A/N: So... um... this was not out the same day as that last chapter... um... sorry about that. It was just way harder to type it up than I'd thought it would be. Anyway, I'm trying to get into an actual schedule for chapters again, I'm gonna try and start this next Friday and go for one chapter of something per day. I'm going to be putting two new stories onto this here website in order to help accomplish that, and they may end up getting a story of one-shots. (The two would share the same one-shots compilation because they're technically the same AU, just show-movie counterparts.) If you may be interested in reading the two of those there is a brief description of them on my profile, they are jointly called my 'cursed concepts' so... yeah. Should hopefully be interesting, and I've got several chapters both written ahead and edited already done for the both of them, so hopefully they'll go well.

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Pythor glanced at the child he had been indulging all day, finally letting his curiosity get the best of him. "Why isss it that you have no friendsss?"

Lloyd shrugged. "Because my best friend betrayed me, and I left Darklys before becoming friends with anyone else."

"Thisss 'friend', how did they betray you?"

"He joined those awful ninja I was telling you about."

"Hm," Pythor sat haf-up, "and why did you leave 'Darkly'sss'?"

"Darkly's Boarding School for Bad Boys? I - uh, I ran away. Yeah." He tried to cackle, but it came out rather sad.

"Really? Why would you run away from making more friendsss?"

He glanced at the ground, sitting up. "Well, I- maybe I didn't actually… run away. I might have, maybe, gotten kicked out."

Pythor startled. "From the Boarding Ssschool for Bad Boysss? I don't believe it. I hear they are the breeding ground for the truly dessspicable. And if you asssk me, ho-ho, you are a handful."

"Well, thank you, Pythor, but they told me I wasn't bad enough. They said I 'lacked the amoral ambition to be one of tomorrow's masterminds.'" He added under his breath, "whatever that means."

"Well, you'll ssshow them." Pythor rose to his 'standing' position.

"That's right! I will show them." He sprang to his feet, facing away from the snake in a failed attempt to look epicly toward the horizon.

"Then why don't we?!"

Lloyd turned back around. "'Why don't we' what?"

"Let's get revenge on the very school that rejected you! And when the ninja come to the rescue, we'll have a trap laid out for them." He raised a scaly eyebrow. "And when the traitorous friend arrives, we'll catch him in the same trap we caught those ninja in!"

"A triple revenge?" Lloyd gave Pythor a hopeful look.

"A triple revenge. Get sssome ressst. Hijacking an icsse cream truck isss a lot for anyone, and if you're going to rule the world, well, ho-ho-ho, you'll need to get your sssleep." He turned away, before turning his head back. "Oh, and one more thing."

"Yes?"

"I'll be your friend."

Lloyd gladly hugged Pythor, letting out a contented sigh. "Oh, Pythor, you're the best."

*Meanwhile, Formerly-Evil Child Trying to Talk to Do-Gooder Ninjas*

Wu nearly spat out his tea, hoping he heard wrong. "My nephew, he's freeing what tribe?!"

"The Anacondrai. The other two tribes described them as the 'most fierce and feared'. Why? Is that true?" Brad stared at the old man, very curious.

"Do you know where it is?!"

"I don't know, somewhere in the desert. He's probably already there by now, if you were planning on stopping him before he arrived. I mean, he can barely read a map but we weren't too far and he kinda started heading out in the morning." He gestured awkwardly to the setting sun. "He's probably off attacking some peaceful village right now."

"Jamanakai." Kai muttered under his breath.

Brad scoffed. "He may be an idiot, but he's not stupid enough to attack the same place twice in a row."

"Then where?"

"Wherever's closest to the tomb, duh." A big thing about being evil was being lazy and letting others do the work for you. While Lloyd had had trouble with that, he'd still stick to its roots at the very least.

*At a certain school*

"There it is!" Lloyd bounced with excitement, this was going to be the biggest plot of revenge ever!

"How did you ever even find my tomb?" Pythor muttered in disgust, panting.

"Oh, shut up. We're here now, aren't we?"

Pythor hissed his annoyance, but said nothing.

Lloyd smiled at his friend as he led him inside. Pythor swiftly took care of the substitute teachers, Kruncha and Nuckal, and scared the kids thoroughly enough that none of them dared fight as Lloyd casually tied them up.

"Lloyd, why would you do this? Turn your back on your own school? Have you turned to the good side or something?" Gene's voice was one of carefully guarded mock-concern.

"Cause I got kicked out." He tied Gene just a little tighter. "And because of the fire ants, buckets of ice water, black eyes, broken noses, hours spent stuck in lockers and closets, that pit trap incident-"

"I do believe you've humored them long enough." Pythor wrapped a scaly hand around Lloyd's shoulders and led the boy out of the room, slamming the door behind them. "Are you prepared to ssset up the trapsss?"

Lloyd nodded, opening up a nearby supply closet. "Everything we need should be in here."


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