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// This Nose Deleted Scene - Bean and Discord 
// Story: Side of Beans 
// by Irrespective 
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Bean offered a sigh that so heavy it could very well have doubled for a black hole. He knew who it was, who was standing behind him. He didn't bother to turn his head to any degree, and his grey eyes remained focused on the grey and windswept horizon before him.

"Good afternoon, Discord."

"Bean-o." Discord replied flatly. Bean chuckled mirthlessly, and he slowly closed his eyes.

"Bean-o," he repeated softly. "Huh. There was a time when I actually liked that nickname. I'd never had one before. It was something ... something friends did. I had thought, at one time, that we were friends. It's really rather disappointing that we are not."

"Spare me the guilt trip, Bean. Tirek has offered me much more than you ponies ever could."

"He has? Well. I suppose I should be glad that you have been given so much. Just do me this one favor: whatever you've come here to do on behalf of your master, do it quickly. I would hope I've earned that small morsel of compassion from you."

"Master? I am a slave to nopony, or nothing.
I am his friend."

"I sincerely hope you are, Discord; but I also hope that you are not too disappointed when you find your playtime is cut far shorter than you ever expected."

But then later, because this is Bean:

Ashamed was about the tip of the iceberg for how Discord looked, let alone felt. There was a strong chance he would have fled the scene already except for the fact that Fluttershy was gently and firmly holding his paw. He slowly walked up to Baked Bean, and after a gentle pat on his paw, he tried to mount an apology.

"Look, uh... I..."

Discord glanced up slightly, and found a yellow hoof stretched out him. His eyes went further, and he found a forgiving smile plastered on the face of the Prince.

"Call me Bean-o. All my friends do, after all is said and done."