Nimbus hurt himself, chasing after a storm. His wing was broken, his legs scraped up. Being out in the cold, fur soaked, seemed to have not helped him at all, giving the other phony shivers and fevers. Aquarius knew that his friend didn't have anyone to look after him while he was hurt, with his mother being a mysterious mare he didn't like to talk about, and his father ever busy. But he could count on the young blue phony to be there for him no matter what.
Aquarius had helped him keep his bandages clean, offered him a warm place to stay with him while his body healed and medication to soothe his pains. The purple pegasus was sleeping now, and Aquarius sat beside him, watching him, occasionally wiping sweat from his brow. Nimbus was without a doubt his best friend, but he was struck with the realization that he would have done this for anyone, any phony or person who needed the assistance. He enjoyed the work, and felt at peace when he was applying ointment or changing bandages. He liked being gentle and healing wounds, bringing water to his friend and knowing he felt better because of Aquarius' hard work. Being a nurse... that was all he had ever wanted to do!
Suddenly he bolted up, feeling a flash of inspiration. That's right! A nurse got to help people all the time, and while they weren't as important or respected as doctors, they did very necessary work, taking care of people's emotions as well as their bodies. He had always loved to study, and well... studying medical textbooks wouldn't be too hard would it? Aquarius smiled at his sleeping friend, and knew he'd found his purpose in life.