Six allowed himself a small grin.
Too easy, he thought proudly to himself, He’s no good at all!
Moving his own piece, Six then leant back in his chair, arms folded defiantly, as he announced, “Check!”
“Mate,” was Seven’s unexpected reply, as, seemingly from nowhere, he moved another piece, overthrowing the Queen.
“What?” Six leapt to his feet in shock, appalled at this sudden turn-around.
“Maybe a pie eating contest would be more appropriate for you? You’ve certainly had the practice…”
Seven was slightly unnerved by the look his opponent gave him.