Minutes after Clyde and Audrey, or 'Martin' and 'Osana' ran out of the casino, Pablo and Bernie stepped in. Of course, the short nerd with round glasses noticed that something was off.
"Wonder what happened here?" he stated, realizing there was commotion at the casino a few minutes before.
"Eh, I don't know. Someone probably got mad, when they needed to GET LUCKY!" the blonde man said, making a very corny joke.
The short nerd shook his head, which is a majority of what he did when listening to Pablo's incoherent blabber.
"So, why are we here?" he asked, prepared to write another outlandish story for his 'boss'.
"I'm glad you asked, Bernie Boy. But, in order to share a good story, we must re-enact it."
The short nerd gave a look of confusion. What was he on about?
The tan man then told the short nerd to follow him. They went through the casino floor and made their way to the very back. They were going to the high stakes room.
He knocked on the door. A man slid open one of those door-compartments, where you could only see the person's eyes.
"Password?" a gruff sounding man said.
"Hail to the queen." Pablo said, not even giving it a thought. For once, he didn't need to think to speak. It was as if he knew the password on the fly. This caught Bernie by surprise.
They went in and saw a large table with poker cards laid out, nice and neat. They also saw 3 people sitting. On the left was a woman with brown hair, wearing a black sequin dress, and long white gloves. On the right was a guy. Wait, he wasn't just a guy, he was a CLOWN. Green hair, red nose, white face, and wore a white shirt, polka dotted tie, and red pants.
But, sitting straight across was someone Pablo knew. She was a woman with purple hair, black dress with red belt and red gloves. She recognized him on the spot.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't Pablano Gill, my ex-boyfriend. How are you doing?" she said. Her tone sounded kind of like a valley-girl, as well as an extreme amount of narcissism. Like, worse than Audrey.
He chuckled in an awkward tone. "H-Hi, Shannon. Long time, no see. Hi, Nadia."
The Russian MILF looked at him with disgust. The clown just sat there, looking at the wall.
"Wait, you know her?" Bernie asked.
"Yes. Me and her dated a few years ago, which is exactly why I came in here. I'm going to share the story of the time we had a rather... seductive game of poker."
The purple-haired girl grinned, as if she knew this story. She also knew that Pablo was always a liar or would over-exaggerate stories.
He sat down, ready to pretend he was actually playing with Shannon and the two others. Bernie stood next to him, prepared to write some stuff down.
"Bernie, you're gonna want to pay attention to this one. It's pretty juicy."
FLASHBACK TO THAT DAY
"Okay, Queen. What are the stakes?" a slightly- younger Pablo said. He was around 25-years old at this time.
"What do ya got?" Shannon said, who was 22 at the time.
"Uh... Not much. How about: If I win, you have to have sex with me. If I lose, I'll strip down let you have my expensive clothes."
She grinned. Even though money wasn't exactly on the line, she could use an expensive pair of clothes like that.
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The Fairy & The Sociopath
FanfictieClyde has always preferred to stay isolated from most people. All that changed when a certain love fairy came into his life. But something's off about Kyu's newest client. What dark secrets does he have? Meanwhile, Pablo is trying to write a story f...
