>Be Nurse Redheart
>You've seen many gruesome injuries of all kinds in the past
>Broken legs, gaping wounds, illnesses of all kinds
>You've nursed them all back to health and they thank you joyously
>However there was always another kind of patient
>You enter the emergency room and quickly scan over the medical report
>You turn the curtains to reveal Twist with a cucumber up her ass.
>You let out a disappointing groan.
"Seriously? This is the third time this week!"
>"Sorry Nursthe Redthheart..."
>You can't help but facehoof and sigh.
>It was difficult during estrus season, especially for curious young foals who just started experiencing it for themselves.
>The can't recall the exact number of times you had to pull something out of a filly or colt's orifice or remove something from a colt's member.
>It ranged from vegetables, to using their older sister's toys, to getting stuck in hyssop sap, locks, to even doorknobs.
>You tiredly get out some lube from the nearby drawer.
>You can't believe this comes out of the hospital's budget.
"Alright, don't move."
>"I kinda can't."
>You shake your head.
Foals.