Waterloo 15 June 1815
Wellington is taking command of the battle, after the initial skirmishes all is quiet.
Wellington's aide spots a French rider approaching waving a white flag.
Aide : A rider approaches my Lord. He waves a white flag.
Wellington : Already? The buggers can't have given up already? Can they?
Aide: They are French my Lord, anything is possible.
The rider arrives.
Frenchman : Ze Emperor offers to settle this contest one on one with you direct Lord Wellington. Save the blood shed.
Wellington : I quite like the blood shed my old chap, why do you think I bother with this crap.?
Frenchman : The Emperor would like to play you at scissors, paper, stone.Winner takes all.
Wellington : Best of three?
Frenchman : Of course.
Aide : Careful my Lord. Boney is a cunning swine. Remember when he beat Nelson at eye spy?
Wellington : Not half, The Admiral could have lost an arm and leg over that game.
Aide: Well…
Frenchman : So my Lord – your answer?
Wellington : I say no, let the armies decide. My men will triumph.
Aide whispers in his ear.
Wellington : Unless.<beat> Unless Napoleon may consider Noughts and Crosses?
Ends