Kid Anon and Fluttermom part 31

>you pick up the disease vial and look at it. Moving it inbetween your fingers. "So... this is going to make me sick if I drink it? But, not too too bad right?..and...you'll be able to cure it anyway?" you tap at the cork
>Zecora nodded as she took out what looked like ingredients and started doing....things. Making mixtures, shaking the vials, looked like mad scientist stuff. "The symptoms you will experience will only be small, so you shouldn't have any reason to cry out and bawl. As for a cure, I have remedies most pure"
>Fluttershy looked at her, extremely worried that a wrong cure could end you "N-none of those...will...you know....right?"
>Zecora didn't even turn to look at Fluttershy "Even if a mistake is made, his deathbed will not be laid. My remedies are safe to drink, so long as you don't touch the one that's pink" She points to a lonely pink vial.
>You look at it as you pop the cork off the disease vial. "what's in that?"
>Zecora shakes her head as she continues her work "You don't want to know"
>Fluttershy stared at you the moment you popped the cork. She inched close to you, and stared at the vial. "Anon, are you sure you can do this?"
> You don't actually know "...she said it won't kill me....and, it can be cured anyway...mnnn, I'm...I'm gonna do it."
>Fluttershy stops you "B-efore you do...!" She rushes over to your bed and makes it comfortable as possible "the moment you do, I want you to lay down on your bed. I don't want you exerting yourself ok?"
>Was it really going to be that bad? Fluttershy thought so. you held the vial at eye level "Miss Zecora, you did say..um...you've never seen a human. Are you sure, nothing bad will happen to me?"
>She nodded "do not worry young Anon, at worst you will get the runs"
>you wren't sure if she was being honest of if she just said that for the sake of it rhyming....why was she even doing that?

>You give the vial one last look. take a deep breath and scrunch your face as you sniff it. It smells foul. "h-here...I go...bottoms up!"
>Fluttershy looks like she's going to faint as you guzzle down the foul tasting drek.
>you groan, moan, and gag as you put the vial down "Geez, GEEZ, THAT TASTED TERRIBLE. OH GEEZ, I THINK THATS ENOUGH TO KILL ME ITSELF!"
>Zecora giggles at your reaction.
>Fluttershy nudges you into bed, you comply. you don't want to worry her. but you can't help but wipe your tounge "why..why did it have to taste so bad? i'd think anti-medicine would have tasted like candy or something."
>Fluttershy put a blanket over you and immediatly put a bag of ice on your head and put a thermometer in your mouth. Where did she even get these so fast. Well, the item stuffed in your mouth stopped your complaing.
>Fluttershy looked as the red liquid rose up "Anon, do you feel alright?"
>You nodded, you didn't feel any different. "nah mwom, I fweel aok" The thermometer was lousing up your talking.
>despite you feeling fine, Fluttershy could see the thermometer slowly going up after it's initial stop at 98.5 degrees. "oh dear..."
>Luckily, it wasn't going to high. but you were feeling peckish, you nuzzled on the blanket. "mmm...I fweel warmar, egh.."
>Fluttershy walked up to Zecora's side to see what she was doing. "Zecora, he's getting sick! he's getting sick...! what if he gets worse!?"
>Zecora's expression didn't change, nor did she hurry along. but in her mind, she was noting Fluttershy's worry. This wasn't the usual Fluttershy she was used to. She didn't fully think Fluttershy had gone full on mother mode, but seeing is believing "Your son will be absolutely fine, I just ask that you give me some more time."
>Fluttershy worriedly moaned at a low tone. She went back to you to check your condition.
>You felt worse. Not too bad, but you started sniffing. your nose was kinda stuffed. "great, naow I gots a colds..." you sneeze

>Fluttershy started rubbing and massaging your head as you started to grumble lowly. "It'll alright Anon, w-we can trust in Zecora." Fluttershy wasn't sure if she was lying. Because she started to have doubt in this herself.
>Zecora had finished her mixing and brought up another vial with a black liquid and placed it on your chest. It too, had a cork top on it so it won't spill "I can tell on your faces that you think things have gone bleak, but you will be convinced, I promise, once you have a drink".
>Could it really be so easy? Atleast...easy for her. She already admitted that she never seen a human before. But the longer things went on. The longer you just wanted to curl up and sleep off this ill feeling.
>You took the vial and popped off the cork. It..was pure black. You gulped as you looked at it, Fluttershy was worried aswell. But...you both had to trust Zecora. You were already too far into this to stop now. You take a breath, hold your nose this time, and suck it down.
>you groan again, it didn't taste that much better.
>Fluttershy started to notice the thermometer go back down to normal. It...it actually worked! oh thank Celestia..god..whatever! It worked! Atleast, it seemed so so far.
>Fluttershy was especially astonished. That seemed....easy enough...too easy.
>Fluttershy look to her "Zecora..I..hope you don't mind if I ask..but..how did you do it? t-that seemed too easy...I mean, I'm glad it was easy. But... well..how did you do it?" She was curious, and as you quickly recovered. you became curious too.

