Hey there everypony!!! Well it's time we got back to the MC of this lovely story, so from this point on the main chapters will be from our lovely Sarah's POV. I'll let you know if there's any perspective shifts at the beginning of the chapter, but those should be few and far between. Other than that, HAPPY READING!!!

The first thing I became aware of was the soft breeze that rippled through my hair. That sensation was quickly followed by the soft sheets that were covering my body and the cloud-like mattress that I was resting on. My head was comfortably rested on a firm pillow and I could feel something connected to my left arm. I was also aware of a soft beeping coming from my right, most likely a heart monitor. I winced as pain echoed through my body, reminding me of the complete idiot I was before doing a nosedive off a cliff face. Smart idea there Sarah, real genius climbing a sheer rock wall in a rainstorm.

“Oh, my everything.” I groaned as I lifted my right arm to my face, blocking out the sunlight that was trying to drill its way through my eyelids, “hope the doc has some painkillers for all this, or else I’m going to kick someone’s teeth in for leaving me hanging.”

I lowered my arm and forced my eyes open, trying my best not to squint as my vision adjusted to the sunlight. My gaze took in the room in an instant, marking exit points and possible places to hide out of habit before the rest of my mind could catch up with my instincts. The window taking up the right wall was open, allowing the familiar breeze to flow into the room, ruffling the plain white curtains as they slowly danced in the gentle airflow. A single circle of light took up center stage in the ceiling, while a set of two doors took up the opposite corners of my little abode. One seemed to lead into the hallway, while the one across from me probably led to a bathroom. Yet, as I looked around and took in everything, I noticed that something seemed off. First off, my legs were hanging a good half a foot off the end of the bed, and the entirety of the furniture seemed to have been designed for kids. Everything was about a foot too short, save for the doorways. Also, the heart monitor I heard before wasn’t hooked up to any kind of wires or sensors. All it did was sit there on the desktop pulsing away like it didn’t have a care in the world.

“Alright, either some really funky shit is going on,” I muttered under my breath, “or I’m more looped up on painkillers than I thought.”

I winced as my formerly dislocated shoulder made itself known again, “Nope, definitely not the painkillers.” I tried to get my bearings as my mind struggled to put the pieces together. “Am I in the kiddy ward or something? Did they run out of space in the trauma center or something?”

My brain began thinking itself into circles as more and more questions tried to grab my attention. Why wasn’t the heart monitor connected to me? Why was everything so small?

“And who in the hell took my clothes?!” I yelled as I realized I had nothing on but my underwear and bra. I pulled my arms over my chest as I curled my knees up to my body, “Alright, I can understand taking stuff off for surgery, but why in the hell didn’t they put my clothes back on me when they were done?” A cold shiver ran up my spine at the thought of some kinky doctor getting off to my nearly naked body while I was unconscious, “Nope, that’s it. I’m getting out of here.”

I was just about to throw the sheets off my body when the doorknob began to rattle. I froze and tried to relax my muscles as the door began to open inward. First rule of unarmed combat, always keep loose to increase your speed and reaction time.

I was prepared for some nurse to step in with a clipboard or something like that. What I got was a tiny white horse with a ridiculous bubblegum pink mane and tail. My jaw dropped as it walked in, my gaze taking in its far too big eyes, red cross brand, and the tiny nurse’s cap that rested between its ears.

Its large pale blue eyes widened once our gazes met, and I was utterly baffled by the way the irises shrank along with the pupils as its ears folded back along its head. For a moment we simply stared at one another, before the horse creature made a sound that suspiciously resembled a clearing of the throat.

“U-Um, if you would be so kind as to sit still,” My jaw dropped as its mouth moved in conjunction with the decidedly female voice I was hearing, “I need to take a look at your vitals so we can make sure the treatment isn’t having any side effects.”

It took me a moment to get my brain out of the 404 error it had found itself stuck in, but I quickly grounded myself in reality as the little horse thing took a step towards me.

I rolled behind the bed, ripping the IV out of my arm as I took cover behind the furniture and peeking over it to lock gazes with my companion.

“I don’t know what kind of genetic experiment gone crazy cute you are,” I growled as the little horse thing flinched, “but if you try and come any closer and I’ll break my mechanical leg off in your teeth.”

