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Egypsia has been a majestic country, with multiple climates all year long. The diversity of scenery would surprise many a tourist, especially first-timers who've paid great money to visit in-person! Strangely, some say that there could be a pyramid hidden exclusively to a gypsy's vision. Mark Krieg, who had grown up to admire archeology, bore the necessary genes to even consider if he would find it. "Beyond the ground of sands, a tall pyramid stands," he studied from Egypsia's History book. Ginger looked dumbfounded at her spouse, who harbored a degree in archeology. "Mark, should I help with your excavation," she asked. Mark smiled as he considered his wife's treasured assistance. "Gin, you can work with the staff," he said. Ginger slightly grunted at the underwhelming chance he gave. "No, I've considered going in with you," she said. Mark looked stunned at his wife, puzzled as to why her interest was with him. "Gin, I thought you wouldn't want the more dangerous route," he said. Ginger shook her head, insisting Mark to bring her.

"Please, let me help you with this," she said. Mark sighed and gave a nod of his head. "Fine, don't get us trapped or killed," he said. Ginger gulped as she remembered when she first stepped in Fiona's jungle. "Boy am I glad you're Fiona's brother," she thought. Mark hugged his wife, sensing nervousness from her mind. "Do you remember Fiona's jungle she guarded," he asked. Ginger slowly nodded, remembering when a trap caught her. "Yes, those pitfalls were the most annoying," she said, picturing a couple skulls and bones in some holes. Mark sighed again and continued to hug his mate. "Ginger, I understand if you're slightly reluctant. I may be strict with you, but I've at least loved you," he said. Ginger smirked with slight happiness in her facial expression, envisioning the moments Mark showed affection, which were rare by no means. "I know; I've meant a lot as your personal treasure," she said with a wink. The couple shared a kiss, enjoying the time they were spending together.

A warm breeze filled the air, making the bedroom's atmosphere more romantic. The two continued kissing as Mark grabbed his wife by her hips once the book was put down. Ginger blushed as his hands were caressing those hips. "Mmm," she moaned. Mark felt his wife getting hornier, but knew he'll have to stop. Ginger herself recognized the signal to stop their kissing; his tongue stayed on her mouth's left side for a slightly short period of time. Acknowledging Mark's code, she stopped the kiss with him. "Thank you for understanding," he said. Ginger sighed at Mark's right hand caressing her cheek. "Anytime, Darling. I'll be here for you," she said.

Later that Day...

Aku royally sat in a chair, ready to keep handwriting a draft for a book. "Rafiki, why did you create our pyramids," he asked in his mind. Rafiki, whose spirit inhabited in part of his mind, due to an ability to let Aku talk with the afterlife's souls, said to him: "They were built by me for preserving our long-deceased parents and what can be found of the two." Aku remembered when Rafiki would be mummifying their remains. "Rafiki, what if their bodies were excavated," he asked. Rafiki chuckled as Aku's expression changed to extreme confusion. "Aku, that would be far too dangerous for most souls," he said. Aku sighed in frustration, having not forgotten when Rafiki would underestimate those who are outside of their family. "Rafiki, I know a woman happily mated to a Krieg, one whose interest has been archeology," he said. Rafiki went silent for a bit, but he would regain his composure. "Who is this girl," he asked. Aku felt his heart beating quickly, remembering when he saw Mark kiss his wife during the marital ceremony.

"She was originally called Ginger Champson, but is now a happily married Krieg," he said. Rafiki snickered a bit from that. "What would she be, Egypsia's First Queen," he teased. Aku laughed with Rafiki, understanding why he'd say that. "Rafiki, I've ruled our country for centuries. I find her cute and all, but she can't rule this place," he said. Rafiki sighed while Aku tried relaxing. "Aku, you've been the patriarch Egypsia needs. I may disagree with the idea of an excavation, but I do support history preservation," he said.

Meanwhile...

Mark looked with interest at Ginger, who seductively smirked back at him. "Gin, I'll trust you with the hieroglyphics," he said. Ginger looked underwhelmed at her spouse, expecting more ways to assist him. "What about supplying milk," she asked. Mark blushed a bit as Ginger eagerly leaned close. "Please calm down, Gin. There is also exploring with me," he said. Ginger's eyes lit up at Mark's proposal for her. "Absolutely," she said. Mark chuckled at his wife, who was excited to explore a pyramid with her spouse. "I will be discussing this with Aku," he said. Mark opened his flip-model cell phone to notify Aku. "Ginger and I are both discussing Pyria and the trip," he texted. Ginger looked with confusion as she watched Mark text. "Can't you use telepathy just as well," she asked. Mark sighed and hit "Send" on his cell phone. "Yeah, yeah; I know," he snarled. Ginger hugged him out of nervousness. "I'm sorry if I have offended you," she said. Mark sighed while gesturing his lovey-dovey wife to get off of him. "Off," he said.

The Next Week...

Aku, Mark, and Ginger looked at the open field of hot sand. "Mark, I hope Pyria isn't too hard," Aku anxiously said to Mark. Mark and Ginger looked at one another, uncertain about what possibly lies ahead the two. "Do you think there are outdated bathrooms," Ginger inquired. Aku chuckled slightly at the surprising question she asked. "Ginger, I don't remember that hidden pyramid all too well," he said. Ginger groaned in annoyance as she looked at him. "Milord, how can we possibly find it," she asked. Aku smirked as he remembered the secret barrier the "hidden" pyramid had. "Originally, only gypsies could have seen it. However, some people would tell you it never existed. That's because of a lingering sandstorm concealing the ultimate treasure of Egypsia," he said, snapping his fingers to calm the sandstorm visible from a distant view. Ginger looked stunned at the pyramid, shocked that it has stood tall for many centuries. "My God! It's real," she said. Mark looked interested towards the pyramid, wondering what he'll need to expect.

"Now I can see the pyramid better," he said. Aku, regardless of his reluctant nature, helped both of them with walking to the pyramid. "I'll help you both," he said when he walked towards the pyramid. Ginger carried her backpack as Mark walked with her. "Mark, why am I carrying our bags," she asked. Mark ignored his wife's complaining and held her hand. "So, Aku; think you'll be entering in with us both," he asked. Aku's expression changed from considering if he should have stepped back in. "It's hard to say. I haven't stepped foot in centuries," he said. Mark playfully tugged on Aku's paw. "Please; you're Rafiki's brother, so I would appreciate it, too," he said to his friend. Aku groaned and slowly nodded. "OK, I'll come in," he anxiously said. Ginger looked with relief at Aku. "Thank God you would," she said. Mark hugged Ginger as she looked into his pupils. "Why am I feeling so much exhaustion," she asked. Mark kissed his wife as he held his arms to her waist. (A soft kiss can be heard.) "You're doing excellent, Gin, so just tell me when you want to leave," he said.

