Ep 5: Cheater

“I’m all in, baby.”

Biscuit confidently pushed all his chips into the center of the table.

The green, three-eyed alien narrowed his gaze. “Hmmm…”

Intern 3 gave a subtle thumbs up from the bar, sipping on a tall glass of hard milk. Biscuit gave a quick nod in return.

“Well, Viu,” Biscuit said with a charming smile, “how are you feelin’?”

Viu’s two buddies folded and backed off. Viu, grinning wide, accepted the challenge.

“I’m feelin’ real lucky,” he said, slamming his cards on the table. “Flush, baby!”

Biscuit calmly laid down his hand—Royal Flush.

Viu stared at it. Then at Intern 3.

Then at Biscuit.

“Alright… now something ain’t right here!” he growled. “I don’t know what it is, but something smells… fishy!”

He slowly turned his head just in time to catch Intern 3 flapping his arms behind Biscuit.

…the hell is your intern doing?”

Intern 3 froze mid-flap.

“Well, well, well,” Viu muttered. “Looks like we got ourselves a cheater.”

He stood up, cracking his knuckles. “You know what we do with cheaters around here?”

He cocked his blaster, aiming it right at Biscuit’s beak.

“Okay, pause!” Biscuit said quickly, holding his flippers up. “Wait! I just got a message from the network and apparently… we don’t have the budget for a big, flashy fight scene. Soooo…”

30 Minutes Later

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! You’re accusing me?!” Biscuit pointed to himself dramatically.

“Of cheating?”

Viu leveled the blaster. “Say one more lie, and I swear, I’m blowing your head off.”

Biscuit threw up his flippers. “Hey! I’m an upstanding guy! And! I! Will! Not! Stand! Here!” he said, accentuating every word by waving his blaster.

“And! Take…”

CLUNK.

His blaster hit the ground.

ZAP!

A flash of red light burst out.

Intern 3’s head jerked, then his body slumped to the floor.

Everyone froze.

…Huh?”

Until next time…