyes were so heavy.

"So, I…Guess I'll see you later?" Pinkie said.

"You can still call me, right?"

"No, I can't risk electrocuting you."

"Letters?"

"Papercuts."

"Come on, Pinkie. You're acting more cautious than I am."

"Well, I just don't wanna see you hurt."

"Alright, if that's what you think. Although I should probably tell the others about what happened-"

"NO! I mean, uh, no. Sorry, almost gave you ear damage."

"Why not?"

"Because if the others find out, they'll spread it to others, and pretty soon, the news will be all over Equestria! It'll even get to Discord!"

Fluttershy hadn't even thought about Discord. Maybe it was because she was so tired…

"And if Discord found out, well…You're his marefriend!"

"No, I'm not-" she said, embarrassed.

"And when you mess with a man's love life…Well…Who knows what he'll do to me?! He could put poison in my cupcakes, you know, sort of like cosmic payback, or he could turn my cupcakes into gigantic monsters that would eat my normal cupcakes, then me, then eventually, the whole town!"

"Pinkie, he's not gonna do that."

"I know, but I can't risk it."

"Okay, visiting time's over. Fluttershy needs her rest," the doctor advised.

"Okay, guess I'd…better fulfill that restraining order."

"Um…I'll miss you...Pinkie."

Her eyes fluttered close, and the injured pony drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

"Oh, no! She's dead! I killed her!"

"Uh, no, that's just the anesthetic. She's okay as long as the heart monitor's beeping."

Pinkie looked at all the devices around her.

"Which one's the heart monitor?"

"The beeping thing."

"Ohh, so that's what that is."