“Guys, stop what you’re doing! We got trouble.” Johnny runs in to the playroom. The room’s suddenly still.
“What?” Amy asks. “What is it?”
“Christmas is 50 days away!” Johnny throws his hands in the air. Whispers begin filling the room.
“So?” Charlie shrugs.
“So, we gotta do something!” Murmurs of confusion echo around the room. Like what?
“Everyone, empty your pockets!” Amy orders. Johnny glances at her. “What? There’s gotta be an idea somewhere.” Everyone does as they’re told. A moment later, Amy says, “Are you kidding?” She stares at a pile of scatter Lego pieces and toy cars.