Dice stood in front of the Devils office, fiddling with his fingers. He thought he was ready to confront his boss but once he stood at those giant doors all confidence left him.

Dice was debating with himself if he should walk off or go in. However, his mind was made up for him when the doors flung open and Devil was sitting in his chair while looking down.

Dice started dripping and cold sweat and a awkward silence stood between them for seconds that felt like minutes.

"B-Boss I-"

Dice was cut off by being dragged in by an unseen force and the doors slamming behind him. Dice looked at the doors and then pulled at his shirt collar, sweat still dripping down his face. He turned back to talk to the Devil but was only met by an empty chair. Dice's eyes widened in fear, the Devil was definitely in the room, but where? Dice began to turn around frantically to see if he could see the Devil hiding somewhere in the shadows but he couldn't see him anywhere. Dice tried to calm him self down.

"A-Alright boss! I see you're in some typa' mood right now so I'll just head on ou-"

Just as Dice turned to walk out the room he bumped into someone's chest. Looking up, he saw the devil looking down at him, devil wasn't mad nor was he happy. He just stood there and stared at the Dice man that stood beneath him.

Dice backed up from the devil and adjusted his purple tuxedo while sweating.

"Boss! Y'know what, I was just comin' to see ya about somethin' ,but I can see you're very busy!"

Dice was about to speed walk past the devil before getting gripped roughly on the shoulder and dragged back in front of the Devil. Dice didn't even register the pain in his shoulder and just stood there in his vulnerable state.

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Dice could do nothing more than stare up at Devil. Devil wasn't that much taller than Dice but he was tall enough that Dice had to look up at him.

"It's really not that important, boss!"

Dice started scratching his own head and sweating. Devils voice was extremely calm and quiet but it definitely still sounded creepy and irritated. Devil showed no signs of anger which was completely out of the ordinary for him.

"Alright then.....Wheezy told me about your idea to change the shows name to 'Pink Dice'."

Devil stayed silent but the next thing Dice knew, Dice was getting dragged out of the office by a big hand latched onto his wrist.

"I-I- boss?!"

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Devil still sounded calm but was clearly trying to hide his frustration. Dice could tell because the Devil was taking his anger out on Dice's wrist as he dragged him. As they walked Devil clutched onto Dice's wrist harder and harder, at some point making Dice wince from the pain.

They finally got to the casino where Devil let go of Dice and pushed him into a chair.

Dice almost fell before catching himself on the bar counter and looking over to see Devil marching onto the stage, not even caring about the customers as he shoved them into walls, tables and onto the floor.

He stood up on the stage in front of Hopus Pocus who was currently in the middle of a deadly magic trick where he was turning a turtle dove into life threatening Hydra. Before Hopus could do his famous aggressive wand movement he was pushed off of the stage by Devil and landed nose first onto the thin cheap carpet.

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Devils once calm voice turned into a scream that could make the roof cave in. Everyone stopped what they where doing. Pirouletta, pip and dot stopped there conversation behind the bar, Wheezy stopped rolling around in his ashtray, the tipsy troop stopped their drunken laughter and jokes and Phear Lap peered out from the storage room.

The room fell silent and only Devils harsh breathing could be heard. The crowd of customers where suddenly shoved out by Mr Wheezy and Phear Lap.

After all the customers where impolitely and aggressively shoved out; Devil cleared his throat and brushed some dust of his fur. Devil looked at Mr Wheezy and then at King Dice who was sat at the bar with his eye wide from what his boss just did.

Devil had been keen to open the casino again for months and the entire staff knew that.

Dice gulped at the sight of his boss staring at him and Mr Wheezy. Dice knew that Mr Wheezy noticed this too as Wheezy started to shake uncontrollably and made ashes fall of his head and into the ashtray beneath him.

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Devil pointed his finger towards the back of the building where everyone had their own rooms, everyone started to rush out and Wheezy tried to follow them. Unfortunately Devil caught eye of this and grabbed onto Wheezy's ashtray and pulled him back.

Devil then made Wheezy and Dice stand up against a wall and started to walk back and forth in front of them like an army leader, slapping his pitchfork into his hand every few seconds. Dice thought it was funny and wanted to laugh but he could already feel the pain Devil would bring to him if he did laugh. So Dice stayed quiet. Wheezy however, couldn't hold it back and let out a chuckle. Devils head whipped around to look and Wheezy and then the room went silent once again. The Devil frowned and marched forward and stood in front of them with hand on hips.

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"Yes sir!"

Wheezy exclaimed this with complete pride in his voice which didn't make the Devil happy at all, instead of attacking him Devil rolled his eyes and looked at Dice.

"Yes sir....but I do have a quick question.."

Devil started to groan.

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"You said I was the one who was gonna change the show, if that's what's happenin' then why did you ask me to think of one."

Devil glared at Dice and then slowly turned away.

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Devil crossed his arms while talking and then began to ramble to Wheezy on how to 'not laugh at the devil' , all said while poking Wheezy in the chest numerous times. However, Dice completely tuned out the Devils voice. Dice wasn't happy with the answer Devil gave him and you didn't have to be a scientist to find out Devil was clearly lying. But Dice wasn't in the mood to fight with his boss with something so stupid so he just sat there and day dreamed until the talk was over.