Eurus watches as the girl approaches Victor and Sherlock.
From the increasing look of irritation on the two's faces they will say no this time.
Eurus lets her arm holding the plane drop, staring at the group. The boys say no and Eleanor cries. Mummy tries to convince them to allow the stupid girl to play but they refuse.
The next fifteen times she asks they say no too and she stops asking after that, comforting herself by drawing flowers and cats and other things normal girls her age draw. Eurus is satisfied with her prediction for the social rejection experiment.
The pigtailed girl approaches Sherlock, back straight and head tilted upwards.
"Will you not allow me to play dear brother?" She asks out of politeness as she knows her mother will approve. The curly haired boy scowls at her.
"You're too little." He says self importantly. Eurus tilts her head to the side in curiosity and nods at her older brother. It seems that the same results come from others of the same physical age and gender.
She goes back to her plane, dragging it through the sky.
Despite the fact she had expected it something annoys her about the fact that her dear brother doesn't allow her to play.
The other girl tries again too some days when she sees that Eurus is doing it. All that happens is the increase of irritation present in the two boys and the widening of the rift between Sherlock and his sister even when his Redbeard isn't here.
Eurus holds the plane limply in her hand.
"Play with me Sherlock!" She demands calmly. The boy refuses. Eurus frowns, eyebrows furrowing slightly and alluding to her anger.
That boy is taking her brother away from her.
She feels something shift and her gaze flickers to the boy.
He has a strong connection with his sister. As he is removing Sherlock from her she should remove Eleanor from the boy. That would be fitting. Sherlock is- in his core- nice so he wouldn't want his friend to be sad so he would give up their friendship and play with Eurus again if it meant that the boy could play with his sister again.
She watches passively as Sherlock rejoins his friend who is busy telling Eleanor that she can't play because she's a girl.
She sees a few flaws in the plan but suddenly her annoyance clouds her thinking enough that she grabs the girl's arm.
"I cannot allow you to play with Eleanor, Victor, as we are going to play pretend." Eleanor yelps as Eurus drags her backwards.
"Ouch- Eurus! You're hurting me!" Victor immediately leaps to the aid of his sister and Eurus scowls at him.
"We're going to play pretend and you will not interfere." The boy steps back and Eurus tilts her head, "Understand?" Sherlock stands behind him, unsure about what to do. The boy sees sense.
"Let's go Yellowbeard- we don't want to play with little girls!" Eurus' brother follows, seemingly uncertain about the new rules Eurus has set for their relationships.
"Being a girl is not a thing to be insulted for any more than being a boy. All are enslaved by their minds and there is no difference between the male and female brain." She knows that Sherlock's Redbeard has too limited an intelligence to understand but she doesn't care.
Eurus turns back to the girl.
"When I play pretend I am a girl in an aeroplane far above everyone which is going to crash. I am the only one on the plane awake and it will destroy the city below when it crashes." Eurus states so that the girl has some awareness of what roles she can and can't play. Eleanor looks at her in confusion, pain already forgotten.
"Then who can I be?" Eurus tilts her head, considering.
"You can be in the city. When I fall you will burn." She says evenly. Eleanor frowns.
"I don't want to die." The pigtailed girl frowns back at her.
"Everybody dies someday. You will die inevitably. Should you not want to practise?" The girl pulls a face.
"Can't I be on the plane too? I can help you put the plane on the ground so no one gets hurt." Eurus tilts her head, thinking.
"No. Only I am on the plane. None can reach me. You are on the ground in the city." Eleanor sniffs.
"Then I'm not playing." Eurus allows the girl to stomp back over to her drawing.
It's time for a new experiment.