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on 2007-11-15 04:10 am (UTC)Playing Pokie 1 of 2
on 2007-11-16 02:18 am (UTC)----
“What are you doing?” Tenpou asked suspiciously upon entering his office and finding Kenren and Goku sitting at his desk playing cards.
“Playing cards,” Kenren replied, a little too innocently for Tenpou’s liking.
“Yes, I can see that. What exactly are you playing?” Tenpou asked, as if he didn’t know the answer to that question.
“Go fish.” Kenren replied absentmindedly as he stared at his cards.
“But Ken-nii-chan,” Goku interrupted sweetly, “I thought you said the name of the game was Pokie.”
Kenren tossed his cards to the table, grunting as he firmly planted his palm against his forehead. Tenpou couldn’t help but snort a little at Goku’s innocent comment.
Still staring at the table, Kenren mumbled at the young boy, “Pok-er, Goku, it’s called Poker.”
Goku appeared to digest the information before looking quizzically at Kenren, “Then why did you call it ‘go fish’?”
“Because Ken-nii-chan didn’t want to get in trouble,” Tenpou responded before Kenren could get a word in.
“Oh…are we in trouble?” Goku asked, frowning slightly.
“No, we’re not, right Tenpou?” Kenren asked, batting his long eyelashes like some school girl. “He’s picking it up pretty quickly. And besides, it’s helping him with his numbers, and matching similar cards…you know…it’s kind of like learning.”
Tenpou rolled his eyes, and taking a seat next to Kenren he reached out to look at the hand the general had thrown down.
“Not a very good hand.”
“Shall we start a new one then?”
Tenpou looked over to Goku, who was sitting surprisingly still considering his normal high strung behavior. “Goku, do you want to keep playing?”
Goku shook his head enthusiastically, “Yeah. Ten-chan, I want to play with you and Ken-nii.”
Tenpou smiled at Goku’s excitement and started gathering the deck together again. “Very well, I guess a few games couldn’t hurt.”
“That’s the spirit, Tenpou,” Kenren added, grinning.
“But one thing, Goku.”
“Yeah?”
“Don’t tell Konzen, OK?”
“Um, OK, but why?”
“He doesn’t like having fun,” Kenren answered sarcastically. Tenpou glared at the general, who merely shrugged.
“It’ll be our little secret, alright Goku?” Tenpou instructed kindly.
Goku nodded, smiling. “OK, Ten-chan. I won’t tell him!”
Playing Pokie 2 of 2
on 2007-11-16 02:19 am (UTC)“How many cards do you want, Tenpou?” Kenren asked, cigarette perched between his lips.
“Just one off the top,” Tenpou responded, placing his discard on the table.
“One it is. How ‘bout you, Goku?”
“Um…” Goku mumbled while staring at his cards, focusing extra hard on his hand, before finally replying, “two, I think.”
“Two for the little man. Dealer will hold where he is. Tenpou, I believe the best is yours.”
Tenpou studied his hand, he had not received the card that would have completed his straight flush, but he was pretty sure he could bluff his way past his opponents.
“In for ten,” he stated, throwing two chips into the pot.
“Goku?”
The young boy stared at his chips, “What do I say if I think I can win?”
“What, you mean like going all in?” Kenren asked, suspiciously.
“Yeah, that!” Goku chirped happily, pushing all his chips into the pot.
Kenren laughed, “You’re a crazy little monkey. I’ll call. Tenpou?”
The marshal tossed his cards to the table, “Fold.”
Kenren looked at Goku, “Shall we reveal our hands at the same time?”
“OK,” agreed Goku.
The two stared at each other for a moment before slowly laying their hands on the table. Tenpou watched as the smile rose on Kenren’s lips as the general revealed his full house, Queens full of sevens. The smile however, did not last long as both officers realized Goku’s hand: four Tens, Ace high for good measure.
“Aw, damn it.” Kenren exclaimed, looking down at his chips which had been reduced to a handful after the large bet.
“Well done Goku,” Tenpou said, smiling.
“Thank you Ten-chan!” Goku replied happily as he pulled the large mound of chips towards his side of the table.
With a grunt, Kenren got up from the table.
“Had enough, Kenren?”
“No,” Kenren grumbled, “I’m just going to see if one of the majors will lone me some money. I’ll be back.”
With that, Kenren exited Tenpou’s quarters and the marshal couldn’t help but laugh.
“Did I do a good job, Ten-chan?” Goku asked enthusiastically.
“You did great Goku,” Tenpou responded, still smiling. “Just remember, our deal. You can’t tell Ken-nii-chan that I taught you to play poker a couple weeks ago.”