Ginger looked dumbfounded at her spouse, wondering what would make him so passionate about archaeology. "Mark, what has been interesting about pyramids," she asked. Mark smiled at Ginger's unexpected question. "It's pretty interesting; I've read Egyptian mythology," he said. Ginger groaned as she felt exhausted. "Oh, joy," she sarcastically responded as she passed out. Mark looked shocked at his wife, who felt weaker than usual. "Aku, Gin needs some assistance," he said. Aku turned around to see Ginger in Mark's arms. "Mark, she shouldn't come to the pyramid at that state," he said. Mark looked around the area, hoping for an oasis. "Aku, where is an oasis to rest," he asked. Aku smelled date palm near what was an oasis. (Sniffs are heard.) "I have a hunch," he said. Mark and Aku both lifted Ginger and the equipment in the backpack. It took a while to arrive at the oasis the two suspected, but Ginger has still been unconscious. "Finally, some trees, crops, and fresh water," Mark said.

Aku looked with amazement, examining the plants and trees. "This can't be a mirage," he quietly said as he felt one of the trees. "Hey, you," an undefined voiced shouted. Aku sensed another organism near him. "I come in peace," he said. The source of the voice came from the ground. "Watch your hide, bud," the mole yelled at him. Mark looked skeptically at the mole. "So? Who are you," asked Mark. The anthropomorphic mole looked with interest at Mark's wife. "I'm Morrow," the mole pridefully said. Aku looked curiously at the humanoid mole that came from the ground. "I am Aku, Egypsia's governing body," he peacefully said. Morrow looked shocked at the Arcanine, who was easily stronger than him. "Uh, all right, then," he said. Mark carefully looked at the golden mole, who was a bit scared. "I'm Mark, and this is my wife, who needs help," he said as he put his wife down. Morrow blushed intensely as he looked at Mark's wife. "What is she like," he asked. Mark sensed lust from the mole. "Don't try anything shady, especially with her," he yelled.

Aku sighed at the two, gesturing them to care for Mark's wife. "Morrow, can you help us," he inquired to him. Morrow sighed as he picked some recently grown crops. "It's for the lady," he responded. Ginger moaned as she was attempting to wake up. "Mark," she said. The three men looked at her. Mark hugged his wife, who smelled the palm trees. "Gin," he said. Morrow handed the plate to Ginger. "Here you go, milady," he said in a gallant tone of voice. Ginger screamed at the sight. "Eek, it's a rat," she suddenly shrieked. Mark shook his head, having remembered her fear of rodents in general. "I'm so sorry about my wife, Morrow," he said. Morrow slightly chuckled at Mark's apology. "Don't worry. I've been on my own for years, so it's not like I have friends," he responded. Mark frowned as he remembered the days before he had friends, other than what he called his family. "I understand; other than family members, I had no friends," he said. Morrow hugged Mark, who understood what can define loneliness.

"I've had a similar situation. I have had two parents, but I wish I could spend time with them," he said. Aku helped Ginger eat what Morrow gave to her. "Aku, what's been happening," she asked. Aku continued to help his friend and fed her a lime next. "Mark and I have brought you to an oasis, Ginger," he said. Ginger tried a lime and looked satisfied at him. "Oh, this is good," she said. Morrow brought another lime to her, but Ginger looked a bit horrified. "Don't give me that look! I don't have to let you stay here," he yelled. Ginger looked disheartened at the mole. "Sorry; I should not have screamed if you've meant well," she responded. Morrow grinned with a nod. "You've got that right, toots," he replied in a calmer tone of voice. Ginger looked angered at Morrow's face. "Don't call me toots! There is one man who can call me that," she snapped. Morrow quietly shrugged and gave the lime to her. "Here, just take it. You could have made a friend," he said as he left. Ginger looked with confusion as she watched him leave. "What a strange day," she thought.

Mark looked at the vegetation to see what he could choose from. "Morrow, whenever you change your mind, I might be interested in your crops," he said. Morrow groaned as Mark cheerfully grinned. "I said those were for the girl, but since she's such a bitch, I will let you have some," he said. Mark looked curiously at the mole. "Did you acting gallantly to her," he asked. Morrow slowly nodded when he glanced at Mark's wife. "Yeah, but it probably didn't work well," he said. Aku went to the men with good news. "Gentlemen, she seems to be recovering thus far," he said. Mark sighed in relief, happier that his wife's recovery may go well. "Thank you. I'll get her back home," he said. Morrow watched Mark teleport his wife to his home. "Oh my God! That man's beyond human-like," he screamed. Aku slightly chuckled as he watched his jaw gape. "Mark Krieg is called Egypsia's Nationwide Hero; he saved it at some points," he said. Morrow still looked shocked at where the teleportation happened. "That kid's something," he quietly said.

That Night...

Morrow presented a ladder to help Aku step in his underground semi-home. "This is impressive, Morrow," he said. Morrow motioned Aku to step into his underground home. "Thank you. My family made this ideal home with me," he said as he showed a modernized bathroom. Aku blinked his eyes, wondering how they made this. "Can I use that," he asked. Morrow nodded as he gestured him to go on. "Be my guest; I understand if you have been holding back so long," he said. Aku sighed as he used his friend's working toilet. "I've had to pee for too long," he thought as he let it all out. Morrow waited for him to finish up in there. "I still have to brush my teeth," he thought. Aku soon finished in the bathroom. "Thank you for the generous hospitality," he said with a slight yawn. Morrow sighed as he prepared a bed for Aku. "Sure thing, milord. I'm lucky to have a friend like you," he said.

Meanwhile, at Mark and Ginger's House...

Ginger looked with confusion at Mark. "Why the hell am I at home," she asked. Mark sighed as he brought his wife her phone. "Gin, you could have died out there," he said. Ginger's facial expression changed as she considered how weak she previously felt. "I'm sorry if I ruined your adventure you have planned," she said. Mark laid the phone near his wife's furniture and caressed her neck with his hands. "Gin, you're safe here," he said. The couple hugged one another and kissed on top of the bed. Their lips locked as they gazed into one another. Mark loved being a bit romantic when it was just him and his favorite woman. "I may get pissed off at you, but I can still love you," he thought. Once the kiss stopped, Ginger happily looked at Mark. "How does it feel to be God of the Kriegs," she asked. Mark felt flattered by the compliment, but knew it may have been a bit hyperbolic. "To be fair, I'm a powerful human, but not as strong as... You know His name," he said. Ginger grinned as she looked with desire at Mark.

