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Beryl: Mythran Asylum

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By: D. R. Nyan-chan

“And I mustn’t forget nyu.”  Beryl placed a pretty pink ribbon around the gargoyle’s ear; she then hugged and nuzzled the overhanging statue.  “I see nyu smiling.  Nya nyu are.”  It had been some time since Beryl had mysteriously ended up at Grimskull castle in Mythran Allanar along with several Melfar Academy students.  However, the School Pet’s curiosity had gotten the better of her and she somehow ended up separated from the group early on.  Since then, Beryl busied herself with exploring the foreboding building.  Well, that and doing some redecorating…

Suddenly, Heart of Chaos sprung out of Beryl’s shoulder and gave her a little tap.  Seconds later, the large doors swung open.  “Great, even here?”  Erika scoffed in disgust.  The large library looked like the epicenter for an exploded pink factory; there were also rows of ribbons and smiley faces hanging on everything imaginable.

“Lord Kazu’s not going to be happy about this.  We’d best step lightly,” Johan said.

“And what’s got you so spooked?” Erika asked in a snide manner.  “Does the scheming bookworm need more bedtime stories?”

Johan sighed, readjusted his glasses, and said, “Lady Erika, have you ever read the reports from when Demogorgon declared war on Melfar Academy?”

Erika rolled her eyes and said, “Boooring!”

A loud squawk echoed throughout the room as Fregata swooped in, clasped her talons around Johan’s neck, and rammed him into the side of a nearby bookcase.  She then leaned in close to Johan’s face, bore her sharp teeth, and said, “I suggest you watch what you say about that topic, Crud Muncher.”

Erika raised an eyebrow.  “Oh?  Does the funny birdie have a sore spot?  Okay, I changed my mind.  Tell me everything!”

As Fregata redirected her anger and a lightning bolt at Erika, Shiko walked in carrying Sumiko and said, “I’m curious, too.  Do you know who’s doing this?  Are they dangerous?”

Johan checked his neck for cuts, reapplied his glasses, and straightened his shirt collar.  “It depends on your definition.  Judging from the pattern, this looks like the work of a certain Melfar teacher: Beryl Nyuphoran.”

Beryl let out a stifled giggle from her high perch while Fregata immediately turned around and shouted, “Beryl’s here?”  The perturbed harpy immediately flew up and shouted, “Where are you, you filthy cat?  When I find you, I’m going to pluck your veins out one by one!”  However, Beryl had already camouflaged herself with her Hide-and-Seek and Pretty Kitty glyphs.  Fregata continued to screech and fly around.  “I know you’re here!  I’d never forget this scent.”

Erika let out a little chuckle and said, “Typical birdbrain.  A bloodhound she isn’t.”  She then shouted, “Hey!  Pigeon-Butt!  I think I saw Beryl in that bookcase over there!”

Completely unaware that Beryl was actually clinging the underside of the gargoyle statue she had perched onto, Fregata swooped down, emitted a loud war cry, and crashed into the aforementioned bookcase.  As the harpy tore at the pages and scraped against the wood and pink ribbons, Erika smirked and said, “Oh, my mistake.  I meant there was a book on pretty stones there.  You know, to make your nest more presentable?”

As Fregata gave Erika a murderous glare, Sumiko asked Johan, “How dangerous is this Beryl?”

Johan closed his eyes for a moment before saying, “Against someone like you, she’d probably cuddle you to bits.  Actually, she’d cuddle anyone.  However, some of her traps are well…disturbing.”  Johan went on to summarize the events that happened when Beryl was first captured during the previous war vs. Melfar including the pure randomness of her traps, the bellybutton twigs, and even the lingerie-clad, can-can dancing barbershop quartet.  “I probably downed a dozen or more after reading about that mess.”

Sumiko jumped out of Shiko’s arms and said, “She’s likely close by.  The doors are noisy and I thought I heard a giggle earlier.”

“I’ll pass,” Erika said.  “I don’t even know what this Beryl looks like.”

“She’s a cat girl with long white hair,” Johan said.

Erika stopped in her tracks and thought for a moment.  “A cat, huh?  Well, if she’s pretty, I call first dibs on banging her.”

