Chapter 6

"Does it hurt?" Windy asked trying to move Cotton's strained leg. "Ow, yes. Very much so." he hissed. "I'm very sorry." she apologized. 2 hours earlier, Windy was resting on a cloud. She yawned, finding noting to do with her time. She looked down and spotted Cotton and thought it would be fun to tackle him like she normally would. She flipped over went prone and struck like lightning. "Ow! Windy!" Cotton shouted. "Sorry, I couldn't resist." she said grinning wildly. When she got off him, Cotton felt a sharp pain in his left hind leg. "Ow!" he shouted. "Oh it didn't hurt that much you sissy." she said. "No, I'm serious Windy. My leg hurts." he said. "Oh okay, I'm so sorry about tackling you." she said sarcastically. He tried to move his leg again but started hissing in pain again. "Okay sweetie, that's enough now, it's not funny any more." she said a more worried tone. Cotton moved his leg again but collapsed to the ground. Windy scooped him up and rushed him to the hospital.

A doctor went to Windy after some testing was done. "Well good news is it's just a sprain, bad news is he won't and shouldn't walk on it for about a week or so." the doctor explained. "Is there anything I can do?" she asked. "Best thing for you to do is keep him off his hooves and keep him comfortable until he recovers." the doctor said. Later, Windy brought Cotton home and laid him in bed with his leg propped up on a pillow. "I'm very sorry." she apologized. Cotton laid there a sulky look on his face. "Whatever, just don't make it worse." he said.

Windy was going to say something, but there was a knock at the door. She went to the door and answered, to Pen there. "Pen, what brings you here?" she asked. "Saw that Cotton was hurt, so I brought over a pie." he explained. "Wait, how do you know he's hurt?" she asked. "Well, I was taking Vanilla to the hospital for her annual check up and I saw you carrying him. So, I put two and two together." he said placing the pie on the kitchen counter. "How's he doing by the way?"

"He's mad at me, sure it was my fault. But I said I was sorry and he hasn't forgiven me." she said. "Give him some time. He can't stay mad for long and since you'll have to take care of him, he'll have to depend on you more." Pen said. "I guess so." she mumbled. "Well, hope he gets soon. Good day." he said leaving.

Windy went back into the bedroom. "Who was it?" Cotton asked. "Pen, he was at the hospital when we were leaving and brought a pie over." she said. "Oh." he replied uncaringly. "Do you want a piece?" she asked. "Not hungry." he mumbled. "Alright, I'll put it away. Are you ok, need any?" she asked. "I'm fine." he mumbled. "Alright, I'll be in the next room if you need anything." she said sadly leaving into the living room. She put the pie away and laid down on the couch sighing depressingly.

About a few hours later, she woke up to the sound of rain hitting the windows. She stretched herself out and went in the bedroom to check on Cotton. Cotton was still bed now asleep, she walked over to him and kissed his forehead. "Cotton, I'm sorry. I don't when or if you'll forgive me. But I want you to know that I'm sorry and would never intentionally hurt you." she said softly to him. She turned around and left the room. "Windy." he called out. She turned towards him. "I appreciate what you're doing for me." he said. Windy smiled and rushed and jumped on top of him. "I knew you couldn't stay mad at me!" she cried. "OW! LEG, LEG!" he yelled.

About a week, Cotton was about to walk again and Windy promised that she would be more careful around him. "So, how does it feel being back on all four legs?" she asked. "Not bad, a little weird, but not bad." he said as they were walking to work. "Have a good one." she said giving him a peck on the cheek. Cotton went into Print's office. "Cotton, where have you been?" Print asked. "I've been off work, I sprained my leg. Didn't Windy tell you?" Cotton asked. "No, no pony told. In fact, both you and Windy need to stay late to make up for missed work." Print said. "Yes sir." Cotton sighed.