Guardian Game Night [A Destiny Fic]
[Summary: Fireteam Rez (owned by cozyships), Space (my Guardian s/i), Drifter, and Banshee gather around to play this Golden Age game called 'Monopoly'. Light-hearted chaos ensues. This isn't really a fic, but just bits and pieces.]
It's Friday night, Space and Ghosty head on over to Team Rez's apartment for their Guardian Game Night. The key is under the mat, as usual, and she uses it to unlock the door, knocking on it before fully entering.
"Hello?" Space calls out.
Gathered around the table setup is Rabbit, Enoch, Zireks, Drifter, and Banshee.
"Hey Space." Enoch waves.
Zireks waves as well, not looking away from the board game.
"Alright, alright, alright. Ya'll ready to get bankrupt by ol' Drifter?"
Disgruntled noises come from the group of players.
"Yeah yeah, sssure.." Space plops down in a free seat around the table.
Space's Ghost materializes, looking around the table, happily scanning the board game and its pieces. "Oooo, this is really old! Is there a rulebook? I could scan that."
"Here you go." Rabbit passes the rulebook to him.
"Thank you!" Ghosty starts scanning it while Space flips the pages.
"Alright, so who's gonna be the Banker?" Ghosty questions.
"I will!" Shouts Drifter, snatching the tray of fake money.
"No you won't." Rabbit replies, taking the tray back. They're already well aware of the antics he'll pull if he's the banker.
"Now we pick which pieces to play as!" Ghosty tips over the small container containing the tiny metal figures.
Banshee scratches his head. "Hmm.. Guess I'll take the cannon." He picks up the cannon piece. It's technically a gun, so it just fits.
"I'll take the horse piece." Space says.
"I'm takin' the money bag!" Drifter shouts.
Space chuckles. "Is that how many motes you get?"
"Oooohhhh." Goes everyone.
Drifter gasps in fake offense. "Is this how many motes you collect?"
Space starts to laugh. "And the worst part is, you're not wrong!"
Meanwhile both Enoch and Zireks reach for the car, then glare at each other.
"No, I went for it first!"
As they're both bickering, Space looks over at Rabbit. "Are they always like this?"
"Don't worry, they're like this a lot."
Enoch sighs, face-palming. "Ugh fine, be the car.." He can tell this is gonna be a long game.
Banshee rolls the dice, landing on 7. He looks at all the pieces on the board. "Uhh.. What piece was I?" He questions, scratching his head.
"The cannon piece, Bans." Says Space.
"... Ah, right. I was just testin' ya." Banshee smiles. In actuality, he forgot again, but he's happy Space is so patient with him.
"Ooo, Drif', you landed on Boardwalk. You wanna buy it?"
"No, wait, I need Boardwalk!" Says Space with the other blue territory.
"Well, you didn't land on it! Now how about we make a deal for your blue territory."
Although everyone else is quiet, you can almost hear the collective "Oh no." from the group.
"B&O Railroad? What does that mean?" Says Enoch, scratching his head.
"Oh, I know! Body and Odor Railroad." Drifter answers confidently.
"No it isn't.. It's short for Baltimore and Ohio Railroad." Says Ghosty, giving Drifter a deadpan stare.
Space chuckles to herself. "Body and Odor Railroad."
"Woo, free parking! I got the big money!" Drifter grabs the big pile of Monopoly money in the center of the board, throwing it up into the air, causing it to rain down on him.
"Oh come on, I needed that!" Shouts Enoch.
"Well ya' better start selling your properties."
"Hrmmph.." Enoch is too stubborn to do that.
"He's got a point, ya' know. If you run out of money, you're gonna have to start selling." Says Zireks.
"... I have a feeling Drifter's cheating at something." Space whispers.
"Wouldn't surprise me.." Banshee whispers back.
Someone rolls and lands on Drifter's yellow property.
"Ooo, looks like you have to pay me rent." He glances down at the property card, which reads '$7'. "Hmm, twelve bucks!"
"Are you sure it's twelve? Mine says rent is seven." Space says.
"Oh come on, you don't trust ol' Drifter?"
"All property cards of the same color have the same price." Ghosty pipes up.
"So you have been cheating this whole time!-" Space starts to shout, banging her palm on the table, causing the playing pieces to bounce. "-I can't believe this."
Drifter simply just laughs.
Eventually the game ends, Drifter won. Enoch, who was the first to go bankrupt, is asleep in the chair. Rabbit and Ghosty are busy cleaning up the table, and Zireks is grumpy because he also lost.
Space glances over at the clock, realizing just how late it is. "Oof, I guess Ghosty and I better get going. This was a fun game, even though Drifter cheated." She gets up from the chair, going over to give Zireks a quick hug. "Aw, don't be too grumpy about it. We can get him next time."
The only thing he lets out is an annoyed "Hmph.." but the purr threatening to spill out as a response to Space's hug is another thing. He's not getting fond of the new-ish Guardian. No, definitely not... Well, okay, maybe a little, but only because the others like her.
Banshee gets up from his chair. "Well, guess I better get goin' too. You guys take care."
"Good night Banshee. Come on Ghosty, let's get going." Space says.
"Alright, thank you for the game everyone." Ghosty smiles before floating over to Space.
And the two start to head back to the shop.
Ghosty gets an idea. "Hmm.. Do you think next time we should bring Shaxx along?"
"I don't see why not? I'll ask him."
Better be more careful with cheating next time Drifter.
