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Subi: Chapters again!... yeah, got stuck... >>;
4. Small Gifts
"Hey, Sprite! Time to get in the car!" Her 'dad' called from the driveway.
"I'm coming! Give me a minute, dad!" Blazestorm called back. She quickly turned to her two friends she'd made over the three years she'd been in Arizona. "Bye Alicia and Mandy, I'll miss you both terribly..." She said, hugging them both. "I'll do my best to keep in touch."
"You better, or we'll find a way to hunt you down," Alicia said jokingly before holding out a wrapped box. "I asked my mom to bring me to the store the other day, and we got this for you. I know you like robots and stuff, so I thought you'd like to put this one together when you get around to 'freeing' it." Blazestorm took the box, smiling at her friend. "Thanks Alicia."
"I got this for you," Mandy said, holding out another box, though somewhat smaller. "Same story here, I hope you like it." Blazestorm put that box on top of the other one, fighting back tears. "Thanks Mandy."
"Trish, lets go! We won't hit Los Vegas if we don't go now!"
"Coming!" Blazestorm hugged her friends one last time before running over to the front-passenger side of the blue-grey van sitting in the driveway. She stashed the boxes under the dashboard, climbed onto the seat, and waved at her friends through the window as her dad started the car. She quickly sat down on the seat, shut the door and pulled the seatbelt over her shoulder.
"Ready to go, Sprite?"
" 'We won't make Vegas' if we aren't," She quoted, rephrasing what her dad had said somewhat. He laughed and backed the van out of the driveway, before turning it and headed towards the highway half a mile away... ... ...
"Alicia..." Blazestorm whispered. Inspired, she picked up Mandy's box, and quickly, but quietly unwrapped that box as well. Only the picture on that box was even more mechanical-happying for her; This one was an actual robot- though it didnt change shape or anything- that was white, blue, red, and yellow in color.
"Mandi... Alicia... I could have never thanked you enough," Blazestorm breathed, placed the wrapping paper in the trash, and carefully put the boxes in her suitcase of clothes. Climbing back onto the bed, she snuggled under the blankets and for the first time in three years, fell into a peaceful sleep...
"You like this room?" He asked.
"Yep!"
"Do you want this one then?"
"Yep!"
"Alright," He laughed, adding, "Don't make a big mess in less than ten minutes of being in here."
"I won't. Can I get one out and put it together?"
"Sure, just make sure any trash goes back in the box, Sprite."
"Okay!" Blazestorm chirped, and decided to put the cat-robot together first. She quickly opened the box, careful not to tear it, and started to sort out what pieces went together, not bothering to even glance at the instructions. Within minutes the lion-robot was crawling around the floor by its own, battery-powered 'will.' She immediately opened the other box, pausing to note there was too many pieces to put this one together so simply. Pulling out the instructions, Blazestorm began to build the small model of a robot... ... ...