Fregata angrily lunged at Erika with blinding speed, only to get her legs tangled in some ribbons.  As Shiko tried to help her down, Fregata screeched, “Beryl’s MY prey!”

Erika clasped her hands together and said, “Dawww, the poor parrot is jeawous.  Tell you what, if you agree to be my pet, I’ll do Beryl within view of your cage so you can watch.”

Once Shiko had freed the fuming Fregata, she looked up at the harpy and asked, “When did you start wearing that?”

“What?”

“That.”  Shiko pointed to a well-tied bow that gave Fregata a nice ponytail.  A phrase was written in black letters against the pink fabric that read, “I Love Kitties.”

Fregata angrily flung around in an attempt to yank the ribbon off with her talons and fingerless wings, but she eventually consented to Shiko doing to the honors.  Meanwhile, Erika busted a gut from watching Fregata flail around before saying, “Okay, that was good.”

Fregata gave Erika another death glare, but Erika simply said, “What?  It wasn’t me.”  Johan, Shiko, and Sumiko skeptically stared at Erika, prompting her to say, “No really, that wasn’t me.  She had that on when she crashed into that bookcase.  I don’t do pink.”

Sumiko looked around and said, “She’s here, then.  Beryl’s definitely here.”

“Everyone watch your step,” Johan said.  “Beryl likes to use some sort of magic mine or something and they’re very hard to detect.”

“I’m not touching the ground ever again,” Fregata said.  “However, she’s mine to eat and kill.”

“Only if she’s boring,” Erika said.

Fregata took to scanning the tops of the shelves while the other four split up and searched the halls.  Meanwhile, Beryl stayed still, figuring that this was the perfect time to practice her stealth cuddling.

Sumiko carefully glanced around below the cuddling kitty. 

Left, right, up, nothing looked suspicious.

Fregata was looking the other way.

Beryl started dangling lower.

Sumiko searched the shelves as she said, “Odd, there’s no foreign bloodlust.”

Johan shouted back, “With Beryl, I doubt there would be.”

Sumiko sighed and looked around some more.

Suddenly, Beryl dropped down, grabbed Sumiko while still in midair, and flew back up to the top of the gargoyle courtesy of a Lifeline glyph as she said, “Sky huggie for nyu!”

“Get off me!  Get off me!” Sumiko shouted.  After wrestling herself free from Beryl’s cuddles, Sumiko fell back towards the ground.  However, instead of plopping, she merely dangled in the air with her foot tangled in some ribbon.  Beryl quickly used another Lifeline glyph to fly over to a different gargoyle while Sumiko’s companions converged on her location.  “She’s here!” Sumiko said.

“No duh,” Erika said.

Shiko tried to cut Sumiko down, but the ribbon seemed to regenerate almost immediately each time; the knot was too tight to undo as well.  Sumiko pouted a bit at both her predicament and her new fluffy pink princess dress complete with gravity-defying skirt.  After a few seconds of enduring Fregata’s laugh at her expense, Sumiko said, “She’s using the overhangs.  Sister, you should be able to track her.”

Shiko nodded and focused.  She then glanced at the neighboring gargoyle and said, “That one’s hot.  No, wait.  That one, too.  They’re all hot.”

“So what?” Erika said.  “I’m pretty hot, myself.”

“It’s like she infused all the gargoyles with her body heat,” Shiko said.  “I can’t tell which one she’s on.”

Johan stroked his chin for a moment.  “Beryl does have a reputation for going overboard with the cuddling…”

Fregata immediately flew up to the balcony area and said, “You turd stompers are so pathetic.  Just stay off the floor.”  Fregata angrily sliced her talons across a shelf of books.  Meanwhile, Beryl silently hopped across the top shelves and made her way just underneath the railing of that same balcony.

“Hey, Sky Rat!” Erika shouted.  “I found Beryl!”  Fregata quickly looked over and snarled.  Erika held up a life-size totem in Beryl’s likeness and said, “Never mind, it’s just a sex doll that looks like her.”

“Keep it up!” Fregata shouted.  “You’re next on my list!”

