His heartbeat echoed in his ears, sweat crawled down his brow. If he didn't pick the right one it was all over. His lifted his hand slowly. His finger twitched and he held his breath as he acted on his decision.

"NO!" screamed Shawn as a waterfall of wood covered his hand.

"YES! I win again!" Gus' fist pumped through the air victoriously. "I am and will always be the Jenga master." He stood, moon-walking around Shawn.

Shawn pouted as he slapped the evil little blocks away from his hand. "Best three out of five!"

"You're on."