Chapter Eight
President Scott
Michael
"So I'm officially President of the United States of America. Nothing special, right?" He tried to hold a straight face but a huge smile erupted on his face.
Andy
"Okay, instant replay: Creed ended his turn after doing nothing. Jim went, took Michael out of South America and reclaimed the whole continent for himself. Then, to everyone's surprise, he attacked Kevin in Africa using the Middle East- and Asian territory.. He won, and Kevin didn't fight him back on his turn. That was also surprising. Dwight came in at some point, and Jim made some strange joke about drugs that no one got. Then Michael went and got Eastern United States using Western United States. So yes, he actually is President Scott."
Michael reclined in his chair with an immensely satisfied face. "Well, this world is suddenly much better. My reign-"
"-term," Jim said under his breath.
"-is going to be glorious. I'll fix up the economy with my business expertise, create Scott Care, universal medical insurance with no money from the taxpayer-"
"Where are you going to get the money from?" Jim interrupted.
"Mm-" Michael said as his eyes turned to the side. "The doctor's paychecks."
"You realize you'd have a rebellion on your hands," Jim said.
"Then I'd send the army to steal money from impoverished nations that can't fight back."
"That's a much more reasonable idea," Jim said.
"The UN wouldn't allow it," Dwight said.
"Really?" Michael asked. "What do they care?"
"Yeah, the UN has always discouraged human rights," Jim said sarcastically.
"For your information, Jim, the UN is a peace-keeping force," Dwight said, sounding very offended. He turned his attention back to Michael. "You'd probably get impeached too, and then put on trial for crimes against humanity. Or-"
"Okay, you know what?" Michael said waving a hand and leaning forward. "You're wrong. Because I'm the president. And I control the UN."
"Do you know what the president actually does?" Jim asked.
"Okay, I'm ending my turn, is that okay with everyone?" Michael asked defensively.
"No one was stopping you from ending your turn," Jim said as Michael reached forward and took a card.
He looked at the card and his determined frown became a grin. "This is such a great game, isn't it Jim?" he asked quickly.
Jim looked at the board for a second. He had an entire continent, and was about to get Africa fairly easily. "Yes."
"Okay, my turn," Erin said. She quickly put her three troops on Northern Europe. "I'm going to attack Great Britain with Northern Europe."
"Oh, it is so on," Andy said, a big smile on his face. "My Brits can fight!"
"We'll see about that, Andrew Bernard," Erin teased. She rolled three red dice into the box.
"C'mon, Churchill," Andy said as he threw his dice in.
Erin looked at the dice with narrowed eyebrows. "What does that mean?"
"You win...twice," Andy said reluctantly.
"Yes!" Erin said as she took two of Andy's pieces off of Great Britain and handed them to him. "Europe will be mine."
"You may have won the battle, little lady, but the war is far from over."
Andy
"Erin and I hold all of the territories and Europe. Europe is sort've a big deal. It's five bonus armies a turn, and just an all around great continent. Do I care who gets it? No. Actually, I hope she does."
Erin took over Great Britain and ended her turn.
Dwight took three troops and put them on Scott Land. (Dwight took Malone Land and Scott Land on his last turn). "I'm attacking Hannon Land from Scott Land."
Dwight rolled the red dice. Erin, who was texting, didn't notice.
"Hannon, roll!" Dwight ordered.
Erin jumped a bit in her chair and looked at the box. "Oh, sorry, I just-" she rolled and got out of her seat and walked toward the kitchen.
"Ha! I win. Hannon Land is mine," Dwight declared. "Bernard Land's next."
"Just wait a second, alright Dwight?" Andy asked. "Go for Bratton Land or something."
Andy got out of his chair and walk to the kitchen. When he walked in Erin was already looking at him, her brown eyes strained and desperate.
"What is it?" he asked.
"It's Gabe," she said. "We were arguing again, and I said something I shouldn't've said, and now he said he's coming over here to get me."
"You're kidding," Andy said incredulously. "Well, you can tell him he's not allowed to come into my house."
"I can't," Erin said. She lowered her head and stared at the floor. "I don't want you to get involved."
"Do you want to go with him?" Andy asked.
Erin looked back up at Andy with a surprised face. "No, no, but I- I don't think I can say no to him. And I don't want to embarrass him, or me."
Andy opened his mouth to say something, but closed it and exhaled through his nose instead.
"I should be able to do what I want, right?" Erin asked warily.
"Of course," Andy said, his voice a bit too loud with encouragement.
"He can't make me leave, right?" A little more confidence.
"Not if you don't let him." Reassuring.
"Okay," Erin said brightly, looking at Andy. "And you think I'm doing the right thing?"
"I know you're doing the right thing." Andy nodded.
"Thanks a lot," Erin said.
They looked into each other's glowing eyes. Their breaths slowed down. Andy took a step closer. They were inches from each other.
"BERNARD! You're summoned."
Andy closed his eyes, gathering patience, and then opened them with a smile. "I guess Dwight already took over Bratton Land."
Andy walked back into the game room, leaving Erin alone.
"Roll," Dwight ordered, gesturing to the box where he already rolled three red dice.
Andy picked up the white dice from the table and rolled them. He won one and lost one.
"Again," Dwight said tonelessly. The two rolled again. One and one again.
"Again."
They rolled again. Dwight conquered Bernard Land.
"Yes," Dwight said triumphantly as he moved two troops in. "The moon is mine!"
Dwight
"Everything points to the moon being better than Jim's precious South America. The moon is worth four bonus troops, South America is worth two. The moon has seven territories, South America has four. The moon was created by Dwight K. Schrute, South America was created by God," he paused and muttered to himself, "...wait, that doesn't make sense..." He re-started his train of thought. "Besides, space has Darth Vader, Buzz Lightyear, and those aliens from that one movie. Name me one famous person from South America." He gave the camera a challenging look.
Next Chapter: Gabe crashes the game night to get Erin, and three players emerge as world powers.
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