Third oneshot contains some yaoi; feel free to skip.
*That Kind of Sub (Parody of TMNT episode Karai's Vendetta)*
The ninja and Serpentine Generals are on an underwater mission on which they have succeeded. Now all they have to do is get away from the sea monster gaining on the tail of their sub, which looks like a giant sea turtle for a disguise…which isn't helping.
"Why aren't those thrusters working?!" Skales screamed as he helped the ninja pedal faster (with his tail) to power up the sub and get it moving.
"The still need a couple more minutes to recharge!" Zane answered, watching the power panel on the consol.
"We don't have a couple of minutes!" Jay cried as he pedaled his charger-bike faster. Before anyone could say anything else, the sub jerked to the side from sea monster crashing into its side. They all then fell of the bikes and onto the floors before freezing in terror at the sounds of loud booms from the monster grabbing the sub and wrapping itself around it.
"That's it!" Fangtom cried, hugging Jay. "It's got us!"
"We're gonna die!" Acidicus cried, covering his head and shutting all four eyes…
Then they heard a different sound. It sounds like a whale singing…and it's coming from the sea monster? Their eyes became wide with shock when they realized what's going on.
"It thinks we're a girl monster?!" Skalidor cried with disgust. "Eeeuugh!" Indeed, outside of the sub, the monster has wrapped itself around the sub in a sweet embrace and wrapped its long neck around the sub's "neck" to nuzzle its "cheek".
"Dude," Lloyd cried as the others groaned with disgust, "we're getting monster cooties!"
"Hey!" Jay yelled up at the ceiling. "We don't kiss on a first date!"
"Now I'm officially scarred for life," Cole groaned.
"Never mind that!" Kai cried. "Just get us out of here before it starts giving us mouth to mouth." With a deadpan expression on his face, Pythor pulled the lever to release some smoke bombs, which exploded to startle the monster into letting the sub go. Quickly, the thrusters activated, and it zoomed out of sight.
*Anacondrai Blessing*
Fangtom and Alura rushed into the Hypnobrai Tomb and stopped when they saw a tall Anacondrai General standing before Skales, Slithraa, and another Hypnobrai Warrior. Alura then clutched to her fiancé's arm in fear as the Anacondrai looked up at them.
"Ah, so this is your lovely sister and her new fiancé/your old friend," he said with an English gentleman accent. "I must say, Skales, you truly are a matchmaker." Skales face simply remained firm.
"I chose Fangtom because I trust him to care for Alura should anything happen to me," he stated, obviously wanting to sound brave for his sister. The Anacondrai simply chuckled in reply.
"Oh, you are far too modest. I personally think they make a beautiful couple." He then slithered up to the betrothed Serpentine.
"Allow me to introduce myself, General Fangtom Fangpyre and Alura Hypnobrai," he said to them with a polite bow. "I am Pythor P. Chumsworth, the General and the last of the Anacondrai." Alura's fear changed to confusion rather quickly.
"The last?" she asked. "Wh-What happened to your Tribe?"
"After the humans locked us away within our tomb all those years ago," he answered solemnly, "we were left with little to no food at all. So each of us were wiped out through starvation or cannibalism until I was the only one left."
"Oh," she replied with hurt, "I…I am so sorry."
"Oh, you have no need to apologize, milady," Pythor replied. "You just never knew, that's all. Either way, although we have only just met, I wish to extend you and Fangtom my congratulations on your betrothal as well as my blessing." Surprised but flattered, Alura and Fangtom smiled back at him.
"Thanks you, sir," Fangtom replied before Pythor slithered up to Skales to discuss his business with him. He then turned to Alura.
"I guess a one should never…judge an Anacondrai…by his great power," he said to her.
"I guess not," Alura replied, pleased to have met an Anacondrai as considerate as Pythor.
*A Deal with Pythor (sequel to Handcuff)*
"What are you getting so worked up about, Slithraa?" Skales asked as he followed the former General through the Hypnobrai Tomb alongside Fangtom of the Fangpyre. "You look as though you've seen a ghost."
"You even look…as pale as one," Fangtom added. Despite the obvious, Slithraa calmly turns to the two Generals.
"It's the guest who wants to see you two," he said before giving a slight gulp. "It's an…it's an Anacondrai." The two leaders froze in their slither.
"You're kidding, right?" Skales asked nervously, but the General-turned-Warrior shook his head in answer.
"Not only that…it's an Anacondrai General."
"Okay…now I'm officially scared!" Fangtom whimpered. They froze when the voice of an English gentleman spoke up.
"Oh, my Tribe may be the most feared and powerful of the five…but rest assured…" A tall, violet Serpentine with fuchsia eyes and a pale blue gem on his head and chest then appeared behind Slithraa to face the two Generals. "We are more civilized than you believe us to be." Slithraa jumped back with a cry and drew out his sword. The Anacondrai simply smirked at hi flatly before snapping his claws, and the blade of the sword melted away quickly like butter over a campfire.
"Gya!" Slithraa cried, dropping the bladeless hilt. Skales then looked up at the Anacondrai.
"So you are known for your sorcery," he replied.
"Just who exactly…do we have the…'honor'…of addressing?" asked Fangtom.
"Pythor Prometheus Chumsworth," the Anacondrai answered with a bow, "at your service." All eight eyes blinked with shock.
"Pythor Chumsworth?" Skales asked. "As in the new head of the Clan Chumsworth, the head family of the Anacondrai Tribe?!" Pythor smiled in reply.
"I see my reputation precedes me," he answered. "I've come to you two to ask for your allegiance and assistance. And in return, you shall be handsomely rewarded." He then snapped his fingers to prove his point, and a nearby stalagmite of ice transformed into a stalagmite of gold! "Just name your price…"
"Well," Fangtom replied in awe, "I…guess I'm interested…but what about you, Skales?" The Hypnobrai then thought about it. If Pythor could use his powers to grant him any wish he wants…he could win back his Black Ninja.
"Alright, then," he replied, turning to his new ally. "Count me in as well." Pythor smiled in reply at the acceptance.
