civplayah: Uh.... I guess I'm in for one.
Double A: Me too. Here's my ante.
Splitpersonality: And bob's your uncle. I'm in for one.
Diana tossed in her ante and dealt the cards.
civplayah: Umm.... I think I'll
check.
Double A: Fair enough. No bet here either.
Splitpersonality: Well, I'd love to bet high and take all your money, fellas, but seeing as that would just scare you off.... no bet.
Diana Abnoba: All right. I'll check as well. How many cards do you want, gentlemen?
civplayah: Four, please.
Double A: Two, please.
Splitpersonality: One, if you would.
Diana Abnoba: And two for me.
civplayah: Oh MAN..... forget this. I am done! I fold.
Double A: I'll open with $30,000
Splitpersonality: I'll raise you $57,000, if you don't mind.
Diana Abnoba: Uh huh.... I'll call. Double A?
Double A: I'm thinking, I'm thinking..... fine, I'll just go all in, since you guys have outbid me and I don't have much left. What do I have to lose.
Diana Abnoba: Heh, right.... okay, what do you have, boys?
Splitpersonality: I have five clubs and the deuce of spades. That makes a six-card flush, under your rules.
Diana Abnoba:
*whistles in amazement*
Double A: Okay, that's pretty good. Two aces, two jacks, and seven for my high card. That makes four of a kind!
Splitpersonality: Wait, do I win? I have a six-card flush, isn't that better than four of a kind?
Double A: I have no idea. Diana?
Diana Abnoba: Highest five-card hand wins. The sixth card is only for
tie-breakers. In a tie, your six-card flush would beat a five-card flush with a higher sixth card, because it completes the flush. So in this case, four of a kind beats the six-card flush.
Splitpersonality: .....well that stinks. Who came up with these insane rules?
Diana Abnoba: Wouldn't you like to know?
Double A: Alright, Diana, it's just you and me. Show me your cards!
Diana Abnoba:
Splitpersonality: uh oh....
Diana Abnoba: But of course, gentlemen. Like any naughty boys, you want to see the goods. And I've certainly got the goods this time. Read them and weep:
Sure enough, Diana's hand contained three wild cards... and the queen of hearts, spades, and
diamonds.
civplayah: Cheating. It has to be.
Diana Abnoba: I'll just be taking my chips now, thank you, and paying Michael the money I owe him. It looks like you guys lose.
Now who's the queen of diamonds?
Double A: This.... this is IMPOSSIBLE!!!
Diana Abnoba: Yeah, where's your proof? Got any proof? I don't see any proof! Prove it, bucko.
Double A: Let's drop this whole pretense right now. You and Split actually think I am Salvatore Valerio, don't deny it. You two cheated me out of my money, to get the Valerio family back for cheating you. You stacked the deck!
Diana Abnoba: Hah! I can't believe you let ME deal the cards! I'm a
professional gambler, you dope!
Splitpersonality: That was absolutely beautiful.
Diana Abnoba: Hey, you're the one who gave me the idea. Don't even deny it.
civplayah: What's going on?
Splitpersonality: We just cheated Sal Valerio out of the money he cheated us out of!!!
civplayah: You mean.... I can pay Michael back?
Double A: This is unfair!
Diana Abnoba: It's over, Valerio! We cheated you out of that money....
fair and square.
Michael Valerio heard Diana's voice from where he was sitting in the Manager's office. He grabbed his Tommy gun and game out with a grim expression on his face.
Double A: No, father, I tried to get you the money! I tried! I really tried!!!
Michael: No son of mine is a failure. If he's a failure, then he's not my son.
*Michael pointed the Tommy Gun at Double A, who was standing there dumbfounded, and opened fire, shooting him directly in the chest, puncturing his heart.*

Diana Abnoba: Here's your money, Michael.
Michael Valerio: Very impressive. How would you three like to work for the Valerio crime family? You obviously have a knack for this mafia business.
civplayah: Possibly.... I could certainly use the money.
Diana Abnoba: Heh, I'll certainly consider your offer, Mikey. Are we free to go?
Michael Valerio: What, you don't wanna stay and play one more hand? I'll go double or nothing, how's that?
Diana Abnoba: Oh Michael, I'm not falling for that. Nice try though.
Michael Valerio: Hey, I gotta be me. All right, you paid up, and you're free to leave.
Michael turns to pick up his piles of cash and chips from the table. That's when Splitpersonality stood up, and opened up his trenchcoat, revealing a pair of Uzi submachine guns.
Diana Abnoba: Do me a favor, Michael. Say hi to the family for me.
Michael Valerio: Oh,
Splitpersonality aimed the Uzi submachine guns at Michael Valerio, and opened fire. Michael Valerio screamed in pain as his body was riddled with bullets, and he fell to the floor. Bloody cash scattered everywhere, and stacks of chips fell to the floor. The Valerio crime family was no more.
civplayah: What the heck just happened?
Diana Abnoba: You didn't really think we were going to let him keep our money, did you?
Splitpersonality: He was a ruthless, conniving criminal. He got what he deserved.
civplayah: Do you mean, I can use this money for my mother's operation?
Diana Abnoba: it's all yours. You can even have a third of whatever was in his safe. We'll split it with you.
Splitpersonality: Hey, do you guys want to go out for dinner, now that this is all over?
civplayah: Sure. How about Italian?
Diana Abnoba: Oh, I
love Italian.
Splitpersonality: Doesn't everybody?
~Fin~
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