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Baen pursed his lips in annoyance as he attempted to unscrew the bottle of cider in front of him. The sound of a throat being cleared diverted his attention from his current rival that was the cider bottle to his current passenger. The unicorn raised an eyebrow at him as his teeth grinded against the blasted lid keeping him from his precious nectar.
“Need some help?”
Baen sighed and pushed the bottle of to her, “Sure.”
The unicorn’s magic popped the lid off with ease as Baen gratefully took the beverage. The unicorn couldn’t help but stare with a mixture of intrigue and slight fear due to the battle-axe lying at the stallion’s side. The stallion in question turned to look out the window of the train cart in thought, she just had to know.
“Hey,” the stallion turned, “Are you by chance that Barbarian pony that everypony has been talking about?”
Baen nodded, “Indeed I am, and it’s Baen.”
The mare blushed in embarrassment, “Oh, sorry,” she fidgeted slightly, “I’m Fleur De Lis. I hope you’ll pardon my rudeness.”
Baen smiled, “No trouble at all.”
Fleur tapped her chin as she looked him up and down, “If you don’t mind me asking, this is the train to Manehatten. Might I ask why you’re heading there?”
Baen shrugged, “I don’t mind. It’s more or less to visit a friend of mine. I want to surprise her at work.”
Fleur smiled as she stared at him intently, “Ah, your marefriend I assume?”
“Yes,” Baen nodded, “my friend is a mare.”
Fleur blinked in befuddlement, “Not what I meant…,” she noted Baen’s equally confused expression and giggled, “you’re so cute!”
Baen just blinked again only to jump at the sounding of the screeching brakes of the train. The announcement told him that he had reached his destination and he soon disembarked…and he stood face to face with poster depicting his face. His eyes widened further when he noticed that the poster though old, depicted him during his modeling for Rarity from the first time he came here.
“So that’s why her line was popular,” he growled.
Stalking away from the station with an annoyed look, he glanced at the business card that Rarity had given him. Though it depicted Carousel Boutique’s address, it also had the address for Coco in Manehatten written on the back. It was most likely to help locate her to consult the costume making mare in person. As Baen walked down the crowded streets, he passed a cab depot and noticed that despite the wagons being above ground that there was an underground portion. He narrowed his eyes and his mind started to whir and formulate. Eventually he arrived at the address and gazed up at the building before him. Many floors were before him and the building was dark grey stone with teal curtains. He had a feeling if Rarity had tagged along she would make a quip about them clashing or some such nonsense. Upon entering the lobby and soon the elevator, he ascended to his destination. The elevator dinged and he walked down the red carpeted hall to the room he sought.
The dark brown wooden door with the gold numbers upon it showed he had reached his destination. Giving a few knocks, he waited. The sound of approaching hooves alerted him that the resident had indeed heard him. Pretty soon the door opened and revealed a slightly frazzled looking Coco Pommel. Though when she noticed it was Baen, her face lit up and she hugged him immediately.
Baen smiled at the contact, “Heya, surprise.”
Coco pulled away and stared on in surprise, “What are you doing here Baen,” she glanced behind him, “The girls aren’t with you?”
Baen nodded slowly, “Yeah…lately things have been getting…a tad unbearable.”
Coco raised an eyebrow as she ushered him inside, “What do you mean?”
Baen glanced around the studio apartment and seated himself on a nearby couch, “Well….”
*
Unbearable Day/ Number 1
Baen sat beside a country looking Rarity who was now explaining her changes to the town festivities. He was rolling his eyes as she gave the girls a rundown. The amount of stupidity that he knew was going to come caused him to leave.
Unbearable Day/ Number 2
Baen was watching a musical performance by some group known as the Ponytones and he could clearly tell Big Mac wasn’t singing and that they were covering for a poison joked Fluttershy. Though earlier the girls asked for his input on the ruse, he settled for staying on the fence. When the curtain came down, he merely left.
Unbearable Day/ Number 3
Baen, Vinyl, and Cheerilee sighed in content as the three sat at a picnic. Baen munching on a sandwich and Vinyl munching on a tart, Cheerilee however yelled something and pointed as the CMC trampled the barbarian. Quickly following them was a mob of colts and fillies who continued to trample Baen chanting, “Twilight Time!”
*
The sour look on his face after the last brief summary caused Coco to giggle. She’d never seen Baen scrunch his face before and he looked adorable when he did it. The mare smiled at the barbarian who gazed at her.
“Well that can’t be the only reason you came to see me,” Coco added casually, “I mean there has to be another reason.”
