Sorry again. Deadlines are coming in this Friday, so hopefully I'll be returning to regular updates on Saturday soon, though things might still be busy this week.
Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia.
MonaMac: The Gamble
Macau looked at the cards in his hand, before glancing up at the nation across from him. She was the only one that he truly considered an equal when it came to cards. The other nations all had tells, but Monaco could keep a poker face just as good as Macau.
"Why don't we make this interesting?" Macau asked. "If I win, you have to wear a cheongsam for a month."
He could only imagine how Monaco would look if she wore a cheongsam. He figured that she would be beautiful. Well, he thought she always looked beautiful, but there was just something about the mental image of her wearing a cheongsam that appealed to him.
"Alright," Monaco said. "And if I win, you cook all my meals for a month."
Macau smirked, before he revealed his hand.
"Full house," he said.
"Not bad," Monaco said, before revealing her hand. "But not good enough. Royal flush."
Macau groaned.
…
It was already the fifteenth day of the month and Macau was working on dinner. He looked over when he heard Monaco clear her throat at the kitchen's entrance, and he almost dropped the knife in his hand.
"I figured I could do this at least once," Monaco said.
Monaco was wearing a dark pink cheongsam with her hair tied in a bun. She looked even better than Macau imagined.
I do not play poker, and had to look up a chart to see which hands are the best. So if they're wrong, I'm sorry.