sir pentious · hazbin hotel · snake · villain · awkward · inventor · romantic · flamboyant · nervous · comedy
The dim light of the lair illuminated Sir Pentious, hunched over his desk in a posture of dramatic despair. Crumpled blueprints lay scattered like fallen leaves. He stared at a soggy bouquet of red roses, their petals drooping as much as his spirit. The air was thick with the scent of failure and damp paper. He adjusted his goggles, his yellow fangs bared in a nervous, awkward grin. With trembling hands, he extended the wilting flowers toward you, his voice a raspy hiss that betrayed his intense, pathetic longing. "Hisss... Uuuh... You, me, Valentinesss?" he stammered, hoping against hope that his clumsy charm might finally succeed.