Her already pale complexion managed to go a few shades whiter as she backed up a step or three, “P-Please, the doctors just want to make sure your bones are healing properly. You were in terrible shape when you arrived, and for a while there we weren’t sure you were going to make it. Please,” it lifted up a hoof in what looked like a placating manner, “we just want to help you.”

I tried to keep a level head as I stared the creature into complacency, “Yeah, not going to happen. No offence to you and whatever else might be walking around in this nuthouse, but I’m not going to stick around when I could end up on someone’s dissection table the moment I got to sleep.”

I stood to my full height and noted the fact that the little horse was only about three and a half feet tall, maybe four at most. Huh, probably should call it a pony then. I mused to myself as it took a couple more steps back. By this point its rump was resting against the door, and its tail was tucked so far between its hind legs it looked like a scared little puppy. It didn’t help matters that its overly expressive eyes were wide in terror with tears pooling at the edges.

I groaned inwardly at its petrified state, If it’s one thing I can’t stand it’s seeing cute things afraid of me. Might as well try and calm it down before it passes out from fright.

I took a few steps closer to the creature, feeling genuinely guilty when it sat down and covered its head with its forelegs. I paused for half a second to make a mental note that this thing had to have ball and socket joints in its shoulders to make that motion, but I cleared that aside for later review as I came up to tower over the creature.

The poor thing was shaking like a leaf, and I could swear it was whimpering as I knelt down in front of it, bringing me more or less to eye level with it. Without even meaning to, my eyes moved past its front legs and chest, catching a glimpse of the delicate folds that were nearly hidden between its hind legs. Another mental note, the creature is a female. Moving my eyes back up to the newly gendered creature’s head, I could clearly see the tears that ran down her cheeks, her nose beginning to run as her entire body shuddered in fear. I let out a sign, resigning myself to whatever horrible torture that might follow my actions, and wrapped my arms around the poor mare’s shoulders.
Her body locked up as my body came into contact with hers, and I allowed her to get comfortable with my contact before I adjusted our positions. Normally I wouldn’t do this with anything other than a kitten, but I felt it might be appropriate for the situation. I guided her head between my breasts, gently moving her legs out of the way as I rubbed the back of her neck with my other hand. She wriggled for a moment before settling into position, her shaking slowly coming to a stop as I hummed softly in the back of my throat.

Seemingly of their own accord, the mare’s forelegs wrapped around my ribs in a mirror of my hug, and she nuzzled between my breasts for a moment before she opened her eyes. Yet, as her watery gaze took in where she was and what position she was in, her eyes widened and her cheeks immediately turned a bright shade of red. She practically leaped out of my grip, her bun coming completely undone as she jumped to her hooves. One hoof found its way to her mouth, feeling around her muzzle like she was trying to find something that had been left there by her contact with my chest, and I felt my own cheeks heating up as I realized what I had just done.

I’ve never even let a man do that when I was having sex with them! I mentally screamed at myself, What the hell is wrong with me?! Then it hit me, I would do that with my dog when we would cuddle on the couch, and when I went over to my uncle’s place his cats would always try and snuggle into my chest. Is it because she’s a cute little animal? Did my brain not make the connection because she’s something similar to the cute animals I have back home?

I shook my head, trying to sort my mind out as the mare seemed to be doing the same. Our eyes met and I felt myself smiling as I rubbed the back of my neck, “Sorry about that, I do that with my dog when she gets all upset and it usually calms her right down.” I averted my gaze as my cheeks heated up again, “I forgot for a moment that you aren’t exactly the same as my dog.”

The mare’s blush faded slightly as she coughed into one foreleg, “Well I won’t fault you for doing what you thought was right. It’s not like that was the most compromising position I’ve ever been in with a patient.” She met my eyes as she stood up straight, “Alright, enough of that. I need to check your vitals and sitting on the floor isn’t going to help any. Now, back to bed with you,” she made a shooing motion with one hoof, “you shouldn’t even be moving around like that in your condition anyway.”

I rolled my eyes as I walked back to the bed. No matter where you were, doctors and nurses were all the same. I climbed back into the bed and pulled the sheet up to my chest, leaving my arms free as the nurse walked up to the bedside. She looked at the clipboard that was hanging off of the peg to my left, her eyes looking over some fine detail that was beyond me before turning back to face me.

“Now hold out your leg so I can check your pulse.” Her eyes were locked on my left arm so I let the misnomer slide for now.

