Gambit stole the disclaimer saying I don't own these characters at all.
Number 9: Play Cards Against Rogue
Remy sat at the street corner, a table set up with a stack of cards on the edge. He picked them up and started playing with them. A young boy walked up to him. "I'll play!"
Remy smiled. "Alright. Starting bet is one dollar." He put the dollar on the table, and the boy did so as well. Remy dealed the cards, expertly shuffled, and looked at his. With a sad expression plastered on his face, he also appeared to be deep in thought. The boy smiled and threw in two more dollars. Remy threw in two of his own, and the boy smiled. He dealed a five dollar into the pile, and the Cajun responded with a ten. It took only a few minutes for a pile of at least $50.00 sitting there.
The boy threw down his hand. "One pair, Jacks high!"
Remy frowned and dealed his hand. "One pair... Queens high!"
The boys jaw dropped and Remy collected the money. "But-but-but..." he stuttered.
Remy tutted, "No buts." The boy turned around and walked off, murmuring something about dirty Cajuns and Vegas. Looking around for another player, Remy looked down the road and spotted his cherie. He flashed her a smile and flicked the cards from one hand to the other.
"Hey Gambit. What'cha doing?"
A grin still plastered on his face, he said charmingly, "I'm playin' poker 'gainst anyone who thinks they can beat the Rajun' Cajun." Rogue tried to hold back her laughter unsuccessfully.
"I'll play ya."
His grin grew wider. "Excellent." He dealed out the cards, and Rogue peeked at hers.
"How 'bout this. We each bet all the money we have, winner gets it all?" Remy smiled increased until he could no longer stretch it any more. He pulled out a bag and dropped out about $200 onto the table. Rogue smirked and pulled out a wad of bills. She dropped them on the table, her gloved hand brushing his un-gloved hand. The wind blew, and the money flew off the table. In an attempt to rescue it, he got covered in mud but rescued his precious money. The Goth started laughing. "You look a rat that was just dragged out of a swamp! Hey, I like that nickname. Swamp Rat."
Remy threw his hand of cards down just as she finished the sentence. "Full house."
Rogue smirked once more and threw down her hand. "Royal flush."
Remy blinked in amazement as she collected the money. "What-how-?" he stuttered.
"I just got skills, Swamp Rat!" the X-Woman said and raced off to get to her Danger Room session.
