SPACE BARON vs Gamblor

We take up our story as Space Baron is engaged in a dangerous game of cat and mouse with his newest arch-nemesis... GAMBLOR! The arch-nemeses seemed to have been coming out of the woodwork lately, it was as if everyone was giving it a burl. But today, Space Baron was engaged in the second or third biggest gamble of his life. The entire world was at stake. If the mouse won, Space Baron would keep the world and Gamblor would go to jail, but if the cat won, Gamblor would enslave the entire human race.

Brian was cheering for the mouse as Space Baron stood silently by. He took no action. He made no attempt to swing the odds in the mouse's favour. It was as if... he didn't care what the outcome was. But finally the cat, and Gamblor, prevailed.

"Hahahahahahaha," shrieked Gamblor girlishly, "I win! I'll be taking the world now."

"Very well," Space Baron was about to hand over the world when he paused, "Say," he said, "Would you like to have another go? Double or nothing?"

Gamblor couldn't resist this opportunity, but there was one thing that troubled him, "But I have already enslaved the entire human race, what could you possibly bet with now?"

Space Baron thought for a moment, "Listen, if you win this one as well, I will find you some other race to enslave, alright?"

"Cross your heart?" Gamblor asked.

"Cross my heart and hope to die," Space Baron replied.

"Alrighty then," Gamblor agreed, "but you have to bet on the mouse again.?"

And so it was that Space Baron found himself engaged in the game of cat and mouse again. He lost again, but Gamblor, quite magnanimously gave him the opportunity to win back his investment.

And so it went on. Twenty-two times they went double or nothing and twenty-one times Space Baron lost. But the twenty second time, the mouse beat the ever tiring cat. Space Baron claimed back the world and all the other races of beings that he had agreed to hand over, and gamblor went to jail.

"Gee Space Baron," Brian said sidekickishly, "Who would have guessed the unpredictable twist at the end of this story, and how did you know you could get away with it?"

"Well Brian," Space Baron began in his 'I-am-about-to-dwarf-you-intellectually' tone, "It was more predictable than unpredictable, and I knew I could get away with it because he is Gamblor. I know he wouldn't be able to resist an opportunity to win more and more"

"Huh?" Brian grunted.

"For Christ's sake Brian, the guy's name is Gamblor... What else do you think he does? Make cheesecake's?" Space Baron said.

"Well, he might." Brian said, "and besides, my name is Brian, that doesn't say anything about what I do."

And thus Space Baron, quite predictably, grabbed Brian by the hair and threw him in the boot of the Space Baron mobile and went home.

THE END