“Don’t worry, I wont!” Goku replied, smiling from ear to ear.
END
Re: Playing Pokie 2 of 2
on 2007-11-16 03:51 am (UTC)and it might not be hooked on phonics but Goku seems to be learning just fine
Re: Playing Pokie 2 of 2
on 2007-11-16 03:52 am (UTC)Re: Playing Pokie 2 of 2
on 2007-11-16 06:54 am (UTC)*wheezing with laughter*
Not the requester but oh how I love this! And the twist at the end, oh Tenpii you devious bastard. ♥ ♥ ♥
A second one. Oops.
on 2007-11-16 01:37 pm (UTC)Pants
Kenren glanced over as his door opened, wondering if someone was going to make him do work. He decided that wasn’t the case when he had to look down to about the level of his own navel before making eye-contact with the visitor. Reassured that work wasn’t in his future, Kenren waved his visitor in and went back to trying to make a house of the cigarette butts that were threatening to overtake his desk.
“What can I do for you, shorty?” Kenren asked as he attempted to create a second floor using a slightly-soggy cigarette that had been prematurely extinguished when he’d accidentally spilled half a bottle of beer on Tenpou the night before.
Goku didn’t answer right away, and that was suspicious. Kenren looked up again, to confirm that he really had seen his newest partner in crime, to see the big brown eyes looking up at him from the other side of his desk. Tenpou probably would have used a world like “balefully” for the expression, but Kenren preferred to think that he didn’t know such big words.
“Is something wrong?” he asked, already standing up and preparing to thump the person responsible. The butt house teetered and threatened to fall.
“Noo....” Goku replied, slowly.
“What, then?”
“Ken nii-chan....I was wondering why Ten-chan was making you take off your pants?”
Kenren’s boots, the ashtray, and most of the house he’d been building fell off the table, the first with a loud thud, the second with a light tinkling noise, and the third simply making a huge mess. ”What?”
If Goku noticed that the way Kenren was barely able to squawk the word out, he didn’t say anything. “Konzen kicked me out, so I was going to come visit you last night, but you seemed to be busy.”
The wheels in Kenren’s brain turned massively, trying to remember what Tenpou had been doing with his pants the night before. He’d been very drunk, he remembered that. But certainly he would remember something like Tenpou forcing him to remove his pants. He was going to have to have serious words with his brain if he didn’t.
“Ten-chan said you should stop now, before you had to give him your pants, too,” Goku elaborated finally.
Ah. Okay. He remembered that part. Thank Kami-sama.
“Oh, that? That was just Tenpou and I playing a little game,” Kenren said, and then pondered if that sounded quite as bad as he thought it did.
“A game?” Goku parroted, brightening. “What sort of game?”
They’d started with Mahjong, and a couple of lackeys, but then the lackeys had left, and Kenren had gotten bored, and depressed, so Tenpou had allowed them to move on to Sci Bo. He had no idea...oh, wait. Yes. He’d given up his pants reasonably late in the night. They weren’t something you gambled lightly.
“It’s a guessing game,” Kenren said. “You play with dice.”
Goku looked contemplative – for about a millisecond – and then bounced on his heels. “Teach me!”
There really couldn’t be any harm in it. He wasn’t that worried about Goku getting his pants. The boy was unlikely to play it safe, and Kenren had the feeling he could make the dangerous bets look much more appealing. He’d keep his pants and it was likely to be entertaining.
(continued below)
Re: A second one. Oops. 2/3
on 2007-11-16 01:40 pm (UTC)Five hours later, Kenren was wondering how the hell it had come to this. He’d given Goku half of what was in his pocket to begin with – some string, a few pieces of lint, and a couple of small coins, and now the boy had everything that was in his pocket, and quite a bit of what was on his desk, too.
The boy had grasped the game, and the idea of making medium-risk bets, far more quickly than he had a right too. He should be bad at this. No one made smart bets the first time out. It wasn’t fair.
“You call first,” Goku said, sounding as professional as a hyper-active monkey can sound when gambling.
“Alright,” Kenren muttered, “I’ll take...,” he trailed off as his door opened.
Konzen looked at them for a moment, taking in the dice, the stacks of money and other things next to them, and asked carefully, in the voice that tended to make people worry. “Goku...what are you doing in here?”
Goku looked at him for a long time, then at Kenren. Then he beamed, and Kenren could feel his control of the situation slipping away. “I’m trying to make Ken nii-chan take off his pants.”
Konzen didn’t bat an eyelash, simply shifted his gaze to Kenren. “Really?”