"Who else, but God," she said. Mark laid on his back and tried to sleep. "Good night," he said to her. Ginger understood that Mark should rest well for now, so she got up to change in her gown. "I feel much sweatier with these garments," she thought. Once her clothes were easily removed, she looked at her sweat-heavy body and went to wash it off. "Mark's already asleep, but I should still lock the doors," she thought as she quietly started a bath.

The Next Day, at Morrow's Home...

Aku woke up and looked with curiosity around where he had slept. "Now I remember; Morrow let me sleep at his home," he thought. Morrow was still sleeping, exhausted from yesterday's long day. "Zzz," he snored a little quietly. Aku carefully got out of there, wondering what the weather was like from his perspective at the top of the ladder. "Ah, the sun is now shining vividly," he said. He stepped onto the oasis and picked some fruit. "Someday, I could use a vacation here," he said. Morrow overheard Aku enjoying the fruits in his sleep, wondering if Aku were still there. "Hey! Cut it out," he yelled in his sleep. Aku shrugged as he remembered when Morrow was reluctant to share his crops he grew. "I bet he totally sleeps well," he sarcastically said. Morrow heavily snored, until he stopped when he awakened. "I told you to cut it out," he yelled. Aku hurried down the ladder to greet his friend. "Good morning, Morrow. I hope you've been getting great sleep," he said. Morrow faintly smelled a lime's juices near his breath. "How were my crops," he asked.

Aku looked a bit embarrassed at his mole friend. "Uh, they were great. I'm sorry if this was upsetting," he said. Morrow sighed as he placed an arm around Aku. "Good. If you're eating my crops, I want to make sure you're satisfied," he said. Aku smiled at his newest friend. "You know, generosity is something I respect," he said. Morrow sighed as he remembered how he did not share that much. "Aren't you glad I would share so much with you," he asked. Aku proudly nodded as he happily hugged Morrow. "Why would I be acting unfaithful to you," he asked. Morrow slightly chuckled, considering how he possibly worded it. "Hate to break it to ya, but I am straight," he said. Aku looked a bit embarrassed and stopped his hug. "That's fine by me," he said. Morrow gestured Aku to go back to the oasis to keep eating. "Get back up there; you should prepare for the adventure," he snapped. Aku comically shrugged and began to climb the ladder. "Will do; I'm already hungry for more," he said with his stomach growling a bit.

Meanwhile, Back at Mark and Ginger's House...

Mark quietly arose from his sleep while his wife was preparing a meal for him. "I can tell that Gin is up, but I doubt she fully recovered," he thought. It was a very upsetting thought to previously see his wife little more than exhausted. He tried to stay happy, but it was heartbreaking to witness his wife's critical state. "It was only yesterday, so I want her to rest," he thought. After traveling down the twelfth step, he looked for his favorite woman. "Ginger," he called out with confusion. Ginger walked in a room, welcoming her best friend. "Good morning. Breakfast should be ready soon," she said. Mark could smell his delicious breakfast planned by her, calming him down for a relaxing meal with her. "Of course; this should work out well," he said. Ginger could see the happiness that helped light up his facial expression. "Recently pumped milk is in the refrigerator," she said. Mark blushed a bit as he looked in the fridge for milk. "Look at what my wife pumped in just three days. That's not even her personal best," he thought with a grin.

Mark went with a 12-oz bottle that milk was tightly stored in. "Gin, just how much have you pumped," he asked. Ginger nervously blushed as she checked the fridge for tallying the bottles. (Counting is quietly heard by Mark, who is listening next to Ginger.) "Eight 12-oz bottles... That's approximately 7.5 pounds of breast milk, including the bottle you picked out," she said. Mark proudly smiled at the milky MILF and wife. "All that? In the past 3 days," he asked. Ginger smiled as she got the waffles for him. "Yes; this was before the big adventure and all that," she said. Mark accepted the breakfast from her and peacefully gestured his wife to sit with him. "Have a seat, please," he said. Ginger instead seductively laid on the table and lovingly smiled at him as Mark was enjoying his breakfast. "I would, but I'm a little distracted," she said. Mark could see the naughtier ideas his wife had. "Gin, it's surprising you are this horny," he said after finishing his meal so soon. Ginger's facial expression said otherwise as she blew a kiss to him. "True, but I love a good tip," she teased with a wink.

Mark brought his mouth to hers as they both shared a kiss. Ginger's mouth was smiling as both of them kissed. "I knew he would have kissed me," she thought. Pat walked in on the romantic kissing she heard from the hall. "Boss?! Why is your wife on there," she asked. Mark discontinued the kiss when he heard the voice. "Pat-," he said with a stunned look at her. Ginger angrily looked at the mouse who was shocked at them both. "Oh look; it's that rat slut," she rudely commented. Pat clenched a fist out of spite for Ginger, her biggest rival for Mark's love. "Of course I'm here; I was wondering why I heard kissing in here," she said. Ginger flipped her off with a resentful facial expression. "Bugger off; first come, first serve," she responded in a strict voice. Pat shrugged and still faced the very upset Garchomp. "Fine, be that way. I just tried to be reasonable, but you're mad that Mark and I have been good friends," she said before exiting the room. Ginger sighed as she watched Pat exiting the room. Mark turned Ginger to have her angrily face him.

"Ginger, calm down," he quietly said. Ginger's facial expression changed from anger to a neutral look, neither unhappy nor that optimistic. "Mark? Is it just us in here," she asked. Mark nodded as he began locking a few doors. "Yes, but Pat recently came in, because she overheard kissing," he said. Ginger remembered her rather aggressive side exhibited at Pat. "I must have scared that mouse off," she said. Mark began chuckling a bit as he hugged her. "Ginger, when you're furious, you do know how to fend off the competition. (His voice shifts to a condescending tone of voice.) Either that, or get too defensive," he said. Ginger's cheeks lit up with very light pink blushing as she laughed. "Maybe I am a bit too defensive, so I am sorry for when I'm behaving immaturely," she said. Mark smiled as they resumed with their planned kissing. Ginger heavily blushed as her lips met with his. "What?! He still wants to kiss me," she thought. With their connected spirits they have, she could see that he was still feeling romantic.

"I see; he wants to help cheer me up," she thought. Accepting the token of love, she continued kissing him. Mark could feel Ginger's happiness that he fortunately brought back to her. "There's her happiness again," he thought. After the kiss ceased, they blushed at one another. "Why did you restore my past happiness," Ginger inquired. Mark held up his wife's chin as he said. "Because I want you with the happiness I fell in love with." Ginger's eyes got a bit watery as she cried. "(Sniffles are quietly heard.) Mark, thank you," she said as she cried. Mark wiped up the tears from her soft face with his hand. "Of course. I may not be a Saint Mark, but I'll help you," he said. Ginger slowly smiled as Mark presented a tissue pack. "You may need these," he said. Ginger accepted the pack from him and blew her nose a bit. (Blows from her nose are heard.) "Sorry; I cry at heartwarming times, Mark," she said. Mark got up and brought his plate to the kitchen to load in the dishwasher. "I'm even luckier that Ginger unloaded this," he thought as he tightly closed the dishwasher.

