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// Be Warned 
// Story: Carolean 
// by Symphony 
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A/N; Short chapter this time around. Just something to keep the plot rolling. Edited by frieD195.



I have been lying in this bed for about two, maybe three hours now. I have attempted to sleep, but I cannot get the serenity I need to slumber. I am just rolling around in bed, occasionally sighing while tossing around, trying to find peace. With a groan, I settled myself onto my back and just staring at the ceiling. My thoughts drift away to my punishment.


I have been sentenced to an eternity of suffering, just because Princess Celestia wanted to teach me a lesson. I would have accepted a lifetime in the dungeon over this... This curse. I presume that I should look at it from her point of view. I came to her land against my will, I defended one of her subjects from what could have been certain doom. I eventually met her protegé, only to attempt to take her life in cold blood. She could have, and even should have, made my punishment even more severe than what it currently is.


But alas, I could see that she was a leader was loathe to cause discomfort to anyone, or any...pony. Her sister was different though, she had the air of a royalty around her, but she also had troubles trusting anyone else, as she did act a little distant when she came to the dungeon when I was there. Probably because she wasn't quite sure what to make of me... Well, I am not here to impress anyone. I am here because of my fall. The fact that I was too convinced that I'd get my bullet through his head, but I was the one receiving a bullet...


I clenched my fists and closed my eyes. All of this, and I mean all of this could have been prevented if I wasn't so full of pride... But at least it was just me who fell in that assault. The Caroleans will march on, enemy forces cannot stop us. One fallen to give the rest motivation to keep marching for glory is a fair deal.


I realized that lying in bed all day wouldn't solve my situation, so I stood up to take a look around the room I had been accustomed to. A sharp pain shot from my ribs, and I gritted my teeth while placing my hand there. It would take some time for the ribs to heal, as I had suffered the same injury before so I knew how my body would take it. My coat was on a hanger by the door. The door itself was locked though, as I suspected. But what surprised me was that my hirschfängare was hanging beside the coat with its strap.


I grabbed the handle of the sword and pulled it out. It was still as beautiful as it was when I first came to this world, but the blade had a few dried spots of blood on it, obviously from the beast I blinded on my first day being here. I took a few swings for practice, a constant pressure started emanating from my injured ribs, but I could continue with it.


A manikin, but it looked like a pony was in the corner of the room. I moved it to the middle of the room. I could at least have some fun when I'm locked in this room...I took a few steps back from the ponykin while twirling the sword in my hand. I gripped the handle tighter as I lunged toward the ponykin and slashed it over the barrel, then rolled and stood up while making a horizontal slash to the back of its neck. I once again twirled the sword, but this time I held it with the blade facing the wall behind me. I dashed forward and stabbed it once again to the neck, then punched its face with my free hand. The ponykins' face caved in, making it look quite ridiculous.


I continued to deliver a quick kick to its forelegs, making the left foreleg burst into splinters and the right foreleg crack. I didn't stop there, oh no. Far from it, actually. I poured all the strength I had left in me into one last swing. The blade sheared through the neck of the ponykin without issues, making it fall to the floor beside it. I wiped my forehead with the back of my left hand. A clopping which sounded almost like applause came from the doorway. I turned my head to see both of the princesses standing there. A sudden shock of pain came from my ribs, making me place my hands on them once again and gasp from the agony.


''Now I see why you were able to blind a manticore on your own, Gustafv.'' Princess Celestia smiled and walked inside the room. I sat down on the bed, still grasping my chest from the pain. ''But you really shouldn't do those kinds of activities while you're still injured.'' She scolded me like I was a child. Not a proud moment for me, to be honest. Princess Luna just walked inside in complete silence, casting harsh glares at her sister every once in a while.


''Well, I should be allowed to have some fun while I spend my time here.'' I turned my head away from the approaching princesses. ''Why are you two here, anyway?'' I laid the sword on the bed, being careful not to harm the cover of the bed by cutting it.


This time, Luna spoke up with a certain edge to her tone. She must be angry at something, presumably her sister due to the fact that she's glaring at her. ''We came here to see how you're doing with the... changes my sister made to you. Other than that, we came here to warn you about a certain pony.'' They came here to warn me? For what? Do they really think a pitiful pony can harm me?


''While I appreciate your concern, I can say without doubt that none of the ponies here can harm me physically as I probably am vastly superior in combat.'' I rubbed my left hand to my chest.


''This pony is like no other, Gustafv.'' Princess Celestia warned. I raised an eyebrow and looked straight into her eyes. ''She constantly breaks the laws of physics and common sense. She truly is an enigma in her own right. Her name is Pinkie Pie.'' She sighed and looked away from me. Princess Luna cast a worried glance to her sister, before continuing where her sister ended.


''She can, and probably will throw you a party. But beware, when she might seem innocent and kind, a real party monster resides within her.'' Luna didn't break the stare at me, so I continued staring as well.


This... They want me to fear a small, pink pony who likes parties? They... Who... ''Pfft...'' With that, I started laughing like I had never laughed before. This was just stupid! Do they really think I'd fear something so... So ridiculous? Princess Celestia just shook her head and started walking to the door with her sister following her.


''You'll see what we mean...'' Celestia said before she closed the door behind her. I heard the door being locked, so I wiped the tears of mirth away from my eyes. Oh, this was just priceless... Truly. With that, I settled down in the bed to sleep, as night had fallen. I laid my sword next to the bed, just in case I would need it. I feel asleep a few minutes later, without a care in the world, or the last one in that matter.







I jumped awake because of something hoppinh onto the bed and standing over me. I tried desperately, and failed to reach for my sword. I opened my eyes to see a pink pony with big, blue eyes and a curled pink mane standing on top of me. Her grin became unnaturally big as I tried to keep away from her.


''Hi! I'm Pinkie Pie!'' The crazy pony chirped happily. The color drained from my face almost immediately. I think I understand what the Princesses meant by their warning now...