Skales x Pythor: My Loyal Number Two

Chapter 9: Unwanted intruder

As you may know, soon enough Pythor and the Serpentine will discover the location of the second Fangblade and manage to acquire it. That would leave them with only two left to find. Something that Pythor is more than happy to celebrate with a certain Hypnobrai. But they may end up running into a few...complications.

It had barely seemed like a day since they managed to recover the second Fangblade. While the first one had been a bit of trouble, the second one was even worse. First, they discovered that it had already been found and taken from the pyramid that housed it. Only to then learn that the surface dwellers were using it as a simple trophy for a music competition. One of their most significant cultural artifacts was being paraded around in a golden cup. Skales would have laughed upon hearing the news if it hadn't been so insulting. The only good news had been that it wasn't yet in the hands of the terrible ninja.

But thanks to Pythor's plan, they had been able to claim their second blade. Or at least thanks to his improvisation, once the original plan failed. With the blade in their possession, another victorious return to Ouroboros followed soon. Half of the Fangblades were in their possession, and it could be felt in the mood of the Serpentine. Their spirits were higher than ever, and so was their cooperation. Whatever hostility there had been between the tribes was almost completely forgotten, and it seemed like a joyous return to unity, that had only been seen since the war. Even then, Skales felt they stood more unified than ever. And all thanks to Pythor.

One night, Skales once again found himself in Pythor's quarters. Something that had become a small routine between them. The dwelling was dark, with the only light coming from the moon through the windows. When Skales had entered, he had called out to Pythor, but no response came.

He made his way further inside, a sudden eerie feeling settling in his stomach. The Serpentine he had asked had all said Pythor was there, searching for the location of the next Fangblade. But no lights or sign of Pythor could be found. As he slithered around, he considered leaving. But then, he felt like something was behind him. Before he could react, two arms wrapped themselves around him, and swung him to the side, making him lose his balance. He was nearly about to yell when he noticed he was being held from falling. And right above him, two familiar dark pink eyes stared at him, but with nobody to accompany them. Then the scales revealed themselves.

Skales had heard of the Anacondrais' ability to make themselves invisible, but he hadn't personally seen it. Which was maybe the point. But he felt a tinge of relief as his assailant chuckled in amusement.

"Oh, hope I didn't frighten you too much my dear. Just a harmless bit of fun." Pythor explained, but Skales wasn't having it.

"Did you have to do that?! I'll have you know, wasss just about to attack you!" Skales angrily stated though he didn't feel so intimidating in Pythor's arms.

"I'm sure you were." He said with a large grin, as he moved his face closer to the Hypnobrai.

"But seeing you so surprised is half of the fun I get from our annual meetings. The other half, of course, being this,"

Pythor then leaned the rest of the way down and gave Skales a short kiss, though it was more than enough to leave him more lax in the Anacondrai's arms.

"Now, ready to forgive me, hm?"

"...Yesss."

"That's what I hoped to hear," Pythor said, before lifting Skales back to his feet, or tail rather. The Anacondrai then slithered along to one side of the room, where a dark, metal chest sat, collecting dust. Humming happily to himself, he opened the chest, and from its contents, picked up two very familiar daggers.