Baen clapped his hooves together, “Yes actually there is,” he smiled, “I wanted to surprise you at work and tour the city. We didn’t get to see much of it last time I was here.”
Coco sighed but still maintained her smile, “Actually that sounds like fun! There’s a lot to see around here. It’ll be a fun day and there’s nopony I’d rather spend it with.”
Baen smiled, “Glad to hear it,” he stood up, “two pen-pals spending the day together.”
*
Princess Cadance then felt the urge to facehoof, to which she complied.
*
Baen and Coco were soon out and about in the massive city. Currently they were sitting at Gelato Café. Apparently a certain pink mare’s creation took quite well to the general populace and was now loved by all. Coco just finished telling a story of a wardrobe malfunction at a performance and the hilarity it caused.
“And it turns out the problem was a loose thread,” Coco started laughing as Baen joined in.
Baen took a bite out of his Gelato and glanced at Coco as she giggled, “What?”
Coco pointed with her hoof, “You have some ice cream on your nose.”
Baen’s eyes crossed as he looked at the offending substance, “Ah…right.”
Coco leaned over and licked the ice cream off his nose causing Baen’s face to redden. Some nearby mares awed at the display while some of the stallions mumbled something along the lines of ‘lucky’.
Coco realized what she just did and became entirely red, “I-I’m s-so s-sorry.”
Baen’s face slowly returned to normal as Coco quickly stood up, “Excuse me, I have to use the little filly’s room!”
Coco zoomed off faster than the speed of light as Baen just blinked in silence.
“Well it seems you have quite the excitable one there sir.”
Baen glanced over to his side and saw Fleur beside a casually unicorn dressed stallion. Fleur was wearing a sun hat whereas the unicorn stallion was wearing a red and yellow floral shirt. But the look mixed with his moustache, mane style, and monocle made him look quite unorthodox.
Baen could only tilt his head, “I’m sorry have we met?”
The stallion chuckled, “Oh pardon me, I’m Fancy Pants,” Fleur smiled and waved, “my wife told me the mysterious barbarian stallion of Ponyville was in the city and imagine my surprise when I saw you dining here.”
Baen shrugged, “Fate is odd that way.”
“Indeed,” Fancy nuzzled his wife, “fate can lead one to many great discoveries, which it has clearly done for you.”
Baen blinked as Fancy chuckled, “Don’t you know? That young mare clearly has feeling for you.”
“She does?”
Fancy clicked his tongue, “Ah I see, you’re not familiar with modern day courting customs are you?”
Baen blinked once more.
Fancy gave a good natured smile, “Just allow me to give you a friendly bit of advice,” he placed a hoof on Baen’s shoulder pad, “Don’t let happiness slip you by. If you do, you’ll regret it every day of your life. Trust me young Baen, city like life is a jungle one could get lost in easily.”
Baen nodded, “Thank you for the advice….,” a light went off in his head, “That’s it!”
Fancy smiled and nodded before departing.
Coco quickly returned, “Sorry I was,” she noted his expression, “What happened?”
Baen smiled, “I just got an idea. Coco, wait here, I won’t be long.”
The stallion quickly surged off leaving a confused Coco to stare at where he had been.
*
Baen had arrived at the cab cart depot, everpony having gone on lunch break allowed him to sneak into the lower level. He looked at the rows upon rows of carts and inhaled.
“KRIGER KONGEN,” he glanced around as the echo emanated throughout the area, “I CHALLENGE YOU!”
“Hm, I was wondering when you would call me boy.”
Baen whipped around to behold the grimly clad stallion, “Sorry, I was thinking of the best way to handle you.”
Kriger metallically chuckled, “You speak as though you have a hope in Tartarus of beating me.”
Baen readied his axe, “That’s exactly what I’m saying.”
Kriger’s wave sword unsheathed itself, “Then have at thee, knave.”
Baen galloped at his opponent and their blades clashed in a shower of sparks. Kriger parried the next swipe and followed through with one of his own. Baen managed to back up as the tip of the sword scraped along his chest plate leaving a white scratch. Brining his axe back, Baen followed through with a flurry of chops which Kriger blocked, parried, or dodged. Each scored blow sending sparks cascading through the air accompanied by the clash of steel, Kriger was being pushed back. Krieger, after blocking one strike, backed up and thrust forward. The blade of Kriger’s sword glided along Baen’s cheek and drew blood which dripped to the floor.
Kriger stared into Baen’s soul with those soulless pits of his helmet, “Just a stallion.”