I held out my arm for her and was surprised when she placed a hoof directly over my wrist. I felt a weird sensation, like someone was rubbing a mitten over my skin before a pressure made itself known over one of the arteries. She held that position for a moment before nodding to herself, pulling her hoof back and picking up the nearby pen in her teeth.

She wrote something down on the clipboard before turning back to me, “Alright, I need you to lose the sheet for just a minute dearie.”

I held the cloth a bit closer to my chest, “Why?” I wasn’t in the mood to play any games. This situation was weird enough as it was.

Her response was to roll her eyes, “I’m not going to be able to listen to your lungs properly with the sheets in the way, now move your limbs before I get impatient.”

I couldn’t help the snicker that rose unbidden from my throat. This little pony was threatening to get physical with me? The idea was absolutely absurd. However, my chortle was cut off by the hard glare she leveled at me. A chill ran up my spine and I was distinctly reminded of my drill sergeant when he really laid into us at basic training. Almost without my consent, my arms moved the sheets away from my chest, exposing my upper body to her once again.

She nodded once, “That’s better, now when I tell you to, I want you to breath in as deeply as you can, and then let it out nice and slow, understand?”

I nodded agreement, wondering how she was going to listen to my lungs without a stethoscope. Yet, without any warning, she leaned her head in and rested one of her large ears against my chest, right between my breasts. My breathing hitched for a moment, yet this time her cheeks remained completely clear of any blush or heat. Her fur was extremely soft against my skin, and I had to resist the urge to wrap my arms around her and hold her close like a living teddy bear.

“Deep breath now please.” She spoke up from her position leaning into me.

I complied, breathing in as long as I could, feeling some surprise when none of my ribs protested the action. I held it for a second before letting it out just as slowly, doing my best not to pay attention to the absolutely adorable creature leaning against me.

She nodded as she pulled back, her eyes firm as she locked gazes once again, “Now I’m going to inform the doctor that you’re awake. Do I need to remind you that you are still a patient and must refrain from doing anything strenuous until you are discharged?”

I shook my head, “No ma’am.”

She nodded in return, “Then I should be back before too long.”

As she turned to walk away I realized something, “Wait!” She looked over her shoulder at me, “Um, where would the other humans happen to be in this little setup you have going? I mean, you’re some kind of assistant to them right?”

Her eyes narrowed in confusion, before she turned back around to face me, “I’m not sure what you mean. I’ve never heard of these ‘humans’ before. Are you certain you’re alright?”

Now it was my turn to narrow my eyes, “But, that doesn’t make any sense. If you’re not some lab creation, then where the hell am I?”

At this her demeanor shifted to one of understanding, “I think it will be a lot clearer once we have the proper authorities come in and explain the situation. I’m not at liberty to say much other than speculation, but last I heard the princesses themselves were looking into your arrival here in Ponyville.”

“Ponyville?” I asked, “What kind of name for a town is that?”

She shrugged, “Don’t ask me, it was the name given to our town over three hundred years ago. I’m not privy to the thoughts our foremares had when they came up with it. Anyway,” she announced as she turned to the door once more, “I have other rounds to complete before the end of my shift. Do try and stay out of trouble until I get back with Dr. Tenderhoof.”

With that she closed the door behind her, leaving me all alone in my room, and with far more questions than I had answers to. Ponyville? Princesses? Did I crash land into some kind of fantasy-style coloring book when I fell of that cliff? I shook my head as I looked out the window again, this time taking in the sights instead of focusing on the drapery. What met my gaze was something straight out of the fifteenth century, with thatched roof houses and an open air market to boot. I rubbed my eyes as I spotted more and more of those little pony creatures, all decked out in every candy-coated hue and shade imaginable. I thought the nurse had been flamboyant, but she had nothing on some of the critters walking around outside. I thought I saw one that was bright pink from head to tail bouncing around, but I quickly lost it in the mass of eye-melting color that seemed to be the local populous.

I lay back on the bed and pulled the sheets up again to maintain what little modesty I had left, allowing my mind to process the new information it had been presented with. First off, those pony things could apparently talk and reason like a normal human being. Check one for the crazy shit list. Second, I was in some place called Ponyville, whatever that meant, and had been somehow treated for my multiple broken bones and other injuries. Double check. My clothes were missing for some stupid reason. Grr, check. And to top it all off, my crazy ass had somehow ended up in a place where the sentient pony population either had no idea what a human was, or they were hiding the info to keep me in the dark about where I really was. Check.