Ginger gracefully walked in the room with a grin. "Well, Darling; I'll do maintenance at home, so good luck," she said. Mark watched her wave at him, just before he tried to teleport with a sword in his hand. "Gin, thank you. I want you to work, but have time for recreation," he said. Ginger gave a saluting pose as he then teleported. "Yes, sir! Count on me to help," she said. Pat awkwardly looked at Ginger from the sun room. "Who's she talking to if nobody can be seen there," she thought.

After the Teleportation...

Aku laid in the sun, enjoying the nice breeze. "Ah... Befriending Morrow was a great thing," he thought as he continued biting a lime. Morrow could see the happiness in his facial expression. "Look at him; no cares in the world, on his back calmly sunbathing... I guess it's fine to have a few friends," he quietly said to himself. Mark could be seen coming back to the oasis. "Aku, wake up! The kid is back," shouted Morrow. Aku yawned a little as he started to roll on one side. "Oh, I bet," he teased in a tame tone. Morrow growled at the mellowed out friend and went to greet Mark. "Hey, welcome back," he nervously said. Mark looked with confusion at Morrow, who seemed little more than embarrassed. "What's wrong," Mark asked to him. Morrow gestured Mark to follow him to the Arcanine, who just laid under the sun. "Not much for him," responded Morrow, whose nose pointed to the Arcanine. Aku looked satisfied within the oasis as he waved at the two. "Mark! Come here for your old man," he said.

Mark came to him and hugged the elderly ally. "I'm glad you're fine," said Mark. Aku presented some fruit for him. "What would you like," he asked. Mark picked out the lemon and ate it with gratitude that shined in his eyes. "Ah... Morrow, that was refreshing; thank you," he said. Morrow saw Mark's gratitude, but then he was accidentally smiling at him. "Please don't tell me that I was just accidentally smiling," he said. Aku knew the embarrassment Morrow felt from showing his emotions. "Don't be so anxious; it was a natural, genuine smile," he said in a calm tone of voice. Morrow went back "underground" to let his guests be. "My dad hated smiling," he thought. "You can have more; I'll be here in the hole," he said while gesturing to his "underground household". Aku yawned as he tried relaxing on the grass. "Mark, why were we adventuring in such a dangerous desert," he asked. Mark's patience wore out as his voice angrily yelled: "It was that pyramid, remember? We were even at said pyramid before my fucking wife was on the urge of death!"

Aku willfully got on all fours as Mark gestured him for assistance. "You're right, Mark. I've been mellowed out at the oasis for too long," he said. Mark calmed down and hopped on his friend's back. "I'm shocked you'll walk on all fours," he said. Aku could be heard chuckling at the surprising comment. "I was born anthropomorphic, but it was difficult to walk on two feet," he said. Mark felt an unusual breeze as Aku ran in the sunny desert. "Hang on tight," Aku loudly added. Mark kept his grip on him with his legs at his waist. "My God, he's fast," thought Mark. It did not take too long to get to the pyramid during the second visiting, where Aku ran how a quadrupedal Arcanine would have ran for speed. At this point, Mark got off Aku once they reached the pyramid that Aku remembered the smell of. "Mark, before we start exploring, I want to warn you," he said. Mark looked with confusion while he gulped a bit. "What is the catch," he asked. Aku anxiously placed his paw near the pyramid's entrance that stayed sealed.

"It's not about a curse or anything, but I'll have to say this; because this is the Kriegs' pyramid, I have forbidden non-Kriegs from here. It's nothing to do with prejudice, but the well-being of the people I have ruled for many centuries. Because you are in my family, you are legally allowed in here," he said. Mark watched Aku easily lift up the stone "door". "Since when could you lift like that," he asked. Aku clenched two fists and tried relaxing his arms. "I'm Lord Aku, the oldest Arcanine to have inner bankai," he said. The duo stepped in the pyramid, but they soon heard a voice. "Maaark," it said. Mark heard the voice, realizing that his wife Ginger was not far. "Gin? How did you get near us," he asked. Ginger showed him the teleportation gadget she used to catch up with both of them. "Oh, not much; just a newly-made gadget that I already finished last week," she said. Aku sighed as he saw her seductive facial expression. "Ginger, don't get too romantic with Mark. Besides, you're lucky you are part-Krieg, considering that you are Mark's wife," he said.

Ginger sighed as she eagerly clung to her spouse. "Of course! Science and Mark both mean everything to me," she said. Mark saw the energetic side in her, thus provoking him to reluctantly agree to let her join them. "Fine, but don't get too pumped up," he said. Aku began resealing the pyramid with its elevated door through his soul's telekinetic inner bankai. (The "wall" is seen sealing the pyramid for them.) "All right; let's start," he said as he spat out a flame to light his torch earlier left in his pocket, now vertically held by his hand. Mark and Ginger both stayed close to one another, implying that they'll be his backup. Aku sensed a strange, ominous force in the room. "Mark, Ginger, stay put; I'm handling this," he said. The force turned to sadistic laughter as a demonic figure spawned in front of them. "You shall not pass," it spoke in a fear-mongering tone of voice. Ginger's heart violently raced as she got very paranoid. "Mark, have this! I'm out of here," she yelled as she offered him hieroglyphic translations.

Mark watched Ginger teleport out of the trap-packed pyramid and looked at his accepted papers. "I should store these," he thought. Aku began growling at the silhouette, who must have trespassed in the pyramid, not to mention went unnoticed. "How did you infiltrate into this place," he snarled. The demonic figure laughed as it darted through the dark areas of the big room. "I measured the time you required to open the pyramid, so I snuck in while you were distracted, therefore preparing to kill you in this trap I planned out," it spoke. Mark prepared a flow of electricity with his Blitzkrieg to form a new lightning barrier. "Clever," he peacefully complimented to it. The demon attempted to lunge at Aku first, but Mark defensively swung his signature sword as he blinded their new enemy. "Fuck you," the demon angrily cursed as its hands blocked the eyes with blinded retinas. Mark raced to the silhouette and successfully decapitated it with one swing to the. The blood was heavily pouring from the neck's stump as the demonic body fell down with a thud. Aku looked with amazement at Mark.

