BlueDevil
Super Penguin Number 2
For Clair's prompt thread ^^
Of course, written by me
“Alright, Vergil, here’s the deal. I’m feelin’ a little lazy right now…so why don’t you go out and get us some pizza.” Dante snorted, sprawled out in a rather crude way on the sofa. He blinked sleepily.
Vergil scoffed, “You can’t be serious. I refuse. Get your butt up and get your own pizza.”
“Now Vergil, we both know how this went last time…I challenge you to rock, paper, scissors. If I win, you go get the pizza.”
“Not interested…I just got back from the gym about ten minutes ago…my arms are a little sore.” Vergil flexed his muscles in front of Dante, showing off the size that they had gotten.
“Ahah…okay, how about this…I’ll flip a coin. Just like in the new Batman movie, with Two Face…you liked that movie, didn’t you?” Dante sneered, yawning.
“I did…”
“Then, whaddya say, big bro? A coin flip sound good.”
Vergil’s memory of the movie flashed through his head, all of the things Two Face had said about chance and destiny reoccurring in his mind, all symbolized by the flip of a coin. A truly honorable and fair way to decide an event. “You’re on.”
“Alright then, heads, I win and you go, and tails…I lose and I’ll…hmm…do the laundry for a week.”
Vergil grinned evilly, knowing that the fates would favor him in this ordeal. Vergil had been a good boy. Surely the likes of that scumbag Dante would be chosen to lose. Dante shoved his hand in his pants pocket and fumbled out a quarter. It was a rusty thing, slightly worn on the tails side. Yes, Vergil thought excitedly, that meant that heads would weigh down in the end, and the forces of gravity would bring it down to the bottom. Tails would surely be on top, and Vergil would successfully be free of pizza buying duties.
Dante flipped the coin. Vergil confidently watched as it spun about in the air for a long second, as Dante caught and slapped it upside down on his arm. NO! Vergil immediately panicked. He’d forgotten about the catch and flip! No no no!!! Dante grinned, leaving the coin under his hand for a moment, before pulling it up. Dante giggled, “Heads, I win! Go get some pizza, bitch.”
“ARGH! Damn. A large, I presume?”
“Hell yeah, with everything!”
“Assuming that it’ll be the same price as last time, that’ll be $11.25.” Vergil slid his hand into his jacket pocket and pulled out his wallet. He was a quarter short, exactly. “Dante, toss that quarter here. I’m short of some change.”
“No problemo, brother.” Dante chunked the coin across the room, watching as Vergil effortlessly caught it.
As Vergil walked into Pizza-n-Go, he pulled the money from his pocket, including the quarter. Placing the order, Vergil waited for a moment, and decided to look at the coin. It wasn’t like there was anything interesting to look at, and besides, coins were always fun. They had a little bit of history. Vergil’s brow raised, and his cheeks became hot. The coin was heads on both sides.
“Bastard…”
Of course, written by me
“Alright, Vergil, here’s the deal. I’m feelin’ a little lazy right now…so why don’t you go out and get us some pizza.” Dante snorted, sprawled out in a rather crude way on the sofa. He blinked sleepily.
Vergil scoffed, “You can’t be serious. I refuse. Get your butt up and get your own pizza.”
“Now Vergil, we both know how this went last time…I challenge you to rock, paper, scissors. If I win, you go get the pizza.”
“Not interested…I just got back from the gym about ten minutes ago…my arms are a little sore.” Vergil flexed his muscles in front of Dante, showing off the size that they had gotten.
“Ahah…okay, how about this…I’ll flip a coin. Just like in the new Batman movie, with Two Face…you liked that movie, didn’t you?” Dante sneered, yawning.
“I did…”
“Then, whaddya say, big bro? A coin flip sound good.”
Vergil’s memory of the movie flashed through his head, all of the things Two Face had said about chance and destiny reoccurring in his mind, all symbolized by the flip of a coin. A truly honorable and fair way to decide an event. “You’re on.”
“Alright then, heads, I win and you go, and tails…I lose and I’ll…hmm…do the laundry for a week.”
Vergil grinned evilly, knowing that the fates would favor him in this ordeal. Vergil had been a good boy. Surely the likes of that scumbag Dante would be chosen to lose. Dante shoved his hand in his pants pocket and fumbled out a quarter. It was a rusty thing, slightly worn on the tails side. Yes, Vergil thought excitedly, that meant that heads would weigh down in the end, and the forces of gravity would bring it down to the bottom. Tails would surely be on top, and Vergil would successfully be free of pizza buying duties.
Dante flipped the coin. Vergil confidently watched as it spun about in the air for a long second, as Dante caught and slapped it upside down on his arm. NO! Vergil immediately panicked. He’d forgotten about the catch and flip! No no no!!! Dante grinned, leaving the coin under his hand for a moment, before pulling it up. Dante giggled, “Heads, I win! Go get some pizza, bitch.”
“ARGH! Damn. A large, I presume?”
“Hell yeah, with everything!”
“Assuming that it’ll be the same price as last time, that’ll be $11.25.” Vergil slid his hand into his jacket pocket and pulled out his wallet. He was a quarter short, exactly. “Dante, toss that quarter here. I’m short of some change.”
“No problemo, brother.” Dante chunked the coin across the room, watching as Vergil effortlessly caught it.
As Vergil walked into Pizza-n-Go, he pulled the money from his pocket, including the quarter. Placing the order, Vergil waited for a moment, and decided to look at the coin. It wasn’t like there was anything interesting to look at, and besides, coins were always fun. They had a little bit of history. Vergil’s brow raised, and his cheeks became hot. The coin was heads on both sides.
“Bastard…”
