Shyfire33

A seven year old Freddie Benson approached his mother anxiously. "Mommy...?", he asked quietly. His mother looked down at him "Yes, Honey?" she asked. The boy looked up at her with big chocolate brown eyes. "Have you seen my Tonka Truck?", he asked. His mother thought about this for a moment. Finally, she shook her head. "No, Sweetie, I haven't. Have you tried playing with some of your less dangerous toys?", she asked. Freddie rolled his eyes. "Moooom! I can handle it! I'm a big boy now!", he announced. Mrs. Benson sighed. "I know it's just...", and with that she went into the kitchen. With an awkward sideways glace, Freddie slowly shuffl