A/N: I don't own Cluedo/Cleudo...nor do I know how to spell it because I've never played it.
Playboy Blues
Chapter Five
Oliver wasn't eating much and was staring hard at either Tala, Kai or Bryan, Enrique couldn't tell.
"Is it me..." the greenette told the blonde in a whisper. "Or is Bryan--" He never got to finish his sentence because of sudden commotion at the other end of the table.
Max wanted to put mayonnaise on the meals of the All Starz and the White Tigers.
Tala was the most boisterous one on their side of the table. He started picking a fight with Garland for no particular reason, causing much noise and trouble.
Bryan, on the other hand, was consuming his food as quickly as possible. Maybe then he'd be able to simply wait this out in his room till dinner was over.
Seeing as there was nothing left to waiting for, he was about to leave when he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder. He turned around to see Claude with a Cleudo board in his hand.
"We're playing after we eat," he said good-naturedly, indicating the Barthez Battalion.
"Yeah!" Miguel added. "It's not everyday we all get to see each other. And tomorrow we'd already be battling our asses off..."
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Unfortunately, there WAS still something to wait for...and that was dessert. Oddly, enough, Max wanted to put mayonnaise on it too.
Enrique was conversing with Rei about general nonsense whilst stealing occasional glances at their European rivals. Soon enough, Miguel noticed and waved amiably.
Claude kept insisting they play and soon enough, Bryan gave in.
With a growl, he promised to play with them after dinner was over, secretly hoping he'd be able to escape before then. BEGA, however, heard their conversation and decided to make it a public announcement.
"That's an excellent idea! Everyone, we shall have a Cleudo mini-tournament!"
Bryan swore quietly.
There was a general murmur of assent from those not really interested and shouts of 'indeed' and 'good show' from those who wanted to play.
TBC