Beryl barely managed to stifle her giggle; she never expected one of her Loving Dolly glyph decoys to work so well in such an instance.  As soon as Fregata turned around, Beryl sprang into action and grabbed her from behind, pulling both of them over the side.  Fregata squawked and shouted, “Let me go!  I’ll dine on your heart and kill you!”  However, in her struggles, Fregata’s talons had momentarily gotten tangled in some more ribbon, causing the two to swing under the balcony.  Once Beryl jumped away into the shadows, Fregata desperately flapped her wings and banged her head straight into the underside of the balcony with such force that she was knocked out cold and collapsed in a sprawled out fashion on the floor

When the other three finally found Fregata, Erika sighed and said, “Damn, I was hoping to get more entertainment out of her.  Oh well, she was getting kind of screechy.”

“We’d better be careful,” Johan said.  “I don’t want to end up wearing that.”  He then pointed to Fregata’s new pink jacket and miniskirt.

“I hate to admit it, but this kitty would make a great assassin,” Erika said.  “That is, if she bothered to actually kill anyone.”

“We’d better stick together,” Johan said.  “She seems to be picking us off when we’re isolated.”

“Then lead the way,” Erika said with a smirk.

“Me?”

“Better you than me,” Erika said.  “I wouldn’t be caught dead in those colors.  The kid can take the rear.”

Johan shook his head in frustration and said, “Fine.  Shiko, could you watch our backs?”

“Of course,” Shiko said.  She took another look at Sumiko, who was crossing her arms in a pout and obviously still displeased over her helpless position.  Shiko then fashioned a small knife from the surrounding water vapor and took the rear position.  Meanwhile, Beryl smiled at the three from around the corner; she already had her next target in mind.

After a couple minutes of cautious walking, Erika said, “Okay, I’m getting bored again.  Let me take the front.”

Johan looked back with an annoyed expression and said, “Whatever happened to not getting caught in Beryl’s traps?”

“Well at least that would be preferable to your piss-piddly pace.”

“We can’t afford to do anything rash.”

As the two argued, Beryl decided to instead sneak up on Shiko.  The young assassin still had her back to the other two, ready for anything.  However, Beryl simply dropped down right behind her, the cuddle-happy kitty’s Tiptoe glyph completely silencing her approach.  Beryl slowly wrapped her arms around Shiko just as Shiko turned around.  As Heart of Chaos squeezed Shiko’s wrist and forced her to drop the knife, Beryl silenced her with a passionate Kiss of Happiness.

“I see her!  She’s on the bookcases!” Sumiko shouted.

Erika and Johan quickly turned around and noticed a shaking, wide-eyed Shiko huddled up to the side of one of the shelves.  She was wearing some sort of blood red ball gown and had matching ribbons both in her hair and wrapped around her tail.

Johan quickly walked up to Shiko and asked, “Are you okay?”

“Sh-she could’ve killed me,” Shiko said.  “She k-kissed me.”

Erika walked up with a smug expression and said, “Oh?  And did you enjoy the kiss?”

Shiko’s face turned a deep crimson as metaphorical steam burst out of her ears.  She wasn’t physically hurt, but her pride had taken quite the beating.  How could she protect her princess with such a pitiful display?

Johan glanced around for a moment and said, “Sit tight for now.  Take some time to calm down.  Miss Erika, could you-?”

However, Erika had already turned a corner.  Johan grumbled a bit in frustration and tried to walk after her as he muttered under his breath, “I’m not wearing a dress.  I’m not wearing a dress.  I’m not wearing a dress…”

Meanwhile, Erika decided to drag the Beryl-lookalike totem over to Fregata, figuring that she could get some amusement from seeing the out cold harpy in some compromising positions.  She could hear Johan calling out to her multiple times, but decided to ignore him.

“Huh?  What’s this?”  Johan noticed what seemed to be some sort of closet or wardrobe situated in between a pair of bookshelves.  It was clearly crafted from a different style of wood compared to the rest of the castle’s furniture and was far too big to simply drag there without rearranging the rest of the room.  Johan steeled himself and tried to open the doors, but they wouldn’t budge.  After several moments, he turned around to look somewhere else.

