Chapter 11
"That one…that one…that…that…and that," Mackenzie's finger came to point to a box, the one different this time was that someone was already holding it. The boy looked at him; he was alone holding the box. Mackenzie's caretaker leaned over and smiled at the boy. "Honey, where did you get that?" The boy frowned and pointed at an empty section on the row of toys. The caretaker's eyes widened.
Mackenzie stepped over to the boy and held out his hand. "Give it to me." The boy held the box up and shook his head. "No way, I've been saving up for this forever." Mackenzie frowned, "Can I please have that?" The boy scowled at him. "I just told you, no. It's mine." Mackenzie bit his lip and curled his fists. Suddenly the other caretaker was in front of him.
"Master Mackenzie look at this? Its brand knew. You don't need that old thing." Mackenzie looked at the woman flatly. "I want it." He said simply. Then he looked at the toy in her hand. "I want both." The caretaker looked stunned but he ignored her. Reaching his hands out her grabbed the box for the boy's hand. The boy pulled back, but Mackenzie's grip was strong. "I want it. Give it to me." Then he added. "Please," because that's what Mum and Dad always told him to say.
"No."
"Now, now, what is going on here?" the store owner came over. He was dressed in his usual affair, which was only normal for him, pinstriped suit with fake flower coming out his breast pocket and streamers hanging from his belt. "Hello, mister shopkeeper." Mackenzie waved at him and the man grinned. "What seems to be the problem?"
"He won't give me the last toy." The shopkeeper looked over the boy, who was looking around the shop, probably looking for his parents. The boy called over a woman. "Mama, I found." The woman was young, the proper younger, not the other young. She smiled and said, "That's great! Why hello, are you buying something too?" The woman leaned over and grinned at Mackenzie he suck out his tongue.
"Not unless he gives it too me," Mackenzie turned to the shopkeeper. "I want it, if I don't get it I won't buy anything from you ever again." The man masked his surprise but he had the same expression as the caretakers. The first one leaned over to the shopkeeper and whispered, "Please, sir, if Mackenzie complains to his parents I might be out of the job. I have two kids." The shopkeeper smiled and took the box from eth boy's hand and gave it to Mackenzie.
"Here you are? See, just for you, now don't forget to come back you hear?" Mackenzie and nodded, the shopkeeper grinned again and bowed to the woman. "My sincerest apologies, may I offer you reimbursement? Or would another toy interest thing young lad here?" The woman gave the shopkeeper an odd look and looked down at her son. "Quentin we can just get in later, come on."
"But Mama!" The boy exclaimed, his mouth hanging open. The woman took the cash that the shopkeeper was offering and started to drag her son out of the store. "I had it first Mama." She pulled him close and then the boy slumped and her turned back glaring at Mackenzie, "Spoiled brat!"
