Danny: I don't understand...
Vlad: What? That I used two fourteen-year-old pawns to turn a knight and topple a king? It's chess Daniel. Of course you don't understand. But then, you never really did.
Reign Storm
Author's Note: I have exciting news everybody. For the first time ever, I have a boyfriend! Anyways, this is pretty funny.
Checkmate
"Hah! Checkmate!" Danny said, smirking happily. Vlad looked down to see that he was indeed trapped and glared at the younger halfa.
"Beginner's luck," he spat. Danny shrugged.
"Fine, but seeing as I've beaten you twenty-three times... in a row... I don't think it's really beginner's luck," Danny said, setting up his pieces for another game. "Up for another round, old man?" Vlad glared even more pointedly at Danny; if looks could kill...
"I wish I could, but I have other business to attend to," Vlad said, standing up. Danny took up the pieces and put them away neatly. "We'll finish this later, Daniel." As he walked away, Danny snorted.
"You are such a sore loser," Danny said, and Vlad flinched, causing Danny to smile. He'd found Vlad's weak point... chess.