"Whoa! He's quickly improving with that sword his dad used," he thought. Mark sighed as he used inner bankai to purify the gory bloodshed. No trace of blood was seen at this point, so Aku illuminated the ceiling torch with a fireball his mind summoned. "Wait! I remembered something was up there," he said as previously regressed memories surged back to his soul. Mark turned to face Aku, whose hands were trembling. "What's wrong, Lord Aku," he inquired. Aku felt his brain pulsating from the inhumane pressure. "It's coming back; this pyramid; the tombs, and so forth," he groaned. Mark watched Aku suffering from the pain overtaking most of his mind. "Aku, you need medicine," he said. Aku shook his head, refusing to take any medicine. "I've had this pain, but much worse," he said. Mark helped Aku with a healing power for him. The latter's pain was slightly reduced, but still apparent within facial expressions. "Mark, thank you. It's not as bad as it was, but I don't think I'll get out of here in one piece," he said.

Mark grabbed Aku's wrist and angrily glared at him. "Ginger already left us, so I'll need you for this, considering no one else would know what's in here," he said. Aku could see the excellent point that Mark made, therefore persuading him to continue going. "Fine, but you'll have to calm down; I will get better overtime- just wait and see," he said. Mark looked at a couple hieroglyphs, in addition to some unexpected English: "Built for and by the Kriegs" Mark was shocked about the discovery of his heritage. "Aku, who built this pyramid centuries ago," he asked. Aku stepped to Mark's side and saw the hieroglyphs, along with the carved English message. "My younger brother Rafiki built the pyramids with his inner bankai. I remember him using limestone, regular stones, along with Egypsian sand," he said. Mark pulled out Ginger's translations for the hieroglyphs featured. Aku peeped at the translations and then began chuckling. "I know these, too," he said. Mark playfully nudged at Aku as they both laughed. "Oh? Really, gramps," Mark responded in a comical fashion.

Aku sighed as his pain subsided. "Yes. Before creating Egypsia, I knew the hieroglyphics by heart, word for word," he said. Mark shrugged it off and put the translations back in his pocket. "What does that say then," he asked to him as he pointed to the hieroglyphs. Aku looked at the hieroglyphs and read to Mark: "By the Kriegs, for the Kriegs" Mark looked with confusion and checked what Ginger gave him before retreating. "By the Kriegs, for the Kriegs... I thought that only Rafiki built this," he said. Aku shrugged and said: "Think of [for the people, by the people]" Mark found it annoying, so he dropped the subject and moved on. "There's more to see," he thought. Aku carefully stayed close to Mark, as to not let him go on his own at this point. "Step forth carefully; there are head wires," he said. Mark gulped as he began summoning clones to help map the room. "Got it; I will need some sacrifices," he said. With one-dozen clones made of lightning, Mark gestured them to carefully hear out their boss.

"Gentlemen- there are head wires in the next room that will have traps. Your mission will be locating them, but don't expect to end up returning; snip the wires you're beheaded by," he said. The clones nodded in agreement and went in on the suicide mission. One clone was decapitated within seconds, but the lightning surged in a boomerang figure and was severing multiple wires that laid prepared for centuries. The lightning boomerang was caught by Mark, who carefully gestured one clone to continue forward. "Raise an arm for wires we may have previously overlooked," he said. The second clone raised his left arm, preparing to risk an amputation. Again, within seconds, there was already something cut off. This time, the clone's hand fell to the floor and began discharging to snip multiple wires close to the old floor. The second clone saw this and continued to walk to the end of the room, this time the right arm raised. After about a minute, shortly before stepping close to the room's end, everything else was then severed off, including the right arm and any left arm stumps.

This clone snipped the last head wires safeguarding this hall to one of the rooms. Mark retracted the ten "alive" clones to replenish himself of divided power. "Aku, can you shoot out a flamethrower to burn whatever wires still lay," he asked. Aku looked with a comedic facial expression at him. "You want me, an old, aging Arcanine to burn the rest of them," he asked. Mark nodded with a serious look on his face. "Yes, please. You'll easily have the better range for this," he said. Aku tried inhaling while gesturing Mark to step back. After his flamethrower, Aku saw the head wires burning. "I feel awful defacing those old traps," he thought. After the flames completed cremating each of the wires, Mark stepped back in the hall and looked at the next path. "Aku, do you remember the next path," he asked. Aku carefully looked at the path they both saw. "It looks like there are no traps," he said. Mark still cautiously progressed and found a couple hieroglyphs. "This could be something important for us," he yelled to his friend.

Aku looked horrified at the hieroglyphs' message for them. "Hold on that head; you already passed the head wires, but now you have something venomous that was patiently waiting for you. Don't make her wait too long," he read. Mark saw Aku trembling with fear in his eyes. "Aku? What's wrong now," he inquired. Aku nervously gagged as he looked at the walls. "There is a fork in the road; one leads to my parents' burial room with gifts. But, another is a treasure room spoiled with jewelry, never intended to be robbed by a curious felon. The last one, where it leads to that fork in the road... It leads to death, but you must pass it to possibly reach the other two," he said. Mark curiously looked towards the Arcanine, who looked like he could be scared to death. "Go back; I'll be on my own," he said. Aku suddenly pinned Mark to stop him right there. "Don't! No one stepped in and lived," he yelled. Mark skeptically looked back at him as he shocked off his friend with slight jolts. "You don't have to hold me back," he snapped with an irritated voice to him. Aku knew there was not much to try preventing.

"Mark, listen. I care about you, because you are like that son I could not have. I've spent centuries without any responsibilities for my kids like Rafiki himself got to have. The closest thing to fatherhood was just me babysitting. If I lost you, I will never forgive myself! You mean the world to me," he wept. Mark cried a bit as well from the upsetting response from him. Suddenly, his mind replayed crucial memories: from marrying Ginger, to defeating Arca, and the time he met his mom and dad... Mark put down his sword to happily hug Aku. "Aku... Thank you," he quietly said. Aku hugged back his descendant and grinned at him. "If you change your mind, I will help you out," he said. Mark looked at the vault decorated with serpent-like creatures, as well as blood and rust on the doors. "Aku, if I die, tell Ginger I'll wait in Heaven to see her," he said. Aku anxiously gave a nod and watched Mark begin opening the door after creating a force of volts. "Mark Krieg; good luck," he said as he then waved good bye.

In the Vault of Serpents...

A matriarch noticed the doors' creeks and began summoning snakes to fend off her guest. "It's been too long of a wait for new prey," she thought. Snakes could be heard terribly hissing out of pain as Mark stepped on a few that were dead. "What?! How could anybody not be dead," she snapped. Mark walked in the dark room as various lightning bolts lit it. "You seem like fun for managing parties; launch some snakes at a guest, and they'll totally want to return," he teased. The Queen angrily hissed towards him. "How dare you say that to me," she yelled. Aku overheard the snakes and picked up Mark's sword. "How could he possibly forget this sword," he thought. Mark swarmed the room with bolts to fatally injures the snake troops. Their Queen gasped as she saw the lifeless carcasses. "You.....! You killed all of my troops," she cried. Mark shrugged as he casually picked up a jewel. "It's called self-defense, Princess," he teased. The Queen went from her throne to kill him, now legitimately furious.

