pitythetrumper

Freddie pulled Prior in close and tucked him along his side. "Neither of us is going anywhere," he promised. "Which means you may sleep through one of the only games where we don't end up throwing pieces at each other." He nodded to the board by the side of the dresser. It was more like a handful of boards glued together with the spaces colored in. The pieces were stones with the piece name taped on top. He actually looked a little sheepish.

"I need a better chess set."