A/N: (is glee) I'll be graduating High School soon! I'll be leaving my godforsaken school soon! GAH!
Thanks for the reviews! I was 'Yey!' when I read them...enjoy!xD
Oh yeah...I have no idea how to play Cleudo. I can't exactly explain it so let's all go with the flow, ayt?
Playboy Blues
Chapter Six
Enrique took his time eating his ice cream and Oliver sported a look of utter shock on his face.
"Oi Frenchie!" Ian called. "Catching flies for your frogs?"
Bryan happened to glance in the direction of who Ian had just yelled at but looked back at his food afterwards. Fuck destiny.
"Whatever," he mused aloud. "Let's just get this stupid game over with so I can hit the sack."
Enrique smiled to himself and said loudly. "Hey look everyone, it's Bryan!"
"Hi Bryan!" the others chorused.
"Tch." He didn't even spare a glance in their direction. "Playing?" he asked expectantly, looking at the Barthez Battalion.
Claude nodded, his mouth currently full of ice cream. "Draw," he told everyone.
Bryan did as he was told. The moment he drew he cursed inwardly for his rotten luck. All places.
"Hey," Mathilda called out to the general audience. "We'd need someone to check the cards underneath."
Enrique's hand rose. "I could," he said.
Bryan said nothing. Not even the slightest of blushes tainted his cheeks as he continued playing the game.
"Is it Mrs. Peacock in the observatory with a rope?" asked Lee.
The Russian raised an eyebrow. A guess already?
Rei blinked at his childhood friend and looked at Enrique who remained unnerved.
The Italian smiled. "No."
Lee gawked. "Really? I had myself convinced."
Bryan waited a few more turns to gather the evidence he had. Soon, all he needed to know was the murder weapon.
Enrique moodily stabbed his ice cream into a creamy pulp while he waited for someone to make a guess. Oliver was loudly sucking a lollipop he had brought along as he thought. Johnny looked intelligent and Robert looked smug. Kai looked like they were all playing poker. Tala looked like he was daydreaming and the rest...well, how would you think they'd look like when they play Cleudo?
When Bryan realized that the cards he had had run out and he was still without a murder weapon, he decided to just go for it and make a guess.
"Was it the butler in the gallery with a candle stick?" he asked, eyes intently on his cards and ignoring everyone else.
Enrique opened his mouth and huffed. "Close."
"Was it the butler in the bedroom with a candle stick?" Kai guessed absently.
"No."
"Mrs. Harriett in the gallery with the laudanum!" asked Michael.
"No."
"Mrs. Harriett in the observatory with the knife?" asked Raul.
"Mr. Vandernort in bed with a rope," Miguel replied with a sneer.
Oliver and Enrique simultaneously frowned. "No."
"Tyson in the fridge with food," said Daichi.
"...No."
This was followed by a number of more ridiculous guesses.
"Wolfram von Bielefield in the field with a clump of grass!"
"No!"
"Harry Potter in the Dining Hall with a phoenix feather wand!"
"What the hell?!"
"Gollum with the Ring in Mount Doom!"
"NO!"
"Yami Yuugi in the Kaiba Corp. blimp with the God Cards."
Someone laughed uproariously at the guess while the Italian refused to dignify it with an answer.
"Ash Ketchum in Viridian City with a Thunder stone!"
"Spongebob in the Krusty Krab with a spatula!"
"Mickey Mouse in Cinderella's Castle with his shorts!"
"Keanu Reeves with Tom Cruise in--"
"Was it the butler in the gallery with the laudanum?" Robert asked.
Enrique looked at the answer and an annoyed look graced his features. Everyone waited in short-lived silence. The blonde reluctantly nodded.
"Then we're done!" Bryan said, getting up and walking out the room.
A few short moments of silence followed.
"Is he always like that? I don't like him," Mariah remarked.
Garland grinned. "Well, I sure do. Bryan's a ton of fun!" he said before dodging a grape thrown by Tala.
Enrique watched them coolly. "Yep, a ton of fun indeed," he agreed quietly.
TBC
A/N: This isn't going anywhere...but it will soon! ...wth? ...enjoy!xD and ciAo...