Disclaimer- I'm begging, ON MY KNEES! Don't sue me Seinfeld! I sear, I didn't mean it!

Summary- Poker… Ahh, how it gets the young talking. But… what was that about beer and Seinfeld?

(a/n- Well, I was playing Spit [Card game] with some friends and one suggested we play Poker but no one knew how. While she was explaining… well, it sounded extremely boring… And somehow my thoughts got mixed with DBZ- thus, this is born!)

Poker?

It was a very nice day at Capsule Corp. While in other places of the world it may have been raining, or snowing or worse- here in West City it was a very nice sunny and breezy day. Which is exactly why Trunks and Goten had been training in the gravity room.

"That was a good training session, huh, Trunks?" Goten said smiling as they trudged… or limped (Whichever word helps you get the picture dear reader,) into Capsule Corp.

Before Trunks could answer or even glare *Le gasp* they were both in the den having followed the sound of the TV. There they found Bulma asleep on the couch, a strange TV show on.

They both sat on either side of her and stared at the Television in confusion.

"What is it?" Goten seemed to whisper.

"I think it's… Poker." He answered as the words POKER TOURNAMENT flashed on the screen.

"Oh, it's a Tournament! Are they gonna fight?" Goten asked excitedly. The young Saiyan Prince stared back blankly.

"Goten… you can read?" This time Goten stared blankly.

10 Minutes Later

"Hey Trunks…"

"Yeah?" Trunks answered in a bored tone.

"If I ever watch this like I watch the NBA playoffs I want you to put rat poison in my cereal." Goten continued staring with wide eyes at the screen, "This is horrible," Trunks chuckled and sat up.

"Aww, I don't think it's that bad, I mean- Sit around, drink beer, and tell jokes with my buddies, WHILE making money? Now THAT'S my kind of sport." The 21 year old exclaimed. Goten shook his head.

"A bunch of people sitting around, doing nothing, talking about inane stuff? Are you sure this isn't Seinfeld?" Goten answered loudly. Trunks blinked.

"You- you don't watch that show.. Do you?" He asked.

"What? Of course not!" Goten exclaimed, "And don't change the subject," He pouted. Trunks rolled his eyes.

"Stop being a baby, besides it's a sport, you love sports. Embrace the Poker, Goten. And anyway at least it's better than Pardon the Interruption!" The Son boy shook his head.

"That's not even a show!" Goten argued, " And if poker is a real sport now, then I get a workout playing computer solitaire!"

"Goten! Your computer's broken, you spilled Ice Cream on it when you were looking up how to play Solitaire!" Trunks said laughing at the memory.

"Oh yeah," Goten said recalling it. He looked to the TV, then to Trunks, "But… How is this much different then Go Fish?" Trunks shrugged.

"Well lots of people pay money to watch it. Some people find it exciting." Goten stared at him for a moment before standing.

"Where ya going , Goten?" Trunks asked standing. Goten smirked,

"I'm gonna set up a webcam on the video poker game down at the corner bar and get rich off of people watching it!"

(a/n- I should probably mention- You may know me as bvprincess23. I'm not abandoning my other stories, I'm working on them right now! Just getting everything to flow by making Oneshots and what not, it's been awhile… Anyway thanks for reading!)