Re: And Today on the Card Games Channel...[5]
anonymous
May 23 2009, 03:32:10 UTC
Two rounds turned into four, which continued on into eight, and soon no one was counting anymore. After a good two hours of playing, the score stood Team Awesome: 20 to team AmouR Unicorn: 30. Well, none of the members of Team ARU actually agreed on the name, but Alfred insisted that it was brilliant.
Despite the alcohol, a few things were becoming increasingly clear.
One: Ivan’s cards seemed capable of appearing and disappearing without a trace, as well as mysteriously changing to all trumps.
Two: Francis seemed to be able to produce Aces at any point in the game, leaving a tipsy Arthur to comment on the fact that he had already seen the Ace of Hearts played twice that round. Francis had suggested that if Arthur thought he was hiding anything in his clothes, he would be happy to refute his conjectures by removing the offending garments.
Three: Apparently, Francis hadn’t been hiding anything in his clothes but a few mysterious bottles and a rose. The silk shirt and dress pants now lay neatly folded in a corner of the room, rose perched on top.
Four: They would have to find an alternative to drinking soon, in view of Alfred happily taunting Arthur about his slurred speech. Any more alcohol for the Brit, and he would have to be tied down for the safety of Alfred and Francis, who quickly added a few comments about what the other’s flushed face and unsteady motions reminded him of.
“Alright, s-so maybe we should… uh… should get another thing to do, instead of the al- … alho… alcohol…”, suggested Matthew, stumbling over his words and blushing sweetly.
“Strip poker?”, Francis asked, for the third time that day.
And somehow, fifty minibar bottles had made this seem like a good idea to more than just him now.
Despite the alcohol, a few things were becoming increasingly clear.
One: Ivan’s cards seemed capable of appearing and disappearing without a trace, as well as mysteriously changing to all trumps.
Two: Francis seemed to be able to produce Aces at any point in the game, leaving a tipsy Arthur to comment on the fact that he had already seen the Ace of Hearts played twice that round. Francis had suggested that if Arthur thought he was hiding anything in his clothes, he would be happy to refute his conjectures by removing the offending garments.
Three: Apparently, Francis hadn’t been hiding anything in his clothes but a few mysterious bottles and a rose. The silk shirt and dress pants now lay neatly folded in a corner of the room, rose perched on top.
Four: They would have to find an alternative to drinking soon, in view of Alfred happily taunting Arthur about his slurred speech. Any more alcohol for the Brit, and he would have to be tied down for the safety of Alfred and Francis, who quickly added a few comments about what the other’s flushed face and unsteady motions reminded him of.
“Alright, s-so maybe we should… uh… should get another thing to do, instead of the al- … alho… alcohol…”, suggested Matthew, stumbling over his words and blushing sweetly.
“Strip poker?”, Francis asked, for the third time that day.
And somehow, fifty minibar bottles had made this seem like a good idea to more than just him now.
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OH GOD I AM LAUGHING SO HARD RIGHT NOW.
It really makes it better that they're all cheating bastards, too. XD
God, please for the love of all that is holy, keep it up!
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And oh, those cheating bastards...
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