A Roll of the Dice

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Enzo sighed quietly. There was nothing to do. Frisket lay at his feet sleeping quietly. (Well, as quietly as a computer generated mutt how snores can.) Dot had forbidden him to go into the games. She said it was dangerous.
Enzo thought Dot was overprotective. She never let him do anything. She thought he was to little, but he knew he was as good as Matrix or Bob.
"You look bored." Said a female voice.
Enzo looked up. A female sprite who looked only slightly older than him stood in front of him.
"My name's Alpha." The girl said with a smile. She was real pretty. She had dark green hair with ice blue skin. Her eyes were a vibrant, yet friendly yellow. "What's yours?"
"Enzo." He replied, smiling back.
"That's a cool name, fits you." Alpha said. She sat down next to him. "Say, I have a game we could play. But I need a second player."
"You know, I think I should back." Enzo replied seriously.
"Come on, it'll be fun." Alpha encouraged.
"I don't think so." He replied.
There was a bright flash of blue light as a girl appeared standing next to him.
"Who are you?" Enzo asked suspiciously.
"I'm the writer. And you are going to play with Alpha, okay?" Said the girl with the letters E.W. A. sported on her shirt. Underneath them was written "Evil writers anonymous."
"But it sounds like a trap." Enzo whined as the girl dragged him to his feet.
"It is a trap, dork." The writer glanced at Alpha and sighed. "Get up!"
Alpha jumped to her feet. Frisket opened one eye and growled. The writer sent him an evil look as he disappeared in a flash of blue light.
"Hey!" Enzo yelled.
"Shush. Now we go play like a good little sprite." The writer glared at them when they didn't move. "Go!"
"All right. We're going." Enzo said as he walked away and the writer disappeared in a blue flash of light.
"Strange lady." Enzo mumbled to Alpha.
"I know, and I have to work for her."

* * *

Later in some dark secret booth in Mainframe, otherwise known as Al's Wait and Eat.
"Now," Alpha began as she handed Enzo a pair of dice. "Roll them."
Enzo, fearing another run in with the writer, rolled the dice and got two ones.
"That started the game. Now, to win you have to roll a thirteen. Every time you roll something happens." She pulled a piece of paper from her pocket. "Yeah, that's it. And good luck."
"How can I roll a thirteen?" Enzo asked himself examining the six-sided dice.
Shaking his head he rolled seven more times. Little did he know that those seven rolls had both Matrix and Bob in pink tutus, one half of Mainframe painted purple with orange dots, a binome in love with a pole, Mouse announcing she was gay, Phong swearing never to play pong again, a giant blue gerbil eating the Principal's Office and AndrAIa stripping for a bar full of drunken binomes.
Quietly, he pocketed the dice and left. Fifteen nanos later the energy shake he ordered arrived at his table.
Enzo quickly made his way to the Diner. Shaking his head over the odd happenings, he approached Dot.
"What's going on?" He asked her.
"No one knows." Dot replied. Her voice was worried.
Enzo took out the dice and held them in his hand. "I do."
He sat down and continued to roll. The action was not the wisest for Bob's hair turned pink and Ray began to make out with AndrAIa. Also, Dot began to giggle and threw her organizer in a meat grinder.
Finally, he rolled a one and three!
"13!" He cried as somewhere far away from Mainframe, Topeka, Kansas to be exact, disappeared from the face of the Earth.

* * *

Later, after everything had returned to normal, the gang (with the minor exception of Ray) sat in Dot's Diner and glared at Enzo. Except for AndrAIa who was actually sitting as far away from Matrix as possible and glaring at him. But he is Enzo, so that would mean she was staring at Enzo. But he's not the Enzo I was talking about, but he is an Enzo. Oh, nevermind!
"Did we learn anything?" Asked Dot.
"Yeah. If a girl appears in a flash of blue light, run." Enzo replied.
Just then, there was a flash of blue light and a girl appeared. Enzo's eyes widened as he screamed and ran to his room and slammed to the door. It was a long time before he came out.
Ray is still missing.

* * *

The White House, in the Oval Office.
There was a bright flash of blue light as a computer generated red and yellow dog appeared. He growled loudly as Bill Clinton backed up slowly.
"Nice doggy."
Frisket ate three chairs, two hand guns, a pair of shoes, the desk and the President's pants before a member of the E.W.A. decided to return to Mainframe.
Brought to you by the E.W.A.
"When you care to read the very worst."