Matt's Best Day

Hey, how was your day?

Things have been craaaazy busy. Work, work woooork. A little wedding stuff, but mostly work.

Matt and I barely get to spend time together because our lives are so opposite. I work all day. He works all night. And most of the time when I ask him "Hey, how was your day?" He replies with a snide "Eh, it was a day." or "Terrible, I need to be alone," and then barricades himself in his "man cave" - our front room. But Thursday, much to my surprise, his response was different - it was better.

"How was your day today?" - I asked him.

"It was great!" - Matt answered.

"Really? Wow. Tell me about it" -I said surprised.

And this is where I have to stop and tell this story like Matt is the goofy hero in his own fantasy and you are the audience that are eagerly waiting to hear this supertale - that's a tale about superheros...if you didn't already know. (Beware, all narration has been added by the M. L. Bellemare. Only the bare bones of the story is what actually happened. All dialogue has been fabricated. And all things narrated have been rated A for Awesome by the MLB. )

So where does our story begin? That's right...in a sleepy little town called Carroll-town.

Matt awoke suddenly to the sound of his magical black berry phone, "There are pizzas to make..." he breathed in deeply, "And I'm gonna be the one to make 'em." He threw back the covers and ran to the closet to grab his clothes. In one swift motion he was dressed and ready for battle. Tightening his shoelace he looked in the full-length mirror and thought to himself, "Man, I Am Awesome." He gave his kitty cat a pat on the head, "you be good champ," and jetted to the Mattmobile aka the Onyx Yaris 337.

Arriving at his headquarters, Papa J's, he whistled happily. Today is education day. "Welcome little citizens, " Matt said to the group of kids waiting at the pizza shop.
"What do you call yourselves?"
"Vacation Bible School, