Cargo Pegasus & Postal Pals

Hey there, Westwing's the name, heavy lifting's the thing I do. I'm not a fast flyer or an agile one, but few single pegasus could handle the weight I can. Good for air freight, but as of yet, not much else. Oh, and I got some great friends in the postal service, maybe you'll meet a few!

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Wilted Flower

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The Doctor was quick to follow, even ahead of Westwing, his curiosity getting the best of him. Westwing was right behind him though, and called out ahead, “Honey, we got the doctor, he is coming in now,” he warns.

And like that, the old medical pony entered the room, and paused, eyes wide at the large flower present.

Rosa laid there on her back within the flowers petals. Only one of them was peeled back to reveal her heavily blanketed form. “Who are you even supposed to call when someone like me gets sick? A doctor, or a botanist?” She wondered out loud. “Either way, better me than my little girl.” She rambled as she locked eyes with the doctor. “What’s your name?” She asked the doctor as several of her flowers vines shifted and slithered about the room.

His eyes were wide as he looked over the flower, and then the pony, nodding a bit, “Doctor Aloe Vera,” he spoke, “The answer to your first question being both, I’m a doctor who also is a plant expert,” he nods as he approaches, “Tell me, how are you feeling today?” he asked as he was doing a visual inspection to start.

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Wilted Flower

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The Doctor frowned a bit as he follows them, not a big fan of kids, but hey, this was an interesting situation… so he could endure, “Doctor Supplies,” he replies directly, “Only in emergencies,” he simply answers the second question.

Westwing shook his head, not appreciative of Dr. Aloe being so short with his daughter… but it wasn’t overly rude and the doctor was needed for Rosa, so he endured as well.

Willow took the hint. The doctor wasn’t in a talkative mood. She instead chose to remain silent and cling to her fathers back as they made their way home.

They entered though the backdoor leading into the kitchen. Directly across the room from them was the doorway leading to the shop area, on the right was the newly added living room entrance, and in the corner there was a staircase leading up.

Willow hoped they wouldn’t have to operate on her. That she’d just need some medicine and she’d be fine. She effortlessly leapt from her fathers back and threw her coat into the closet before trotting up the stairs. She opened the door to Rosa’s bedroom and looked at the doctor as she pointed inside.

The Doctor was quick to follow, even ahead of Westwing, his curiosity getting the best of him. Westwing was right behind him though, and called out ahead, “Honey, we got the doctor, he is coming in now,” he warns. And like that, the old medical pony entered the room, and paused, eyes wide at the large flower present.

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Wilted Flower

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As they made their way back to the potion shop Willow rode on her fathers back. Her eyes kept drifting to the doctors saddle bags. “What do you keep in there doctor?” She asked as she sat down on West Wings back, she wasn’t even the least bit worried about falling off.

“Miss Cheerlie says doctors sometimes have to operate on ponies, can doctors even do that on a house call?” So many questions running through her head and she was forced to await her answers one at a time.

The Doctor frowned a bit as he follows them, not a big fan of kids, but hey, this was an interesting situation... so he could endure, “Doctor Supplies,” he replies directly, “Only in emergencies,” he simply answers the second question. Westwing shook his head, not appreciative of Dr. Aloe being so short with his daughter... but it wasn’t overly rude and the doctor was needed for Rosa, so he endured as well.

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Wilted Flower

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The Doctor pony blinked, and squinted over Westwings wing at her, “… Hmmm… and your mane is leaves…” he mumbles, “… Fascinating…” he pauses, and looks to Westwing, “This is not the patient?”

“No, this is my daughter, Willow, and her mother, also a plant pony, is sick,” he explains. His eyes widen, “Plant pony?… Plant pony!” he half yells, getting a stern look from Westwing, “Since when are there Plant Ponies?” “Since long long ago, but they vanished for a really long time… now can you help us or not?” Westwing asks.

Willow winced slightly as the stallion raised his voice. She stood up on her hind legs to whisper into her fathers ear. “Are you sure this is the right pony?” The concern in her tone was clear as day. “I could also make him help mama if he refuses.” She offered as she got back down on all fours.

