Hey, how are we? I was in a French mood so the 'Ze Rain' title is all correct. 

I thought about writing something heavy and making everyone cry, but then I realised we all haven't had the best week so we all need a cute fic. 

So Spiderman B has come to the rescue, enjoy the story. 

If you don't know the game of Monopoly, this will be a bit hard to understand but you should be ok.

TW: Rain, Chris in denial, the word then, breaking of the fourth wall. 

Aren't the triggers triggering today? 

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It had been raining non-stop for the last three days in L. A. And this wasn't the rain you could kiss in or have a Micheal Jackson dance party in.

It was more like the rain you see at the end of your life.

Apart from the fact it wasn't the end of anyone's life apart from old Jerilderie, who was unknowingly patting a wild chihuahua. It was an angry chihuahua. R.I.P Jerilderie, you will be missed. 

Some people who thought their lives were ending but weren't, the author dedicates other chapters to that. Those people are Nick, Matt, and Chris Sturniolo.

Matt refused to drive in the rain, which was raining heavily. He would rather drink ketchup than let his brothers drive around in that rain.

So that settled that, they weren't going to go out and about. They didn't even doordash anything. So they got experimental. Ever tried cooking a banana in a microwave? 

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The rain fell like cows and horses, each rain droplet plopping onto the ground with more force than the wind. The electricity was cut out for some houses, some had amazing signals. 

The rain chose who it liked and rewarded them and then decided who it hated and absolutely destroyed their week. 

"I'm bored" Chris wined for the fifth trillionth time that day. He was on the couch, a random YouTube video playing in the background, but he wasn't paying attention to it.

Matt was on his phone next to him, deeply involved in whatever was on his screen. During the rain, he had gotten back into Pokemon Go, and please lord, help the Sturniolo household.

Nick was upstairs, editing the Wednesday video they were going to release later that day. Leave it 'till the last minute was the Sturniolo way.

"Shut up Chris" Matt replied to his brother, eyes glued to his phone.

Chris didn't take that for an answer. He was like a seven-year-old. "Matt" He dragged out the 'T', getting on Matt's nerves.

"Oh my God Chris, go be in your room or something. How did you survive us having COVID?" Matt asked, finally putting the phone away.

"I didn't. A piece of my sanity was taken that week"

"That was the smartest thing I've ever heard you say"

"Don't underestimate me older brother" Chris's voice went deep, trying to quote his own quote.

Then, once Chris had his quotable moment, Nick trotted down the stairs, making it known he was entering the living room. "Good morning same face bitches" he announced, once he reached the bottom step.

Matt and Chris both looked up to see their brother, very energetic considering they couldn't really do anything.

"Sup," Chris said. Matt just went back to his phone.

Nick sighed and walked over, taking Matt's phone from him and chucking it across the room.

"WHAT THE FUCK NICK?" Matt cried out, but he didn't get up and go pick it up, instead sinking into the couch, letting it engulf him.

Nick didn't say anything, instead laughing at his actions. Chris joined him, finding it amusing. 

They were clearly bored, you don't need to be Sherlock or have spidey senses to figure that out.

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It was almost like the TV was watching them, since YouTube then got an AD, advertising Monopoly Go. Well, it inspired the triplets to become multi-millionaire entrepreneurs. 

"I dibs cat" Nick called out, as soon as Matt opened the box of Monopoly. 

"Well, I dibs dog so Chris, you have fun choosing one of the bad ones" Matt smirked, sorting out the money, he then handed it to Nick, making him banker, since he couldn't trust himself. 

He only got the ℳ500 and the ℳ1 wrong once. Once. (Idk what that currency symbol is, it looked closest to the monopoly money symbol so yeah) 

Chris looked through the different characters, landing on the car. He then grabbed Nick's cat, placed it on top, and pretended to drive the cat throughout Monopoly City. 

Matt shuffled all the cards and the game began, the youngest going first since the triplets had their little system. 

Chris grabbed the dice and narrowed his eyes like he was playing poker in Vegas. "Wait, can we not buy the first round" He then opened his eyes fully, asking the question. 

"Well-" Nick was cut off by an impatient Matt. 

"No. We are doing that rule cause it always kicks us in the ass. Roll now Chris, I don't have all day" Matt directed, forcing Chris to roll.

Not before Chris could get a snarky remark in. Not that it was a very good one-

"Well, what are you going to do? Do you have to babysit the kids tonight or something?" Chris shot back.

The other two triplets were confused.

"When were kids getting brought into this" Nick said, confuzzled.

