Not Dead · 2:31pm Jul 28th, 2023
Haven't published anything for a while, so time for the standard "I'm not dead!" statement.
Just been stupid busy lately. Grumble no time to write grumble grumble lots of good ideas grumble...
Maybe in a couple of weeks I'll be able to get back to it. In the mean time, enjoy this little blub of Harem Bean that's taken me four months to write.
Grumble grumble grumble...
Baked Bean gasped when an authoritative knock came at his door, and he drew in several deep breaths as he moved to answer. What time was it? He’d gotten lost in one of the deeper plot holes in his story, so it was probably for the best that he be pulled away before it swallowed him up completely.
“Hello?” he said as he opened the door, expecting to find a guard or a staffer.
He really needed to quit assuming that it would be someone so humble and far less royal.
“Good morning, Mister Bean!” Princess Celestia greeted him with a smile that was as bright as her sun. “How are you this morning?”
Baked Bean couldn’t answer for a moment. He was trying to remember how to breathe, and how to keep his legs from turning into jelly. “Um… I was… that is, I slept in Luna… late!” he hastily corrected, his eyes widening in horror. “Late! I slept in late! I was so comfortable that I just couldn’t get out of bed.”
He regretted the lie as soon as it came out, but he feared more what would happen if the Princess of All Equestria found about about his bunkmate.
Celestia gave him a slightly critical look, her smile fading. “Really? How unfortunate. It seems that Luna had a restless evening as well. I do hope there isn’t something amiss.”
Horseapples! “R-really?” he stammered. “I thought she slept pretty soundly. I mean!” he blurted, his heart jumping into his throat as he realized what he was implying. “She is the Princess of the Night, after all, so she should sleep the best out of anypony, right?” he concluded with a nervous chuckle.
“A reasonable assumption, but I’m afraid that is not the case. Luna was quite troubled by something, but she did not wish to share with me. She made some excuse or another, but even after a thousand years apart, I still can tell when my sister isn’t being completely forthright with me.”
“Do you have any idea what could have caused her problems?”
“I have a fairly educated guess, yes. I will need to keep an eye on her. She may do something rather unpleasant to the lout who has caused her this distress.”
Bean felt his knees begin to buckle. “Oh, raspberries…”
“Are you all right?” Celestia gave him a concerned look. “You are looking rather pale.”
“I, um… I admit I’m not feeling all that great all of a sudden,” he mumbled, while trying not to think of all of the horrific things that Luna—or even worse, Nightmare Moon—might do to him. Like gobbling up his backside, or tying him down to his bed and making good on her previous heir-raising demands.
Always good to hear you are still here.
👍
Looking forward to the next chapter
Hope one of these day you will try out Changeling King Bee, not sense wasting that art piece as not a cover.
*le gasp* If you're not dead, then that must mean you're
UNDEAD!!!!
Luckily, I have a zombie plan ready
heir-raising. (snerk) Yes, I understand how reality can swarm writing. I'm fighting that right now.
(don't forget, I expect to see dapples)
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I'll trade you one dapples for one Isekai. :)
5739833 For those of you missing the joke, I sent Irrespective a snippet I dreamed up about Baked Bean and Celestia involving dapples, and made a suggestion that we work together to make a Green Grass/Baked Bean crossover in Sunset's Isekai world as we have time. Just two guys out for a nighttime walk with respective cranky babies who find the same bar and get some hot chocolate together while talking.
"So, how's it like being married to a being of infinite power?"
"Not bad. You?"
"About the same. How was foalbirth?"
"Unconscious through most of it. Terrifying process. How about you?"
"Much the same. The dimensional folding was... interesting."
And... dapples.