Published: 2016-12-28 20
bq Ponypox 01/10
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Here's an ooooooold sequence done for me by Amara_Burrger

I like Nurse Redheart. She doesn't seem like she suffers bullshit lightly.
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Nurse Redheart stared down at her… patient… and sighed. She’d known Ponyville was weird when she accepted the job at Ponyville General, but knowing that intellectually was one thing. Actually living with the ridiculous magical shenanigans day to day was something else entirely. And with this, she’d just about had her fill of the entire thing.

“Oh, Mac… What have they done to you this time?” Redheart grumbled. The sick man in the bed merely groaned and stirred in the bed beneath the nurse’s gaze, the bizarre mixture of equine and human muttering insensibly through his brand-new muzzle.

If Redheart hadn’t seen Macintosh Apple’s flesh shift under the influence of the bizarre new virus sweeping through Ponyville, she would hardly have recognized the quiet man-mountain of the Apple Family. Well, stallion-mountain now. Redheart chuckled, wondering if the poor creature looked as good to lonely female horses now as he had to the lonely women before the latest magical disaster had descended on their little town.

And to think, Mom had wanted her to go into veterinary science instead of standard medicine. Well, wouldn’t Mom be proud of her now. And all thanks to Twilight. Or Discord. Or who-knew-what from the Everfree Forest. If someone didn’t figure out a cure soon, the town’s founders were going to look pretty damn prescient in their name choices, and— “WHAAAA-CHOO!”

“You stupid—!” Redheart’s face scrunched up in disgust, but she managed to bite off the insult before she said anything regrettable. It wasn’t Mac’s fault. He was sick. Mucous thoughtfully provided by ‘Big Mac’ dropped down her face and white smock. Oh, lovely. Now she was covered in horse snot.

Macintosh mumbled something that may have sounded like an apology, but Redheart could tell when it was time to step away before she started considering all the ways a nurse could make murder look like unfortunate medical happenstance. The slime-spattered nurse stepped back, still absently trying to wipe the mucous off her arms. “I’m going to go… wash up. I’ll be right back.”
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Once again drawn by Amara; paid for by me [/bq]

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