🂡Casino🂡

🂡Chapter 1🂡

"YOU DID WHAT?!" The shout of Eret was loud to say the least.
"I got a job at the casino," I sigh, "is it that hard to comprehend?"
"Apparently!" They fell back onto the couch sighing.
"It's just the casino, how bad could that be?"
"Quackity, that's what." Eret groans as Niki bursts through the door to the side tower room.
"I heard something happened!"
"Y/N joined Las Nevadas!"
"I did not! I've just got a job at the casino!" I flop down next to Eret sighing. Niki rolls her eyes and sits down in between me and Eret.
"You two are chaos," she smiles. She brushes a strand of h/c out of my face.
"Now then, shall we explain this in a calmer manner?"
"I guess," Eret sighs.
"Alright, I think we should hear Y/N's side of the story first. Y/N care to explain?"
"Alright, just let me think for a second."

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A few hours earlier. I was wandering through the thick dark wood forest looking for toadstools. I was running a little low on food and had a craving for toadstool stew so I decided to make a stew to share with my friends. I had my little wicker basket, although it had more flowers than toadstools. I straighten out a crease in my f/c vest. I brush some stray leaves out of my medium length braided hair. As I continue walking through the dark forest I heard the low groan of a zombie. I draw out my shiny netherite sword and gently place my basket under a tree. The groaning grows louder as I put my back to the tree. As I look around the sound of one zombie multiplies to around 6 zombies.
"What the heck," I mutter as I pull out my shield. As the groaning grows nearer a shiver is sent down my spine.
"This is just like all of those other times you've fought zombies," I reassure myself. As the first couple of zombies finally dawdle into view I ready my stance. Their putrid green and rotting skin is at the point of falling off. Rags were all that was left of their clothing. As they stumble forward I raise my sword. Slash! One zombie down. After killing a couple more zombies I spot the final few. One has an iron chestplate and sword, another is fully equipped with gold armour, the last one is armour less but has an enchanted iron sword, they look particularly dangerous. As I step back to get myself in a better position the zombie in the iron chestplate reaches me and throws its hands at me trying to get a hold of me. I lash out with my sword, sending it back a few paces. The zombie in gold joins forces with the other, they womble forward. As I get distracted by the two in front of me, the one with the enchanted iron sword manages to get a hit from the side. A large gash runs down my cheek and my health goes down a couple hearts.
"Shit!" It raises the sword to get another hit which I parry. The zombie in gold steps forward and I deal the finishing blow. The zombie in the chestplate gets a blow in my side. A large cut down the side of my stomach. Blood drips slowly.
"Fuck!" I stumble back, falling slightly against the tree, my sword slipping from my grip.
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I groan in pain. A bolt whistles through the air hitting the zombie in the chestplate. It lands to the ground with a gentle thud and evaporates leaving only XP and some rotting flesh. Suddenly Sam runs forward slashing the other zombie across the face. It falls to the ground and evaporates.
"Are you ok?" Calls another voice. Quackity steps out from the shadows as he puts his crossbow away.
"I-i'm fine. Just a little sore." I wince in pain as I try to stand up straight.
"You shouldn't walk like that Y/N," Sam sheaths his sword and kneels down next to me.
"We can take you back to Las Nevadas," Quackity smiles, "we'll have proper supplies there."
"Sounds like I plan." I begin to draw myself into a standing position only to fall forward only for Sam to catch me.
"You aren't going to walk like this Y/N '' Sam sighs. "Quackity you take the basket will you." Quackity walks over carelessly grabbing my basket. Sam reaches down and picks me up.
"Hey!" I say. "I can walk you know!"
"You've clearly proven you can't."
"Hmph."
The walk back to Las Nevadas was short and painful. Even with Sam being as careful as he could we would still occasionally reach bumps along the way which would agitate my wound.
Las Nevadas was huge! The welcoming gates were white with gold details and the place was full of modern skyscrapers and buildings. I was taken into the big main building. The unopened Casino. We went up a couple flights of stairs to Quackity's office. Sam lay me down on a rose red couch. The room was rather plain. Quackity's desk lay to the back of the middle of the room. It was made from dark oak and was littered in papers and files. The floor was a soft grey. Sam reaches for the light switch back towards the door. The lights flick on in an instance. Quackity went behind his desk and pulled out a first aid kit.
"Sam, can you run down and grab a couple health potions?"
"On it." Sam went quickly from the room. Quackity knelt down next to me and pulled out a couple bandages. He also pulls out a bowl of warm water and a cloth.
"I'm going to need you to stay still." Quackity starts to clean the wound. A small stinging pain shot through but went away fairly quickly. Once the wound was clean Quackity wrapped it up and placed a plaster on the cut across my cheek.
"Back" Sam walked back in with a couple health potions. Sam hands me one and stands to attention next to the couch.
"Thank you Sam." As I chug the potion a warm sensation goes down my throat and vanishes only to reappear at my wounds as the healing process is sped up. I finish the potion and Quackity takes the bottle handing it back to Sam.
"Thank you for your assistance Sam, you may take your leave" Sam nods, gives a deep bow and leaves the room. Quackity sits down next to me on the couch.
"Are you doing ok?"
"Yea. Thanks Quackity"
"Your welcome" We go awkwardly silent as I shift my position to a more comfortable one.
"You've got a fine establishment here"
"Thanks Y/N" Quackity smiles. He looks at me for a second before saying, "say you could work here if you wanted."
"Huh?" I tilt my head slightly to the side in confusion.
"Downstairs in the casino" Quackity smiles. "This place isn't going to run itself." I think for a minute. He and Sam did just save my life. Working here could be a way to pay them back for that. What could go wrong?
"I'd love to work here" Quackity's face lights up. "Really?"
"Yea" I smile. "You and Sam just saved my life, it's the least I can do" Quackity lies back and smiles.
"Do we want to discuss details now or later?" Quackity gets up and sits down at his desk leafing through the papers.
"Now could work"
"Alright, let's get to it then"

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"Sounds reasonable to me" Niki smiles leaning her head on Eret's shoulder in a tired sort of way.
"But it's Quackity!" Eret sighs. "He's as shifty as they get"
"He and Sam saved my life Eret"
"I don't trust him"
"You don't have to '' Niki butts in. "If Y/N wants to work for Quackity it's not our place to stop them." Eret sighs.
"Fine, but if he pulls any shit I swear to god" I giggle and reach over to pat Eret's head.
"I'm glad that has been settled" Niki sighs, closing her eyes.
"Wanna watch a movie?" Eret says as he brushes some hair out of Niki's face.
"Heck yea!" I smile as I jump up. "What movie are we thinking?"
"Anything," Eret smiles.
"Nothing scary, I hope to fall asleep during this" Niki smiles as she gets up to go and grab some spare blankets and pillows.
"I'll grab the snacks" Eret vanishes off downstairs to the palace kitchens.
A few minutes later we're all snuggled up together as the movie (Insert Movie Name Here) started playing. Perfect evening for a movie.

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