Before Amissus and the rest of the ponies left Fluttershy's cottage to the hospital, the two stallions introduced themselves to Amissus. One was a brown stallion with a darker mane and an hourglass cutie mark; he introduced himself as Time Turner. The other was red with a dark blonde mane and his cutie mark was half a green apple; Applejack did the honors of introducing him to Amissus.

"This 'ere's my big brother, Big Macintosh. He helps me around the farm. Ain't that right, Mac?"

Macintosh said simply "Eeyup." Then they were on their way.

The group of ponies made their way through town to the marketplace. Look at all of this commerce. Amissus seemed strangely pleased to see so much business. I'm going there, or there. That seems a fairer price, but that shop has more variety. Amissus was looking at the shop signs, while being led by Time Turner and Big Mac. Many of the shoppers and store owners alike were giving stares to Amissus, some were bowing to him, which made him self-conscious.

"Why are they all staring at me like that?" Amissus asked generally to the stallions.

"It's mostly because you're an alicorn." Time Turner said to him.

"Why should that matter?" Amissus had never thought himself to be special.

"There are only a few other alicorns in all of Equestria, our princesses."

"So since I'm an alicorn, ponies think that I'm royalty?"

"Mostly. But it's more of that you're not a Princess."

"I can't wait to meet them." Amissus said, more curious than hopeful.

"I'm sure it'll be soon. Twilight's mentor is Princess Celestia." Big Mac told them.

…

Amissus and the rest of the ponies arrived at the hospital and were waiting for the receptionist to call Amissus into a practice.

The receptionist called in a young filly and her parents. Rainbow Dash seemed aggravated with waiting. Twilight suggested that anypony leave if they have something that they'd rather do. Rainbow left with a quick "Bye" and zoomed out of the waiting room, leaving a rainbow in her wake. Big Mac and Applejack left, saying something about apples and kicking. Time Turner said that he needed to readjust the gears in a clock tower. Rarity left to work on the new fashion line she had planned the week before. Pinkie Pie skipped out, singing about cupcakes. Fluttershy left without a word to Amissus, but spoke to Twilight before leaving. So that left Amissus with Twilight Sparkle and Spike. The receptionist called in a stallion with a limp as the filly and her parents came out looking pleased. Amissus was glad that patience was one of his blessings.

To pass the time, Amissus sat meditating over what the last few hours had brought him.

I don't know how many hours or days I've been asleep, in the care of these ponies. I still don't know who I am, or where I'm from. Why was I at the foot of a cliff, injured too much to be a simple fall? Why can't I remember anything? Who can I talk to who will help me find these answers?

Amissus found that his meditating brought him more questions than answers. He was glad to end his meditation as the receptionist called in two colts and their parents. The stallion with the limp left the practice with a cast on his lame leg. Amissus looked around the room, but instead found many eyes upon him. He sunk his head like a turtle would into his shell, hoping that it would keep the stares from him. Twilight noticed and tried to reassure him. "Don't worry, they'll stop eventually." Amissus hoped she was right, and let his head slowly float back up, but the stares didn't stop.

The receptionist broke the air, "Amissus?"

Amissus quickly got up to enter the hallway that led to the doctor's practice, but knocked over a stack of books on the table next to him. The ponies next to him quickly got up to pick up the books. "Wait, let me pick them up." Amissus said, but the ponies were still coming. "Wait…" Amissus didn't want them to pick up the books, he made the mess, but here they came. "Hold on!" The commanding, deep voice resonated from Amissus. The ponies stopped coming and the room voided of all activity. Amissus used his magic to stack the books back as the ponies stood still. Amissus looked with contempt at the overeager ponies, and left the room to the practice. As he followed the nurse to the practice, he noticed that Twilight and Spike seemed confused why a quiet pony like himself had an outburst like that. He thought to say something, but the nurse beat him to it.

"That was quite a show you put out just then."

"I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. I just don't like ponies to pick up my messes."

"Don't worry about it, no harm done." The nurse reassured him. "I'll see you when you're out."

…

"It looks like your wings are strained; you have pains on the base of your wings?"

The doctor, an earth pony, was assessing Amissus's condition. Amissus answered in the affirmative.

"Yes. I have pains there."

"Okay." The doctor wrote something on her clipboard. "Do you have weaknesses in your legs?"

"Not anymore, I did a few days ago." The doctor wrote on her clipboard again.

"Any trouble breathing, with your eyesight, or pains in your sides?"

"Only with pains in my sides." The doctor did the same as before, but set the clipboard on the counter. She stopped to go over it. Finally, I thought the questions wouldn't stop. Amissus wondered what the doctor was going to say.

The doctor finished writing on the clipboard and turned to Amissus. "I'm putting a few casts on you. There'll be no medicine."

Amissus watched the doctor walk around him, and she stopped at his flank and stared at it.

"You said you were a stallion, right?" The doctor sounded concerned.

"Yes, why do you ask?" Amissus matched her concern.

"You don't have a cutie mark."

Amissus snapped his head around to his flank. It was bare.

"I…I never had one. At least I don't think so."

The doctor slowly averted her gaze back to the task at hand.

…

"How'd it go?" Twilight asked as Amissus came out of the practice, almost laughing at him. Spike was already laughing on the floor.

I look ridiculous…

Amissus had casts on two of his legs, one of his wings, and bandages around his sides and flanks. All the bandages almost covered his earth-toned body.

Amissus gritted his teeth, mostly because his dressings forced him to. He took a breath between each few words.

"The only thing…that could make this worse…is if she shaved…my mane."

Amissus hobbled out of the hospital with Twilight and Spike cracking up behind him.