"Idiot! I'm Queen Lancia," her voice boomed to him. Mark blocked her attempted assault and struck her with an electric-based punch. "But, how... How could you defeat everything I just tried," she asked. Mark sighed and pinned her down with his arm. (He positions his body to help keep her down.) "My name is Mark Krieg, the reason this pyramid stands," he said. Lancia can be heard snickering at him, despite how he defeated her. "That's a good one! No one could knock this down," she said. Mark shook his head as he gazed at her. "Actually, the Taboo Market Industry says otherwise; before defeating the group's matriarch Arca, they planned to rob the tombs to make billions out of profit. However, no one could access such a guarded location. I've seen Hell, and fortunately got out of it. Almost nobody gets to leave there, so once you get in, you'll be there permanently," he said. Lancia anxiously looked at the man. "There were thugs who planned to rob this sacred pyramid," she asked. Mark carefully nodded as she looked up at him.

"Listen; I'm sincerely sorry for everything I threw at you. I thought you planned to steal the pyramid's treasures," she said. Mark nodded and accepted the apology. "Now that we have a shared cause, I'm sorry regarding your snake troops," he said. Lancia looked with a romantic facial expression at him. "It's all right; I was protecting something I held deep in my heart," she said. Mark heard Aku quietly walk to both of them. "Mark, you've done well; I thought you were dead meat," he said. Lancia blinked her eyes, recognizing somebody she once knew. "Aku? Is that you," she inquired. Mark got off of her and saw the stars in their eyes. "Aku? You know her," he inquired. Aku proudly nodded as he hugged his favorite serpent. "Lana! I'm shocked that you've lived in here for centuries," he said. Lancia blushed with an embarrassed facial expression at him. "I'm stunned that you aren't dead yet. If you tried to say hi, no fight would have been necessary," she said. Aku's head fell face first near her breasts.

Lancia awkwardly looked at her friend. "Silly Arcanine; you must be very exhausted," she teased as she gave him a hug. Mark curiously looked at the two. "How do you remember that guy, Lancia," he asked. Lancia sighed and remembered her first kiss with him. "Aku and I were formerly in love," she said. "I honestly was close to being the first queen, although I was rejected by him, because interspecies marriages were banned then, but I'm sure that has changed. Fortunately, I got his consent to guard this pyramid." Mark could pick up on the sincerity from her as she laid the exhausted Aku near her throne. "How do your love interests end up addressing you: Lancia, or just Lana," he asked. Lancia looked with curiosity towards him as she moved back to him. "Because of your strength, whichever you choose. You've earned it," she said. Mark blushed as she kissed his warm, right cheek. "You may have killed off my troops, but I'll be at your side. You're too cute to turn down," she said with a wink. Mark could see the love in his new friend's eyes.

"Lancia, I think I know an area you will like," he said as he snuck in a kiss. Lancia quietly gasped as her lips met with his. "You love me back," she said. Mark nodded and tried gesturing her to kiss him. "I am fascinated by your poor form from slightly earlier," he teased. Lancia's mind flicked a psychological switch telling her: "Yes! He's the one I want more." Mark saw her facial expression change from a grin to intense arousal. "Lancia- I'll show you exactly what you'll want to see when we're done," he said. Lancia looked with confusion at him. "Done with what, dear," she asked. Mark shook his head in embarrassment. "Aku and I intended on an exploration," he said. Lancia watched Mark get his last remaining lime he had with him while attempting to feed their friend. "Aku- have this," he peacefully said. Aku subconsciously licked the delicious lime with a moan. "It tastes very refreshing... I don't know if I'm dead, or will be," he thought. Mark watched Aku attempting to stand up as he took the lime.

"What a great way to wake up," he said. Mark and Lancia exchanged similar reactions as they watched him now awakening. Mark tried gesturing Aku to look at the paths. "We're close to your mom and dad," he said. Aku's spiritual energy revitalized him as he then ran. "Mom, Dad," he thought as his agility took flight. Mark and Lancia were both wondering how his energy became completely restored. "Lancia; I should make sure he's safe," Mark commented. Lancia gave him an agreeing nod and pointed in a particular direction. "He went to the right, which should have those tombs," she said. Mark sighed to catch his breath and said: "Thanks for the tip." Once he ran to catch up, Lancia examined her recently opened vault. "Looks like it's just me and this," she thought.

Meanwhile...

Aku looked with excitement at the tombs he found. (He walks up to the tombs.) "Mom? Dad? Can your souls hear me," he asked. Two spiritual souls acknowledged his message. "Aku?! Is that you," one of the souls inquired. Aku gave a nod, implying that it was him. "Yes; I came back to see if you've peacefully rested," he said as he knelt on one knee. The souls went silent and then both tried replying: "Our son; thank you for protecting Egypsia all these years. We've been resting peacefully since you ruled this land. We have to leave right now; we sense someone approaching this room." Aku laid his hands on the tombs, slowly crying at the sound of his mom and his dad, who seemed happier up in Heaven. Mark walked in the room and noticed Aku mourning. "What happened in here," he inquired. Aku raised his hands off of the well-aging tombs and hugged him. "My Mom... My Dad... They're all safe," he wept. Mark curiously looked at the sobbing Arcanine, whose paws hugged his neck. "How can that be if they're dead," he asked.

Aku stopped his tears and peacefully grinned to Mark. "I know they would not want me to be sad, so they've sent me signs that they are fine," he said. Mark skeptically looked at his friend. "Next thing I know, you'll be discussing with the spirits of the dead," he said. Aku nervously looked as Mark said that to him. "Won't be a first," he said. Mark's right eyebrow cautiously raised at the perplexing answer. "When did you learn you could talk to the dead," he asked. Aku was equally curious about when he learned this. "It's been many centuries, but I've forgotten the exact date. Someday, I could remember the start. A lot of my memories have long been repressed, as I'm not one to dwell in the past. With my mission accomplished, I'll let the tombs rest," he said. Mark then quietly watched Aku walk to a wall. "Mark, there's an emergency path I made," he said as he moved a fake wall. Mark's jaw gaped as Aku remembered where it was. "You even remembered that," asked Mark. Aku nodded, but then heard hissing.

