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06/01/11(Wed)14:50 No.26446840>>26446270 (1/2)
The morning began much as any other for Derpy. Her alarm went off at 6:30, giving her plenty of time to make Dinky breakfast before school. She stretched her legs, yawned, and trotted to the bathroom to attend to her morning toilet.
Then she leaned over the toilet and vomited her guts out. That was definitely NOT part of her daily routine.
As she helplessly emptied her stomach, Derpy tried to figure out what was wrong. Had she had some bad hay the night before? Was she contagious? A voice from the doorway interrupted her thoughts, however. “Mommy, are you okay? I heard some funny noises...”
Derpy looked up, eyes bloodshot and even less focused than usual, to see young Dinky Hooves standing in the bathroom doorway. Derpy tried to say something comforting, but all that came out was another round of retching. She was afraid that Dinky’s reaction would be fear, but the young filly surprised her.
“AWESOME!” cried the young unicorn. “Now’s my chance! Wait right here mom, I’ll be right back!” With that, Dinky ran off downstairs, and began loudly thumping about in the living room. Although Derpy didn’t know quite what was going on, she had an inkling. She grabbed a piece of paper and scribbled a note on it, trying to ignore the waves of nausea still washing over her.
A few minutes later, Dinky returned, this time carrying Derpy’s mailsack. “Don’t worry, mom! I’m gonna be a mailpony just like you, and now you can stay home and rest! I’ll be extra-careful, don’t worry!”
Rather than argue, Derpy gave her daughter a big hug. “I’m sure you’ll be a great mailmare someday. Now you’d better hurry to the post office, Silver Scroll will be waiting for me.” |