Shelly's eyes softened as she tried to look in at the bug to have a look at it, though she couldn't see whatever it was clearly.
"Aww," She cooed, trying to force the car door open with her fingers, "You can't drive that, li'l fella, it's only a toy," She chastised, biting her lip as she failed to open the door. She was obviously unaware that this was a real car, and that the little 'bug' she'd found was a man, much older than she was.
Shelly jumped as a large voice interrupted her conversation with the insect.
"Hey lass, ye gettin' on or what?" It was the driver.
"Oh, erm, sorry," She chirped, enclosing the car in a gentle fist as she skipped onto the school bus. The girl sat down next to her brother, smiling softly before she brought the car up to her face again.
"I've gotta go to school little bug, you can stay in your little car, but you need to go in my ___,"
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