Pink-Beryl: C++

A Story by Abishai100

A Homeland 'job' for treasure-hand(s) or insurance-IQ makes for a 'bright' chess in a museum 'game' for a prince-thief (of distance).

A fun adaptation/fanfiction of the thematics/imagery from that iconic thief-and-comedy stylized franchise The Pink Panther. Hope you like it,

DISCLAIMER: This work of fanfiction offers no ties to the referenced franchise and is a 'personal' expression (for 'open' translations).

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READER: If you can learn C++, you can 'snatch' that Pink-Beryl for us.

AMLAN SATAN: You want me to 'snatch' the Pink-Beryl (Windy-City)?

READER: I thought you a fan of Homeland art(s), Mr. Ninja/Thief?

SATAN: I guess I like social-media 'faces'/commentary for gems/stones.

READER: Cool (thanx).

Well, our protagonist prince-antihero 'ninja' (thief?) agreed to take the (Interpol-relation?) commission-job to 'snatch' the (now) 'infamous' Pink-Beryl treasure inside the fabled Windy-City art museum (exhibition) for Earth eco-minerals presentation-language. He grabbed his pink-wool men's gloves and decided to become something of a 'cat' (or panther!) for that Halloween/October season when the Pink-Beryl (PB) was being 'cast' as a 'treasure' for what's an 'American' image of leviathan.

MS. KUYT: You sure this is a treasure worth the computing, Chicago?
SATAN: Yeah.

KUYT: Like the 'look' of the money/insurance?
SATAN: Nah...I want this particular policewoman to 'track' me.

KUYT: I guess this is 'good' (for social media).

ION COMPANY: Our 'manifest-representation' of Earth-treasure keeps, and the (loud) showcase(s) of that 'grand' Pink-Beryl affords us this capitalism-race 'chance' to liken treasure-insurance veils/silk as an 'art' for American bureaucracy.

The Pink-Beryl was quite the Earth eco-gem for museum praise, and it drew the right-stuff in investor-interest for Windy-City lore, but Mr. Satan, our self-proclaimed 'vigilante' who'd heard of Ion-company 'rumor' ties with eco-corrupted blood-diamond smugglers-insurance was (now/officially) 'set' for making this storyboard one of a special Western 'hand-write' for those 'grand' annals of computing materialism (for the heart).

CLARICE: You hear of this PB, partner?
CLARENCE: I know Amlan Satan's a 'cool' customer in hip-crowds.

CLARICE: Seems he's just a yuppie-investor or 'prince' with heat!

CLARENCE: Seems to me he's got the 'heat' for ya, Clarice.

CLARICE: Well, I need to know that the PB (Pink-Beryl) is Facebook.

Of course, to grab a museum piece, you need to infiltrate the cold-labyrinth of institutionalism and be 'literate' in forms for capitalism-race 'chess-stalemate' diagrams, such as C++, which Amlan was and was required to for the laser-computer security systems hack, requiring an icy-layered function-algorithm/code that switched the time-sensitivity (switches!) of the alarm(s). Ha, who'd think our protagonist 'antihero' (vigilante?) would be an 'avid-fan' of the 'world' of computers-language. That Reader who employed him sure didn't, right?

BARON ION: This 'artist' left-behind a robot-toy (pink) in the box?
ASSOCIATE: Seems there's Windy-City street-talk(s) about insurance.

BARON ION: Damn...for Xmas-consumerism (Chicago!).

CURATOR: Look, this guy looked like a mime-artist (ok).

CLARENCE (cop/reporter): All we know of Satan is he's dating Clarice!

CURATOR: Your station-coplady (damn)?

CLARENCE: Maybe the job was some (Interpol-relation) gesture/IQ.

CURATOR: Aha, for treasure-insurance chat(s) and insured-gem talk?

CLARENCE: Hey, Halloween's past...and Xmas (fast) approaches!

CLARICE: Alright, after this shrimp, we dart for a Brussels-sprout chess.

SATAN: I've the funds (now) finally to kick-start the eatery-idea, honey.

CLARICE: You still strike me as a suspect of the PB.

SATAN: Sure; I think you're thinking I'm thinking I'm a 'consumer' man.

CLARICE: You're quite a man (doubtless).

SATAN: Good for social media/bread.

Years later, we find Mr. Amlan Satan retired in Belgium and operating (as an older/wiser) man a cool seafood/bread dive in Brussels, for an examination of the social-media culture hospitality-reading for what's made treasure 'arms' for language/computing (wow). Was this Romanticism...or comedy (hmm)?