“A computer once beat me at chess but it was no match for me at kick boxing”
Emo Phillips.
Miles sneered at his computer. So close, but once again so far. After being kicked out of the chess club for mixing up his queen and rook, leading to an incident where they needed to call the fire department, an electrification, and an air force pilot, he took to improving his skill and knowledge of the game.
A game he would then add was stupid, unfair, and just plain evil. Even after countless matches against the computer, this time he was sure he was going to win, but no, one slight mistake and bam, there went his queen.
"I'll show you, you stupid two bit piece of evil!"
Jumping up from his chair, Miles spun his foot as hard as he at the monitor, however like his chess skills, his coordination wasn't the best so he missed, hitting the side of the desk instead, and the impact threw him off balance, causing him to fall over, his head landing inches away from the TV.
While he was still recovering from the dizziness and figuring out just what had happened, he heard the sound of his dog barking and a tongue against his face.
"Miles, what are you doing?" his sister then asked.
"It was mean to me" he said pointing at the computer.
"Well, get your stuff and let's go. Remember, we have to meet Leon to go camping in half an hour."
Stumbling to get back up, he swore he'd extract revenge on that computer. One day he would prove he was the superior one. Though that day was not today.
A/N: I wrote this about a year ago, I got the idea, and thought of using the characters I had in mind for a longer story. That longer story never got written, but maybe someday.
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Tiger's Short Stories
Short StoryA series of mostly unrelated short stories that don't have enough to be their own story. Some featuring random cameos, guest writers, previews of coming stories and penguins because that's just the way I roll.