I rubbed my eyes and growled under my breath, “Looks like you really landed in the shit pile this time old girl.” I lowered my arms to the bed and stared up at the ceiling, “What’s next, a surprise party in honor of my not being a blood stain on the rocky cliff base?”

I don’t know how long I lay there, ruminating on what had happened to me, but it had to have been close to an hour or more before I heard voices from the other side of the hallway door. I sat up, holding the sheet to my chest as the voices got louder, although I was once again stopped cold by what came through the doorway once it opened.

My nurse was the first to enter, her unique coloration saw to my immediate recognition of her as she walked in. I noted that she had redone the bun her mane had been in during her last visit, although as her eyes landed on me I noticed the slight blush that adorned her cheeks. I cracked a slight smirk as I remembered her reaction to my impromptu hug earlier. Man or woman, human or otherwise, I still got it where it counts.

My moment of pride was shredded as I spotted the other beings entering my little space, my jaw dropping and my mind going completely blank as I tried to rationalize what it was I was seeing. Following the nurse into the room was a light brown stallion dressed in a doctor’s smock, his gender made obvious by the solid jawline and more muscular stature. Yet it was the little addition to his forehead that had me sputtering in shock. A five-inch horn protruded from his mane like some kind of flag pole, with a spiral groove winding its way from base to tip around the outside. My eyes moved from him to the other visitor, and my already fried brain threw in the towel and raised a white flag of surrender at what I saw.

The mare in question was almost every shade of purple imaginable, from the deep indigo of her mane and tail to the softer lavender of her coat. Even her eyes were purple, a bright and attentive violet that met my gaze pound for pound. She too had a horn sticking from her forehead, although it had to be a good seven inches and ended in a much sharper point than her companion. As she stepped further into the room I caught a glimpse of a set of wings folded against her sides, and at that point my frazzled mind had taken enough of a beating to call it quits. The last thing I remember was my eyes rolling into the back of my head and my body hitting the bed with a thump. The cries of shock might have been my imagination.

I groaned as my mind reconnected with the rest of my body, and I covered my eyes with one hand as I muttered under my breath, “If there’s a unicorn and bright purple pegacorn sitting in my room right now I’m going to see the nearest psychologist.”

“Actually the correct term is alicorn.” A young female voice answered, “But why would you need to see a psychologist if Dr. Tenderhoof and I are in the room?”

I grimaced as the voice confirmed my worst fears. I resigned myself to the inevitable and removed my hand from my eyes, looking around the room to address my audience. My nurse was sitting at my side, her face the textbook image of worry, while the doctor and pegacorn, er, alicorn, sat at the foot of the bed. Their expressions were mixed, although the doctor seemed to be thinking rather hard while the mare had a more curious gleam in her eyes. I rubbed my eyes and sat up, holding the sheets with my right hand while I reached out with my left. Without even thinking I started rubbing my nurse behind an ear with my fingers, although I immediately retracted my limb when she started humming in appreciation.

I winced as the other two’s eyes widened at my actions, “Sorry, force of habit.” I held my hand against my chest as I fought the urge to curl up into a ball, “When I’m nervous I’d rub my dog’s ears to calm down. I didn’t mean to do that to you. I’m sorry.”

Her eyes seemed to be out of focus for a second before she shook her head, “Oh think nothing of it, I’m sure you didn’t mean anything by it. It actually felt rather nice.”

I blushed as I realized I might have just felt up my caretaker by accident, “Yeah, my bad.” I turned my gaze to the other two members of our little party, my eyes landing on the doc as a thought occurred to me, “Would you mind explaining why in the heck you have a horn sticking out of your head?”

His eyes crossed as he looked up at his horn, “I’m a unicorn. I’ve had it since I was born. What exactly makes my horn so intriguing?”

“Maybe because unicorns are nothing but myths last time I checked?” I countered.

I opened my mouth to speak, but I was cut off as a loud pop sound echoed around the room. My eyes were drawn to the other mare as movement caught my attention, although I nearly jumped out of my skin as what I was seeing. Floating next to her head, enveloped in a purple aura, was an old-fashioned quill and scroll, scribbling away like the laws of physics didn’t matter in the slightest. I took note of the fact that the mare’s horn was also glowing with a purple aura, before I did my very best to hide under the too-small sheets.

