Week 103 - Horse of a different colour
May. 26th, 2011 01:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wildwestheroAndrew gazed at the small horses before him as Charles set the game up. There were six of them, all different colours, and Andrew wasn't sure which one he wanted.
"Come on, Andrew, which one do you want? How can it take you fifteen minutes to pick a goddamn colour? They're all the same, you know," Charles said.
Andrew picked up the blue one. "They're not all the same. Besides, I don't like blue. It's unlucky."
"You're mental," Charles said, picking the purple horse. "Go on, just pick one already, or I'll pick one for you."
"Aww, I wanted the purple one," Andrew said, noticing him setting it down on the starting end.
"Too slow, Hansen. Your loss," Charles said with a grin.
Andrew picked up a slightly damaged orange one. He scowled a little, but decided it would have to do. Setting it down next to Charles' horse, it immediately fell over. It had a bent leg.
"Fucking hell."
Charles just laughed as Andrew replaced it with the green one. "You finally ready now? Cos I'd like to beat you already before we go to bed."
Andrew took the dice anyway, still scowling, and hoped he might actually win a game for once. They'd been through so many board games that night he'd lost count. He'd also lost every single time. It was a bit embarrassing. He couldn't even beat him at Snap. Rolling the dice, he moved his horse and hoped the stupid green horse might be nice to him for once.
Muses: Andrew Hansen and Charles Firth
Fandom: The Chaser RPS AU
Word Count: 254
Disclaimer: Not true in any way, shape or form. The game they're playing is totally made up, as far as I can discern.
"Come on, Andrew, which one do you want? How can it take you fifteen minutes to pick a goddamn colour? They're all the same, you know," Charles said.
Andrew picked up the blue one. "They're not all the same. Besides, I don't like blue. It's unlucky."
"You're mental," Charles said, picking the purple horse. "Go on, just pick one already, or I'll pick one for you."
"Aww, I wanted the purple one," Andrew said, noticing him setting it down on the starting end.
"Too slow, Hansen. Your loss," Charles said with a grin.
Andrew picked up a slightly damaged orange one. He scowled a little, but decided it would have to do. Setting it down next to Charles' horse, it immediately fell over. It had a bent leg.
"Fucking hell."
Charles just laughed as Andrew replaced it with the green one. "You finally ready now? Cos I'd like to beat you already before we go to bed."
Andrew took the dice anyway, still scowling, and hoped he might actually win a game for once. They'd been through so many board games that night he'd lost count. He'd also lost every single time. It was a bit embarrassing. He couldn't even beat him at Snap. Rolling the dice, he moved his horse and hoped the stupid green horse might be nice to him for once.
Muses: Andrew Hansen and Charles Firth
Fandom: The Chaser RPS AU
Word Count: 254
Disclaimer: Not true in any way, shape or form. The game they're playing is totally made up, as far as I can discern.