He pats her head, “Oh, it is him, and don’t even try, don’t want us getting in trouble dear,” he nods, the turns to the Doctor, waiting for there response.

The Doctor huffs a bit, and thinks, “... it is my duty to help ponies in need, so all right, I am guessing she is too sick to move herself which is why she is not here herself,” he walks over to a cupboard in the room, opening it up, and pulling out a bag, “House call it is,” he pauses, “... hmm...” he pulls a second bag out and sets them up saddle bag style, one of them has the medical cross on it, the other, a leaf similar to his cutie mark.

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Wilted Flower

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The green pony sighs and turns, older looking stallion, “Not without an appointment you don’t-” he spots Willow’s flower, and frowns, and then starts to approach surprisingly quickly. Before he can get too close to the little pony, Westwing shields her with a wing.

“Whoa, hey there, she isn’t the patient,” he attempts to disarm the situation with humor. “What is that flower in your mane, where did you find it?” he asks in a huff.

Willow takes a step back, flinching slightly before her fathers wing comes between them. “I-It’s a part of me!” She replied. Her tone doing a one eighty from timid to stern.

The Doctor pony blinked, and squinted over Westwings wing at her, “... Hmmm... and your mane is leaves...” he mumbles, “... Facinating...” he pauses, and looks to Westwing, “This is not the patient?”

“No, this is my daughter, Willow, and her mother, also a plant pony, is sick,” he explains. His eyes widen, “Plant pony?... Plant pony!” he half yells, getting a stern look from Westwing, “Since when are there Plant Ponies?” “Since long long ago, but they vanished for a really long time... now can you help us or not?” Westwing asks.

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Wilted Flower

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He nods a bit, “They do indeed, it’s the smell of clean and medicine,” he explains, “It is not pleasant, but it is good for you.”

He knocks on the office door, inside is a dark green stallion with a grey mane, he looks up, “Hmm, who is it?” Westwing enters, “Hello, Dr. Leaf? I’m in need of your expertises,” he pluralizes a word that is usually not done so with.

“Good for ponies maybe…” She muttered as they entered the office. She stared at the doctor for a moment as she tried to memorize his face. “My mamma is sick!” She interjected while making a slight puppy dog frown.

The green pony sighs and turns, older looking stallion, “Not without an appointment you don’t-” he spots Willow’s flower, and frowns, and then starts to approach surprisingly quickly. Before he can get too close to the little pony, Westwing shields her with a wing. “Whoa, hey there, she isn’t the patient,” he attempts to disarm the situation with humor. “What is that flower in your mane, where did you find it?” he asks in a huff.

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Wilted Flower

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“I agree entirely,” he spoke as he turned into the Ponyville hospital, asking the front desk if Doctor Aloe Leaf was in. He is directed to his office easily enough, things thankfully not to busy in the hospital today, no big disaster yet this week.

Willows nose twitched as they made their way down the halls. “Blegh, do hospitals always smell this awful!?” the scent of the strong chemicals typically used to sterilize the hospital made the plant fillies stomach turn. She tucked her face into her jacket as they carried on.

He nods a bit, “They do indeed, it’s the smell of clean and medicine,” he explains, “It is not pleasant, but it is good for you.” He knocks on the office door, inside is a dark green stallion with a grey mane, he looks up, “Hmm, who is it?” Westwing enters, “Hello, Dr. Leaf? I’m in need of your expertises,” he pluralizes a word that is usually not done so with.

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Wilted Flower

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“You need to listen dear, I said Just, some marry because they do want to have foals of there own,” he nods, “As for me and your mom, we didn’t actually expect you, but you were a happy surprise, and one I would do without my little bud,” he smiles wide.

Hearing that stopped Willow dead in her tracks. It took the plant filly several moments to process this new information. “A happy surprise…” She muttered under her breath all while staring at the ground. “Huh…” She began to shake her head. “We better hurry. I don’t want to keep mama waiting.”

“I agree entirely,” he spoke as he turned into the Ponyville hospital, asking the front desk if Doctor Aloe Leaf was in. He is directed to his office easily enough, things thankfully not to busy in the hospital today, no big disaster yet this week.