“Gah!” I yelled, trying my best not to freak out any worse than I already was. “Okay, news flash, the laws of physics are taking a break for the day, no need to worry. I’ll just wait under here until the world goes back to being normal again.”

The skritch-scratch of the quill paused for a moment, before the purple mare’s voice sounded off again, “What do you mean, ‘the laws of physics have taken a break’? Nothing strange is going on that would even allude to that being the case.”

I poked my head out from under the sheets and pointed a shaking finger at the gravity-defying scroll and quill, “Then explain how those two items are currently doing their very best to laugh in the face of gravity.”

The mare’s eyes were drawn to the items floating next to her head for a moment, before they widened and she blushed a bright red through her already dark fur. The glow around her horn and the items faded, and seemingly out of nowhere gravity once again held sway over everything in the room. Both fluttered to the floor as the mare smacked herself in the face with one hoof, and I winced internally at the pain I figured would come from that action. What with hooves and all that.

“How could I have been so stupid?!” She growled as she lowered her leg back to the floor, “I knew your kind had never encountered magic before and what’s the first thing I do upon seeing you, start using a levitation spell like it’s absolutely nothing!” She groaned as she turned around and pressed her forehead against the wall, “I could have just destroyed any form of communication we might have established all because I was too lazy to hold the quill in my mouth!”

My eyes moved from the seemingly frustrated mare to the others, although if their tired rolling of the eyes were anything to go by, this was not the first time said mare had reacted like this to something not going as planned. Understandably, I was confused as all hell, but that didn’t change the fact that something had to be done to fix the situation. I’d get to the proverbial claymore of magic later on. Right now I needed to get some answers and I figured the purple mare in front of me might hold some of them. I turned my attention back to said sulking alicorn, and thought of what I might say to help smooth over the situation.

“Um, pardon me miss,” I managed to force out, “but what exactly are you so worried about? I was just surprised, that’s all. Why don’t we talk about something else and we’ll get back to the topic of this ‘magic’ later.”

She turned to face me with the most pitiful expression I had ever seen, “You really mean it? You aren’t mad at me?”

I forced myself not to ‘d’aww’ at the adorable pout she was making, and instead coughed into my fist to make it seem like I was clearing my throat, “Sure, yeah, whatever. No harm done other than scaring me out of my wits. It’ll take more than that to make me mad.” Whew, glad she’s the type that’s easy to cheer up.

Her lips pulled into a beaming smile, “Oh good, because I have so many questions for you!” She practically leaped to my bedside, her nearly manic expression making more than one shiver run up my spine as she leaned in close, “Oh there’s so much I want to ask, like what kind of meat do you eat if all the animals are sentient?” She didn’t even let me answer before she gasped, “What if the animals aren’t sentient? Oh this could be a breakthrough in the history of evolution! You need to tell me or else I’ll never be able to figure it out!”

For the first time in my life, I turned to a higher authority, namely my nurse, and used a line I never thought I would ever hear coming out of my mouth, “I think I need an adult.”

This brought the alicorn talking my ear off to a complete halt, at the same time my nurse and the doc cracked up laughing. The object of said laughter began turning beet red from the neck up, her wings ruffling several times as she averted her gaze to a very interesting spot on the floor.

Finally, after several minutes of chuckles and more than one cleared throat, my nurse turned to the mare next to her and said with utmost patience, “I think we can hold off on the questions until after the patient is discharged. Don’t you think so, Princess?”

Hold on, princess?! Did my nurse just say what I thought she said?! Said alicorn seemed oblivious to my mental backflips as she brushed some of her mane out of her face, “Yeah, that might be for the best, although I think I can answer some of our guest’s questions. I’m sure she has plenty of her own. At this point I’m pretty sure she’s not a threat, at least from what I can tell from our interactions thus far.”

I reengaged my brain as her eyes met mine, and I forced out the first question that came to mind, “You’re a princess?”

She reacted in a way that I was not expecting. Her ears folded against her head and she rubbed one foreleg against the other as she averted her gaze, “Yes, well, I’m technically the Princess of Friendship, but I hate it when ponies stand on ceremony around me. It makes me feel like I have too much power over them and I don’t like making my friends uncomfortable.”

