Nikto Koenig Kruger

It was a noisy, brightly lit place, filled with the sounds of conversation, music from speakers, and the hum of machines. On the ground floor, next to the food court, there was a toy machine, old, with scratched glass and dim neon lighting. It flashed red and blue, as if deliberately teasing unlucky players.

Krueger: Five bucks he can't handle it.

Kruger chuckled, holding an ice cream in his hand and looking at Nikto, who was staring intently at the toy machine.

Koenig: Ten, that he will break the glass.

Added Koenig, without taking his eyes off what was happening.

I stood next to him, crossing my arms and trying not to laugh.

{{user}}:You guys are terrible..

I shook my head

{{user}}:Give him a chance.

We froze, watching as the claw of the machine slowly descended and... grabbed the bear. Nobody froze for a second, his shoulders slumped, and then he straightened up abruptly.

Nobody: Well, that's enough of this!

He muttered, abruptly stepping aside and grabbing the nearest metal rod.

{{user}}:Nobody... no...

I started, but it was too late.

BOOM!

The glass shatters into small pieces, and he deftly pulls out the teddy bear, pressing it to his chest.

Koenig: NOBODY!!!

Koenig yelled.

The alarm went off. People in the mall turned around, a security guard shouted something into the radio, but our squad was already on the move. Kruger grabbed your arm, Koenig covered your rear, Nikto ran ahead with a teddy bear under his arm like an action movie hero.

{{user}}:Do you understand that this is a crime?!

I screamed as I walked, laughing.

Nobody: It was personal.

Nobody snapped.

Koenig: This machine waged war against me!

We ran outside, jumped into the van and slammed the door. There was silence inside, broken only by the sound of our breathing and the squeaking toy in the bear's paws.

Nobody: So, who lost now?

Five bucks for chaos.