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*Change of Heart (deleted fan-scene from Never Trust a Snake)*

"Get some rest," Pythor said to Lloyd with excitement. "Hijacking an ice cream truck is a lot for anyone. And if you're going to rule the world…" The Anacondrai then chuckled with delight before finishing. "You'll need to get your sleep. Oh, and one more thing…"

"Yes?" Lloyd asked with a hopeful smile.

"I'll be your friend." In reply, Lloyd hugged him with a smile and a yawn, causing Pythor's eyes to widen. He had never let anyone touch him like this out of fear of getting tickled. But…this feels…nice. He then returned the hug with a gentle hiss, enjoying the feeling of Lloyd hugging him like the brother he never had.

"Oh, Pythor," the boy then said, looking up at him as the Anacondrai placed him back on the ground. "You're the best." Pythor savored the compliment as the boy laid down on the ground with another yawn and fell asleep.

Then he saw the map peeking out of the boy's pocket and chuckled. Now's his chance…he reached out to grab the map…

Pythor stopped when Lloyd turned on his side and placed his hand on his tail, giving it a loving squeeze. Feeling that love through its strength, Pythor pulled his hand away with a frown. He just couldn't do it. Lloyd means too much for him now more than just some stupid plan for the Serpentine he has in mind. So what if they do not unite as one to unleash the Great Devourer.

It's their problem, not his; they don't understand Lloyd like he does now. He talks to Pythor about his problems and understands what he's been through being alone.

Oh, Lloyd, the Anacondrai thought with a sighing smile as he coiled up around the boy. He then placed his arm over his small body and encircled his head with his long neck. Your father is very lucky to have a devoted son like you. He then nuzzled his then nuzzled his cheek into Lloyd's, causing him to smile a little in his sleep.

*Belching Contest*

"Wow," Skalidor said with wide eyes. "That's a lot of soda."

"You're not chickening out on us now are you?" Cole asked, giving the Constrictai a smirk.

"No way!" he replied indignantly. He then took one of the bottles on the table, popped the bottle cap off, and downed it with loud gulps with everyone watching him. When he emptied the whole bottle, he let out a loud and low BUUUUUUURRRP!

"Whoa-ho-ho!" Jay replied with a laugh. "Nice one!"

"Yeah?" Cole replied smugly before taking another bottle. "Well, check this!" He then downed the soda and let out a Bur-Bur-Bur-BUUUUUUURP!

"Nice one!" Acidicus laughed before Pythor stuck his head into the dining room.

"What is that disgusting noise going on in here?!" he demanded. "It sounds like a gas bomb in here!"

"We're having a belching contest," Kai answered, making Pythor wrinkle his face before an evil smirk came to his face.

"Well, I know how to end it," he replied, slithering up to the table. "By winning it myself."

"Yeah, right," Skales chuckled. Pythor just ignored him before picking up three bottles of soda and popping the caps off of them. Everyone then watched in shock as he covered the mouths and shook them up.

"Uh, Pythor," Zane said, "I don't think that's such a good—" He stopped when Pythor aimed the bottles into his open mouth and fired the contents into his mouth. Their jaws practically dropped when he swallowed it, the gulps going down his throat in a row of large bumps. When the bottles were all drunk up, everyone then started to hear Pythor's stomach gurgle…

"Oh, this isn't good…" Fangtom gulped.

BUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR RRRRRRRRRRRP!

Everyone fell off of their seats and fell back from the intense outburst and looked up at Pythor in shock. The Anacondrai simply polished his claws against his chest-gem with a smug smirk and an "Mm-hm" before leaving the room.

"I am so glad that we didn't challenge him to burp the alphabet," was all Jay could say before Lloyd got up and ran after Pythor with an excited smile.

"Hey, Pythor! If I get my camera, will you do that again?" The others' faces went pale.

"NO!"

*Music*

As Zane was walking out onto the deck of the Bounty, he heard lovely music. It sounds like someone's playing a flute. He then looked around and spotted Pythor at the upper deck. He also saw that the Anacondrai is playing a flute under the sky colored by the setting sun, the White Ninja's falcon watching him on his perch. Intrigued, Zane made his way up the steps quietly so as not to disturb him but get a better look.

When he got there, however, Pythor stopped when he heard the falcon chirp up. He then turned around and saw Zane.

"Oh, Zane," he said to him. "I didn't hear you; I was just playing a little music."

"It's alright," the Nindroid replied. "I didn't want to disturb you, and my falcon seems to enjoy it." Pythor smiled before turning to the flying raptor.

"Yes, he does," he concurred, stroking the bird's head gently. "I've sometimes been coming out here lately to do a little flute-playing. Helps me think a bit."

"About what?" Zane asked, walking up to his side.

"What we've been through," he answered, "what we've overcome, the good and bad times we've faced…it's hard to believe that so much has changed."

"I know," Zane replied, looking out at the horizon alongside the Serpentine. After a short pause, Zane spoke up again. "Think you can play us another melody?" Pythor smiled in reply before playing on his flute again.