Okay, local royalty doesn’t like being referred to as such, mental note, “So what do I call you if you don’t want to be called Princess?”

She immediately perked up, “Oh, my name is Twilight Sparkle, but my friends call me Twilight. What’s your name?”

I was taken aback for a moment by her rapid return, but I recovered enough to reply fairly easily, “It’s Sarah, Sarah Lovegood.”

She clapped her front hooves together in a very human manner, squeeing in a very cute way as she did a little happy dance, “Oh this is so exciting, we’re already exchanging cultural engagement!”

My nurse either ignored or simply didn’t care about the overreacting royalty in the room, smiling at me as she placed a hoof over her heart, “My name is Nurse Redheart, and the stallion who fixed most of your bone injuries is Dr. Tenderhoof.”

My gaze moved over to the unicorn stallion, who simply nodded with a kind smile. I returned it and mouthed a quick ‘thank you’ to him while Twilight continued her little nerd-fest. As my attention came back to the aforementioned alicorn, I got the distinct feeling that I’d be seeing a lot more of this excitable nature in the future, if my instincts had anything to say about it.

“So you said you were willing to answer my questions?” I asked, hoping to bring Twilight back to Earth, if that was even where I was anymore.

She paused in her motions, seemed to realize what she had been doing, and cleared her throat as a soft blush accented her cheeks, “Yes, well, I think it would only be fair, given you’re somewhat drastic arrival into our world.”

I noticed how she emphasized ‘world’ in her statement, and I had to ask the million dollar question, “I’m not on planet Earth anymore, am I?”

The silence that followed my question was so thick you could cut it with a knife, and for a moment I was worried I had offended my caretakers. However, my fears seemed unfounded as I noticed the tears building up in Twilight’s eyes. I knew her answer before she even moved, but the soft nod was all it took for my entire existence to come crashing down on top of my head. For a moment I simply sat there, my gaze leveling on my clasped hands, the sheet momentarily forgotten as the true weight of my situation hit me like a ten ton semi. I wasn’t on Earth anymore.

I turned my attention back to Twilight, the next question coming easily after that titanic revelation, “So if I’m not on Earth, then where am I?”

“Specifically you’re on the planet Equis,” she replied, “upon which you are within the country of Equestria, within which is the town of Ponyville. Here the dominant race is known as ponies, like me and the medical staff before you. There are five tribes of ponies within Equestria, sort of like subspecies if you will. Those would be earth pony, unicorn, pegasi, thestral and alicorn. Each has access to the natural magic field of Equis in different ways, but all of the tribes have access to magic in one form or another. Outside of Equestria there’s the Gryphon Empire, Minotaur Confederacy, Dragon Lands, Zebra Tribes and Changeling Hives. All of them are sapient races in their own right, and we live together in mostly peaceful interactions.”

I took a moment to go over the rather long list in my mind before replying, “Boy, that’s a lot of different races. And I thought having one sentient race was confusing enough.” I paused as a thought came to me, “Is it possible that you could use this magic of yours to get me back home?”

Her face immediately fell, and I knew I wasn’t going to like her answer, “We’re still looking into how you arrived on our world. Other than some magic residue that was too weak to read properly, there wasn’t any indication of how you came to be here. You simply appeared out of nowhere and began bleeding out in my castle.” Her ears folded as she met my gaze, “I’m sorry, but at this point I’m not sure if we’ll ever figure out how you got here, let alone sending you back.”

I nodded, at least something about this crazy world makes sense on some level, “Alright then, I guess there’s only so much you can do. I do have one more question, though. Would someone mind explaining what happened to my clothes! I’ve been sitting here in my underwear for hours and frankly I’m wondering what’s keeping them so long. Sure there must have been some blood on them but it can’t take all that much to clean off some stains.”

At this point I caught the most obvious guilty expression I had ever seen flash across Twilight’s face. I zeroed in on her in a heartbeat and leaned towards her, “Spill it Your Highness, before I try and do something we’re both going to regret.” Not like I was actually going to do anything, but she didn’t know that.

She swallowed thickly, sweat running down her face as she tried to hold my gaze, “Well you see, um, I gave them all to my friend Rarity because we’d never seen clothing like them before. We just wanted to know more about you so I didn’t think it would be all that important if we just borrowed them for a little while. I mean it’s not like they were all that interesting compared to the amazing technology you had in your pack.” Her eyes widened as the fatal words left her mouth, and she clapped a hoof over her lips as she tried in vain to cover up what she had said.