Lancia clapped her hands, congratulating both Mark and Aku. "You two have made quite the team," she said. Aku was shocked she was following both of them, who looked very happily at them. "Lancia? Why are you here with us," he inquired. Lancia moved to Mark, who hugged her with happiness. "I don't need to live here now, so I want to join you," she said as she gave Mark a kiss. Aku sighed and reluctantly led his ex-fiancee in the tombs' secret passage. "Mark, Lancia; remember to keep this confidential. Not just for the tombs' sake, but for my mom and dad. I can't legally punish you both, but I have to warn you; don't give trespassers ideas for this, because I'll be resetting the traps. Lancia, since we both have expertise in traps, assistance will be appreciated, since you helped me set the traps last time," he said. Lancia looked with confusion at him. "Are you sure you'll need my help if you can set those traps," she asked. Aku understood her point and sighed. "Fine, I'll do it on my own," he said.

When the trio soon got out of the pyramid, Aku, for a change, peacefully looked at his friends. "Lancia, imagine those who will be shocked to see you," he said. Lancia anxiously blushed as she began covering her breasts. "I won't go back; anybody can see my big boobs," she said. Mark sighed and hugged Lancia, comforting her a bit. "Lancia, I think you will look amazing," he said. Lancia's eyes refocused on his as she kissed him. This time, Mark moved this kiss to his lips. He could feel Lancia's arousal as he kissed her on the lips. This was not anything Lancia could have ever remembered. "He returned my affection with a kiss on the lips," she thought. Aku saw the new couple kissing and just thought. "Lancia must have been very patient to find love. I never even thought a human could woo her." Mark continued kissing the black snake with human-like characteristics as they held one another closer. Lancia stopped the kiss, now that she was exhausted. "Sorry, but I'm exhausted. I love you, but I need to rest up," she said. Mark grinned while the oasis came to his mind.

"Somewhere to rest, right," he inquired. Lancia gave a nod to verify how she felt. "I need the sleep," she said. Mark began carrying her and teleported her to Aku's favorite desert oasis. Lancia jumped out of Mark's arms as she looked at the oasis. "I just blinked, so I don't know where I am," she said. Mark restricted her movement as he pounced on her and kept her on the sand when she tried to run off. "Hold it! Don't scare off the host," he said. Lancia heavily blushed back at Mark. "I see you want a better impression to be left," she said. Mark got off of her while gesturing her to stay with him. "Morrow," he called to the oasis. A familiar mole climbed out and saw his friend. "Well, I'll be- You're in one piece," he said. Mark gestured the reptile to then come introduce herself. "Yes, and there's somebody special I found," he said. Lancia's hands were covering her boobs as she walked up to him. "I am Lancia," she quietly said. Morrow gulped at the impressive breast size he saw. "Those boobs makes his wife's look small," he thought.

Lancia grinned at the blush-heavy mole. "Can I have some fruit to eat," she asked in a sweet tone of voice. Morrow slowly nodded, as he was heavily seduced by 'the Snake Queen'. "I thought you were a myth, but now I certainly will know better. Be my guest and have some," he said. Lancia blew a kiss to continue enticing poor Morrow. "Thanks. I need to have actual food for thought, because I'm that starved," she said. Morrow snapped out of his attraction and saw the snake eat one of his limes. "Damn it! I must have been too shy near her. Sure I'm bad at expressing feelings, but that probably balanced out my own gifted gardening skills I have," he thought. Lancia laid on the grass, enjoying the soft breeze around her vagina. "Mark, I'm glad you brought me here, but I will still need clothes," she said. Mark sighed and teleported her outside of the oasis. The next stop was his home. Lancia looked with interest at Mark as she asked: "How are you able to teleport?" Mark shrugged and held her hand. "It's a family secret," he said.

Lancia laughed and felt slightly infatuated by his skills. "I find that relatable," she said. Mark curiously looked at the snake, who laid on his yard's grass. "Stay here until I can start measuring a few things," he said. Lancia spread her legs with excitement as she looked up to him. "You've got it, Mark," she said. Mark teleported in the house to be welcomed back by his family. "Welcome back," they peacefully told him. Mark smiled at the family in his prized home- Ginger, Raio, and even his much older sister Raia! (He hugs Raia and Ginger.) "Thank you, although I have more to do. I'll also need a measuring tape," he said. Raia smirked with excitement as she ran her hand through his hair. "Everyone was worried you would get hurt. If you need anything else, give me a holler, or more if you want to," she said with a wink. Mark blushed as Raia gave him a measuring tape. "You can give it back once you would be done," she said. Ginger gestured Raia to stop caressing her husband as she hugged him.

"Mark, I've been home, so it's great to see you," she said. Mark felt Ginger's boobs enjoying his more masculine body. "Gin, calm down, too; I actually do have some plans," he said. Ginger sighed and cautiously stopped her hug with him. "All right- good luck," she said. Mark went out the back door and saw Lancia enjoying the breeze that felt familiar. "What have you got," she asked. Mark showed Raia's measuring tape he got from her. "This helps with measuring something, like shapes," he said. From the window, Mark's family watched him assisting someone. "Who's that with him," Ginger inquired. Raio analyzed the snake anatomy and said: "That is nobody but Lancia! She is the strongest reptile to live in Egypsia, but maybe Mark has befriended her," he said. Ginger had a skeptical facial expression as she saw Mark hug her. "I thought that she was not real," she said. Raia shrugged at the conflicting situations. "How can we know that is actually the Snake Queen," she asked. Raio gestured the two to follow him as they each stepped out of the door.

Lancia sensed a couple of people near the place and looked extremely concerned at Mark. "Do you sense anybody else near us," she anxiously whispered to him. Mark nodded and continued measuring the Snake Queen's torso. "It's my family members; you'll be safe," he said. Lancia's curiosity provoked her to let him kiss her. "I know what to do; give me a big kiss," she said. Mark looked stunned at the snake. "What?! In front of my family members," he asked. Lancia blushed with an innocent nod. "We have to prove I'm your friend," she said. Mark leaned in and kissed her at the mouth. Lancia's lips lustfully grinned as both of them kissed. Ginger's face went pale from the friends' romantic kiss. "Raio! I can't stay back here anymore," she said. Raio rolled his eyes and smiled at his sister. "How long did it take for her to snap now," he asked. Raia was just giggling at him. "I don't know- I would say years," she said. Raio felt much sorrier for Mark, who can naturally charm powerful women with discreet sentences, not just looks.

