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“It says here that the bones should knit back together stronger than they were prior,” the mahogany-furred pegasus exclaimed from his hospital bed as he read from a volume of a medical encyclopedia. The ruffled feathers on his broken right wing fluttered gently as he spoke, the white plaster bandages and green sling holding it and the wing aloft from his body boldly standing out against the browns and tans of his body.

“Mmph!” the earth pony in the bed next to the pegasus gave the only utterance he possibly could in his condition. The plaster bandages that covered every part of him, save his nostrils and eyes, made speaking impossible. His limbs splayed out in front of him made his situation all the more embarrassing.

“I think it’s great news for both of us,” the pegasus sounded very pleased with his discovery, “think how strong your bones will be after they heal!”

The only part of the earth pony that could move, his eyes, contorted into a kind of awkward grimace of optimistic anxiety, “Nnnmph mmm mmph mm?” He hoped that his muffled grunts conveyed the neccecary information to say “can we change the subject please?”

“Sounds good! Let’s get into this chapter concerning something called ‘polytrauma’!”

“Nnnnmmph”, the earth pony groaned as he stewed in his plaster cocoon. Having the company was sure nice after a month of sheer pain and boredom, but could that pegasus try to be a little more understanding of his plight?

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A piece for taintedlion. Golden Flare is his, Contrail is mine :3