Title: Gambling For Grenades

By: Emerald Padparadscha

Characters: Salvador, Zero

A/N: I found some old Borderlands 2 stuff I'd written last year. Short stuff, naturally, but I wanted to post it anyway.


Zero stood in the corner of the bar, watching with amusement while an inebriated Salvador lost thousands to the slots. A pile of guns he'd won were piled off to the side, practically discarded. The Number calculated that, even after selling every single one of them at the highest price Marcus would give, there was no chance the Truxican would get his money back.

It didn't seem like Salvador was playing for cash, guns, or eridium, anyway.

A texted LOL appeared when the slots rang up three psychos.

"C'mon!" The Gunzerker grabbed the grenade as it shot out, throwing it straight out the door of Moxxi's bar. An explosion and CL4P-TP's terrified scream was heard soon after.

Zero glanced out the door. "Your throw was too weak. It went too far to the right. Claptrap still functions."

"We'll see about that! Gimme something with some kick, amigo!" Salvador's grinned at the machine. He shoved more cash into the slot with one hand, throwing back the rest of his beer with the other.