Meanwhile...
— So, Danny, next time I'm taking the kids to camp! — Ivan said, looking at his friend seriously. — I personally want to see the Sonic statue!" — I don't know, Vanya, I don't know... The camp offered my father to cooperate with them, so... — Danny answered, squinting slyly. — I haven't decided anything yet, actually! — Andrew was indignant, without malice in his voice, realizing that the friends were joking with each other again. — Well, don't be so angry with your son, Uncle Andrew! — David said politely. — I wasn't angry, — the master answered. — I was just explaining that I was still thinking about it. But maybe I'll decide someday. — We don't doubt it, — Stephanie answered. The kettle on the stove began to whistle, warning that it had boiled. Lily turned off the stove, picked up the kettle and poured each of them a cup of tea. Both families sat down to drink tea with pies and sweets, and continued to listen to David and Stephanie's stories about how well they had spent all these days at the camp and who they had met there. After the stories, the boy showed the very same butterfly that he had made for his little sister. — Here it is. When the parents and the Omarovs saw it, they and even more so the toy maker were surprised by what they saw. — Wow! — said the pensioner. Anya happily said something in her own language and stretched out her hands to her beloved brother. — Do you like it? — asked Ivan, holding his daughter on his lap and watching her reaction. — Say "thank you" to David! Anya first looked at her daddy, then at her older brother and at the beautiful butterfly he was holding in his hands and showing her. And unexpectedly even for herself, the little sister prepared to say her first word and what she said shocked not only her, but also the other two families. — Da... Vid. — she first said it syllable by syllable, her eyes widened, her lips forming a tube. Then she repeated again: — David. Mom, dad, brother and their neighbors also widened their eyes and gasped, looking at Anya. — What did you say? — asked David, the first to recover from the shock. — David. — the little girl repeated, not so confidently, and began to look around, looking at her parents and their friends. — Well, I never! As soon as David arrived, Anya started talking! — said Dennis, laughing cheerfully. Andrew slowly started laughing after him, then Stephanie, David, Ivan and Lily. Anya looked around and didn’t understand why everyone around her was laughing. — Yes. I love happy endings, — the boy said. — Do you think this is the end of the story? — the father asked. — Well, sort of. Our life is so full of surprises that you could probably make a movie about it, and if this life really were a movie, I probably would have started the final credits at this very moment. — David said jokingly, and everyone started laughing again, except for the little sister, who still didn’t understand why everyone around her was laughing. After they finished laughing, everyone calmed down and started drinking tea. — Did you really like our surprise? — Andrew asked David. — Of course. I, and especially my mom and dad, didn’t have toys like this before I was born. And some of them, I couldn't even dream of. — Yes. You really have it good. — Stephanie said a little enviously, but she tried not to show her envy, so as not to upset her friend. — Now you have much more toys from the Sonic universe than any other fan of the blue hedgehog. — Do you think so? — David asked, to which Stephanie replied: — I don’t think so, I know. At least, I would probably even envy them if I were them. But I myself would never even think about it. — Do you have your own Sonic toys? — the boy only asked, when the girl almost choked on her tea from what she heard, not expecting such a question. — Well, I... Well... Well... — she didn’t know what to answer. — No. Unfortunately, she doesn’t have her own Sonic toys yet. — Dennis says. — Well... In principle, I could make some for her myself, but I just don’t have time right now. I still have ideas for making Cheburashka. And while I’m thinking about the camp counselors’ offer, maybe I should... — Andrew didn’t continue to explain, since his granddaughter finished the conversation herself: — Okay, okay, Grandpa. Don’t console me. I'll survive somehow if anything happens. But the boy immediately understood from his friend's face that she was still a little sad and that she was a little jealous of him. However, he himself did not show that he understood everything right away. And yet he felt sorry for Stephanie that she still did not have and would not have her toys from the Sonic universe for a long time. The boy decided to feel sorry for his friend and make her happy so that she would not be sad. He came up with an idea to give her half of his toys, because she did not have them, and he himself had so many that they would not even fit in a chest. At the same time, there was nowhere to put them, and he could not throw them away, because it was a pity. After tea, he decided to invite Stephanie to his room for a small and personal conversation. He was modest about talking about this topic with his parents and uncles.Meanwhile: Again!
