Progress!
CRASH!
BANG!
BOOM!
Ram eyed Pentious’s door. The sound of yelling and squealing was barely audible over whatever was happening in there. Forgoing knocking they cautiously poked their head through and immediately came to regret that decision.
The full weight of an adult snake man and at least four egg minions came soaring through the air and crashed through the door. Ram stood no chance to get away. Instead being forced to bear the results of whatever Pentious had been concocting.
Staring up into the beady eyes of minion # 12 Ram blinked owlishly.
“You saved us!” the eggs cheered, the snake groaned. Sitting up while cradling the bois their eyes wandered from the snake in their lap to what used to be his room. A mangled melted metal contraption lay smoking in the center.
“Hey Pen?” Ram placed a hand on the other sinner's back.
“Yes?” His face was buried deep in the carpet so it came out muffled.
“Uh what were ya doin in there?” The question was met with a wail of despair.
“I was just trying to help!” A chorus of confirmation and encouragement came from the eggs.
“Yeah Boss was trying to help!” “Boss was doing the right thing!” “Don’t worry Boss, you’ll get it next time!” “You’re amazing Boss!”
Hushing the minions they picked at the suit jacket Pentious wore.
“What exactly were you helping with?” They continued to eye what looked to be a drill with too many hands.
“The hotel is so dirty.” Pen sniffled. “And Niffty is so small!” he pounded his fists against the ground. “What is going to happen when we get more guests? That is just too much for her!” looking from the contraption and then back to the snake Ram felt a stab of fondness. Rising up from the floor they balanced the eggs and Pen in their arms.
“Well then we should try again.” Big wet eyes snapped to look up at them.
“We?” Pentious’s lower lip quivered as Ram nodded.
“Then what are we standing here for? Let us get back to it!” Adjusting him in their arms as Pen threw his weight around Ram felt their eye ridges raise. Ideas and adjustments spewed from Pentious’s mouth. This new run was going to be bigger, better, and possess so many arms that it would run out of things to clean because it was going to be so damn efficient!
As the eggs cheered, raining endless admiration upon their Boss the moment was interrupted with a scandalized screech. Standing at the end of the hallway picking at bits of scattered debris was Vaggie. Her face pinched and fists balled.
“What in the hell happened here!” and with a puffed out chest and a staggering amount of confidence Pentious said,
“Progress!”
That was not the correct answer.
