DIVIDED: A Year Together (A SirPython Story)

Divided: Chapter 10- Masquerade Macabre

Divided: Chapter 10- Masquerade Macabre

May 2015
Friday 6:00 pm

Monty was waiting patiently for his beloved to get ready and as the hours ticked by it was an hour left.
The Irish Python entertained himself by wandering the ship admiring his boyfriend's work and he ventured into the workshop.
"I better not touch anything knowing me." Monty thought to himself so he perused the bench of inventions. Some small repairs for the ship, "I should help Penny out with the repairs someday. This is a lot for one snake and not to mention the breakable egg boys." He took a mental note to help Penny out with the fixtures of the ship. I am sure the wondrous Sir Pentious would be very appreciative especially if his boyfriend was shirtless to help out.

When he passed this blanketed box a red light glowed from underneath.
"Greetings sir...how can I be of service?"

"Huh? Who said that?" Monty, not being the sharpest tool in the shed, looked around the workshop trying to find the egg boy that spoke.

"I am Grey, Mr Python. Sir Pentious's new AI system. How do you do?"

"Oh, I am doing fine, thanks, Grey. Why are you under a cloth?" Monty asked the cloaked cuboid.

"I am merely a work in progress. I should be up and running soon."

"Cool! H-how do you know about me though?"

"Oh? Why Sir Pentious speaks very highly of you! You are quite the topic of interest when he is tinkering away at my circuitry. It is very endearing."
This made Monty blush slightly at the thought of Penny just talking about him to anyone let alone a robot of this kind of advancement.

"Well, I best shut down and reserve my power. I may not remember you Mr Python but I do hope we have a proper introduction shortly. Farewell." The light fades and the cuboid shuts down.

The encounter seemed to be nothing more than a few moments but it left a small impression on the Irish Python. Knowing Penny was speaking affectionately of him behind closed doors to this machine and the egg boys made his heart flutter.

"MONTY?" A familiar voice called from the intercom of the ship. "Could you assist me in the bedroom?"
That statement alone would have had the beefy snake down there in a millisecond but since this was getting ready for a ball he assumed it was to assist Pentious into his outfit.
Monty got to the bedroom and knocked on the door, a voice beckoned from the other side, "Come in!".

Entering the room Monty finds Penny freshly washed and in a robe. Pentious was putting on concoctions of lotions, eye creams and body moisturiser. Patting his under eyes and smiles as Monty entered the room, "Monty, sorry for taking so long but I need your help. Where is this 'gown' you got me?"

Monty did not realise the egg boys doing their chores had hung the dress away and he went to the wardrobe pulling out this bagged dress.
"Oh my! I really cannot wait to see this outfit!" Penny clapped in delight as he swivelled on his stool.
"Uh...ok Penny" Monty was a little nervous as he unzipped the cover revealing this red to black ombré glittery dress. He blushed wondering if Pen was going to be mad that he bought a dress for him and not a suit.

This dress sparkled and shined in the room's light, it was down to the floor and had a beautiful neckline. "I-I understand you prefer suits Penny and I am not great with picking suits...so I thought..."
Monty fell silent and Pentious rose from the stool to look at the dress. Feeling the fabric between his fingertips and looking at it in admiration before looking at the nervous python. "It's very pretty Montgomery...I shall wear it tonight for you." he kissed Monty's cheek and smiled softly while taking the gown. It was not unfamiliar for Pen to wear a dress or oversized jumper; the lack of legs limited him to enjoy the finer things of a full suit.
Untying the robe, letting the tassels fall to his side and slowly undressing, putting the fluffy robe on the bed, revealing how much shinier ebony scales Sir Pentious has. Monty was at a loss for words, he had seen Penny naked plenty of times but since that revolution of his own emotions, it made him fluster every so slightly as Penny slipped the dress on.