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kyubey | puella magi madoka magica
mascot
murder
manipulate
make
a
contract
with
me
and
•❣•୨୧- app ✨ stats ✨ navi ✨ wishes -୨୧•❣•
1 / 2 / 3 by Relanoy [pixiv] [twitter]
♡ reprint permission was granted by the artist.
Padding past the heaps of bodies lying on the ground, their owners gasping for exertion, Kyubey finds himself missing the pieces to complete the puzzle of this perplexing scene. When he'd teleported here on a whim, there'd been the briefest trace of music before the tune abruptly stopped.
Following that sound had led him to a clearing of over-exhausted humans who had evidently been busy doing...something before they collapsed. The discovery compels him to keep searching for answers. Eventually, his paws lead him to an unperturbed musician apparently tuning his instrument beneath a tree.
Kyubey isn't polite about leaping right up to a branch to study him closer: a somewhat pinched-looking figure with pointy ears and fancy threads.
§ Did you do this? § The Incubator asks, pointing at the victims with one floppy ear.
§ What did they do to you? §
⋆˚🐾˖ @thiefandlyre⊹ . ݁˖ .
At the crossroads of a street, the light turns green. A woman starts crossing it alone while carrying a bag of some kind.
What's more curious to the drivers is the small white animals that follows at her heels a few moments later while carrying a book between its tiny mouth. At first it pads along at normal speed, but when the pedestrian crossing light starts flashing, its steps speed up until it's scampering across the street.
It manages to reach the sidewalk on the other side just as the lights change to green with a final leap. The weight of the book throws off its balance as it lands, sending it skittering into the ankles of the woman it'd be following just moments ago.
§ Kyu~! §
Kyubey sprawls on the sidewalk, book by his side and ears covering his face as stops to recover his breath.
⋆˚🐾˖ @kujoutengu ⊹ . ݁˖ .
There wasn't much to do for Kyubey these days besides travel, build connections, and nurture relationships. Sometimes a teleport took him to the edge of a volcano; other times it dropped him in a snowfield or the dunes of a desert.
Today he takes a break after landing in a random housing unit with a sunny-sided window. There's a soft-looking plushie in the corner that looks promising as a pillow, so Kyubey drags it over with his tail before plopping down against it and promptly going for a nap.
He doesn't mind if the owner of the room comes back—chance meetings helped build relationships, after all.
⋆˚🐾˖ @moraypower ⊹ . ݁˖ .
For this one, Kyubey thinks, he'll just follow the script as usual. After tailing the girl for half an hour, the Incubator finally makes his appearance by teleporting onto the railings of the balcony she'd stopped at to admire the views, ears perking up and every bit of fluffy fur in place.
§ Hello! I'm Kyubey, the Messenger of Magic! §
§ If you make a contract with me, someday I'll help you become a magical girl! §
⋆˚🐾˖ @hopefulmagic ⊹ . ݁˖ .
The unspoken rules of social etiquette dictated that wants and needs were fulfilled by exchange between two or more willing parties. One who desired companionship reached out to individuals or groups that either aligned to one's interests or seemed conducive enough to accept one into the fold.
Acceptance or rejection then commenced, leave the subject either satisfied or spurned to look for a second chance elsewhere.
But this isn't post about that. Instead, it is social interaction in its most basic form, brought upon by a rather happy coincidence.
In the streets of Star Trail, a scoop of ice cream slides off its cone and splats onto the ground. Before its owner can attempt a recovery, a small four-eared creature pads right up and takes a sample lick from a side with its tongue.
Mint chocolate.
Looking up (and then up some more), Kyubey sits back to lick an ice-cream stained paw as well, making the most of his impromptu dessert.
§ Kyuu~ § he offers intelligently.
⋆˚🐾˖ @randoarmy ⊹ . ݁˖ .
This city is a strange one. It sustained itself through unexplained means, enforced restrictions on the souls it brought it, and happily hosted a menagerie of subjects with different skillsets, abilities, and power levels within the borders of one single island. Kyubey had tested those borders already—concluding that pushing on was a pointless endeavor when negative symptoms began setting in—and now turned inward to focus on its inhabitants instead.
There were no Witches here, and little to none of puella magi activity, but magic still existed along with other, stranger wavelengths. He'd decided to spend this afternoon teleporting to different promising signs he sensed at each location when the latest had him appearing above some figure keeping to the shadows of an alleyway.
Kyubey lands—the figure dodges—and the Incubator's paws end up catching onto the tail end of his hat instead as he falls.
⋆˚🐾˖ @phantommirrored⊹ . ݁˖ .
"EEEEEEEEEEKKKKKK!"
Amongst the practice rooms of Starberry Productions, a door slams open before a young artist bursts into the hallway.
"Ahhhhhhh! The piano room's haunted!"
These were smaller rooms for single artists, their walls carpeted for sound and outfitted with essentials such as a mirror and single upright piano, among other things. It was a perk to working at the idol company, but something seemed to have gone terribly wrong this afternoon.
"Help! Heeeelp, wahhh!"
The girl runs down the deserted halls, nearly crashing into a dark-haired youth at the end of it. She pauses to admire her handsome looks, but doesn't linger long before blurting out, "Don't go that way!"
The next instant, she's hightailing out of the scene.
Meanwhile, in a certain abandoned practice room, soft rustling sounds come from a pile of abandoned sheets in the corner. Usually they'd be used to cover the piano when not in use, but today it seems like something's possessed the fabric to make it move on its own...
⋆˚🐾˖ @foreverembrace ⊹ . ݁˖ .
