Poker Night (Tipsy one shot)

>You are Anonymous.
>And you invited your friends over to your house for a fun night of poker.
>Noise insisted on it being strip poker, like he always did.
>Plague just insisted on hugging everyone, and you insisted he stayed the fuck away from Dinky with that shit.
>Your friends were awesome.
>But they were really, really shitty at poker.
>Such is the price of worshipping inferior powers of CHAOS.
>You sigh as you glance up at Noise, and the Vinyl Scratch of his reality perched in his lap.
"Noise."
>"Huh?"
"Why the fuck are you naked?"
>"You said this was strip poker, didn't you?"
"...Yes."
>"Then what's the problem?"
"We havn't started the game yet."
>"Oh."
"Yeah."
>"Who gives a fuck, you win every time anyway, Sorcerer."
>It was true, but stil-
"Noise, CUT IT OUT WITH THAT SHIT! I HAVE A DAUGHTER, FOR TZEENTCH'S SAKE!"
>Noise pauses, his tongue already wrapped around Vinyl Scratch's.
>"Mmmmphrgle?"
>"BY NURGLE, WE'RE PLAYING STRIP POKER?"
>Oh Tzeentch no.
>You reach out and cover Ditzy's eyes.
>Noise screams in horror as Plague gets naked.
>Tonight was an average poker night.