After he finished putting stitches on the pony that hurt himself, Jeff found another problem.

Jeff: What kind of blood do you have?
Hurt Pony: O type.
Jeff: Oh jeez. Does anypony here have an O blood type?

Everypony shook their head no.

Stylo: Hold up, let me check something.
Hawkeye: Go right ahead.
Stylo: *Goes into Pete's office*
Percy: What's he doing? He's not aloud in there.
Hawkeye: That is the office of the pony in charge, and I gave him permission to be in there.
Stylo: *Returns with Orion's file* He's the only pony that could help us out.
Hawkeye: *Reading file* O blood type. Alright, I'll get him here, but you better be ready if he tries to create more suicidal ways to be fired from here.
Stylo: Right.
Hawkeye: Stay here, I'll be back. *Goes to telephone*

At the Denver train station

Orion: *Waiting for City of St. Foalis*
Worker: *Switches City of St. Foalis onto platform*
Orion: *hears phone booth ringing, and walks over to it* Hello?
Hawkeye: Orion, is that you?
Orion: Yeah, it's me. What do you want?
Hawkeye: Listen, this is important. Somepony over here injured himself very badly. He needs blood, but you're the only pony with the same blood type as him, and you have to get over here quickly.
Worker: *Comes out of switcher* Hey, the train is ready for you.
Orion: You have to drive it for me.
Worker: Why?
Orion: Because of... *sounding like Dracula* Blood! I must give blood! *Flies high in the sky*

Orion was going to do what he did in San Diego to get to Cheyenne, fly very high in the sky.

At the Cheyenne Train Station

Hawkeye: Come on, where is he?
Orion: *Flying towards ground* Whoa!! *Not slowing down in time, and runs on train*
Stylo: You think he'll fly off in time?
Orion: *Runs off train*
Hawkeye: Nope.
Stylo: I didn't think so either.
Orion: Okay, *Slowly walking towards injured pony* I'm here.
Hawkeye: Good.
Jeff: *Takes syringe* Now Orion, I'm going to put this in your arm.
Orion: Okay, I don't think that'll be too hard for me to handl-
Jeff: *Puts syringe in Orion's arm*
Orion: OOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!
Hawkeye: Very good. Would you like a lollipop?
Orion: I don't know. Do any of you feel like a ferris wheel on drugs? *Falls on ground uncouncious*
Jeff: *Puts blood in hurt pony*
Hurt Pony: Oh, *Stands up* Thank you guys so much.
Hawkeye: No problem. What was your name anyway?
Hurt Pony: Eirik. I'm glad you ponies could help me out. I know that from now on, that if me, or anypony else gets hurt, The Union Pacific can help out.
Hawkeye: Glad to be of service. You better get going now if you don't want to miss your next train, or taxi.
Eirik: Oh, right. I gotta catch the taxi for my Cousin's house. *Runs away* Thanks you guys!

The next day, Pete returned.

Pete: Hi everypony.
Hawkeye: Pete's back.
Workers: *Cheering*
Pete: Either they really missed me, or they really hated you.
Hawkeye: *Smiles* Oh Pete, we had a good time.
Pete: *Spots blood on platform* What's that?
Hawkeye: Oh, uh... You better read this. *Gives Pete newspaper*
Pete: *Reading newspaper* Ponies on Union Pacific Railroad help heal a pony that injured himself. What happened while I was away?
Hawkeye: It's a long story.
Stylo: *Climbing into locomotive*
Orion: *Pushes Stylo out of locomotive, and drives backwards* And you've got a long day!!

The End

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