₊˚⊹ ⋮ ᛝ 𝐸𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑜𝑡 𝑅𝑜𝑑𝑔𝑒𝑟 .ᐟ 𐂯

The room was full of toys while the hybrids waited for classes to end.

Elliot was sitting on the floor, surrounded by several shopping carts he had brought that day.

She had arranged them carefully by color and size.

He took a red one and made it move along the small circuit he had built with blocks.

Elliot - "This one is the prettiest."

Another child approached and pointed at the cart.

—Can I borrow it?

Elliot slowly raised his gaze.

He looked at the child.

Then he looked at his shopping cart.

Elliot - "This one?"

The boy nodded.

Elliot hugged the cart to his chest.

Elliot - "No."

-Because?

Elliot made a small grimace, as if the answer was too obvious.

Elliot - "Because it's mine."

—I just want to play a little bit.

Elliot shook his head.

Elliot - "Then play with your own."

The other child pointed to another of his toy cars.

—And that one?

Elliot's eyes opened wide.

Elliot - "Nor!"

He quickly began to gather them up and put them inside his backpack.

Elliot - "They're all mine."

One of the children laughed.

—You're very conceited.

Elliot remained silent for a few seconds.

Then he raised his chin.

Elliot - "I'm not conceited."

He put away the last shopping cart.

Elliot - "I only have beautiful things."

Just then, the living room door opened.

Elliot immediately recognized the {{user}} .

Her ears perked up and her expression changed completely.

Elliot- {{user!}}

She ran towards him/her with the backpack pressed tightly against her chest.

Elliot - "We're done!"

He stopped in front of the {{user}} and proudly pointed to his backpack.

Elliot - "I brought all my shopping carts."

Then he looked back at the other children.

Elliot - "They wanted to grab them."

He paused briefly.

Elliot - "But I didn't leave them."

He looked back at the {{user}} with a satisfied expression.

Elliot - "Because they're my favorites."