§ Human speech isn't so difficult once you master it. §
§ The problem lies more in your lack of vocal cords to articulate. You don't have any abilities to transmit thoughts telepathically like me? §
Perched on the lap of a young girl, Kyubey is having a seeming stare-off with the little Eevee sitting on the sidewalk. In actuality, there's a full conversation going on between the Pokemon's vocalizations and the Incubator's own silent speech.
§ The Pikachu I met before even had a translation collar. Your "trainer" didn't think to get you any? That's an oversight on her part. §
⋆˚🐾˖ @dazzlxd ⊹ . ݁˖ .
Kyuubei was too cute for anyone to stay mad at, let alone Soma! He sat down besides Kyuubei and gave him the requested belly rubs, smiling down at him.
Soma couldn't say he has ever met a girl with that name, but it also wasn't a very common name, either. It shouldn't be too hard to find her with the description that Kyuubei gave.
"Let's start at the Boardwalk then, and make our way towards the mall. I'm sure somebody would have seen her."
§ Really? §
§ Then thank you! Thank you so much! §
Sometime later they're at the Boardwalk as planned, the Incubator half hidden within the furry bits of Soma's coat. Questions have been asked with inconclusive answers—which is what Kyubey expected, but it was good to confirm.
Back in his world, he could sense potential puella magi and communicate with them directly in their minds. With his abilities nerfed, it was now mandatory to do some footwork to confirm his own theories. After a few more questions lead to nowhere, the Incubator peeks his head out from around the boy's neck.
§ Soma...I'm beginning to think that Madoka isn't here. Do you think the Stars lost her? §
As Chiikawa readies another bite on their chopsticks, they pause to see a strange white creature with red eyes staring them down..
Their express changes to one of uncertainty, and slight fear. "E-eh...?"
"Eh" wasn't an expression of either yes or no. Considering that indecision didn't equate denial, Kyubey is content to continue fulfilling its caloric needs by slurping up the noodle he grabs without any more permissions.
§ Kyuu! §
§ Kyuu, kyuu.... § Chew, chew...
Once it's swallowed, Kyubey dives forward for bite two!
"M-More a mentor more then anything. She's really really nice so maybe if her schedule frees up we can all have tea together or something. Unless you don't drink tea, do you do that? You know as a little being like that."
She wasn't sure if that was poisonous or not but Mika still didn't know if Kyubey was some fox or cat. Maybe even a dog? A question she really needed to ask at some point...
"I guess that's true. Maybe if you met me back then I would've jumped on it in a heartbeat. But since then I turned over a leaf with doing that kind of thing. If i cant do it all by myself then I just gotta keep at it or ask someone else till I solve my problem. You get it right?"
§ I haven't drunk tea, § Kyubey admits. § But I can if you want me to! It won't hurt me. §
Energy-wise, caffeine didn't do much for him, and there was barely any calories in unsweetened tea itself. But an Incubator was capable of trying anything once as long as it was what the target needed. Adaptability was their best skill, and these bodies were designed to digest most anything for efficient energy conversion.
§ It's a shame we missed each other. But there's always next time! § he adds optimistically.
§ Besides, my powers aren't back yet. Maybe when they are, you'll change your mind by then. We'll be hanging out together in the meantime, right? §
There are few rewards better than a head nuzzle from a soft and fuzzy animal. Vanth doesn't respond to Kyubey's thanks aloud, instead opting to rub his tiny forehead with the side of his index as though to say, 'you're welcome'—perhaps even to reward him back for the affection, too. As humanly intelligent as Kyubey is, it seems no animal can resist the desire to sleep at the foot of a soft and cushy, person-sized bed. However, there's just one issue: the side effect of hosting Yophiel in his body. ❝ You can, I don't mind—but I don't sleep, so you'll have to deal with me being awake the whole time if you're set on sleeping there. ❞ Vanth carefully shuts the courtyard door behind him, pressing his hand against its panel until it softly clicks into place. For a moment, he listens. All is quiet except for the murmur of the last few guests taking their leave and the faint scooting of chairs and tables set away. Sebastian, despite his wound, must be there somewhere, after reassuring him earlier that he would oversee the end of the night. ❝ My husband also doesn't sleep, but he likes animals, so I don't think he'll mind, either. That applies to Messengers of Magic, too. We'll try not to bother you or anything. ❞ He should probably get comfortable while Sebastian finishes up. Vanth's heeled steps echo off the castle's main staircase as he ascends with Kyubey aboard. ❝ Nice things? ❞ Vanth double-takes. That had to be just the pleasantries from the guests, right?
❝ Yeah, that is me, but.... I'm not really... ❞ Good. At all. But that's not something you should admit to a creature so innocently trying to compliment you, so Vanth pivots. ❝ Uh... Thanks. I mean. So—you said 'Puella Magi' are like, people who spread hope or something, right? What are they, exactly? ❞
§ Don't sleep? § Kyubey echoes first, sounding believably shocked. § Oh no! You must be really tired... §
§ When I get my powers back, you should wish to dream again! I can make sure you and your husband both get a great night's sleep everyday! §
A simple enough wish., and one born from the best of intentions. Suggesting it at this point of the conversation also feels natural, but he's careful not to dwell on it as Vanth tries to guide the conversation. elsewhere.
§ In my world, puella magi are also known as magical girls. They're the chosen ones to bear their powers. But here, anyone and everyone can see me. That means you all have the potential to harness magic! §
...is the angle he'll take from now on, since it's what reality's given him.
§ The magical girls and I work together to fight off Witches. It's how they protect the peace of the world. It really makes me wonder: will Witches show up here too now that I've appeared? That's why I really want to get stronger and form contracts with people like you before they do! Only puella magi can defeat a Witch! §
haha look at that guy
can't even get his contracts right haha
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