Nov
24th
2019
Writing Update · 3:47pm Nov 24th, 2019
1. *Finally* did some work on Who is Pinkie Pie, but it still needs a fair amount of tweaks and adjustments. More on that once I get more done with it. 
2. Also started work on the next chapter of Pregnant Noses. Who's up for a musical number? 
3. The new story I've come up with has... stalled. I gotta get back to work on that one.
4. The next chapter of Harem Noses is just about done. It's being looked over by the editors now, so not much longer. 
I think that covers everything for now. More to come!
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Irrespective · 323 views
· Story: Pregnant Noses Know
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#haremnose
#pregnantnose
#bakedbean
#whoispinkie?
Thanks for this great news.
there are only a few things that could make my day better
The next chapter for Pregnant Nose will be a musical?
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It'll have a musical number in it.
5159923 Oh, there's going to be some loud noises, that's fur sur.
“I still don’t know how I’m going to tell my parents,” grumbled Bean under his breath for about the tenth time today. It made Celestia’s legendary iron will rust slightly under the pressure, and decide that some secrets did not need keeping until the proper time.
“I took care of it,” said Celestia in her most calming voice. “One of my finest diplomats, Ambassador Meadowlark, is currently discussing our current arrangement with your parents. I’m certain she will calm any fears they may have and correct whatever misconceptions the newspapers are spreading today. She’s quite intelligent, very reassuring, and—”
“And she’s walking this way,” said Bean, pointing with his nose at an older mare much the same way as if he had been some sort of hunting dog.
“Ambassador Meadowlark, what a pleasant surprise,” started Celestia. She wanted to follow it up with something on the order of “WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?” except the application of the Royal Canterlot Voice would only delay getting information out of the pleasant diplomat until she could be pried out of whatever wall she would wind up in.
“So good to see you two this afternoon,” said Meadowlark with a bow. “I was just telling Anstasi Pansy this morning what a remarkable pair you make. You should bless the rest of the city with your presence sometime. The questions about your relationship are getting to be quite insistent, and to have Your Highness out and about should—”
“Why aren’t you talking to my parents?” asked Bean, which was just the question Celestia wanted to ask, but had been too polite to interrupt. He really was such a pleasant stallion to have along in these circumstances.
“Why, Madam Pansy said Her Highness had assigned the task to her. Although she did not say which Her Highness, now that I think about it, so it could have been your sister,” added the diplomat while looking up at Celestia. “Or Princess Cadence, although she gives very few orders around the palace.”
* * *
That evening, both Luna and Cadence claimed relative innocence, which only left one tall, dark, and possessive possibility.
One thing a princess learned to do was wait, rather than charge in with a battalion of Royal Guard as they might desire. Anstasi Pansy was playing a game. As long as she was getting what she wanted out of the game, she would play by the rules. She wanted a horde of baby batponies, so she would not do anything to upset Bean or his parents. Celestia felt fairly confident she could kick the old batpony to the moon all by herself, without the Elements of Harmony if that happened.
So they waited.
You do realize that conversations between me and Irrespective go roughly
Irrespective. I have this evil idea.
Me: I have a way to make it eviler.
Irrespective: Oh, I can make it even more evil.
Really, if we had a secret lair, we could rule the world.
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To the secret lab!
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