..., in the room next door, poked his head out and looked at the two of them. “There’s only one bed.” She demanded. Ben poked his head into the room and saw, with dismay, that she was right. There was only one double bed. “The best I could do.” Max muttered. “There weren’t any rooms with single beds in them. It won’t kill you to share something for once.” “Don’t bet on it.” Gwen muttered. She stomped her way into the room. Ben sighed and shook his head. This was going to be a long night.
Some time later.
“Check and mate. Again.” Gwen muttered as she shifted her bishop into place and snatched Ben’s rook. Ben pouted and turned away from her. “This stupid game is boring anyway.” He shuffled to the end of the bed and clicked on the small TV that sat on top of a cabinet. There wasn’t much on but it was much better than playing chess with his smart-aleck cousin. “It’s not stupid. Chess has been played for centuries, from kings to commoners. It teaches logic and strategic thinking. The best thing considering what you like to do as a hobby.” She indicated the Omnitrix on is wrist. “Perhaps a little strategy instead of rushing in, wavi...