For those of you who haven't realized it yet, this fic will be based on the movie Rat Race. If you haven't seen it, I suggest you go check it out, cause it's really funny and I borrow A LOT of things form that movie.

Meet The Racers

Las Vegas, Sin City, the place where what happens there stays there; hopefully you get my point by now because I've run out of names. Anyways at the center of gambling central is the famous, the glamorous, the overly priced Wawanakwa Hotel, run by, who else, Chris Maclean. For some, it's just another casino with the same gambling equipment, buffets and show girls. But for a lucky (or unlucky) few, it's the starting point of a chance of a lifetime.

Trent and Gwen Hanningan

As Trent and Gwen made their way towards the reception table, both looked around and started to wonder how on earth they managed to book the place. As a local cafe musician and an artist respectively, both did not make a lot of cash.

"See? I told you we had enough in our savings to get here. And who knows, maybe I might get discovered here and we'll get rich." Trent joked as the line-up in front of them dwindled and they found themselves in front of a professional looking woman.

"Alright, here's your key, Room 2231."

"Thank you, Miss...?"

"Please, just call my Leshawna, everyone here does, and would you two be interested in moving up to a honeymoon suite?

"Oh no, I don't think we can afford it."

"That's too bad, I'll get a bellhop to help you with you're luggage. Please enjoy your stay at the Wawanakwa Hotel and Casino."

"Thanks, we will," Gwen commented and the two lovebirds were off to check out their room.

Cody Fargo and DJ Morris

Up one floor from the reception were two guys, the skinny brown-haired Cody and the muscular Jamaican DJ. Upon first meeting, one could easily tell who was the brain and who was the brawns of the duo.

Cody walked to the edge of the top stair and, after making sure no one was looking, carefully placed a glass at the top flight of stairs, "Okay, so here we go, you," he said, pointing at DJ (as if that wasn't obvious), "slip on the glass, let gravity do its thing, and then we get away with lots of money after we sue the hotel for negligence or something like that."



DJ looked down towards the bottom of the red carpeted stairs, looking down from the balcony it didn't seem that high, but now..., "Wait, why do I have to be the victim here?"

"Because," started Cody, looking like he's explained it before a few times, "I admit, that I am a bit on the wimpy side, so if someone like you were to fall, than that proves that the place is dangerous. Besides, how else are we going to get money here? Huh?"

"Uh, we gamble?" stated DJ in a slightly annoyed tone, "I mean we are in a hotel-casino..."

"Sure, if you want to think inside the box..." started Cody, unbeknownst to the two a woman was walking near the stair and the next thing they saw was some lady rolling down to the bottom of the stairs.

"Oh my God, what happened?" asked a shocked person at the bottom of the stairs.

"She must have slipped on a glass carelessly left by one of the workers."

"She should really sue this hotel for a lot of money."

At the top of the stairs Cody merely pointed down with an "I told you so" look on his face.

Geoff Murdock

If there was one thing Geoff could do, it was partying, and right now he was in full party-swinging mode.

"Hey! Geoff, glad you could make it to my bachelor party. It wouldn't have been fun without you!" Joey, his best friend commented as people started to disperse out of the party room. They had been up all night, and some of the more normal people headed to their rooms to catch a few zzs.

"Thanks man, sorry I can't stay for the wedding but you know my work. There's a lot of parties that need catering and planning and someone has to oversee everything. Got a plane ride back at eleven today so I can't miss it."

"Too bad bro, we'll send you a tape of it. But still, it's just eight o'clock right now, why not stay behind a little while to test your luck huh? You haven't even touched a slot machine yet."

A serious face grew on Geoff, "you can't be serious right? Joey, I just managed to pay off my last debts from bets. Plus my counsellor didn't want me to even come here in the first place since I'm still recovering from my gambling addition. My ex-girlfriend dumped me because of that, and I almost lost my business so I am not going to go down that road again."

"Alright dude. Sorry, just forget about it."

"Thanks man, say hi to Amy for me."

Owen Harding

Owen was depressed, and whenever he was depressed he ate more than usual, and at 296 pounds he usually at a lot to begin with. As Owen took his overly filled plate to a table at the gold painted brightly lit all-you –can eat buffet, the bartender working besides him glanced at him for moment.

"You seem so familiar..."

"No I don't!" shouted Owen nervously, "I must have one of those really common faces."

"Really, huh? Cause I can't help but feel I've seen you before somewhere. Oh well..." as the bartender walked away to serve someone, Owen sighed a breath of relief, and his attentions turned to the big screen TV located in front of the lovely and realistic wall painting of a Venetian villa. His expression turned sour however, as he realized what was playing.

