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Chapter 34

Now hear me out when I say that Pentious is not the most talented musician. Sure he can play the organ but that's just it. No other talent other than making weaponry and machines.

But you'd be damned to at least not be impressed and amused at his determination to make you something.

And that something would be a music box.

The mechanics inside is basic, it's literally just a few gears.

The problem are the art part which includes the design of the box, and the most important part, the music.

He tried playing and writing a small song on his organ. He tried and tried but nothing satisfy him enough. He tried a couple more times ending up in a frustrated hiss and slamming his fists on the keys.

With a tired sigh he finally decided to take a small break and clear his head so he can work more efficiently.

With that he decided to have tea, the very same one that you two shared when you went on that picnic with you being kind enough to give him your small box of dried crushed berries and cocoa so he can make his own tea whenever.

It calmed him down, the fruity and earthy smell dispersing his growing anger out of impatience. Plus it reminded him of you.

And with that thought, he immediately sprung up in action, motivation from the tea that reminded him of you giving him more kick of an energy than any other coffee could, it put it's purpose to shame.

Stretching and popping the bones from his fingers, the melody was of sweet spring, light as a thin petal dancing in the wind. Beautiful yet alluring with the dangers that grows, ivys waiting for it's next victim to poison, thorn bushes waiting to trap the unfortunate in a excruciating grasp. It's like as if his fingers knows which key to press as he wrote the tabs down just in case.

And with that, his magnum opus is done, completely dedicated to the one and only Garden Demoness.

Nodding in pride, he played it once again just to make sure no keys are left astray.

Collecting the papers he wrote in, he goes to his workshop. It's now time to convert it into the cylinder and he's already bought the parts.

This shouldn't be too hard right?

Minutes turned to hours, hours turned into a day and a half and finally, he managed to make the perfect note! All the failed ones lay scattered on the floor. Working with giant machines got him so used to giant pieces, but having to make delicate pins on the cylinder was harder than it looks since one eetsy bitsy misplacement can lead into the comb keys either getting plucked into a wrong key or two keys would be plucked and he'd have to start over again and his large hands aren't exactly the most delicate and steady.

But now that he finally perfected the music parts, he just have to put it together now and work on the design of the box.

It took him a while since feminine design wasn't his forte but he did his best. It took him quite some time since he wanted it to be unique yet fit only for the receiver.

And so he has created the one and only Music Blossom in hell and perhaps even the world. It's a small wooden bud of a rose and when you gently slide down the sides, it opens into a blossomed rose with the song Pentious wrote ringing from the item, a small bumblebee spinning in the middle.

Proud of his work, he gently tucked it away inside a small (f/c) box with a gold and black organza ribbon decorated into a bow at the top.

Taking the gift back into his room and gently placing it down on his bedside table, he finally flopped on his bed and into a deserving nap.

He'll get his gift to you later.

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Short chapter but eeeeyyyy 669 words! Noice!

U got a gift from the one and only Sir Pent! I'd animate it and make a gif but I'm tired, it's midnight aaand ye, I hope u enjoyed it nonetheless!