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King Dice x Devil

There was no surprise that Dice liked the Devil. He basically showed off every aspect that was lovable, and when the casino doors closed he was soft. Like a small child. Yes, Dice respected the Devil as his boss, but he wanted his relationship to be more than his lackey. But he knew the boss probably didn't return the same feelings. He played with his bow tie before walking out onto the casino floor. Many different species of people were there, each wearing something flashy or high class. He walked around encouraged some people, tricked others, but he would always be facing the devil. Then he came across a man, this man had cards hidden up his sleeve, Dice saw this and growled, "No cheating in the boss's Casino." "I-I'm not cheating." the man replied looking up in disgust at Dice. Die was about to retort when he felt the Devil place his hand on his shoulder,"If my man says your cheating your cheating," the man slid off his chair, stumbling back. Dice and The Devil were a force to reckon with on a bad day. The Devil patted Die's shoulder before dragging the man off into his office. Dice sighed, smiling lightly as he when back to his rounds. A little while later while Dice was convincing a man to bet more money he heard Boss call him. "King Dice, my office now." Dice looked up, where he was leaning against the doorframe that leads to his office. Butterflies filled his stomach as he walked through the crowded casino floor, once he reached the boss office he walked in hearing the soft click, the devil locked the door. He felt his knees getting weak so he leaned against the wall, "What did ya need boss?" He asked, watching him pace the room before he stopped and looked at Dice, "I wanna make a bet, and I know you love my bets Dicey." Dice loves the Devils bets along with that nickname he used, "What would I be getting myself into?" He asked watching as the devil walked towards him, "Nothing much, I've been watching a fellow eye you up for a while, tall and rather good looking. He's always here, and I'm betting the fellow will kiss ya by the time the Casino closes." As he finished his sentence he towered over King Dice, "And if he doesn't?" He asked looking up at the devil, "Their loss." King pondered this bet, not noticing how the Devil was lightly tapping his claws against the wall. "Guess it won't hurt, you got yourself a deal." He finally said shaking the Devils' hand, "Good get out there and look presentable." With that Dice was on on the casino floor again. Dice rubbed his face before putting in his casino smile and began walking around.

Devil POV:

Well, hot damn, he actually took the bet, now how was he gonna get Dice to kiss him. That was the real the question, he could blind him the kiss him, no that wouldn't be right. The Devil looked over at the wall clock, he cursed to himself, he had 30 minutes to get that kiss. An idea popped into his head, he smiled as he set up his plan. 15 minutes left, "Hey Dice, get over here, need yah help." He said leaning on the frame to a supply closet, Dice had his sleeves rolled up. He had been cleaning, he walked over. "What do ya need?" He asked, "Can't find the damn Windex, but I know it up there. Look for it." Dice smiled as he climbed the step stool, "It's not in-" Dice was cut off because the Devil kicked the stool from under him.

Narrator POV:

Dice fell right on him, faces colliding, but they both fell over. The Devil smiled devilishly while Dice had been blushing wildly. Dice pulled back, "Oh I-" "I win." This confused Dice, "What?" "The bet we made, I was right." Dice's face held confused while the Devil Roared with laughter. "Who else is tall and quite good looking and always here?" Dice felt stupid, he realized how the clues lead up to the devil, "You are a Snake." Dice said, causing the Devil to laugh again. But what caused the Devil to laugh even harder, was the fact Dice had just realized he had been straddling him for the past few minutes.

(732 Words...My shortest story yet in this book and others...Hm)