“All in” said a scrawny kid shoving a pile of coins into the ‘pot’

“Bah last time he did that he had a fuckn royal flush fuck this kid” an older man declares angrily throwing down his cards.

”buy me a drink boy and maybe I’ll forgive you for taken all me money.” He says grumpily walking over to the bar stool.

the bartender walks over and chats with him.

the other 2 at the poker table look a bit shaken. The bet was high they either fold or drop half of the coin they have left into trying to beat the small lad in front of them. If they do win he they will get dam near 10x what they have now. Hell grumpy ol’bill already folded and quit.

Pete looks over at his buddy Richard. Giving him a worried look. Pete folds. Richard does the same. The lad grows a huge smile and flips his cards a 2 of spades and a 5 of diamonds

they got so cheated.

the table? It had 7 8 9 and jack

Pete had a 10 and queen, Richard had a 5 and 6. If either of the money played they would have beat this beat with a straight compared to his 3 high. Damnable brat. 

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The brat scoops up his earnings with a victory smile on his face. Knowing he will probably get mugged out side of he keeps flaunting his victory he yells across the bar, to the bartender.

”one round of drinks for these two fine gentlemen here!” The boy yells.

Pete and Richard look noticeably happier but still a bit bitter that their potential earnings and also, previous money was being spent so soon. 

“What’s your name lad. Never got it. Your dam fine at poker ain’t ya.” Richard says. 

“Names Dutch, learned it on the streets can’t have fun withought earning money or ya die from starvation!” Dutch triumphs.

”so you got no place to go eh? Wanna join my crew? Go I don’t know... pirating?” Richard says in a low voice and with a winning smirk.

the boy-Dutch takes a bit of time thinking on this one when the sopping grumpy ol’bill yells out, “hey where’s my drink you damnable rat!” 

Dutch doesn’t even look at him when he responds, “I don’t get drinks for sorry losers”

this gets a few laughs a round the bar. 

“Abot that’s offer, I think I’ll take it. Sounds might fun and may aswell give me some oppertunjty in life aside poker and begging” 

“atta boy” Richard says, preceding herd out the lad to the docks. 

“We have many things to teach you. Common Pete, we got to welcome our new crew.”

”but what about our drinks?”

Richard stops. Turns around and walks back into the bar. 

“With how stupid you are matey you say the greatest things” Richard says with a smile.

dutch gives a smirk and walks back in joining in the festivity’s of drink and relishing in his earnings