4

Johnny begrudgingly picked up the die and rolled it hoping for...well nothing really, there wasn't anything fucking good about this god-damned game. He'd tried to fight it, tried to escape it and all of it was to no avail, so he rolled the die and watched it land on a 4.

He tried to resist again and found his hand moving forwards on its own to take the pawn so he just went along with it and allowed it. Four spaces forward put him back on a blank space, which could either be a good thing or a bad thing.

He reached forward and grabbed the top card from the fun deck and instantly began reading it aloud.

"Master: You are clearly a master! Take owner ship of any one player who has already drawn a **** card. Points: 20."

This card actually wasn't so bad. Having a **** to do everything he didn't want to do could actually be pretty handy. And it made much more sense for Johnny to be a master than that fatty Tommy.

"Now that you're my **** you can start by washing my car as soon as this detention from hell is over" Johnny said as he handed Steve the die.