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*Scared (sequel to Pythor's Child)*
Pam panted with shock as she hid behind a thick tree. Of all the times she had to run into Pythor, why now? Especially after that dream she had about her getting pregnant with Pythor's child? What if he's planning to…
Don't think it, Pam! Don't think it, Pam! Don't think it—
"There you are, Pamela." Her eyes shot open wide at the voice that spoke up to her and saw Pythor looking down at her with a smile. She tried to make a break for it, but he put his hands to the sides of the tree to keep her from doing so.
"Ah-ah-ah…" he teased with a smirk. "You're not getting away from me that easily, you naughty girl. I wish to know why you ran away from me instead of just fighting me." Pam looked away with a slight blush, not wanting to tell Pythor about her dream.
"I…I just didn't feel like—"
"Don't lie to me," he warned firmly. "I know you are bad at lying because you rarely do so." Pam cursed herself for letting Pythor know so much about her. This just isn't her day. All she did was staying silent, making the Anacondrai smirk at her teasingly.
"Not going to tell me, are you?" he purred, lowering his head to her neck so as to kiss it. "Then I guess I can go ahead and—"
"NO!" she cried, pushing him away by his nose. "I don't wanna be pregnant yet!" Pythor blinked with confusion.
"What?" Realizing what she just said, the Yellow Wind Ninja turned to him reluctantly.
"I'm sorry, Pythor," she said with a lump in her throat. "It's just that…I had this dream that I got pregnant with your child, and that meant that I have to marry you so that you can help me care for the baby. Don't get me wrong; I love kids, and you're a great guy. But…I don't know if I'm even ready for children of my own. What if I'm a terrible mother? What if the others will force me to get rid of it? That's why I ran away from you; I was scared that you might…" She then covered her face with a light sob. "Might force yourself on me…so I can…have your child." Pythor just smiled at her before hugging her in comfort.
"Pamela, it was only a bad dream," he assured her in comfort. "I would never do that to you. We male Serpentine share an important law: never mate with the female of his choice until married to her. It is a law of loyalty." He then tilted her chin up and kissed her forehead. "So don't you go worrying so much, okay?" Pam nodded with a smile before returning his hug.
*Payback Time (sequel to Pamela's Revenge)*
"~Pythor, I'm gonna get ya~!" Pam sang as she looked through the hallway. The Anacondrai had used one of his spells to break free of the handcuff chaining him to the lawn chair and escape from Pam's tickle attack. She then followed him into the ship, wanting to carry out her revenge on him. She just knows that he can't hide forever, even if he does make himself…invisible? Oh, how could she have forgotten about that special ability of his? She was so caught up with her problem that she didn't have time to react when she felt something coil around her waist from behind and pressed her back into the wall. She then looked up to see Pythor materialize before her with a smirk on his face.
"Gotcha…" he teased huskily. Pam gulped slightly at the look in his eye.
"Pythor, c'mon," she protested with a whimper. "I was just playing around."
"Well, so am I," he said with a purr before holding her arms up against the wall by her wrists. "Payback time…"
"Pythor, c'mon! Quit i—MMPHH!" Pam was cut off when Pythor pressed his lips into hers for a kiss. Her body shuddered with delight before she returned the kiss. She figured she could deal with that sort of payback…until Pythor started to tickle her bare stomach with his tail.
"Eeek! Pythor, nohohohohoh!" she laughed, squirming to get out of his grip. What a bad time to be wearing a bathing suit with a diamond-shaped hole in the belly button area.
*Anacondrai Staff (deleted scene from The Snake King)*
With his hands tied up, Lloyd followed Pythor and the four Generals into the Anacondrai Tomb, reluctantly following Skalidor who held the other end of the rope. He can't believe he's back here again. It brought back some memories of him and Pythor, and they pained him because he reminded him of the new Snake King's betrayal. If only he stayed at the arcade like Kai told him to…
They soon stopped and watched as Pythor approached a wall. Curious, Lloyd moved to the side to get a better look. Pythor looked up at the carving in the wall of another Anacondrai General and frowned as though he's remembering an old role model of his. Lloyd couldn't shake the feeling that he was General before Pythor was. The new Snake King then placed his hand on the carving of the Tribal Staff in the General's claw and closed his eyes. The others then watched as the jewel on his head glowed like a bright opal along with the outline of the staff. Then the staff began to materialize into a solid, three-dimensional Serpentine Tribal Staff with a violet amethyst within the fangs.
Lloyd just had to gap in awe. Did the Anacondrai really have that sort of power? Was that why they were the most feared and powerful of the Five Tribes? His thoughts were when Pythor turned to him and the Generals. The boy then blinked when he saw dark streaks staining his cheeks under his fuchsia eyes. Was Pythor…crying?
"Let's head back to Ourobourus," the Anacondrai said in a firm tone. The Generals bowed to him in reply.
"Yes, Pythor." They then left the Anacondrai Tomb for the last time, a bewildered Lloyd following behind and pondering about what's going on in Pythor's head right now.