Prompt 125: You're the one who left it laying around.
Eager hands
Scott stared at his diorama of Dad and Uncle Lee's Mars landing. The rocket that had stood pride of place was now in the grasp of his three year old brother.
"MUM! John destroyed my homework."
"It's not destroyed, Scott."
Scott frowned as his mother knelt beside John.
"Please give Scott his rocket back."
The toddler obediently placed the rocket on Mars.
"Aren't you going to tell him off?"
"You're the one who left it laying around. He's been trying to play with it all week."
Scott anger melted when small arms wrapped around his waist. It really was fixable.