Baen roared as his Wrath aura flared to life. Baen’s blows rained down like a relentless torrent of death, however, each one was deflected with ease. Kriger exhaled and slashed Baen across his exposed left foreleg, the stallion crying out in pain.
“You rely too much on your power,” Kriger stepped forward and thrust right into Baen’s right fetlock, “That is your flaw.”
Baen dropped his axe and stepped backwards as Kriger calmly advanced with each back step Baen took. A mass of slashes and thrusts accompanied the skeletal pony’s stride, of which Baen could only dodge a short bunch of. Slashes and stabs soon appeared on the stallion’s body as his precious life blood flowed onto the ground. Baen’s vision began to swim as Kriger relentlessly held his line and position in the duel.
“How can,” Baen croaked out, “I had you on the-“
“You thought you did,” Kriger interjected firmly, “I was merely gauging your current strength. I am afraid you failed in my expectations.”
Baen collapsed as Kriger loomed over him, “Now, you are finished, barbarian.”
“STOP!”
The voice rang true through the space as a shape darted between the two.
Baen could only stare, “Coco?”
Coco Pommel faced the armored stallion before her with no fear, “I won’t let you hurt him!”
Kriger titled his head and sheathed his weapon, “Hrm. Very well,” he turned, “I do not fight those that cannot give me a fight back.”
Coco stared after him as Kriger halted, “Why young mare, why did you step in front of my blade to save him?”
Coco narrowed her eyes, “Because I love him.”
Baen widened his eyes as Kriger laughed, “I see. Very well then.”
In a burst of indigo fire, Kriger vanished.
The last thing Baen saw was Coco coming to him to check if he was alright as he passed out.
*
Baen awoke and stared into the worried eyes of Coco Pommel. He attempted to move only for her to gently place her hooves on him. Baen then noted his armor had been removed when he was out.
Coco fidgeted, “I had to take your armor off to bandage and clean your wounds properly.”
Baen shrugged, “It’s alright.”
“You have so many scars,” she gazed at him, “How many fights have you been in?”
Baen sighed, “To many.”
Silence reigned once more before Baen spoke.
“Was it true,” he glanced at her, “What you said to him. Do you actually love me?”
Coco blushed hard, “Y-yes. I was unsure at first. But after our dance that day, I knew for sure what I felt.”
Baen nodded, “I see.”
Coco scrunched her face, “Is that all you can say? I see? A mare just told you that she loves you!”
“I know,” Baen sighed, “It’s just that…I mean…I…”
Coco placed a hoof over her mouth, “Oh please tell me I didn’t mess this up.”
Baen shook his head, “No it’s not that. It’s just…this would put a lot of things into perspective for me,” he looked to the side, “granted when I first saw you in that armor of yours…I felt a warmth in me I had not felt in quite some time,” he placed a hoof to his head, “Tieg this is confusing.”
Coco’s eyes lit up as she placed a hoof on his, “What do you say then we take this slow? And we’ll see where we end up at the end.”
Baen smiled, “I wouldn’t mind that, I am new to these courting rituals. What exactly do we do now?”
Coco smiled and lidded her eyes, “Well if you want…you could kiss me.”
Baen smiled and leaned toward her and her toward him. In an instant, their lips connected and they both felt bliss.
Pulling away, they both smiled at each other.
“You can stay here as long as you need to Baen.”
Baen patted the spot beside him, “Well I could use some company.”
Coco obliged and crawled in next to him and hummed at the warmth of the barbarian’s body against hers as they both drifted off to sleep.
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BUCK YEAH.
Took you long enough Baen!
he finally got it and all it took was her saying it; take that mane 6 and your beating around the bush
So CocoBaen becomes official. Right then, that means only hers and Honey's chapter will be canon, the rest not.
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Hm
4247219 Unless you want it to be, so that it creates tension in their relationship.
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No I'm cool with the rest being non-canon, that's what I intended from the get go o3o
Seriously. How can you not giggle at that?
WOOOOOO!!!!!!
And then they fucked. The end XD
4247219 ...Fleur de lis, not Fleur Dis Lee. It's French, not American...
Kriger stared into Baen’s soul with those soulless pits of his helmet, “Just a stallion.”
Was that supposed to be a matrix reference?
... Y’know, every time Kriger Kongen is mentioned, I can't help but think that it would sound so much better as just "Warrior King". They essentiallly mean the same thing, and it's not like it can't be a pony name, not with nonsense like "Fizzlepop Berrytwist" floating around. And it wouldn't be nearly as obnoxious just using a different language, without even finding a way to use any of the fun letters of the language.