Chapter 5
Only by putting all of her weight onto it was Fluttershy able to snap the end off of the mop handle. It was just the right size she needed. She gripped it tightly in her mouth, breathing heavily through her nose. Her mind was reeling, her body was fighting her decision, but it was one she'd already chosen to make.
She carefully looked back in the mirror; her body was starting to shake. She carefully raised a hoof up, her body screaming out as it touched the tender spot. She bit down harder on the stick, her breathing was stirring into a panicked breath, the Health Drink had numbed some of the pain, but it couldn't numb this.
She had one shot to do this right and she had to watch to make sure she did it right, she couldn't close her eye. Her heart throbbed in her throat; she could hear every fast and deep breath she took, her hoof positioning itself just correctly. She readied herself as best she could, and then in a swift motion moved her hoof.
CRACK
Fluttershy screamed into the broom handle like she'd never screamed before, the pain was instant and intense, like red-hot knives piercing the back of her mind. Her body collapsed once more as fresh tears poured out of her eye. She panted heavily, laying there as she tried to recover from the pain.
She lay there, twitching as her wing throbbed constantly now, in more pain then it had been before. She forced herself to stand up, to look at it in the mirror; she had to make sure she had snapped it back into place correctly.
Through one eye she looked at the wing carefully. Despite it being covered in blood, hurting like she'd never felt pain before, she could see that the wing was in the correct shape it should be. She'd managed to snap it back correctly. She prayed that would be enough to keep it useable once it finished healing.
She laid down onto her back and held her injured wing straight as best she could. Only having one hoof to mend her wound was a pain, but she could work around it. She carefully placed the stick on the wing to keep it straight, hoping it would also help in making sure her wing healed. She carefully grabbed the bandages, and proceeded to wrap her wing with the stick.
It was excruciating, but once her wing was wrapped, she'd finished taking care of her wounds.
She panted heavily as she carefully picked herself up, looking back into the mirror to see everything that she had done.
Her face was half covered now, wrapped in bandages so only her good eye was visible. Her hoof was bandaged and now raised in a sling that had been carefully tied around her neck, just below her lantern so that both could fit around her neck. Her body had been rewrapped for the third time as well to make sure the first wounds she had received were healing well. And finally her wing was wrapped in a makeshift cast that she had managed to get to lay flat against her body.
She sighed at the state her body was in. She had a hard time believing that this was real, yet there would no doubting the pain she felt.
"...If...If Rainbow Dash or Pinkie Pie are hurt...could...could they take care of their wounds?" Fluttershy frowned, looking at herself, "Rainbow Dash is reckless...but she's also strong...she might be alright, she could fight back against the monsters here...but Pinkie Pie..." She shook her head, "No...Pinkie Pie's done this before...a-as hard as that is to believe...she...she'll be fine too.
"Both of my friends are fine." She smiled to herself in the mirror, trying to force herself to be reassured, but it wasn't working well. She frowned again, before looking away from herself, "I...I hope they are..."
She turned and looked at her surroundings. She had wound up in a bathroom after the lift ride, though it seemed the effects of the drenched, rotting world had been left behind for the moment. The bathroom looked like it had fallen to disuse, but nowhere near the levels the hospital had. She had found a mop in the corner of the room, though it hadn't looked like it'd been used in ages.
