Chess Flash Fiction

The Opening Move: Fianchetto (little flank)

David played e4. Priscilla played e5. David played Nf3. Priscilla played Nc6 and flicked back her long, blonde hair. David played Bb5. ‘Interesting,’ Priscilla said, playing Nf6. ‘You bet,’ David said, playing d3. Priscilla grazed David’s leg with her painted toe. ‘Hey no fair!’ David said. Priscilla chuckled, holding the tall column of a bishop in her delicate fingers, she played Bc5. David inwardly shuddered, observing her lingering long on the bishop with her scarlet fingernails. David pulling himself together, played c3. Priscilla castled king side. David castled king side. They looked at each other. David knew that look.
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Laying back on the floor, panting and sweaty, David said, whilst pulling out a pawn that had wedged deep into his back, ‘Still, do you think we could get through ONE game sometime?’
Priscilla smiled. ‘It’s not about winning but the taking part, surely?’
‘Tell that to my team!’ David scoffed.
I already have, Priscilla thought. She’d checkmated them all...

(160 words)  (Flash Friday Competition - Vol 2 -44)

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