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Wilted Flower

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He waves Wanderer off, “As do I, have a great day Mr. Quill!” he calls after him, still not subtle at all.

He then smiles at his daughter as the start walking again, “Because they love eachother very much and want to spend the rest of there lives together,” he nods, “Marriage isn’t just for procreation, it is a union of lives and actually helps with taxes,” he chuckles.

Willow was silent as she pondered this new information. “So…ponies get married because they like each other, not because they wana have babies?” It seemed to make sense after some consideration. “Why did you and mom have me?”

“You need to listen dear, I said Just, some marry because they do want to have foals of there own,” he nods, “As for me and your mom, we didn’t actually expect you, but you were a happy surprise, and one I would do without my little bud,” he smiles wide.

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Wilted Flower

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Wanderer paused, his ears perked up as he looked over at West Wing in confusion before he noticed the stallion had been referring to him. “Oh, hello West Wing, hows the wife?” The earth pony asked as he closed the distance.

The Pegasus’s smile faded a bit, but he kept a friendly look on his face, “She is a bit under the weather actually, I am here to get the doctor for her,” he nods, “How about yourself, how is the hubby?” Small talk was good. He kept his daughter close with his wing, not protective close, but enough to keep her from wandering off or hiding.

“Oh, oh goodness I’m so sorry to hear that!” Wanderer exclaimed, his expression one of shock and concern. “Well erm, he’s fine. In a bit of trouble at the moment. But fine overall. I was going to stop by and say hello, but I suppose that’s out of the question now.” He added with a frown. “Well, I hope she’s okay and the doctor fixes her right up!” Wanderer replied as he began to canter off.

Willow blinked and stared at the ground as she considered Wanderers words. As the stallion began to walk away Willow tried to quietly speak to her father. “Daddy, why do boys get married if they can’t have babies?”

He waves Wanderer off, “As do I, have a great day Mr. Quill!” he calls after him, still not subtle at all. He then smiles at his daughter as the start walking again, “Because they love eachother very much and want to spend the rest of there lives together,” he nods, “Marriage isn’t just for procreation, it is a union of lives and actually helps with taxes,” he chuckles.

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Wilted Flower

[heavylifterpegasus]

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Wanderer paused, his ears perked up as he looked over at West Wing in confusion before he noticed the stallion had been referring to him. “Oh, hello West Wing, hows the wife?” The earth pony asked as he closed the distance.

The Pegasus’s smile faded a bit, but he kept a friendly look on his face, “She is a bit under the weather actually, I am here to get the doctor for her,” he nods, “How about yourself, how is the hubby?” Small talk was good. He kept his daughter close with his wing, not protective close, but enough to keep her from wandering off or hiding.

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Wilted Flower

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“Oh, every place is different my little flower bud,” he starts to explain, “But you’ll always find good ponies if you know where to look,” a nod, then a pause, “Oh hey, I think so… Mr Quill I think his name was,” he nods again.

“What’s he doing here, doesn’t he live in that Moon City place?” Willow asked as she looked up at her father. Willow wasn’t a very big fan of the city in which her parents held their wedding. The lack of sunlight there filled her with a slight sense of unease the whole time she was there.

“I thought so, so it is kind of strange to see him here,” he nods, but it seems they were going to have to cross paths with him. He smiles and does the friendly thing, “Hello Mr. Quill!”

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Wilted Flower

[heavylifterpegasus]

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He smiled, entering the town proper now, “Well you did buttercup, at one point,” he nods, “I was an only child, which is why you don’t have any aunts and uncles, and my father passed on a few years ago, so there is that… but you do have a grandmother,” he nods, “My mom is retired and lives in Los Pegasus,” he nods, “We actually were going to go visit her in a few months, when you are on break,” he smiles.

The plant Filly perked up upon hearing that. “How far away is Las Pegasus anyway?” She asked as they passed through the town. “Also, did you ever get lonely not having a brother or a sister? And what happened to your dad?” So many questions. Willow couldn’t even decide which one she wanted to hear the answer to the most.

