[The teen steps back a little as told, just enough to be out of the circle. He bites his lip as the man works, getting increasingly nervous as to what would happen... What if it broke? What if this guy screwed it all up so that there was nothing left?! Even killing this guy wouldn't be able to make up for the value of the lost toy.
Just as his doubts get the better of him and he's about to call it off, the circle sparks to life, and the teen is forced to shield his face with his arms. When it stops his arms linger for a moment before slowly lowering, fearful to look at the result. But what he beholds if far from what he feared.
He takes a few slow shaky steps toward the toy before he feels the strength of his legs give in and he falls to his knees. He drops the dynamite just next to him as he reaches forward, gingerly scooping the toy up in his sooty hands. He turns it over, spins a wheel, squeezes it lightly leaving grimy little fingerprints on the paint. It was perfect. Just how he remembered it. He was left speechless... he thought the toy to be lost. Having it back after mourning it so... it was overwhelming... he wouldn't cry though. Not in front of a stranger... however when he tried to thank the man he found he couldn't speak... or even look up at him. Just fixate on the gift from his mother]
Who wouldn't eyegasm at the stick in his pants?
Just as his doubts get the better of him and he's about to call it off, the circle sparks to life, and the teen is forced to shield his face with his arms. When it stops his arms linger for a moment before slowly lowering, fearful to look at the result. But what he beholds if far from what he feared.
He takes a few slow shaky steps toward the toy before he feels the strength of his legs give in and he falls to his knees. He drops the dynamite just next to him as he reaches forward, gingerly scooping the toy up in his sooty hands. He turns it over, spins a wheel, squeezes it lightly leaving grimy little fingerprints on the paint. It was perfect. Just how he remembered it. He was left speechless... he thought the toy to be lost. Having it back after mourning it so... it was overwhelming... he wouldn't cry though. Not in front of a stranger... however when he tried to thank the man he found he couldn't speak... or even look up at him. Just fixate on the gift from his mother]