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[DuMourne]

Today was just an average day in Ponyville, Celestia's sun was high above the town and shedding light to the townsfolk who needed it. Most ponies were out and about, either in groups participating in idle chit-chat, or passing through the town square to get to other parts of the town. Ponies were chatting to one another, enjoying the sun and generally having a good time, it looked like nothing could go wrong today.

However, a group of mares had been trotting through the town square to get to the marketplace. Two of them looked normal, save for the concern on their faces. The third looked ill, her expression showed extreme tiredness and fluids were leaking from her nose. But it wasn't normal snot, it was yellow, something that was unusual to say the least. The other two were trying to hurry her up, talking about going to see Nurse Redheart about it, despite the ill pony's protest.

But it took a turn for the worst, the third pony mumbled something to her friends and collapsed on the floor from tiredness. The other two screamed and begged for somepony for help them as they couldn't get their friend back up.

This wasn't a normal cold....

[stormyhugeheart]

Stormy had been walking about ponyville for a long while. Meeting various folks and telling a few stories to some foals when he happened by them. He noticed among the crowd a pony collapse. He rushes over to her. "Are you ok?" He looks up her friends. "Whats wrong with her?" He looked down at the pony seeing the sick looking pale compilation. "Poor soul."

[Sweetie Belle]

Sweetie Belle had been playing with a few of her filly friends when she heard the sound of that pony collapse onto the ground. It took a while to sink in with Sweetie Belle, as most things do. It was a pretty unusual occurrence for the young filly or ANY pony to watch. It wasn't that hot outside, it was pretty cool weather with a light breeze in the air. The Running of the Leaves were just a few weeks ago so in Sweetie Belle's mind it couldn't be the reason.

"Is.... she sle*squeak*epy o-o-o-or is she just... *GASP!* SHE'S SICK!. She needs help! CUtie Mark Crusader! DOC*Squeak*tors!"

She quickly trotted over to the fallen mare as fast as her little filly legs could boast her. With every little clop against the ground making her way closer to the sick pony, hoping to help in some way.

[Applebloom]

Applebloom was playing with Sweetie at the time, but had no idea what was about to happen. It was her turn to bounce the balloon ball back to Sweetie, so she was more concentrated on hitting the ball. She jumped up and smacked the ball with her face and watched it land to the ground without a filly to smack it back. Applebloom's ears perked up at the mention of a new task for the crusaders. "Doctor's?" Applebloom was all for this new idea, but uncertain of weither or not this was actually a good idea. She walked over to Sweetie with a somewhat confused look.

"Sweetie Belle, ah don't think we'll get our marks bein' doctors. Not pony doctors anyways. And remember the time we tried bein' doctors for yer sisters cat? That was pretty hard, and this ain't even the same thing. Mah sister told me ya'll gotta go to fancy-dancy rich school just t' become a doctor. Maybe we should tell our sisters instead..." Applebloom didn't want any harm to come to this pony, and her first thought was to tell the smartest pony she knew, Applejack.

[stormyhugeheart]

Stormy needed to get this poor soul to a doctor of some kind as soon as he could. He saw a crowd was starting to form and this simply would get in the way of getting her to a doctor. He lifted her over to fall on his back and he looked to the crowd. "Anyone by chance a doctor?"