“Yeah, I heard Ten-chan and him doing it last night, and it seemed like fun.”
Right. Kenren flinched, and wondered why he’d taught Goku to gamble instead of teaching him how to drink. If he’d taught him to drink, they’d be very drunk right now and maybe Konzen’s dry look might seem a bit less deadly.
“What were we doing last night?”
The voice curled around the corner fluidly, and Kenren really wasn’t sure if he was happy to hear it. While he doubted Tenpou would allow Konzen to kill him for thinking he’d molested Goku, he also doubted the man would be kind enough to simply explain matters.
“Apparently, you were making Kenren take off his pants.”
“Ah. Yes,” Tenpou replied as he appeared in the doorway, confirming all of Kenren’s fears. This was headed down a very bad road.
“And were you successful?” Konzen asked, and the ice hadn’t melted from his expression and it was still looking at him.
“Unfortunately he fell asleep before we could finish.,” Tenpou purred.
Goku had been looking between them for the entire conversation, and seemed a bit upset by that revelation. “You wouldn’t fall asleep before I finished, would you?”
“Of...course not,” Kenren croaked out, uncertain what the correct answer was.
“Good,” Goku said, then paused. “Big.”
(continued below)
Re: A second one. Oops. 2/3
on 2007-11-16 01:41 pm (UTC)“...Big?”
“Yes. The dice. Big. I’ll bet, uh, this,” Goku said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a very nice, gray, rock.
“Ah,” Kenren said, as it slowly dawned on him that Konzen had walked in before they’d called their bets on the last turn. He was still losing horribly. Worse than to Tenpou, actually. But he wasn’t about to give ANYONE his pants. He hadn’t given them to Tenpou and he damn well wasn’t given them to Goku. “1-on-1. My left boot.”
Goku looked hard at him. “3-on-2. I bet, uh, Konzen!”
Kenren turned a bit green, and an eye to Konzen. He needed out of this game now. Maybe Konzen would simply hit him, and not kill him. Or something. Winning Konzen, however, was not a good thing at all. It was a bad thing. A very bad thing. “I stay with 1-1, and raise my bet to,” he glanced around the room, gaze landing briefly on Tenpou, and then very quickly continuing on. He really had nothing left. He was going to lose his pants or win Konzen, and either way it was a bad deal. “I’ll bet my pants.”
The look on Goku’s face lit up, and he certainly wasn’t about to raise his bid. He placed his hand over the bowl, counted to three, and lifted.
6
3
3
Tenpou didn’t make a sound, but Kenren could swear he was laughing. Konzen was still standing there, twitching slightly.
Out his pants and a boot. Kenren sighed. “Good call, kid. You want payment now or later?”
“Ten-chan says you should never leave debts unsettled,” Goku replied firmly.
Oh, does he now? Kenren thought, reaching down to untie his boot and push it over to Goku. “We’ll have to go to my quarters for the pants.” Maybe, just maybe, he could get out of this gracefully. Or as gracefully as someone who had just lost their pants to a child in a game of dice could get out of something.
Goku looked at him hard. “Oh. It’s okay. Just give them to Tenpou. I won them for him, anyway.”
Kenren and Konzen both turned sharply to the general, who beneath his completely expressionless face seemed to be masking genuine confusion. “I’m flattered’
“You wanted them so badly last night, so...” Goku trailed off, and looked at Konzen.
“Can we go outside?”
“....”
“It’s boring in here. I’ve been sitting her for hours trying to win Kenren’s pants, and now I have. So I want to go outside. C’mon...” Goku stood up, grabbed Konzen’s hand, and was dragging him out the door, with nothing more than a quick wave goodbye.
“Well...” Kenren began, as the door shut behind them.
“You seem to owe me a pair of pants,” Tenpou said with a grin.
Kenren sighed, and then decided to make the most of it and grinned back. Somehow he doubted Tenpou was going to accept any other pair of pants than the one he was wearing. And, to be fair, he had fallen asleep last night
Re: A second one. Oops. 2/3
on 2007-11-16 10:49 pm (UTC)Re: A second one. Oops. 2/3
on 2007-11-19 01:21 am (UTC)I started laughing at that line and didn't stop until I got to the end. Excellent job.
Re: A second one. Oops. 2/3
on 2007-11-19 07:57 pm (UTC)Re: Re: A second one. Oops. 2/3
on 2007-11-20 06:28 am (UTC)...Even if it wasn't all that fun for him.
Re: Re: A second one. Oops. 2/3
on 2007-11-24 03:23 am (UTC)Re: A second one. Oops. 2/3
on 2007-11-23 08:37 am (UTC)