Sorry for the long wait, but I have a couple of things to wrap up. Anyway, here's the next trio of oneshots you've been waiting for. Remember, I only own the ocs Boanya, Pamela, and Patricia; everyone and everything else belongs to their proper owners.

*A Girl for Hypno (sequel to Distraction)*

Jay is really at his wits' end. No matter how hard he tries, he can't think of a way to distract Hypno's attention from Nya. Even Pythor refused to let him use Vipie. What is he to do?

"Jay, what's bothering you?" The Blue Ninja turned to see Skales slithering up to him.

"Oh, hey, Skales," he said to him. "I'm just frustrated at the moment."

"What seems to be the problem?"

"It's that new kid brother of yours Hypno. I want him to stop fawning over Nya. I was thinking about getting him another girl to distract him and make him forget about Nya, but I don't know who." Skales then thought about it.

"Hmm, that does sound like a problem. It would be better if Hypno has a girlfriend that's not older than him. Maybe Lloyd might know one of his former classmates from Darkly's who might have a sister or female cousin who can tolerate with snakes."

"Hey, that idea just might work," Jay replied with a hopeful smile. "Thanks, Skales." He then left to try and find Lloyd for his help.

"I for one hope my solution won't be for nothing," the Hypnobrai said to himself before he parted in the other direction.

*Way of the Anacondrai's Heart*

"Skales," Boanya said to the Hypnobrai General as they sat on a bench together. "There's something I…I need to tell you." Skales turned to his sweetheart with concern.

"Is something wrong, Boanya?"

"Everything's fine," she assured him. "I just want to ask you something. If by chance I become a Hypnobrai like you…will you still love me?" Skales blinked with surprise at this question but answered her anyway.

"I don't care what Tribe of Serpentine you are. I love you for who you are on the inside. But…why would ask me that question?" Boanya took a deep breath before answer his question.

"It is a spell that is in the genes of the female Anacondrai, which we call the Way of the Anacondrai's Heart. If ever a female of our Tribe marries a male of another Tribe, she will become the same type of Serpentine he is so that she can fit in with the rest of the Tribe. I'm sorry for not telling you this sooner; I—"

"Boanya, it's alright," he assured her with a smile as he gently tilted her chin up. "No matter what happens to you, I will never ask another female to become my wife. You are the only one who will ever complete my heart." He then got down before her before showing her a diamond ring he had with him for an occasion such as this. "And so I ask: Boanya Hera Chumsworth, will you marry me?" Tears filled her eyes with joy before she gave her answer.

"Yes…" So he slipped the ring onto her finger and took her into his arms to kiss her on the lips.

*Meet My Mother*

"You really think you're mother will like me?" Pythor asked Pam as he brushed himself off to make himself more presentable.

"Of course, she will," Pam answered, helping him calm down. "I told her everything about you, and she insisted on meeting you…in a good way, of course."

"I'm still a little worried," he gulped. "Nothing personal, darling, but I really hope your mother doesn't—"

"Pamela! I'm here, honey!"

"Show up…" Pythor whimpered with a gulp. Pam turned and hugged her mother the moment the older woman came in.

"So glad to see you, Mom."

"Same here, honey," her mother said before turning to Pythor. "So this is your new boyfriend?"

"Yup," Pam answered before introducing the two. "Mom, this is Pythor Chumsworth. Pythor, this is my mother Patricia."

"Madam…" he said, trying to sound polite. He then braced himself for the bad reaction.

"Honey, when you told me he's tall, dark, and handsome, I didn't think he'd be this tall." Pythor blushed in reply from the handsome part.

"I did tell you, didn't I?"

"Yes, but I thought you were exaggerating."

"Mom…" Pam groaned as Pythor laughed. She's been here for only a minute, and already he's taken a liking to Patricia.