Matt raised his eyebrows, choosing not to say anything.

"I know your secrets Matthew" Chris whispered, sounding like something out of a horror movie.

"Yeah ok." Matt then blinked a couple of times before focusing back on the game, which was in full swing.

Meaning.

Chris finally rolled the die after a century of waiting and was already crying cause he rolled double two.

Income tax.

"FUCK" He screamed, slamming two hundred dollars into the middle.

Nick and Matt side-eyed each other before laughing at Chris. Not with him, Chris wasn't laughing.

He wanted to go drown in the rain.

They hadn't even all had their first roll and people were suicidal.

Monopoly ladies and gentlemen.

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Twenty minutes later the game was in full swing for real this time.

Matt was in jail and had stolen three hundred dollars from Nick's pile, but no one caught him. Nick wouldn't notice, the bank was broke of hundreds since the banker had all of them.

Chris had brought all the stations but only had a dollar left since he traded all his money for the last station, which Nick had brought.

Nick was the king of the board, making all his money off Mayfair and Vine Street, which both had hotels on them. He owned the colour set.

"I'm bored" Chris whined, seeing how much he had in his bank. He then rolled the dice and landed on his own property, he did a little air pump, glad not to be spending money.

He looked over at Nick who was fanning himself with hundreds.

Matt was sitting in jail. He had landed on that board space so many times and gotten the card twice.

"Shut up Chris. At least you aren't making friends with the cellar rats and eating prison food for the seventh time" Matt complained, fidgeting with his money in front of him. 

Nick sat and watched. He had both get-out-of-jail cards, over three thousand dollars and a bunch of properties. "HA, cant relate" he then joked.

Chris and Matt turned their heads slowly, like they were characters in a comedy movie.

The triplets really were covering all the genres. Watch them win an Oscar for 'Monopoly; the game of Fights, Getting Out of Jail and Nick winning'

"Why y'all looking at me like you going to murder me? Yes passed go. More money for me" Nick grabbed money from the bank while questioning his brothers' facial expressions.

"You could probably afford to revive yourself" Chris stated, receiving the dice from Nick. Matt still had to wait one more turn. Jail life everyone.

Matt nodded, agreeing with Chris. Chris was spitting facts. Who was he and what did they do with Chris?

All of Nick's monopoly money is the reward if you find the suspect. 

Anyways. 

"Dear God, if I get another go in jail, please let me die peacefully since I refuse to sit on that board space anymore" Matt prayed quickly before rolling the dice. 

Ten. 

He moved ten spaces, meaning free parking. 

There was a good one thousand dollars in there and Matt yelped in excitement. 

"You're fucking kidding me" Chris fell back, refusing to look at anything but the roof. How was he meant to survive this game with one singular dollar? He needed to pass go but he was so far from it.

Well more like four board spaces but Nick owned everything coming up and he could not afford to land on anything but Go.

Nick rolled the dice, the order of youngest to oldest out the window by the time it got to Matt again. Pretty sure Chris had like five goes in a row before deciding he wasn't getting any money and losing it by the second. 

"I'm going to buy that" He smirked, paying for one of the last remaining board spaces. 

"Would you like to buy the moon as well, or are we good?" Matt remarked, rolling his eyes as he grabbed Nick the card for the board space. 

"I quit" Chris announced, getting up and walking to the fridge to get anything but water. This is the Sturniolo household, water is strictly prohibited.

Matt looked at Chris, with puppy eyes, not wanting to be left alone with the gay Mister Monopoly. 

"Stop looking at me like a lost puppy Matt" Chris begged, seeing his brother.

Nick was just counting his money real quick, making sure his last investment (one hundred dollars, get your head out of your ass Nick) wasn't impacting his bank account that much. 

"Why is your puppy eyes so convincing" Chris groaned, getting his drink and coming back to the game.

He had an extra dollar.

Two dollars.

"Aw, who gave me a dollar" He gushed, obviously fake, he wanted like a hundred dollars. Cheapskates.

"Me. I was feeling generous" Nick smiled, gritting his teeth.

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Nick ended up winning. Surprise surprise.

Chris went bankrupt after he invested his two dollars in paying Nick's rent for Mayfair.

Once the game was packed up, Chris layed on the couch again.

"Nick"

"Yeah"

"I'm bored"

"Fuck my life"

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THIS WAS QUITE RANDOM BUT DID Y'ALL LIKE IT? It was kinda short and rushed but... 

LOVE AND KISSES. 

-BON