In that instant, the wardrobe’s doors swung open and Beryl quickly sprung out, grabbed Johan, and pulled him back inside courtesy of a Lifeline glyph.  Johan’s loud banging and cries for help filled the library, but Beryl continued to cuddle and nuzzle him.  Eventually, Johan was able to kick the doors open.  However, he now wore a powder blue miniskirt with a matching top and black tights.  His hair had also been fitted with extensions and a purple bow.  In his attempt to run out, Johan ended up tripping in his new powder blue heels, sending the wardrobe crashing down on him.  Out of respect for Beryl’s wishes, Heart of Chaos used its body to alter the wardrobe’s descent enough to prevent any serious damage to Johan’s spine, but he still ended up knocked out courtesy of a nasty bump.

As Beryl propped Johan’s head up with a fluffy pink pillow, Erika shouted, “Will you just be quiet already?  You’re ruining my fun!”  When she came across Johan, Erika stared for a moment in surprise before saying, “Well, at least he finally stopped talking.”  As she turned another corner, Erika said, “Here, kitty kitty!  Don’t you want to play with me?”

Unbeknownst to Erika, she was practically right on top of Beryl.  The School Pet had hidden herself inside a Pitfall glyph and had fastened one end of a Lifeline glyph onto Erika’s shoulder.  After a couple moments of looking around and unknowingly towing her target along for the ride, Erika said, “Aw, forget it.  Who wants a pink-happy kitty anyway?”

However, before Erika could get back to messing with Fregata, Beryl peeked out of her Pitfall glyph and promptly pulled Erika inside.  The kissing was nice; Erika immediately saw firsthand why Shiko’s face was so red.  However, Beryl’s cuddles and a certain blue tentacle…thing had kept Erika’s arms pinned to her side and prevented anything more from developing.  After finally managing to jump out of the strange pocket, Erika noticed that her outfit was noticeably less drafty; after taking a look at a nearby mirror, she was flabbergasted to find that she was somehow wearing nun cosplay.  After a short grumble, Erika said, “That’s it.  I quit.”  She then grabbed the life-size Beryl doll and started dragging Fregata to her room.

Meanwhile, Beryl took Sumiko down and nuzzled her repeatedly.  “Okay, okay!  That’s enough!” Sumiko said.  “You’ve won already.  Why are you here?”

“This place needed more happinyess and warm fuzzies,” Beryl said.

When the School Pet walked over to Shiko with Sumiko in her arms and Heart of Chaos on her shoulder, the young Vareos said, “Kazu’s going to kill you when he sees what you did.”

Nya?  Kazu lives here?” Beryl asked.  “I need to pick out a good wedding dress for him.”  She eagerly opened a nearby wardrobe and started rummaging through it.  Shiko thought about stabbing Beryl from behind, but a quick hiss from Heart of Chaos was enough to convey that she’d better not try.

*creeeak*
Beryl immediately climbed the bookcases and looked around.  Iria had just walked in and seemed to be looking around in confusion and surprise.  “NYAAA!” Beryl immediately swooped down and tackle-glomped Iria before happily mewing some more and licking her nosie.

Shiko ran over as fast as her dress would let her and asked, “Princess, are you okay?”

Iria giggled and laughed as she pet Beryl along her ears and said, “Hello, Kitty.  Did you want to play?”

“It’s been so long-nya!”  Beryl happily nuzzled Iria’s cheek as her tail tickled the little girl’s chin.  “So this is where nyu were.  Nyu have some cuddles to make up.”

“Good Kitty.  Meow-meow,” Iria said with a smile.  She then turned to Shiko and said, “I’ve met Beryl before.  Meow-meow-mew.”

Shiko and Sumiko were still a little stunned, but Shiko reluctantly reached out a hand and started petting Beryl as well.  After a few seconds of purring, Beryl said, “I knyow, how about we celebrate with a short cosplay party?”

:iconohoho-plz: It seems Beryl was displaced to Mythran-nyalong with multiple students.  I wonder what she'll doSurely it has nyathing to do with taking a page from Batnyan's book and practicing her stealth cuddles... :giggle:  :iconazu-nyanplz:




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Johan belongs to: :iconcrystalinetwilight:

Erika belongs to: :iconsamusagi:

Kazu and Demogorgan belong to: :iconkazuhiku:

Iria belongs to: :iconsamusagi: and :iconkazuhiku:

Beryl, Heart of Chaos, and Fregata belong to me-nya.

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GobboKilla's avatar
This is so adorably amusing to read :D
Also, Erika is great :rofl:
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