It was a glorious morning in Ponyville. It was a golden happy day.  One could say that it was the best morning that Ponyville had ever experienced, and that many a random pony came up with the idea of writing thank you letters to Princess Celestia to congratulate her on her amazing creation. There was only one Pony in all of Ponyville who could not stand this beautiful perfect morning. In fact this pony was not thinking about what a glorious or beautiful or how absolutely, perfect it was, She was instead cursing hospital designers.

"Whoever designed this hospital should be drug out onto a cliff and pushed off!" Rainbow Dash had been confined to bed rest for three days because they could not be certain whether or not Discord's claws were venomous, as they had a distinct lack of sane doctors in the hospital. For the last two days, Rainbow Dash had been woken up by the sun blasting her in the face. And in the last two days, Rainbow Dash had had no visitors. It brought home just how alone she was now. If she had been bed-bound for even one day back in her old world, she would've had at least 15 visitors, and a party.

The last day passed just the same as the first two, slowly and agonizingly. There was nothing to do. Same boring Hospital room as before. Same White ceiling tiles, same 'soothing' green walls, same year old magizines. Morning to nightfall, there was nothing. An hour before visiting hours closed, she got one visitor. It was Gilda.

"Dash! I came as soon as I heard! What's wrong!" Gilda shouted. Apparently Gilda was afraid that she was dying, just like she was supposed to be.

"Yeah, it's a miracle. I'm not going to die in a few months. Woo." Rainbow Dash didn't really feel like being her normal exuberant self.

"WHAT!!! That's great! But... why do you seem so down? We took out Discord! Speaking of which why were you with Discord anyway?" Gilda seemed excited.

"I've been in here for three days Gilda." Gilda seemed to almost deflate at that. "Listen, can you do me a favor?"

"What Dash?"

"I need a job. Can I join the weather team?" Dash paused before sounding a little embarrassed. "Could you tell me where I live? I've forgotten." Dash groaned under her breath.

"Are you sure you're up to it? Being a part of the weather team is a big responsibility." She paused for a moment, then said. "You forgot again? You need to get your head checked. Or find a way to Keep your clouds from drifting off. It's on Twilight's house again. She can help you up there if you need it. You don't need it? Ok, if you say so. I'm off to go practice for the wonderbolts. I mean they got to let someone other than a pegasi in some time right?" She walked out while Rainbow Dash tried to process the information.

Gilda was so much different from what she remembered. Instead of the cruel insensitive jerk that had been to Pinkie Pie's party, she was nicer and more talkative. She realized what she had become like. Gilda had taken her place, her friends, and even her dream. Rainbow Dash had a lot of ground to make up for if she wanted to be called Equestria's best flier again.

A lot of work indeed.