”100% pure! Medical Lubrication! For ultra sound, infrared therapy, electro stimulation, lubrication!” I read the label on a bottle in the fridge.

“Is that the bottle I produced, just the other day?” I ponder.

“These bottles need to go directly to the local hospital in Ponyville!” Pinkie Pie explains.

“Makes sense!” I respond; “We could never make use of more than one of these bottles!” I ponder.

“You will need to wear a back pack; since saddle bags doesn’t work for bipedal gaits!” Pinkie Pie points out, pointing a hoof towards the back pack she had intended for me to carry the delivery to the hospital in.

I slip my right and left arm in behind the back pack, feeling it comfortably resting on my back Pinkie Pie really does go all out; when it comes to the comfort for us girls, and the products safety for the delivery.

I feel the weight build up, as she is stacking one bottle after the other into the back pack I wear. The pack manages to contain thirty bottles, all in all; quite heavy for a little giraffe, like me. At least, the bottles of lubrication, are not quite as heavy; as one would have expected, based on the size of each bottle.

“A nice day for a walk!” I ponder.

“The doctors and nurses will be quite happy, for the delivery!” I suggest.

“Yes, they will indeed!” Pinkie Pie responds.

“So many uses, for just the one bottle of clear, viscous gel! No wonder they are happy for this delivery!” I respond.

“That is why I ask you to carry this to the hospital; which is that large building, just at the edge of the village!” Pinkie Pie explains.

“Happy ponies, who could ask for more!” I propose.

“That is exactly the way I see it!” she responds.

“I had better go now, so I can reach the hospital in daylight!” I point out.

With that, I step out of the cafe and starts walking through town, towards the hospital; where I am told to deliver my goods, once I reach them.

“Happy ponies; I do enjoy the looks of ponies, smiling and grinning!” I ponder, as I set off, walking towards my destination.

Of course, I take the time to wave at every pony I see, watching them wave a hoof back at me, smiling. This is such a great job, for such a delightful pony. Who would have guessed?

While I am at it, I also say; “Hello!”, “Hi!”, or Hiya!” to each pony I see on my way, just for good measure. I am working for Pinkie Pie, after all. I can as well try to act in the spirit of my owner.

If it takes me a few more minutes to go to the hospital, who cares; so long as I get there in time, before they run out of any of the supplies I am delivering to them?

“I want to see you; beam, beam, beam!” my inner voice is sinking, as I continue, on my way to the hospital.

While I may never have heard the song, myself; but the spirit of Pinkie Pie knows the lyrics, for me. This alone, makes me grin.

Once I reach the large and expansive building, that is the hospital; I open the door and step right in, where Pinkie Pie herself had told me to enter. The room is fairly quiet, but not entirely deserted; thank Celestia, for that. I do not enjoy deserted places, even when they are cleaned up and well furnished.

Right out of nowhere, a nurse enters the room; even though she may have stepped through a door, into the room.

“Hi, I am Amethyst!” I respond.

“Oh, Pinkie Pie sent you?” the nurse responds.

“She did!” I answer.

“If you are here; you are delivering supplies, for the hospital!” she points out.

“Yes, I do have a delivery for the hospital; but I may need some help; in slipping out of the back pack, and in where to place all these bottles!” I respond.

“While it was easy to walk, all the way to the hospital; but these bottles may be fragile, and now they are pretty heavy!” I realize.

“Oh, I guess I could help you out; lighten the load, for you!” she points out.

“I need some assistance, with unpacking supplies!” the nurse calls out, a moment later, a white unicorn steps into the room.

“You need help, nurse? What seems to be the problem, and how can I be of assistance?” the unicorn inquire.

“I have some difficulty, lifting my back pack off of my back; so we can unload the supplies, for sorting and storing the bottles!” I point out.

“Oh, that is something I certainly can do!” the unicorn responds, smiling.

The next moment, the back pack is floating off and lands on a nearby table. The flaps slips up and the bottles are revealed, in the open.

“Is that, what I think it is?” the petite, slightly pinkish tinted unicorn inquires; as she manages a glance of the label of the first bottle of clear liquid.

“One of these needs to go to the maternity wing, right away! I will log these bottles, and notify the personal, about these new supplies; I know they will be highly appreciated!” the unicorn declares.

I enjoy watching them smile, while they work. I certainly can wait a few more minutes. This is their hospital; I leave the stocking of supplies to them, so nothing gets lost, broken or miss sorted. Pinkie Pie would not be pleased, if anything was to go wrong here.

“Pinkie Pie will be pleased, to see the ponies smiling because I delivered these bottles; she will take care of the paper work and other issues that may apply!” I ponder.

Of course, I know nothing of pony hospitals, or hospitals in general. I know nothing of paper work either, living in ignorant bliss. Paper work, is just a pain for those in power and with special responsibilities. I want no power, just as I have no use of need of special responsibilities.

I do my job, making ponies happy; in the name of my owner and patron, Pinkie Pie. What more do I possibly need? She is supplying me with a home, food, clothes, sisters and even a purpose in life.

The entire supply is stacked up, while the nurse is trotting out with a bottle to the maternity wing. Once I have seen, that all the bottles are in place; I slip out of the room and bounce back to the cafe.

As the last of the bottles is pulled out of my back pack, I pick it up and slip it right back on. I smile back at the two ponies, working at the hospital.

“Thank you, Amethyst; these will be put to use and help ponies!” the unicorn points out.

“You are quite welcome; I am just happy, these will come to good use!” I point out, in response.

“Rest assured, they will!” the nurse adds, as she is grinning.

“I guess I will see you, and have a nice day!” I exclaim.

“I am sure; I will see you next time you are back, with a new delivery! Unless it is not on my shift, of course! See you!” the unicorn responds.

I turn back and bounce out. As I close the door behind me, before I continue to bounce right back to my home at the cafe. I continue to wave at every pony I see and say; “Hi, Hello, or Hiya!” to each and every pony I come across.

Being new to moving around on my own and by myself, but I think I made it back safely. Even with the distraction, of so many ponies to wave at and say hello to, but I made it without undue tardiness. I did not even have to ask any of the ponies, for the direction to the cafe I had just come to. Or, the direction to the hospital, I had never been to, or seen before. Maybe Pinkie Pie had been good at describing where to go?

“Hiya, ‘Derpy!” I exclaim, as I see the grey mare with a fresh package to deliver.

“Hiya, Amethyst!” she responds, grinning back.

The mare continues on her way, while I slow down and walk back into the cafe. While she had not told me; this package is to the spa, for Lotus and Aloe. Naturally, it is a set of fresh bottles of gel lubrication I had been bottling the other day.

“My favourite mail mare!” I think, as I finally do enter my home, the Pink Balloon Cafe.

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