The L Boogie- So, here's a little light hearted fun read. It's a bit of an experiment, so bear with me. I've left the names out of this first chapter simply to let you all guess, but I doubt it'll be that hard. I'll write this as I go, and we'll see where it goes. I'll be playing a game of Monopoly with myself for research for this…so here's to ya! Oh, and with each chapter I'll provide just a bit of story to go along and lead up to the action. So…enjoy!
Legal Information- I don't own Naruto and I don't own Monopoly. That's not too hard to figure out. If you sue me, then all you'll get IS Monopoly money, and I don't even have much of that it seems.
Narupoly
Chapter 1: How Many Ninja's Does it Take to Play Monopoly?
" Someone tell me again…how the hell did I get drug into all of this?" asked a drawl voice of an irritated male Ninja.
" Quit being such a cry baby. It's better than having nothing to do. But I suppose that a guy who likes to watch the clouds all day can't be much more than boring." an aggressive and somewhat tenor female voice argued.
" Would the two of you knock it off? You sound like an old married couple…" interjected an older and commanding female voice.
" Hey guys, lets try not to fight…it's way to cramped in here to do this." said a higher pitched feminine voice.
" She's right. If you two start swinging, there'll be no room for any of us to get out of the way." observed a relaxed and seemingly distant male voice.
" Oh! Oh! How about I use my summoning Jutsu? I'm sure Boss Toad will help me out!" a third and more hyperactive male voice opinioned.
" First off, I'm certain he'd be rather upset with you summoning him here, into this elevator. Secondly…I really really doubt we'd survive, considering we'd all be crushed." reasoned the older female voice.
" But…" the young mans voice rang out, desperate to help.
" Look, let's all just be patient. I know…we're all stuck in this elevator over a hundred feet underground…but once the maintenance guys get finished, we'll all get to go home and stretch our legs some." reasoned the relaxed male, yet again.
A resounding sigh fell over the group as they all began to sit down.
" So…why was this in the shelter? Seems rather strange…" asked the youngest woman.
" Let's ask Mr. Smart guy over here who broke the elevator?" directed the more tenor woman's voice.
" Lay off. I told you that I don't do computers or machines. Whatever caused the elevator to shut off happened before you guys forced me to take a look at the control panel." argued the irritated male.
" Cry me a river…" mocked the tenor female.
" I wish I could…then maybe I could drown you in it." he retorted, slightly vehemently.
" Alright, I've had about enough of the both of you. Now either be nice, or I'll make you sit together." shouted the older woman's voice.
" Anyhow, as I was going to say…this whole shelter was dug out recently. The crew spent days at a time down here, so they probably brought it down so they had something to do when they weren't working. Otherwise…your guess is as good as mine."
It was a reasonable enough explanation for the group, and thus no one pressed on any further about it.
" Okay…Monopoly is up to six players and we have six here. So who wants which piece?" asked the relaxed male.
" I'm not playing." said the irritated male.
" Why not? Afraid to lose?" goaded the aggressive female.
" No. I just don't want to play. It's stupid and there's no challenge." the irritated male retorted.
" Your going to play, or I'm going to recommend you for the Jounin exam." shot the older female.
The irritated male quieted down to a low grumble, tucking his hands into his pockets and looking away, deciding to concede.
" Give me the Money Bag." commanded the older female voice.
" And I'll take the Horse and Rider." commented the younger female.
" I know which one I want! Gimmie the Battleship!" stated the hyperactive male.
" The Race Car for me." the aggressive woman spoke.
The relaxed ninja dug out all the pieces requested and handed them out, taking the top hat for himself.
" How about you?" he asked, turning to the sulking Shinobi to his left.
" Who cares…" he commented.
" Oh? Then give him the Shoe." suggested the tenor female, maliciously.
" I don't really want to know…but why the Shoe?" asked the irritated male.
" It's because your so boring." alluded the woman.
" Whatever. Just gimmie the damn Shoe." he commanded.
With an easy shrug, the older and far more relaxed ninja handed out the last piece, and then set up the board.
" Who wants to be bank?" he asked.
" Not me. Too troublesome." commented the irritated male.
" Ummm…I'll do it, if no one else wants to." the hyperactive male offered.
" No way. You'll screw up my money. Leave it to me." stated the older woman.
" What? You're terrible with money! You'll literally lose it all! How about you, sensei?" the younger male claimed.
" Oh me? No…not interested. I'm sure one of you ladies here would do a fine job…" the relaxed male suggested.
" Not that one. She'll cheat, I guarantee it." accused the irritated male.
" WHAT? What the hell makes you think that you big cry baby?" cried the aggressive woman, her face reddening from aggravation.
" Nothing makes me think you will. Experience let's me KNOW you will." the irritated Shinobi snarked.
As the two exchanged verbal barbs from across the board, the older woman stood up and grabbed each of them by the knap of the neck and threw them into each other, letting them topple over in an embarrassing and provocative fashion.
" That's it. If you two wanna fight, you'll sit next to each other instead of hissing and spitting from across the damn board. Jeez…" stated the older female with a voice full of irritation.
While the pair began working to separate themselves in the small space provided, the rest of the players delegated the remaining younger woman as Bank.
" Alright. So we got everything set up. Let's roll to see who goes first." said the young woman.
The older woman took the dice and proceeded to roll first.
" Damn it, only a 6?" she grumbled, wishing to argue with chance and probability.
The hyperactive male took the second roll.
" Alright! Double 5's!" he cheered.
Snatching the dice quickly, the younger woman rolled, hoping that the dice still had some luck in them.
" Oh wow. Looks like I rolled an 11." she stated politely, restraining herself from cheering for her good fortune.
The relaxed male took the dice and gave them a half hearted throw, not really concerned.
" Oh look. I rolled double 6's. Looks like I'll be going first." he spoke, almost as if he could see the future.
The remaining woman huffed, taking the dice seeing no way to capitalize on going first. With that, she gave the dice a strong roll with unimpressive results.
" A 5? That's it?" she growled as she very forcefully handed them over to the young man on her left.
He sighed and tossed the dice, in a very similar manner that the other man did. He, however had very opposite results.
" Snake eyes. Great…" he said, ever unenthusiastically.
The woman to his right turned and smacked him over the head.
" Your bad luck rubbed off on me!" she spat.
" You are my bad luck." he retorted, earning himself a second lump.
As they quarreled, the remaining 4 exchanged seats in order to the flow of the game. Once all the money had been handed out, it was time to play.