"Seven!"

"All right!"

Eugene couldn't help but join in with the little celebration as they yet again won several gold coins that would help them buy food for several weeks to come.

"Tons of gold for you!"

"Hey!"

"Tons of gold for me!"

"Hey!"

"Tons of gold for we!"

"HEY!"

Stopping in their victorious chant, Tulio, Miguel and Eugene all turned to look at the sailors that they'd… liberated the money from.

"One more roll!" The man growled, as Miguel plucked on the strings of his lute.

Tulio smirked, "Uh guys… you're broke! You've got nothin' to bet with!"

"Oh yeah? I got this!" The man pulled a scroll out of his belt and opened it up to reveal colourful illustrations, a dotted red line and a large red cross.

"A map!" Eugene cried out in excitement, rushing over as Miguel followed, the exact same look on his face.

Tulio was sceptical however, turning his nose up at the offered wager, "A map?"

"A map of the wonders of the New World."

Eugene and Miguel seemed to perk up even more, with Miguel snatching the map from the man's hands, muttering something about having a look as he pulled Tulio closer.

"Excuse us for one moment, please." Tulio apologised to the men, before he and his son also disappeared behind the map.

"Look!" Miguel hissed, "El Dorado… the city of gold. This could be our destiny, our fate!"

"Miguel, if I believed in fate, I wouldn't be playing with loaded dice."

Almost in unison, his partner and adoptive son widened their eyes and pouted, causing Tulio to groan in exasperation.

"Not with the face!"

Of course, this only made them change faces again and again and again.

"No, no, no, no, no!"

Suddenly, the map was yanked out of their grasp and Miguel yipped in surprise.

"I said, one more roll!" The sailor growled, "My map, against your cash."

Tulio glanced over at Miguel, who gave him a reassuring and encouraging smile. "Alright peewee…" Tulio rolled his eyes, dice clattering in his hands, "… You're on!"

Before he could throw the dice however, the sailor held up a hand to stop him. "Not with those! This time we use my dice."

Tulio hesitated, staring down at the dice in the mans' hands

"Got a problem with that?"

"No." It came out practically as a whimper, as he placed the dice back in his pocket, spinning around to his partner and son, running his finger along his throat and hissing, "I'm going to kill you."

Needless to say, their innocent looks didn't work

"Come on, baby…." Tulio muttered, as Miguel's guitar playing picked up speed, "… Papa needs that crappy map!" He glanced at Eugene, who was beaming up at him, before holding out the dice to him, "Here, blow on these."

Miguel's guitar playing picked up, until Tulio finally snapped

"Stop that!"

Everything fell silent.

"Show. Me. Seven!"

He threw the dice and everything fell silent. All eyes were focused on the dice, as they rolled across the ground. One landed on three as the other spun around on a corner…. Before landing on a four.

The crowd erupted into cheers, as Tulio finally pulled his hand from his face, and beamed at what he saw. "Seven!"

Miguel and Eugene whooped in glee, with Eugene crying out "Seven!" again and again and again!

As the sailor groaned and sunk down to his knees, Tulio dived forwards and shovelled the gold into his hands, throwing the map at Eugene, for him to carry. "There it is! Well, nice doing business with you- " He stopped, face paling as his dice rolled of his pocket, landing on the same sides that they had since the day began.

The sailor slammed his hand against the ground, trying to make them change.

Nothing.

He did it again.

Nothing.

"I knew it!" he growled, as Tulio snatched them from the ground "Your dice are loaded!"

Dramatic music didn't quite help the situation, as Tulio finally snapped at Miguel's guitar playing, grabbing the neck of the lute and pulling it away, handing it to Eugene as they fell into their well-perfected act.

"You gave me loaded dice?" Tulio began, pointing dramatically at Miguel, spinning around and bumping into an armoured soldier.

"He gave me loaded dice!" He exclaimed dramatically, "Guard, arrest him!"

Miguel instantly feigned outrage, "You dare to impugn my honour?! He was the one who was cheating! Arrest him!" He pushed Tulio back, "He tricked these sailors and took their money!"

"Oh? So now I'm the thief?"

"Yes!"

Tulio grabbed Miguel by the shoulder and spun him around, forcing him to look at his own reflection in the suit of armour. "Take a look in the mirror pal!"

Taking advantage of everyone's distraction, Eugene gathered up as much gold as he could, as well as the map, watching as his Dad spluttered in mock outrage.

"Oh, you better give them that money back, or I'll – En-garde!"

"En-garde yourself! I will give you the honour of a quick and painless death." The dagger Tulio borrowed from the guard was not intimidating at all, "But not with that! Ha! I prefer to fight fairly!"

After pulling out the correct sword, Tulio lunged at Miguel and their swords clashed in the middle.

"Well, any last words?"

"I will cut you to ribbons!"

"Fool!" The pair leapt apart, and Eugene fought to keep himself from laughing, shoving as much gold into his pocket as he made his way around to the side where he knew his parents were likely to end up after their fake fight.

When he finally made his way round there, he spotted his parents climbing over the fence, only for a bull to knock it down.

"RUN!" Tulio ordered him, as he and Miguel led the angry beast away.

And Eugene knew what his parents meant. Run AWAY from the situation… and instead, he ran after them.

Racing over the cobbled streets, jumping over the chaos that had been left behind, Eugene made his way to the docks, just in time to see his parents appear on the ledge of a building.

"Jump!" he called up to them, watching as Miguel turned to Tulio. Seconds later, the pair were jumping from the edge, landing perfectly in the open barrels of water.

"You lose!"

Eugene rushed over, ready to help them out, only to be pushed to one side by a couple of sailors who sealed the barrels shut with a lid.

This… was going to be a problem.

"What's happening here?" He heard his Papa call out, as the barrels were loaded onto the ship.

"We're both in barrels, that's the extent of my knowledge."

Watching as they were carried over his head, Eugene groaned in frustration. He needed to get onto that ship.