Title: Where'd You Get The Pink Fifties!?

Author: The Classic Chic

Pairings: mentionings of CodyxOC, but none really.

Summary: Poor Ken didn't know what he was getting into when Becky offered up a game of Monopoly.

A/N: Inspired by Dane Cook!


It was one of those late night competitions that both of the Anderson siblings had when they were bored as hell. Or, had nothing better to actually do with their lives. This night, Becky had the oppritunity to chose the game. And it was Monopoly.

Ken scanned the board with his emerald eyes. He was getting frustrated because he didn't know where to move. It was getting to him, because he was the one winning for a while, until Becky steam-rolled right over him.

And to add to his frustration, the bleach blonde was extremely tired. Well, after all, it was four in the morning. The two haven't been to bed yet at all. Becky's boyfriend Cody was sleeping in their room, and well, Ken's dog Austin was in his room. Ken usually didn't stay up this late. Though Becky was used to it. She was nocturnal. But the both of them, being Irish and stubborn as hell; wouldn't give up.

Until Ken finally snapped and threw down his items. "Fuck this game! It's four in the morning, Becky, YOU WIN!"

Smirking, Becky didn't falter. Her cockiness was obviously showing. She didn't say anything and let her brother rant.

"I'm tired of this game, it sucks! And where'd you get the pink fifties, you cheating whore?!" Ken demanded.

Woken up by his screaming, Cody came out of the bedroom, walking numbly out in the living room.

"What the fuck, Ken? Why are you being this loud?" Cody complained.

"Fuck you, Cody! Becky here, is a cheating whore!" he pointed his finger at her, angrily. He stormed off into his room, grumbling to himself.

"What the hell is his problem?" Cody asked his girlfriend.

"He lost and he didn't like it."