Her face filled with a vicious grin, Rainbow Dash seized her piece.

Click, click, click.

"Ha! Take that!" She chuckled as she swept the jumped pieces from the board. "King me!"

"Okie dokie! Do you, Rainbow Dash, utterly testify and declare in your conscience that—"

"What? Pinkie, no! Make my piece a king!"

"Oh, right! Silly me! There you go!" Pinkie Pie returned one of the captured checker pieces.

"Aww, yeah. Not that I need it, now. Better look out, Pinkie Pie, 'cause you're about to get creamed."

Pinkie looked up eagerly. "Ooh, what kind of cream? Whipped cream? Bavarian cream? Cream cheese? What's it taste like?"

Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes. "You'll find out in a few moves. Uh, your turn."

Pinkie scratched her chin and have a long, airy 'hmm.' She wondered why Dashie had taken only three pieces instead of five available to another piece. Probably because she wanted the king, Pinkie decided… as much as Rainbow Dash wanted to win, she wanted to win extravagantly. King is greater than five-jump. Pinkie would remember that for next time.

"Good luck, Peacey-Four!" she cheered, sliding her piece one space forward.

"Heh, that's right. Walk into my trap! Bam!" With another resolute click, Rainbow jumped another piece with her new king. "Two pieces left, Pinkie. Think you can still take me?"

"Sure! Wanna go get some ice cream after this? I could take you to the park and we can splash around in the fountain to wash off our messy faces! Oh, I could take you to the castle and we can say hi to Twilight! We could get Twilight and Applejack and Rarity and Fluttershy and all of us can get taken out for ice cream and splashing in the fountain!"

"Ugh..." Rainbow buried her muzzle in a hoof. "Some day I'll learn."

"But Dashie, you learn really fast all the time! You're super-duper-smart, like you know all about clouds and the weather. I bet you even know more about Daring Do than Twilight!"

Rainbow chuckled self-consciously. "R-right."

Apparently, that wasn't quite the right thing to say. She'd keep Rainbow smiling, though. Pinkie was sure of it.

"And I haven't yet bested you at checkers! You're super-good, Dashie! Hey, that's a fun word: 'bested!' Bested, vested, rested…"

Rainbow Dash looked up. "Y-you've never won? Not even once?"

"Noperoni!"

"Pinkie…" Then Rainbow frowned. She wasn't supposed to frown. "Like, never ever?"

"I don't mind!"

"That's… that's not okay! Here, turn the board around—"

Pinkie put her hooves down, holding the board in place. "No, it's fine."

"But… But you gotta win!" Rainbow's wings were spread wide. "Just this once!"

"Dashie, you've already won!" Even with her two surviving pieces against Dashie's seven, Pinkie saw victory in fifteen moves if she wanted.

"Then I want a rematch. We'll keep playing until you win."

"But then you won't win, and you won't even be trying to win."

Rainbow scoffed. "Look, I'll… You can…" She sagged. "Yeah."

Pinkie thought Rainbow needed a hug, so she gave her one.

"Dashie, you like winning. It makes you happy, right?"

"Not when my friend—"

"And I," Pinkie said, interrupting, "don't care if I win or lose—I'm happy just playing and seeing you happy! So you win, and we both win!"

Rainbow gave her an uncertain glance. "Really?"

"Really really!" She leaned in close and whispered, so the game pieces couldn't hear, "And don't worry—some day, I will win. Just wait."

Rainbow smiled, challenging. "Oh, yeah?"

"But first, ice cream! Raceyoutothecastle!"

"Wha—hey!"

And they were off.