I narrowed my eyes in the most threatening way I could muster, and that was saying something given I had to stare down Marines that were a good two feet taller than me on more than one occasion, “You want to run that by me again?” My tone brokered absolutely no arguments, and I could actually see the moment her brain cracked under the pressure.

“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have taken them it was just so much I could study and now you’re mad at me and we’ll never become friends oh why did I have to be so stupid I should have just left things alone and now you’ll never forgive me please I just wanted to understand more about you I’m so very sorry!” She spewed out in one long sentence.

I don’t think she even came up for air during the entire gush of apology soup that somehow came tumbling out of her mouth. She flung her upper body onto the bed, hugging me around my waist as she nuzzled into my stomach. I was slightly worried about her horn but it seemed she was careful not to accidentally jab me with it. For a moment I simply sat there, listening to her continue to babble into my abs like a child that had been bad. I tried to ask for help from the med staff, but they simply rolled their eyes at her antics for the second time that day.
Uncertain on what I was supposed to do, I did the only thing I could think of. I reached up gently with my hands and began rubbing behind her ears and around the back of her head. Her babbling almost immediately came to a halt, and before long she was humming and groaning as she leaned into my touch. For Christ’s sake her tail started wagging like she was some kind of overgrown Labrador before she seemed to realize what was going on.

Much like Redheart before her, Twilight practically leaped backwards, her eyes wide and her wings flared as she took several steadying breaths. Redheart snickered behind her hoof as Dr. Tenderhoof watched with intense interest. Apparently the whole ear thing was new to him. Maybe the lack of fingers never brought up the idea of ear rubs to these ponies.

“It’s alright Twilight,” I managed to force out between my badly contained chuckles, “I forgive you. Just make sure that you tell this Rarity that I need them back before I leave here. I can’t very well go around in public in my underwear now can I?”

She nodded slowly as her wings folded back against her sides, “I’ll, um,” she cleared her throat before continuing in a stronger tone, “I’ll make sure she knows so that way you can have them once you’re cleared to leave. Well, um, it was nice meeting you Sarah, I’ll be back later once the doctors say you’re alright to leave. I know you didn’t come to our world by choice, but I want you to know we’ll do everything in our power to make your stay a happy one.”

“Goodbye Twilight.” I called as she walked over to the door, her horn glowing for a second as the door swung open. “Oh, and Twilight.” I called as she entered the opening.

She glanced over her shoulder at me, her expression expectant, “Yes?”

I couldn’t help the grin that covered my face as I spoke, “Make sure you give me back my gear when you’re done playing scientist.”

She blushed again as she nodded, “I’ll try and remember that. Good day to you, Sarah. Doctor, nurse.” She nodded to each of the staff, who returned the gesture as the door swung closed behind her.

As relative peace settled over my room once again, I was set upon by a sudden urge to flee. I didn’t understand it at first until Dr. Tenderhoof stepped up to my right side, Nurse Redheart taking my left and effectively cutting off any means of escape.

“Now don’t worry about a thing,” Redheart said gently as she picked up a truly massive needle in her teeth, “thith wiff onwy hurf ah bif.”

I made to get up but a tingling sensation suddenly covered my whole body. I looked down and saw my body was covered from head to toe in a soft blue aura. A quick look at Dr. Tenderhoof’s horn confirmed my suspicions. No matter how hard I struggled, there was no getting past the gentle but firm pressure that kept my body immobile as Redheart moved the needle into position next to my left shoulder.

As she turned her head to wind up for insertion, the only thing I could think to say was, “Mamma.”

Author's Notes:

Yay! Another chapter is done and ready to go!! I hope you all have enjoyed reading this story thus far. I certainly enjoyed writing it. Anyways, let's have a round of applause for our MC, who managed to come up with a new form of foreplay completely by accident. Nah, I'm just kidding, I would never do something like that in a story, or would I?

Hold onto your hats, because this story is just getting warmed up. I can't wait to see how you all react to some of the surprises I have in store. Oh well, you'll just have to wait until I write them to find out what they are.

Until next time, I'll see you all next chapter,
Shadow Quill, Messenger of the Moon.