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Legos.
Satya’s favorite thing in this whole world was Legos. She liked how she could build with them, she liked the feel of them clicking together, she could create anything with Legos.
Right now she didn’t have Legos though. So she just stayed focused on the painting on the other wall. It had red and blue. It was nice. She was studying each little brush stroke.
“Satya? Athena told you me you like Legos.”
Satya looked over at the woman who was in the room with her. She’d almost completely forgotten her presence. Perhaps she was nice and kept her voice low, but Satya didn’t feel comfortable. Other than the painting she didn’t like this room. People came in, asked her questions, Satya would just look away and stare at the painting instead. This room had a bad smell too. Like really strong lemon cleaner. It burned.
But the woman, Ana, she didn’t smell like strong perfume. And she was now sitting on the floor and had taken a small box out of her purse.
Legos. Brand new Legos.
Satya quietly gasped before hesitantly joining her on the floor. One part about it being so strongly clean smelling, the floor wasn’t too dirty. Satya hated dirt.
Ana opened the box and handed the packet of Legos to Satya. “Here. You can keep it.”
Satya took the packet and finally spoke up.
“Thank you.”
Her previous foster family had always forced her to speak up, even though it usually resulted in her bursting into tears or what they called ‘spazzing out’. But Legos were helpful with that.
Click. Click. Click. Click.
Satya possibly spent ten minutes just clicking and taking two of the pieces apart. It was so calming, soon the girl had relaxed enough to start building. She didn’t even need the instructions, she’d just looked at the picture on the box.
Soon there was a small truck, sitting in front of them. Satya wheeled it around and smiled. She’d built it, all by herself.
Ana looked impressed. “Very good. You can build whatever you like just by looking at the picture?”
Satya nodded. “Yes. It’s not that hard,” She explained.
“Well, if you’d like to live with me, I’ll make sure you have plenty of Legos. How does that sound?”
Her old family said Legos were for boys. They wouldn’t let Satya have Legos.
But perhaps Ana wouldn’t be so bad.
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“… Are these for me?”
Torbjorn grunted as he put down another large plastic container. “Yes, Satya. Do what you like with em.” Torbjorn had been collecting these things for years with his own children, but most of them went unused. If what Ana said was correct, Satya would appreciate them more.
Satya examined the boxes before she shook her head. “I need to organize them. Please help me,” She said as she grabbed a box and started pulling out the red Legos.
Torbjorn chuckled but joined her, taking the time to build a small cannon while sorting. “What do you think of this one?” He asked, lifting it into her eyesight.
Although for a brief moment Satya looked impressed, she wrinkled her nose. “It’s… lopsided.” Five minutes later, she’d assembled her own cannon, this one smoother and refined. She looked quite pleased. “See?”
Torbjorn laughed, slapping his thigh. The sharp sound made Satya jump but she hesitantly laughed at well.
“You’re a real smart kid, Satya.”
Satya beamed.