Interlude
By Brate
Takes place in my Haven universe... just another day.
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"You're cheating."
Vin heard silence at Buck's proclamation so he glanced up to see the ladies' man staring directly at him. "Who? Me?"
"Yes, you."
"Am not."
"I know you are, I can tell."
"Bullshit."
"Hey, Ez."
"Yes, Mr. Wilmington?"
"He's cheating, ain't he?"
"And how did reach this conclusion?"
"He's reading me," Buck insisted.
"Heck, Buck," chuckled JD. "Even I can read you."
"It ain't funny. I know he's cheating."
//Am not.//
"That proves it!"
"What proves it?" Chris asked, exasperated.
"He just spoke in my mind."
"And?"
"Well that proves he was cheating."
"How?"
"Aargh." Frustrated, he picked his cards back up when he saw the blank faces looking back at him. He muttered, "Never mind," and they all returned their attention to the game.
//2 Aces, 3 Eights.//
"Dammit, Vin!"
"What?" The telepath was the picture of innocence, wide-eyed and all.
"You're lookin' at my cards."
"I'm across the table, Bucklin. M'neck don't stretch that far."
Everyone laughed as Buck's face got redder.
"Buck, just play the game, you're getting paranoid." Nathan admonished.
"I am not. He knows what I have!"
"2 Aces, 3 Eights," chorused everyone at the table.
"That's it!" Wilmington threw his cards down and stormed out of the trailer.
After the sound of the slamming door faded, Vin spoke up first. "Ya owe me twenty, Larabee."
"Damn, I really thought he'd last longer. Used ta have a sense of humor." Chris shrugged as the men returned to their game.
The End
