“What?” Octavia said. “How would that happen?” Just then, by coincidence, she spilled a boiling pot of spaghetti on herself.

“Fff... aust!”

Lyra came running into the kitchen. “Octavia, I heard—Holy Faust!”

“Get me to Zecora!”

“Why can’t we use the normal—”

“Zecora!”

And so Lyra teleported them to in front of Zecora’s. She fucked up the teleportation a bit and put them three metres above the ground.

“Ow...” Octavia said, as if it wasn’t obvious. Lyra dragged her and knocked the door.

“Come in,” Zecora said, not opening the door or going anywhere.

Lyra came in with Octavia. Zecora was applying a bandage to Rainbow’s head. Rainbow also had bandages on her forelegs, if it matters to you.

“Oh,” Lyra said. “I see you’re busy.”

“No, I just finished. You can leave now, Rainbow Dash.”

Lyra made a space and Rainbow left for a good cloud, but not so good that she would keep falling asleep and dreaming about being a butterfly in a bar tended by Apple Bloom.

“Can you fix Octavia?” Lyra said.

“Is that a φth-degree burn on her right everywhere?”

“I should be asking you that.”

“I’ll need 3 Mottled Leaves, 5 Orange Herbs, and 10 Eyes of Everfree. Luckily, I have them all here. Making the appropriate magical version of tea will take about three hours.”

“Three hours?”

“Unless you can find me a Sprig of Wall.”

“What should we do, Octavia?”

“We should just wait.”

Three hours later!

“Here,” Zecora said, carefully hooving Octavia the tea. Octavia drank it and was instantly healed of all burn-related wounds.

“Thanks,” Lyra said.

“Thank you,” said Octavia.

“I... thank... you,” Lyra said.

“I must thank you so much, I am truly—”

“Leave,” Zecora said.

They left. Zecora looked at a random shelf.

“I need to start charging for these things.”

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