“Now, James, share that ROK Blocks Preschool Deluxe Building Set with your little sister, okay?”

James held fast his ROK Blocks Preschool Deluxe Building Set as his sister, Dagny, grinned defiant and cruel. “Mother said, James,” Dagny smirked as she picked up a cone connecting block. “Come, we’re going to make a plane.”

James glared, and made a circle with his hands. Then he drew in the 99 other ROK Blocks that were his by right. “We’re not making planes, Dagny. We’re making a truck. A steady, semi-realistic truck that can haul these two included figures across our great nation and back again. Because let me tell you, Dagny, Let me tell you right now, without my hand, this ROK Blocks Preschool Deluxe Building Set would never come together.”

“All my friends think you’re a nerd,” said Dagny, sticking out her tongue.

James slapped at her chocolate milk, spilling it on the carpet. Dagny looked at him in shock. James stared her down with hawk-like eyes, eyes that were so bright, they could even see the future, a future where his ROK Blocks Preschool Deluxe Building Set Truck combined with other, similar ROK Blocks Preschool Deluxe Building Sets, creating a fleet that he and those like him controlled, taking his nation to heights that no child had ever before dreamed!

And then, across his backside, an invisible hand. Dagny laughed as their mother spanked James for what he’d done to the carpet in the name of progress. James refused to cry, not in front of his little sister. But he knew right then, there was only one thing to do. James would run away from home, and take his ROK Blocks Preschool Deluxe Building Set with him. And then they’d be sorry. He’d show them. He’d show them all.

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