21• Chess

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The skeleton wasn't familiar with board games or any game with a lot of instructions.

Sadly, he didn't know any thing about chess, nor did he play either. When he forgot to tell some Sanses, there was a little chess game happening. That was not what brought his mood down, it was the thought of potentially any of his enemies or rival saw him be an absolute idiot. Well, not like he's already one.

The bunch of skeletons cheered and groaned in despair when the winner of a single round won. Sci was surprisingly great at it, honestly made Ink impressed for once this whole event.

Though the fun didn't last much longer, as Sci lost to Classic, who was sleeping through the entire thing. However, the worst part crawled over the protector's shoulders when multiple skulls faced towards him with excited but challenging grins.

"It's Ink's turn!"

"You better win, protector!"

"Try winning, I guess."

The overflowing of sentences overwhelmed the artist, causing him to puke up his namesake and cough. The Sanses watched him with concern and disgust, not that It mattered.

"You don't have to." Classic spoke up.

"I don't even know how to play."

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Idk was doing some chores so :,>

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