"And welcome back to sports news on KTQY morning news at eight. Now it's time for our sports bonehead of the week. Who can forget one of the biggest mistakes ever made in football history? Yep it's no surprise that Owen Harding is our bonehead of the week. Water boy to the LA Avengers, Owen accidentally shoved and thus broke star quarterback, Lance Wiggum's leg, all in the process of just getting a hot dog! Not only did it cost the Avengers their ticket to the playoff but also cost a lot of betters a lot of money. Wouldn't want to be Owen right now, let's watch the clip!"

But by then Owen had already left, carrying his enormous plate of food with him

Katie Findley and Sadie Harvey

"Eee! Katie! It's so good to see you I've missed you sooooo much!" Sadie said as she hugged her BFFFL (Best Female Friend For Life) amidst the red leather chairs and mahogany table of the red-carpeted lounge.

"I know, we barely have time to hang out since that news station hired me as an anchor."

"Yeah, But I watched your segment every night! I loved the segment with the little puppy that one time. It was soo cute!"

"Totally cute. This is going to be a great vacation ever!" With that the two bounded towards the casino, much to the relief of the people around them who were trying to relax and read.

Beth Birkins

Beth sat by bar table, drinking and staring intently on any thing one might call talent. That was about the only thing you really do when you're a talent scout for casino and hotels. It had been a 

slow week, even for Beth, one of the more well-known talent scouts, things had been going downhill ever since Siegfried and Roy cancelled on her she needed to find another act and fast. So far it was no such luck, unless you call a guy who can balance a knife on his head while having a spoon hanging from his nose entertaining. Beth sat, sulking slightly when her cell phone began to ring.

"Hello, yes Jen, I'm working on it right now...at the Maclean Hotel and Casino...yes I know I'm at a rival hotel! ...tell Mr. Wynman that I'll have his act ready soon," she quickly and gladly hung up and muttered under her breath, Dad was right, should've stuck with singing; the day I get rich, I'll quit this stinking job!" With that she downed the rest of her iced tea and headed off to the slot machine.

The Slots

Trent was walking along the casino after dropping his bags at his room. His wife wanted to rest a bit so he was exploring the place alone. Finally he ended up in the somewhat noisy, brightly lit casino section. Trent walked pass the roulette tables and card games and decided to try a few rounds of the slots since he wasn't a high roller (plus Gwen would kill him if she found out he wasted all their money.) Sitting down he inserted the coin and pulled, almost instantly he heard a small clatter. Realizing he won he reached in to pull out his winnings contently but all he got was a small gold coin.

"What the... "See guest services for prize." I wonder..." Trent pocketed the coin and headed to exactly there.

Meanwhile, as Trent left he passed by DJ and Cody, both of whom were playing a whole row of slots at once (Cody thought it would increase the probability of winning.) However, they didn't seem to have much luck until-

"Hey I think we won something," DJ said as he pointed to one of the machines. Cody reached in a pulled out a gold coin.

"See I told you my theory works, wait a minute, this isn't real money..."

Geoff was briskly walking towards the entrance of the hotel, bag in hand and the sunny clear weather of LA just a few feet away. As he walked he passed a few slot machines and out of pure habit, stopped to look at it.

After a moment Geoff quickly said out loud, "what am I doing! I shouldn't even be near this place, my counsellor will be so mad. Still...one round wouldn't be so bad. He did say I was recovering really quickly," finally he made up his mind and after rummaging his pocket for some loose change he inserted and pulled the lever down. Then before he saw the results he started to walk away, "there, that wasn't so bad..." Geoff suddenly heard a clatter from the slot machine and quickly went back to find a gold coin...



Owen was at the moment showing off his multitasking skills. Not only was he finished off his apple cobbler, drinking a can of pop and playing the slots at the same time, but he was also avoiding eye contact with anyone who might recognise him. Suddenly he was snapped out of his worrying after he heard a noise coming from the machine. He looked in and found a single shining gold coin...

"Ohh, look Sadie! I won!" screamed Katie excitedly as she reached in to get her prize.

"You are so lucky Katie! Hey, what's that?" she pointed at the gold coin that was now in Katie's fingers...

Beth was gambling away like there was no tomorrow, feeling a bit disgruntled she kept filling the slot machine and pulling the handle. Finally she stopped when she heard a small sound of a coin. She looked down, pulled out a gold coin and after reading it said happily, "well, seems like my luck is changing. With that she headed towards guest services...

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Finally! I am done the first chapter! Sorry if it seemed a bit slow there, but this is the first chapter and I have to get everything set up. There'll be more I am currently working on this, TDISP and the end of TDM. But it might be a while, school's been real tough on me, I just did three group reports and now I have a socials studies individual report on Native Americans of Canada!

Read and review please!