Literature
Beryl's Blank Slate
By: D. R. Nyan-chan
Aarina grumbled as Whitney walked Beryl to the teacher’s podium. The bright-colored dress with a seemingly endless supply of ribbons that the spider girl had been forced to wear was a little too poofy for her liking, not to mention the unpleasant memories it provoked.
“Salnyutations, my comfy cuddle buddies,” Beryl called out. “Nyu all remember the paper I gave nyu?”
Destyni shyly raised her hand. “Um, was there any chance you…mixed up the assignment and gave us the wrong sheet?”
Beryl giggled and shook her head. “Nyo, I gave everyone the right sheets.”
