A/N--More Annie and Seth fun. This one focus's more on them. Thank the people who liked the other one for this one. It was great to see that I actually amuse people. Hope this one doesn't disappoint either.
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Trickles of sweat ran down Seth's face. He only had a few options, and none of them would get him many points. Annie had that smug look on her face that she always got when she knew she'd backed him into a corner. He looked her straight in the eyes, then let down at the floor. It seemed pointless.
The conflict had started late last night. He had only wanted to impress her. And yet here he was, being royally trounced. He grimaced at his own pun. Why did Annie have to be an undead princess? It eliminated so many turns of phrase, simply because they were all puns, however unintentional.
His concentration wavered as he tried to come up with a comeback. Why did she have to be so pretty? They were on oppisite sides right now, he didn't need the distraction. He groaned again at his own stupidity. Leave it to him to challenge the best debater in the world. She had to be the most intelligent person he knew; whatever possessed him?
He knew the fact that it was going to be noon soon was clouding his thoughts. He had wanted to give up and go to bed, but Annie had insisted he stay and finish it. At about 10 am, he had his pride to save. If he couldn't win against Annie this once, he knew he'd never recover. He'd never be able to look her in the eye again. And that would be sad, because he loved the color of her eyes...
He shook himself. He couldn't be distracted. Annie was getting impatient to see what he would come up with. She was glaring at him, with a look that said, "you're wasting my time." She was drumming her fingers on her desk. Just because she could come up with things off the top of her head, didn't mean he could. She thought trading the property had been a good move--he didn't agree.
So here they sat, and he couldn't come up with any more reasons to do it. Jail would be better than the situation he was in right now. Yes, he could go for jail. No bills or anything to pay. Speaking of which, he thought "sweetheart" status would get him free room and board. It made sense, after all. But nooooo, that heartless woman charged him as much as she possibly could, and the rent just kept going up. As if he was made out of money.
"Come on, Seth. Let's finish this. I don't have all day."
"And I do?" he asked tartly. He went back to studying his options. He could call it quits right now, and his pride would be shattered. He could continue on and rough it out with her, and she'd probably win, once more shattering his pride. He didn't see any good end to this.
"Well, its not my fault you can't refute my reasons. You started this, after all."
"Don't remind me," he mumbled.
"You could just admit I'm right and be done with it," she purred, leaning foward slightly. Seth inwardly groaned. She was trying to make him lose focus. "Come on, sweet. It's not rocket science. I'm right, just admit it and go with it. Then we can finish up here and you can go to bed. How does that sound, huh?"
"That may work with the council members, but it's not going to work with me. I'm not a lecher like they are, you can't turn your-ah- body against me when I'm trying to think."
She leaned back in her chair, a slight frown on her face. "Suit yourself."
He tried to weigh the pros and cons of the situation. The property gave him some small income, and it was really all he had left. He didn't want to give it up. But on the other hand, with the exhorbatant amount of rent that Annie was charging him, he could really use the money. What to do, what to do? Either way, the money was going to end up in Annie's pocket. He loved her, but this was getting rediculous.
Annie sighed, " Seth, that old property isn't doing you any good. Sell it already! You know I'm right. Why do you have to be so difficult?"
"And what if I don't want to sell?" He challenged.
"Then you may have a problem soon enough. I might even cut your rent in half, if you do it."
Seth put his head in his hands. There she went, giving him such a tempting offer. When it came down to it, everything was money. And thats one thing Annie had plenty off, and he had practically none at all. It didn't help that she was so shrewd; she could get money out anyone.
He soon collapsed under the pressure. "Fine," he said in resignation ,"I'll sell."
He moved, and then a horrified look crossed his face.
"Oh my, you seem to owe me," Annie gloated. "Money you don't have, no less." An evil grin spread across her face. " Looks like I win. And you just wasted precious hours you could have been sleeping."
Seth made a note to never play Monopoly against Annie ever again.
A/N: I saved the disclamer for last so I didn't give anything away. So here it is- I don't own Monopoly, or Hellsing. And our lovely Annie and Seth belong to DuchessRaven.
