Sir Pentious sat in the shadows in front of his organ slumped over. The snake demon played a few keys sluggishly.

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As he played, his egg bois opened the door.

"Oh Mr. Boss Man!" said one of them

"WHAT?!" said Sir Pentious in annoyance.

"We brought you some Earl Grey tea. Your favorite."

"Can't you see I'm not in the mood for tea right now?" said the snake demon.

"Aww, we're sorry, Mr. Boss Man." said another, "Is there anything we can do?"

"Just leave me be." sighed Sir Pentious

"Okay, Mr. Boss Man. Hope you feel better."

After the egg bois left, Sir Pentious sighed and went over to his work desk. He looked over, noticing that the leaves from the potted ivy plants were starting to fall off. As he brushed them away, his hand tipped over an old, framed, black and white photograph. He picked up the photo and looked at it. In the photo was a picture of his human form dressed in his best Victorian clothing. In his arms was a young boy, no more than six or so. The snake demon held the photo close to his heart as his eyes started welding with warm tears and sighed.

"I hope to see you again soon, my son."