Sonic, all cheerful, lay on the bed and caught his breath. Amy was also catching her breath, lying on her side and turned one hundred and eighty degrees. — Well, you've really touched my heart! — the hedgehog says. — Yes. I am. The other toys were so caught up in the fun and tickling of Amy over Sonic that they forgot that someone might come into the room. When the door opened and David and Stephanie returned to the room. There was no time to get back to their places and had to pretend not to be alive in the places where they remained. Even Sonic and Amy, lying on the bed, decided to freeze like that. Fortunately, David did not show any signs of it or pay attention to it. — Did you want to talk to me about something alone? — her friend asks a little shyly. — Yes. I was just thinking that I have a lot of Sonic toys anyway, and I have nowhere to put them. And I'm wondering if I should give half of them to someone? The toys became unnoticeably agitated at the news. — "Oh, no. Is he really going to throw us out?" — flashed through Silver's mind. — "He's going to throw me out. That's what I thought." — Sally worried in her thoughts. — Are you serious? — Stephanie asks. — Yes. But I don't know how to explain this to your grandfather. He made such a surprise for me, and I don't want to upset him. Although I'm still happy for such a gift, but I have nowhere to put them. — David explained and paused for a minute. — And I thought. Maybe I'll give half of them to you. — Me? — her friend was delighted, not expecting this, but then she wondered: — But... Why me? — You see... I won't dare give the toys to strangers. You never know what kind of new owners they'll get and what will happen to them. What if they get thrown away one day when they become unnecessary? I've known you for a long time and I'm sure that the toys will be in good hands with you. — David said, a little embarrassed, but still decided to tell the truth, because he did not like to lie. — I noticed that you were sad because you don't have your own toys from the Sonic universe... Stephanie looked at her friend with wide eyes. She did not understand how he guessed that she was a little jealous of him because of this? At that moment, the boy took Sally as an example and handed her to the girl. — Here! Take her as an example. You can even at least examine her if you have any doubts. Stephanie did not even know what to say. On the one hand, she was pleased that her best friend and neighbor turned out to be so kind, honest and generous, but on the other hand, she was even a little ashamed of the fact that she envied him and that he noticed this in her. — And you... Do you really trust me? — she asks a little shyly. — Of course. And I'm sure you probably need them more than I do. Taking a deep breath, she picks up Sally Acorn and begins to examine her. — What a cutie! — the girl affectionately called the chipmunk. — I can't believe Grandpa made her himself... Uh... Wait! — Stephanie suddenly looked a little suspicious. — What? Is something wrong? — David asked. — No. There's something on the sole. — She answers him and examines the sole of the toy's left foot. Stephanie carefully examines Sally's foot and notices the name that she read out loud: — Ka... Ren... Karen? — Suddenly, memories came flooding back to the girl. — Mom?... — What? — David didn't understand and came closer to also see what Stephanie saw. The boy was also a little surprised to see someone's name on the sole of this toy. — I don't understand?... Who is this?... Who left this inscription? — Uncle Andrew said that he himself ex... — David suddenly realized that something was wrong here. — Uncle! — he said in a half-whisper, frowning and turning towards the exit. He wanted to go, but Stephanie stopped him for a minute, putting her hand on his shoulder. — Wait, David! We are not sure if this is all true! And let's not be too rude to Grandpa! Okay? Maybe he is not guilty of anything at all and did not know anything himself? — Maybe then we should try to ask your dad? Suddenly he knows more about it. — the boy suggested. Stephanie nodded in agreement and the children, taking the toy Sally with them, left the room. When they left the room, the other toys came to life and only looked questioningly towards the exit and did not know what to say or do about it. But it was clear that they did not need to interfere here. After all, these two themselves will quickly and calmly figure it out, since they began to suspect something in Sally.***
David and Stephanie, together with Sally in their arms, went downstairs and entered the kitchen. — Uh... Uncle Danny, Uncle Andrew! — the boy addressed them a little modestly. — Yes? — they asked, turning to the children. — I know that you are both busy, but... Can I have a minute with you two? — the boy asked a little modestly. — There is one slightly personal conversation that concerns only you and me and... Her. — the girl showed the chipmunk. The elderly and young neighbors looked at each other questioningly, but decided not to ask questions. They got up from their chairs and decided to go out with them for a couple of minutes, to talk about personal matters. Ivan and Lily stayed behind to look after Anya for now. — Something happened? — Dennis was worried. — Is there something wrong with the toy? — Andrew asked, picking up Sally and examining her. — Is she broken? — No, she's fine. But we noticed something about her and decided to talk to you about it. — the boy explained. — Maybe you know how the chipmunk got this name on the sole of