"I think his luck just ran out," he thought. Ginger confronted the two with a mad facial expression. "Mark- don't you remember we've been married," she snapped. Lancia immediately stopped kissing Mark as she heard this. "Mark- who is this," she asked. Mark looked shocked at his wife, who showed genuine outrage at him. (He stands up.) "This is Ginger Champson-Krieg; she is the wife I've had," he said. Ginger continued angrily grunting at them. "You must be that new slut this man dragged in," she said. Lancia angrily hissed at Mark's wife. "You dumb bitch! I'm Queen Lancia, the most powerful reptilian you will meet. The only man to have defeated me was Mark, your important husband that I fell in love with. He could have killed me, but he spared me, because I would guard the pyramid with my life," she yelled. Ginger looked confused at the reptile whose green eyes glared at her. "Mark, I'm sorry for what I've said to the both of you earlier. I was horrified to see you kissing something poisonous," she said. Lancia continued angrily glaring at her.

"I can't make poison; I am partially a black snake. In addition, my lamia version can't make poison, nor would this regular anthropomorphic form that you've seen nude," she said. Mark curiously looked at the snake and asked her: "Is this why you called her a dumb bitch?" Lancia casually laughed at this questioning. "Not at first; it was when I got called a slut by her," she said. Ginger sighed at the exhausting conversation. "Can I help you two with clothes," she asked. Lancia shrugged as Mark gave her the snake's measurements. "We'll need to shop," he said. Lancia watched them walk in the trees, then teleport. "There he goes again, on a limb assisting his friends," she thought. Raio and Raia both confronted the elderly snake they already knew about, but did try giving her the benefit of doubt. "Who might you be," inquired Lancia. Raio introduced himself first and politely looked at her. "I'm Raio Blitz Krieg, an Egypsian scientist. (He starts gesturing Raia to wave.) My assistant Raia, my manmade sisterly clone here, is also a scientist. We're two of Mark's paternal siblings," he said in a calm voice to her.

Lancia awkwardly looked at them both. "What are you supposed to be anyway," she asked. Raia, who felt mocked, was growling at the snake. "We are saber-toothed felines, but to be more specific- Raikou," she snarled. Lancia looked bored from the growling. "Go get mad- that will help," she sarcastically responded. Raia understood Lancia's suggestion and took a deep breath. "Sorry; I'm a bit hot-headed if the wrong thing's said," she said. Lancia slowly nodded, understanding why she is easily upset. "Some of you may have already heard of me: Lancia the Snake Queen ," she said. Raio formed a smirk from expecting such a name. "Believe it or not, I was expecting you to introduce yourself to us, even if we already knew you," he said. Lancia skeptically looked towards the felines. "How did you know it was I," she asked. Raio recognized the eyes he saw in previous sketches speculating what she would look like. "Maybe my staff's accurate sketches helped put each piece together," he said. Lancia looked with amazement at him.

"Mark must be proud of you both," she said. Raia immediately nodded with blushed cheeks. "Yep; that cute man and I have a good relationship," she said. Lancia nervously laughed as she said: "He's only your brother, not lover." Mark and Ginger soon returned with some shopping bags. Mark stepped up to Lancia, who found it mind-blowing that both of them were back within 15 minutes. "What do I need to do, Mark," she asked. Mark tried carrying Lancia, whose green eyes gazed with love at his. "I'll help with sanitation," he said. Lancia looked with interest at him. "Do I have to do that much," she asked. Mark shook his head as he brought his friend in the house. Ginger, Raio, and Raia were still following the duo. "Not yet, my friend," Mark quietly whispered to her. After preparing a tub for her, Mark tried gesturing Lancia to rest in the tub. "If you need me to change temperatures, just tell me," he said. Lancia happily put one foot in the warm tub. Being part-human even made her warm-blooded!

"I can get used to this home," she said. Mark helped her get in the tub, then went in with her. "Doesn't this feel romantic," he asked. Lancia slowly chuckled with excitement as Mark fondled her by the breasts. "Yes! Let's become passionate," she said. Mark began caressing the snake's areolas that began erecting from the consensual foreplay both of them were enjoying. Lancia then watched Mark get a factory sealed box of bar soap. "I should wash you off with this," he said. Lancia heavily blushed as Mark cleaned her with soap, along with everywhere else that he would find necessary. "Thank you. I haven't bathed in centuries," she said. Mark could smell a better elderly snake right now, versus what he previously smelled earlier. (He grabs her ass.) "I think you will be set to make love," he said. Lancia gasped at such a proposal. "I have not had sex in millennia," she said. Mark brought his mouth to hers, signaling he was ready for her. "I'll help you through. I want you, you want me, so let's start," he quietly whispered to her.

Lancia gave him a nod, consenting to the sex. "I want you far too much to turn you down," she said before engaging in a French kiss. Mark knew Lancia finally caved in and confessed her desire for him. "I knew I could woo this gal," he thought. Lancia anxiously moaned from the romantic kissing they had, but chose to stop the kiss. "Darling- I am infertile, so do it; use your cock," she said. Mark moved Lancia's legs and attempted missionary with her. Lancia bit her lip from excitement as Mark's manhood penetrated her vagina. "Yes~ Fuck me, Mark," she yelled. Mark held her legs in place and kept the senior partner ejaculating. Lancia intensely breathed in and out from one orgasm shortly after another. She screamed in ecstasy during her old vagina's ejaculations. "Blow your load, Mark," she yelled. Mark stopped the thrusts and came to end this. Lancia's legs shook out of excitement as she took his thick seed. "I'll want more when I come back," she said. Mark smirked and said to her: "We should become friends with benefits."

The Next Morning...

Mark and Ginger peacefully wake up to the sun in the room. (Ginger rolls on one side to see Mark relaxing.) "Good morning, Mark," she peacefully said. Mark hugged his wife as they shared a kiss. "Good to see you at my side," he said. Ginger looked with interest and asked: "Now that Lancia can live a life properly, where do you think she will be?" Mark shrugged and brushed it off. "I know she will find a way, now that she can wear clothes for the first time in years," he said. (Mark's phone goes off.) "Hang on, Gin! I'll get that." (He picks up.) "Lord Aku! This is surprising from you," he said. Aku slowly chuckled at the energetic voice he heard. "Lancia and I are excited to hear back from you," he said. Mark skeptically looked at his phone. "Is she with you," he asked. "Yes; I've let her stay with me for the time," Aku responded. Mark remembered watching the snake get dressed and soon leave his home as she looked for a place to stay at. "How did you have room for guests," he asked. Aku's breath got heavier at last night's sudden memories.

"Lancia and I happily shared a bed. Plus, she has not lost that persuasiveness I fell in love with," he said as he moaned. Mark awkwardly looked towards his phone at the moans. "Is she in love with you, too," he asked. Aku moans got heavier from envisioning the Snake Queen. "I'm just... You know what this is," he said as he was now heavily panting. Mark could hear Aku's arousal in his deep voice. "You would still tap that as well," he asked. Aku quietly moaned as he said: "If she would offer a friends with benefits relationship, I think I might say yes."