Malik couldn't believe what was happening.
"Four"
As he laid down another card into the messy pile in front of him looking similar to a rainbow, he could feel holes being burned into his temple and forehead. He had just put down a yellow card with the same number as the last one and doing this, he knew he would get hostile looks from the man beside him for changing the colors on the pile.
"Three."
He flinched as he saw another hand throw a colorful card into the deck which had the word 'Reverse' on it. He looked up and glared, seeing a smug smile on scared lips.

"Dammit." He whispered then looking back to his own hand, contemplating on which card to put in.

"Two"

As he ignored the voice that pressured him more, he chosen the 'wild (draw four)' card and quickly threw it in, then folding his arms.

"Uno." Malik smiled as he then heard a groan of desperation and anger, then smirked as Altair reached out before him taking four cards from the second deck and shoving it with his own.

Perfect. Finally, the time is right, now all he had to do was-

"I WON!"

Without warning, Kadar slammed his last card down, jumped up from the plastic table and knocked Malik, Altair and all the Uno cards off the table and unto the floor. For the fourth time.

"NO." Altair bellowed as he scrambled up from the ground, "Rematch. Two out of three."

"Then it would be the fifth time we played Uno Altair," Kadar replied then changed into a bragging tone, "And it would the fifth time you and Malik lost to me."

As if a punch had been thrown, the two began their argument to the death.

Malik rolled his eyes as he watched the two boys bicker in enjoyment from the floor.

Idiots.