A/N: Apologies for taking so long to update! Writer's block, the holidays, and life have been taking up too much of my time for me to actually finish anything. Hopefully I'll have more time to write in 2019, but I can't promise anything. Thanks to FlickeringInnocence, Kayla05w, phantommist13, and Anonymous for your reviews! (Apologies if I spelled your name wrong.)

(This is probably going to be a two or three-part series with different matches between different characters and will also probably be shorter.)

Lance moved a pawn forward, his silence an odd contrast to his normally talkative self.

Pidge raised an eyebrow, pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose and leaning forward.

"I'll let you take that back, if you want."

Lance frowned at her, crossing his arms.

"What's that supposed to mean? That was a good move."

Pidge shrugged, picking up a bishop and moving it diagonally, capturing his pawn and placing herself only a few squares away from his queen.

Lance gaped at her, shooting a glare at Keith when he said, "Should have taken it back."

Behind the table, Allura and Hunk were discussing the rules of chess, if it was a difficult game, and whether or not they believed that Lance could actually beat Pidge. Allura doubted it, but Hunk was slightly more optimistic.

Pidge leaned back in her chair, her face emotionless, as though she didn't even care.

"Your turn."

Lance scowled at her, moving a knight in front of his queen, blocking it from her bishop. Pidge smirked, moving her queen forward, where his knight used to be. She took his queen easily, putting herself deeply in his side of the board.

Only a bishop stood between her and Lance's king.

"Well...maybe he won't win," Hunk remarked.

Lance groaned, knowing that they were probably right. He scanned the board, helpless to his own foolish moves, knowing that this wasn't as big a deal as he thought.

Keith peered over the board, knowing exactly what Lance could do to get his king behind a safer barrier, but didn't say anything. He was already lined up to play the winner of this match, and he didn't want to interfere.

Pidge tilted her head, narrowing her eyes slightly. It was rather ominous, and yet hilarious at the same time.

"Don't rush me," Lance muttered, picking up a pawn and moving it forward a space, next to her queen. He could buy himself some extra time while he figured something out so that he didn't lose in too embarrassing a fashion.

"Was that a good move?" Allura whispered. Hunk shrugged, pointing at Pidge's setup on the other side of his king, which would be able to take it out if he moved it from behind a knight. Allura nodded in understanding, covering a small giggle as she realized that Lance was completely oblivious to her real plan.