oven mitts

A chess game, Rather than testing physical or magical strength, it tests strategy and your wit.

Twilight was the white cheese side so she started off.

Several hours later

The battle of chess has gone on for what seemed like days. some of the pawns even had a bit of mold on them.

What? Its only been a couple hours? Whatever, continue on.

The game has been lowered to king versus king, and mice were eating the game board.

it came down to no pony attacking. but, it was just a matter of time before someone slipped up.

Twilight eventually Trapped oven mitts in the corner. (somehow)

"Checkmate!" Twilight yelled in success.

"What?" Oven mitts asked confused.

"Checkmate" twilight says.

"huh" Oven mitts still floats there confused.

"I win" Twilight blankly says.

"oh, where I'm from They say "Hot dog syrup"" Oven mitts says.

"Okay" twilight says.

Oven mitts then descends into the ground Leaving nothing but a memory...

...And a bunch of dried custard

...And a giant pancake.