> Zecora chuckled "Now do not be alarmed about what I am about my next few words, But I did it with only a crafted guess and a few herbs."
>Crafted guess? a fe...wait...CRAFTED GUESS?!
>Both you and Fluttershy say that in surprise and almost anger. Considering regular medicine would have killed you. Fluttershy, surprisingly. Started demanding answers. It would have been scary if she could actually look intimidating outside her "staring".
>Zecora explained, in rhyme of course, that even had she guessed wrong. Her potions and remedies were all natural and safe to drink as long as you didn't go overboard. Atleast, when it came to health. Apparantly, given by what she observed of you. Your hands, legs. She had made a mixture to cure small illnesses based off Minotaurs, and then hoped for the best.
>Fluttershy had asked if that was the case, were you actually a minotaur of some sort. But Zecora doubted it, you were definitely an unknown species and she doubts anything more advanced wouldn't work on you. And she'd have to actually observe and study and even experiment since there is none of your kind to try things on.
>experiment huh? It seemed everybody wanted to do that to you at one time or another. "But..I don't want to be experimented on..."
>Fluttershy agreed with this notion, she didn't want her "child" being subjected to anything that sounded that scary "Zecora, isn't there any...other way?"

>Zecora shook her head "To make more advanced cures to diseases and germs, I'd have to experiment on him under my own terms. But do not worry or get bent, I'd never do it without your observation or consent"
> she said the words "Get Bent"...something about that made you chuckle, seemed amusing.
>Zecora continued "But for now against the sniffles or the flu" she puts two more black vials on the table "these will help him, within a day or two."
>you move upright, sitting your butt on your bed as you look at Zecora. Geez, she's a miracle worker. "Thank you Miss Zecora,...umm...sorry about the whole...ya know..demon thing"
>Zecora started packing up her things "apology accepted, but I did not mind, though it seems combat with brooms is not where you shine" she gave you an almost smug look
>you started rubbing your nose. cursing in your mind on how easily you fell. Well...it would have been bad had you hit her. But, you could have sworn you had better aim then that.
>And with that. Zecora had her things packed and bid both you and Fluttershy goodbye. Zecora asked if Fluttershy would even be comfortable to test on you. As it was now, she'd only be able to help with minor sicknesses. Fluttershy only told her she'd think about it. She was uncomfortable with the idea. But she did worry incase you came down with anything more serious.
>Zecora then left, saddlebags in her side and bag in her mouth. Fluttershy took the two black vials and put them in the cabinet for safe keeping for now. Well, atleast she didn't have to worry about you getting a little cold now.
>she walked back towards you, with a small yawn. It still was pretty early. But something else seemed to be on her mind. "are you feeling ok, Anon?"
>You snuggle back into your blankets, they feel pretty good. But that's because your still tired yourself "Yeah, just tired. It's not even time for breakfast yet. Way too early for me."

>Fluttershy smiled a little, happy to see the disease potion didn't have any lasting effects. But she had to ask this question. It still nagged her "Please don't get upset but...Did you think about school at all last night?"
>....it was still too early for that question. and, you didn't want to think about it too much in the first place. You know school worked out for her. But something in your mind, perhaps your memories...it just...you just didn't want to think about it.You even reasoned with yourself that you were already pretty smart, what else more could you learn?
>you take a breath, half looking at her, half looking away. not wanting to look at her directly "sorta...I guess I need some more time..I dunno..."
>Fluttershy was internally disappointed with that answer, but she didn't show it. She only smiled and said "ok". You were none the wiser.
>She gave you a kiss, and asked you to get some good rest for breakfast tomorrow. You hugged her. and bid her goodnight. You didn't want to ask what the plan for tomorrow was. you were tired and somewhat scared it could be school related.
>Fluttershy smiled at you, and then turned to go to bed. Her smile instantly vanishing the moment she turned. She was worried. She only wanted you to get a good education.
>But soon...the sun will rise on another day. No matter what decision is made.