"Give it back!" Alex yelled, his arms crossed.
James and Kitty had left the room to have a quick meeting with Mr.Miranda about the bullying situation that had gone a few days ago. And all hell had broken loose in their absence. 
Thomas crossed his arms, toy in hand, and stuck out his tongue. "No way Alexander, it's mine! And you're never getting it back!"
"I want my firetruck!" Alex began to wail, pointing at the flaming red hot-wheels toy, and getting infuriated with Thomas.
"Well that's too bad, it's not yours! It's mine! I picked it up!" Thomas' nostrils flared in anger as he fought with the tiny Ham.

Alex shook his head. "No. I put it down for a second-"

"A second too long!"

"It was mine first! I brought it over here from the toy bin!" Alex jumped from foot to foot, as if the floor was hot.
Thomas walked up so close to Alex, Alex could see bits of food in his teeth and smell his nasty Mac'n'Cheese breath. "You listen to me! I don't care if you got this stupid little firetruck! I picked it up and now it's mine!"
"That's not how it woooorks!" Alex shouted in despair, desperately trying to grab the truck back.
Thomas pulled the toy away, and held it high over his head. "Finders keepers."He hissed as he shoved Alex to the ground. "Losers. Weepers."
Alex did begin to cry as Thomas held the truck in the air as a trophy. "No fair! I- I just-" But his tears and blubbering stopped him from saying any more.
Eliza saw Alex get pushed to the ground, and though she wasn't happy with him bullying the other kids, he didn't deserve to have his truck taken. She quickly hurried over to the boys. "GUYS! Stop it! No fighting!" She whined.
Thomas looked at her in disbelief. "Stop fighting?"
"Yes. Fighting's no good. And why? Why are you fighting?" She put a hand on her hip to make the question seem really bold.
Thomas cocked his head. "Because it's my firetruck."
"But it was Alex's first... so why did you take it?" Eliza asked softly, a kind and gentle tone in her voice that made everyone feel happy.
Thomas' mouth opened but he couldn't answer at first. Not without thinking it through extremely thoroughly. Finally, he muttered. "It seemed like he was done playing with it, and it's cool."

"But when you found out it was Alex's, shouldn't you have given it back?" 
Thomas shrugged. "I guess."

"And Alex?" Alex lifted his head, and smiled at Eliza. "Don't you think that when you saw how much fun Thomas was having with your toy you should've let him keep it?"
"I suppose."
"Good! See? And now... why don't you guys use the toy together? Sharing is Caring after all. Hug, and make up. Help Alex off the ground." Eliza ordered kindly.
Thomas pursed his lips. "Okay..." He sighed. Reluctantly, he held out his hand.
Alex grabbed it and pulled himself up off the ground. "Thanksish. I guess." Alex murmured, he shifted uncomfortably.

"Your welcomish." Thomas replied.
"Now share! Remember the motto-"

"Sharing is Caring." The boys said in unison.

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