Game at Hand

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The deck of cards sat between them on the table, dangerously low. Xigbar wasn't going to have many more options to finally unseat Luxord's winning streak. He eyed his cards nervously.

"Your move Xigbar." Luxord reclined in his chair, perfectly at ease, perfectly assured.

Smug bastard.

Xigbar took a deep breath, "got any fives?"

Luxord scanned his hand for a moment, smirked to himself, "go fish."

The dark haired Nobody sighed, pulling a card from the deck. He grinned, matching the seven he just pulled with the seven he had sitting in his hand.

It was only when he put it in his pairs pile that he realized his fatal flaw.

"You will pardon me, Xigbar, if I question where one of those sevens come from?" Luxord was leaning across the table now, eyes glinting dangerously, "As it was my last turn that I inquired after a seven. And you said no. And I went fishing."

One day, Xigbar would learn not to try and cheat against Luxord, no matter what the game. That day, however was not today.

A deal was a deal though, and Xigbar swallowed what remained of his pride to carry out his penalty.

It's kind of hard facing Saix in your underwear. "Number two, may I inquire what happened to your clothes?"

Xigbar sent a half hearted glare at Luxord. "Not really."

Saix handed him a slip of paper, his mission specs for the day. "Just know the Organization is not going to give you extra potions if you get a sunburn."

Recon in Agrabah. Just his luck.

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End Note: This drabble was written for a little drabble meme over at livejournal. I was given the characters and had to write something based on them. This was my first time writing either of them!