“Las Pegasus is all the way over on the west coast of Equestira,” he explains a bit, “It would take is at least a full days travel to get there, unless we went by train,” he nods again, “And I didn’t get to lonely, lots of friends, and my dad got old,” he nods again, “My parents weren’t exactly spring pegusi when they had me, they were already mature.”

Willow was silent as she pondered the response. “What’s it like out there anyway, is it different from Ponyville?” In the distance, a green earth pony could be seen leaving the local bookstore. Saddle bags bulging with literature. “Wait a sec, isn’t that Moms friend from the wedding?”

“Oh, every place is different my little flower bud,” he starts to explain, “But you’ll always find good ponies if you know where to look,” a nod, then a pause, “Oh hey, I think so... Mr Quill I think his name was,” he nods again.

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Wilted Flower

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He smiled, entering the town proper now, “Well you did buttercup, at one point,” he nods, “I was an only child, which is why you don’t have any aunts and uncles, and my father passed on a few years ago, so there is that… but you do have a grandmother,” he nods, “My mom is retired and lives in Los Pegasus,” he nods, “We actually were going to go visit her in a few months, when you are on break,” he smiles.

The plant Filly perked up upon hearing that. “How far away is Las Pegasus anyway?” She asked as they passed through the town. “Also, did you ever get lonely not having a brother or a sister? And what happened to your dad?” So many questions. Willow couldn’t even decide which one she wanted to hear the answer to the most.

“Las Pegasus is all the way over on the west coast of Equestira,” he explains a bit, “It would take is at least a full days travel to get there, unless we went by train,” he nods again, “And I didn’t get to lonely, lots of friends, and my dad got old,” he nods again, “My parents weren’t exactly spring pegusi when they had me, they were already mature.”

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Wilted Flower

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And her father an answer to most of them, “He lives in Ponyville proper, he is a Doctor for a living, but his special talent is plants,” the pony nods, “So if anypony could figure out how to help your mom, it is him,” he nods, “I’ve heard he is a bit sever at times, bit of a poor bedside manner, but he truly cares to help ponies get better,” he nods.

Willow was quiet for a good while as they made their way down the road. “Papa, how come I don’t have a grandpa or a grandma, or even an aunt or uncle? Everypony else in school seems to have one!” The Plant filly felt a small iota of frustration. It seemed so inefficient to gather information by asking when she already had a faster way. But the chance to just be with her father and talk more than made up for it.

He smiled, entering the town proper now, “Well you did buttercup, at one point,” he nods, “I was an only child, which is why you don’t have any aunts and uncles, and my father passed on a few years ago, so there is that... but you do have a grandmother,” he nods, “My mom is retired and lives in Los Pegasus,” he nods, “We actually were going to go visit her in a few months, when you are on break,” he smiles.

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“I do so love my lovely flower...” ((Art Commissioned from: http://jitterbugjive.tumblr.com/  They also will act as new Icons =D))

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Wilted Flower

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“Can’t ground me if you can’t remember!” She snickered. Her tone was playful as the vine remained in place.

Willow please, be nice to your dad. He needs all his marbles if he’s gona help mommy.” Rosa groaned. She let out a small yet pleased “Hmm” when West Wing rubbed her back.

West Wing could feel his daughters vine retract moments later.

He nodded, and then looked at Willow, leaning in towards her, “I would remember anyway,” he smiles, “Because I’m your dad, and I know everything,” he teases and pokes with a hoof.

“Now come on, let’s go get the doctor so we can help mommy feel better faster, okay?”

Willow nodded, her flower fully retracted. “So where does the doctor live?” Willow asked as they left the house. “Are the nice?” The plant filly seemed to have a million questions as they made their way down the road.

And her father an answer to most of them, “He lives in Ponyville proper, he is a Doctor for a living, but his special talent is plants,” the pony nods, “So if anypony could figure out how to help your mom, it is him,” he nods, “I’ve heard he is a bit sever at times, bit of a poor bedside manner, but he truly cares to help ponies get better,” he nods.