this toy's foot? — the girl asked, pointing to Sally's foot. Danny and Andrew looked at the chipmunk's foot and only now did they notice that it had the name Karen on it. Both adults' eyes widened at what they saw. David and Stephanie immediately noticed that their eyes were bulging, which meant they knew something about it. But they decided to keep quiet for now and not press them on it. Maybe they would concentrate on it themselves and try to explain everything to them. They looked at each other, not knowing how to explain it to the children. After all, they themselves did not know that Sally had their fiancée's name on the sole of her foot. — "It can't be!" — was spinning in the thoughts of the older Omarovs. They even blinked their eyes questioningly a couple of times. — I saw them blink and look like that... They obviously know something. — the boy whispered into the girl's ear. — Let's say, but this is not enough evidence. — she also answered him in a whisper, and then turned to the elders: — Do you by any chance remember what kind of name this is and who left it? Dennis and Andrew raised their gazes questioningly at the children and were silent for now, not knowing what to answer them. Finally, Andrew sighed and began the story. — Stephanie, the thing is, this toy is not quite ordinary... Sally once belonged to your mother... The toymaker looked at his granddaughter with a guilty expression, and Stephanie and David tried to comprehend what they had heard. For the girl, this was a great shock. However, turning her gaze to her father, she saw that he was no less surprised. Danny also looked questioningly at Andrew, sometimes changing his gaze from his daughter to his father. — What are you talking about? — Stephanie asked, not quite understanding how her mother was connected to this story. The girl remembered that she did not particularly like to play with toys. — Do you remember Grandpa Frank? — the toymaker asked. The granddaughter nodded. She remembered her maternal grandfather. It was to him and Grandma Laura that Oscar's parents sent him. — When your mother was little, they could not often afford expensive things. When your mother began to like the Sonic cartoon, her parents saved up money to please her. Buying a new toy was beyond their means at the time, but for the sake of their daughter's happiness, they made great sacrifices, saving on some things... Karen was happy with Sally's appearance and never parted with her. True, Frank taught his daughter that she needed to be responsible and think not only about herself, but also about others. Unfortunately, your mother took it all too seriously and stopped playing and remembering her childhood as she grew older... The children and Dennis looked at the old man in surprise all this time, without interrupting him. This story explained Karen's behavior regarding toys. Not quite correctly understood words were the reason that the mother of the family began to have such a negative attitude towards how adults spent time with their children or simply remembered their childhood. But not one important point was still clear... — W-what happened to Sally? — Danny, after a long silence. — She was not among the toys that Oscar took for himself. And the man was sincerely glad about this. Knowing what his son did with his grandfather's toys, and with Gerald's toy in particular, it was painful for him to imagine Sally in the boy's hands. — One day, Karen and Frank quarreled over toys. The father wanted his daughter to take a break from work and play with him for a while, but Karen flared up, claiming that she was already an adult and didn’t need toys. He didn’t insist and, having collected all the toys, took them to some family’s van. — Andrew answered with longing in his voice. — The Sinitsins! — Danny thought rhetorically out loud. — Exactly! — confirmed. — Most likely, it was the family of that very collector. — Wait! I don’t understand anything. — the boy shook his head, trying to digest all the information he had heard. — What collector? How is this toy connected with him and how did you end up with it? Can you explain everything from the very beginning? Only in more detail. — Yes. It feels like we’ve been gone for ten years and we’ve missed so much. — the girl supported her friend. — Okay, okay, don’t get upset, children. Now I’ll tell you the truth. — and Danny told the children everything that had happened in their absence. Of course, he kept his oath for the toys and kept quiet about them coming to life, and he embellished some other moments, especially the scary ones. He told about the sale that Ivan and Lily were organizing, about how that same Sinitsyn showed up at the sale and wanted to steal Sonic, since he was a very rare toy from the American TV series, about how he himself tried to stop him and chased him to the land of fogs. And when he supposedly caught up with him and was going to arrest him, the collector supposedly apologized to him and not only returned Sonic and other collectible toys, but also gave him as an apology, telling where each of them came from. And Andrew almost recognized one of them himself when Danny returned home. - That's how it all happened. — Yes, yes, it's true. — Grandfather covered for his father, playing along with him. — If only you knew how poor Danny didn't sleep at night until he returned his favorite toy for David's sake. David himself hardly believed what he heard, but he was very glad that his uncle had taken such a risk for him. He was ready to hug him in gratitude. Stephanie at this