[Original] The Toy Spat

The challenge issued by one Amy R. was as follows. To work on an exercise of dialogue between two characters for at least two pages without forgetting setting, characterization and description! There was a bonus challenge further issued to complete this challenge without the use of adverbs (which I had to be re-educated on sadly because I’d forgotten their exact definition but I’ve known what they are all along) which I sadly failed miserably at by one adverb only!

And thus, The Toy Spat was born!  Bonus points by the way if you can figure out which two book characters I’m referring to, their series and who wrote said series.  PS: It’s a long time favourite of mine and my copies of said books are quite well loved.

It all started over a toy that a little girl had been working on for a proverbial hour or two.  A young boy with sandy coloured hair decided that it was his turn to play with the toy.

The toy in question was a Rubix Cube.  He sat down in front of the girl with her golden ringlets framing her face and moved to take the puzzle from her.

“My turn,” the boy said with a matter-of-fact tone of voice.

“No it’s not,” the girl replied before she turned her back on him.

“Is too,” the boy returned with a huff.

“I just got it,” the girl stated.

“So?”

“So it’s mine,” the girl says with a firm tone.

“Is not!”

The little girl rose to her feet as her lower lip began to quiver.  Her blue eyes were filling with crocodile tears as she ran away from the little boy.  She held her beloved Rubix Cube close to her chest as she dipped into the large, multi-coloured castle in the classroom.

It was kindergarten after all.  Small children don’t generally grasp the concept of sharing until much their much older.  The girl made a mad dash up the ramp before she hid herself in the castle’s tower.  It was all the Princesses were hid by the wicked witches in her storybooks so it seemed like a good place to hide at the time.

“Gimme that toy,” the boy bellowed indignantly.

“NO!” The little girl shrieked.

“Give it to me!”

“NO!”

The boy entered the castle and dashed up the ramp where once again the boy tried to wrestle the toy free from the girl in her puffy pink princess dress and tiara.  Her little hands were wrapped tightly around the toy as the toy engaged in a battle of tug-of-war for the little toy.

“Gimme!”

“No!”

“Yes!”

“No!”

The boy tugged hard on the toy.  “Yes!”

The girl pulled it back to her with crocodile tears falling down her freckled face.  “No!”

“Yes!”

“No!”

“I wanna play with it,” the boy whined.

“I’m not done!  It’s mine!”

“Is not!”

“Is too!”

“Is not!”

“Is too!”

Eventually, the little girl got fed up with the boy as she pushed him away and ran out of the castle.  She ran as fast as her little legs could carry her toward the teacher who was wondering what all the fuss was about.  The teacher had a worried look on her face and several other children were watching with scared looks on their faces.  The little girl was quick to wrap herself around the teacher’s leg before the little boy could get any further.

The little Princess looked up at the teacher who was weak willed and gullible when it came to puppy dog eyes and fake tears as the child buried her face, arms and rubix cubed in the teacher’s pant leg.

“He won’t lemme play with my toy!”

“She won’t lemme play with it too!”

The teacher suddenly smiled.  They had the perfect solution to the problem in its entirety.  With the little Princess still attached to their leg, the teacher produced a large pieced puzzle for the children.  She instructed the children that instead of arguing with each other during playtime, that they should work on this puzzle instead.  It would teach the two of them to work together and hopefully to share.  It wasn’t the first time that the teacher had heard these types of arguments in her classroom and while she was lilly-livered in every way imaginable, she had decided to make a change in her classrooms environment.

 

Slowly the remaining children gathered around the teacher with expectant looks on their faces.  The teacher had come prepared with several more puzzles and distributed them on the tables for the children.  She proceeded to instruct her children that the puzzles were going to teach them how to work together as a team.

After what felt like an eternity, the children were working together to assemble the puzzles.

Even the little Princess and the sandy haired boy.

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