A/N: Short this-and-that's completed. :D
First attempt on first-person narratives... Please enjoy. :)
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1.
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"Vi-o-let..?" he mumbled.
"Yes," said the tall lady before him. "That's her name. And Violet, this is Quigley."
The little girl, holding her mother's hand, reached out another hand to the little boy.
"Nice to meet you," she said softly and innocently, just like any three-year-old is expected to.
Quigley took her hand and shook it, as he sees grown-ups do when greeting someone new. "You, too," he said, and smiled.
"Now why don't you two play, hmm?" said the lady whom Violet held to earlier. "Mum will have to go to Daddy now, Violet. Please don't wander around too much." Then she smiled at the two.
Before Violet could utter a word, the lady hastily went off until Violet could see her no longer. So she instead faced the boy before him, who still didn't let go of her hand, unintentionally.
"Hello," she greeted, and started shaking his hand again. The two looked at each other innocently, and shared a smile.
"Are you staying here?" asked Quigley. The little girl sat down and held onto the wrench and pliers that lay on the floor, and continued fixing and adjusting things here and there like a well-learned adult would. Violet smiled and nodded without looking beside her, and the little boy sat beside her, watching her continue her invention.
"What's that?" he asked.
"An automatic rolling pin," she said. "For a contest."
Quigley wondered if his own school had their own contests as well. Maybe if there were, he could join in one where countries and other different geographical forms on an unlabeled map were asked of their names by only basing on their form. He could certainly win in such.
He looked closely. It could be seen that a window shade and six pairs of roller skates were used to do the invention.
"...Amazing," complimented an amazed Quigley.
Violet turned away from her invention and to him. "Thank you," she said with a big smile. She was about to explain how it would work, when they heard someone approach.
"Dear me," said an adult who entered the room. She looked at Violet in surprise, but quickly turned to Quigley to carry him to her arms, saying, "I never knew you could be interested in inventing, too, Quigley." Violet turned to the adult, then to Quigley, smiling. It's a rarity to find people her age to share the same interests.
"Sadly, though, your siblings need you for now," said the adult, and the smile faded from the two children's faces. "For a while, now, little girl."
Violet, who only knew his name, looked at Quigley sadly as the adult walked away. Quigley turned around to look back and wave from the person's shoulder. Violet smiled back, and instead waited at the guest room, where they were introduced to each other, and continuing her work.
But he never came back.