time was still looking at Sally in surprise and could not believe what she heard about this toy and her mother. — So... This toy used to belong... To my mother?... And now... It's in my hands?... — Having spoken the whole phrase in pieces, she looked questioningly at Sally. Deep down, the toy itself was afraid and sweating with fear. Did they really hate her so much after parting with her previous owner? And would her previous owner's daughter, having learned the truth about this, not want to be friends with her. With difficulty, she restrained herself and almost burst into tears. Stephanie noticed this and decided to talk to the toy alone. — Well... I, uh... I'll go out for a minute, and in the meantime, you try to explain everything to David! — she said a little embarrassedly and, hiding Sally behind her back, went to the toilet and locked herself there. But in fact, she simply decided to talk to Sally alone, since she knows that toys are alive, and David is not. She closes the toilet lid, sits down as if on a chair and looks at the doll in her hands. — Don't be afraid, Sally! I know that you toys come to life when we can't see or hear you. Hello! Sally didn't expect that, but nevertheless, she came to life before her eyes and looked questioningly at the girl. — You... You won't throw me away? — she asks her fearfully. — What made you think that? I'm not like my mother. I will never abandon you or give you to anyone. You are our family toy, just like Sonic is for the Draytons. — Stephanie explains and runs her fingers through the toy's hair with her right hand. Then she hugs her. Sally hasn't felt this warm embrace and childish love for a long time. Nevertheless, she was pleased and she raised her arms and hugged the girl back. A tear of joy slowly trickled down her left eye. The girl noticed this tear after she finished hugging the toy and gently wiped it with her thumb. Then she left the toilet. At this time, the neighbors finished explaining everything. — Stephanie, I know this is hard to believe, but... — the father did not have time to finish his sentence. The daughter calmly answered: — Dad, Grandpa, it’s okay. I still really like this toy. — Stephanie hugged it. — Even though it used to belong to my mother, I will take care of it now and I will definitely never abandon it. I promise. Dennis didn’t know what to say. There was nothing special in these words, but for him it was more than just a promise. — I’m so happy for you. — he said. — Me too. — Grandpa added. David, Stephanie, Danny and Andrew hug each other, closing their eyes. Sally at this time came to life for a minute and was so happy that she almost cried with joy and also wanted to hug all four people, if not for the main rule of toys. Suddenly, a question pops into the middle Omarov's head and he turns to his father. — Dad, I'm curious. How do you know this whole story about Karen and Sally? We didn't go to the same school. Karen actually used to live in another city. And you only found out about her when I decided to introduce you. The toymaker looked at his son and explained with longing in his eyes: — It happened a few years ago. Oscar was only a couple of months old then. Frank and I were in the kitchen, and Laura was helping your ex-wife with the baby. We started reminiscing about the old days. How everything used to be good, how little you were. So he told this story. He still felt guilty about what happened... After listening to his father's story, Dennis himself felt sad. His ex-father-in-law only wanted to raise his daughter as a good man, but in the end he turned out to be not quite what he should have been. It was not Frank's fault. Stephanie didn't feel so good either. She hadn't visited her maternal grandparents in a long time. His parents usually sent Oscar there alone, since their last trip together had ended on a bad note. All you could hear from his brother then was grumbling about how he spent most of the day sitting at home, since there was nothing to do in nature. The girl understood that this was not true and Oscar simply could not mock anyone the way he did his toys. She missed Grandma Laura and Grandpa Frank. — Grandpa, do you know what's wrong with Grandpa Frank now? — the girl asked. — Unfortunately, no, little one. — Andrew answered, feeling guilty. — You know that they have their own farm and they couldn't leave for long. After that visit, we continued to keep in touch for some time, but after Oscar almost destroyed the toys that I had been making all my life... Do you remember what I was like then... — Yes. I understand. — the girl nods, smiling for support, although inside she was sad. Dennis scratched his chin and thought for a bit and said. — Well... In principle, we ourselves could go and visit them someday. I'm sure Frank and Laura will not only be happy to see us, but they will even be pleased to see you, Stephanie. — Really? — the girl was surprised. — Will you take me with you? — David asked. Andrew and Danny looked at the boy questioningly. — I'm just interested in seeing these elderly uncle and aunt. But if not, then okay. — Well, why not?... — the toy master grinned. — If you want, we'll take you along too and introduce you to them. I think they'll also be pleased to know what a good best friend their granddaughter has and get to know him better. — Wonderful. I just need to agree on this with my mom and dad. — the boy suggested. — Of course. We'll discuss everything in advance and agree. And most importantly, we'll find suitable free time for each of us. — Dennis answered.