Author's note: Not quite sure about the outcome. It would be really nice if you could leave some criticism. For that, no profile is needed, you can also comment as a guest. And thank you for reading ^-^.
Headache. Dante's eyes burned like fire, he didn't want to open them, but the sunlight forced him to. Slightly he moved his eyelids just a bit, to instantly close them again. His head felt like it was punched 1,000 times and his brain fluids were switched with citron acid. Additionally, his spine felt like it was switched with the one from his dead friend on whose tomb he was sitting yesterday. "Ugh", a groan left Dante, while stretching. After that, he turned on his left side, wishing to turn off the sun. Again, he stretched his paws and felt something furry. "Good Morning sleeping beauty." He was greeted by a familiar voice. With half-shut eyelids, he looked at his counterpart. It was who he expected. A gold-teethed fox was staring at him with a malicious grin. On the other side, he looked quite wasted as well. "Ugh, …", Dante was holding his paw on his head, afraid it may fall off, "What … ugh", another sigh left him, "What exactly happened, … uhm … yesterday." With that, the fox got into a laughing fit, which hurt Dante's head quite much. "Dude, keep it down, damn." As a result, the fox took his paw to get the tear out of his eyes, which he got from the previous laughing fit. "Oh c'mon man, ya don't really expect me to not laugh at you for that, do ya? Man Dante ya really rocked that place, or should I say … Nathanael." Shortly after this statement, a groan left Dante. "No way man, you must be lying, Hehe." The fox stood up and stretched his back, then he looked at the Dalmatian. "Hehe, you should have seen yourself, fucking that entire place up. You even earned the respect of the Duke…" Dante jumped up and interrupted the fox, "What the hell are you even talking about." It didn't take long for him to realize that fast movement was a terrible mistake. His paw went back to his head and he closed his eyes for another time. "Ugh", another groan came out off Dante, "I have like no idea what you're talking about, or how I even got … here." The Dalmatian's eyes wandered all over the green grass landscape of the park. The sun was fairly high already. Probably midday. Then again, the fox sat next to his Emo counterpart. "Well, what can you remember?", the fox laid his paw on Dante's shoulder. "Dude, like I dunno. I … in the park and then I guess I went to the cemetery to smoke or something. And then, you were there. Oh yeah, we ran to a weird place, right?" Again, the fox laughed from what the Dalmatian had to say, "Hehe, yeah, guess ya could call it that. Remember yesterday they were your friends, but today they must be crooks, thieves and scum." The dog rubbed his eyes and left a yawn, "They didn't seem so friendly to me when I was on the table with them." All of a sudden the Dalmatian got stressed out and his paw reached out to his neck to search for his collar. Thank dog, it was still there. Being relieved he laid down again, just to realize what that meant. "Wait a moment", the Emo was scratching his head, "you said I rocked the place, what do you mean?" With that, he just started another laughing fit of the fox next to him. Fergus was now lying next to him and was just about to open his mouth,
"Ya can't remember anything, ha? Well, it all started when you sat on the table with old Lewis. Ya know, the pug who made you go All-in. I tried stopping you, but like damn you won the pod, simply amazing. The crowd couldn't believe it, they all started screaming 'Nathanael'. It was amazing, man. Oh, I see you may wanna ask what happened afterward. Well, I guess that many chips weren't enough for you, cause you continued playing after that. Somehow you always had the right feeling when to go out and when you had to bet. Even if you wouldn't have anything, you knew when to bet for the sake of scaring your opponents out. Man, it was simply amazing. This whole show went quite long until you had like 5,000 chips and the Duke found out about you. Oh, which Duke? It's Albert, the Duke of the isles, a corgi from Manchester. Don't worry man, he ain't descendent from the royal house or something. This guy controls everything in Great Britain, Ireland, Island, Greenland, and all the isles around it. Oh, you have a perplexed look. Yeah, not many people know about these people. Oh and yeah there are more of it. Well, you remember these chips? Well, you can pay with them in every Casino of the Duke, that's what most people use it for. But yeah, the main reason he introduced these chips is for illegal business. If you want to buy anything of this, you got to pay for it with them. He became very prosperous since Albert doesn't really have any opponents, the other two strong powers, the Baron of Rotterdam and the Count of Vladivostok are fighting against each other about the control of South-East-Europe. And since the Duke controls the isles, they are focused on the mainland. They kind of have a tacit understanding that they won't fight for control outside of the European mainland. But I'm distracting. At a certain time, he came and simply sat on the other side of the table. You were fairly drunk already, Hans, the barkeeper gave you many beers on the house. However, I knew I didn't have to worry about you, you had your collar back on and just had a great time. The Duke is well known in this attic and yeah he does some bad shit, but at this place, he somehow seems not like he'd be the devil. Just always remember, to never make deals with him, alright? I see, you probably want me to continue with the story. Well, you were sitting there and just kept winning, the crowd was completely stunned. They even started betting who would win the next round, mostly after the Flop they started to go to Hans to make their bets. Oh yeah, Hans is the bank as well and head of the casino. One of the employees of the Duke. At the end, you went All-in and the Duke followed. Turns out, you had a Straight Flush, winning the entire pod. Can you imagine how the crowd reacted to that? They had a lot of money on you. Thus the Duke just got into a laughing fit. Don't worry, he won't be mad, this guy has a ton of money. He respects you now. What happened afterward, was amazing, man. Like, the Duke invited us to join him down the hall, into Building B. That's the place for his VIP guests. We both went down the hall, up the stairs to an attic, which was even higher. From outside, it looks like a tower. We spent there most of the night and we talked a lot with him, about the world, how business works. He was really impressed by your Poker skills. Meant he may need you for something. Don't worry Dante, I stopped you before you could sign anything. His reply was simply saying, 'that's a free world'. But seriously, never do deals with him, you need to promise me that, alright? Dante, I'm serious! Ok great, well where was I? Oh yeah, there was also one of the royal corgi brothers present. Damn, I forgot his name. Never mind. Seemed like he wasn't the authority at all, Hehe. When we smoked cigars all together, he even had to get up from the sofa and get the cigars and lighter. At approximately 4 a.m. Albert started complaining about how he couldn't reach the mainland. And you said something funny there. Wait what was it again. You asked him, why he wouldn't use a boat, Haha. That got him gooood. And you know what his answer was? He said he liked you, such creativity would be needed against the Baron of Rotterdam. He ain't that scared of the Count of Vladivostok though, since he would have his own problems with the Chinese, but it seems like he'd be on to the European mainland. Aw man, I'm distracting again, sorry. Well at the end of his speech, he gave you a ring, with which you can get into the VIP lounge in any of his Casinos."
With that, Dante was looking down on his paw. As Fergus said, a ring was present. It had a small little Ace of Spaced engraved in it and looked quite noble. Great craftsmanship in his paw there, making him look like some kind of Count. "C'mon, let me help you up", the fox was reaching for Dante, "Time to bring ya home, this whole night must have really stressed ya. Need some sleep!" Gladly, Dante took Fergus's paw and they started walking to the Dalmatian House. "So Nathanael?", Dante was looking at his counterpart again, "how did you come up with that name?" With that, the fox chuckled, "Well, it has a very special meaning." Surprised now, by the statement the Dalmatian just frowned and wanted to know what it was.
"It's Hebrew and means 'Gift from God'"