Monday, October 26, 2015

Today's #flashfiction Daniel's Gamble

 “He's like a bull in a china shop.”
King Minos* #quote

Hanging with CJ was fun. Anyway onto the flash fiction!

Daniel's Gamble

          Old man, card counter, and gambler extraordinaire Daniel Hillberry wore ugly clothes, old ragged jeans and an unwashed shirt. He was a very rich man but giving off the impression of someone in deep debt with bad gambling habits made sure that nobody figured out he cheated. And in an alleyway that contained one of the many underground gambling rings he visited a demon found him. This demon preyed on gamblers it found around these establishments and took one look at how Daniel was dressed and figured that he was easy meat.
         “I can tell you're a gambling man, and sure you're luck might have been down recently. But if you take my bet you'll be happy. You roll a die. If you hit a six, you get immorality. If you get one through five I get five years off your life. Come on, the risk is definitely worth the reward. And luck always turns around.” The demon, despite being red with the typical horns, dressed like one of the staff that ran the tables.
          Daniel, thought for a second, then said, “On one condition. You do absolutely nothing to influence the roll of the die, either directly or indirectly through some sort of other person or force like magic or a device.”
          “Agreed.” The demon was planning on using magic to influence the roll, but now he just had a chance of an immortal human running around he'd have to manage. Not the worst thing to take care of. The demon then pulled out a die. Daniel then smiled a demonic smile.
          “I never agreed to rolling a die that you own. I'm going to a roll a die of my choosing. I need to make a quick trip to a magic store and get a rigged die.”

          From then on the demon learned his lesson. Never judge a person by how they look. Just because they dress like a hopeless, foolish broke gambler doesn't mean they are. The demon was mocked by his peers for the next five hundred years for his blunder.

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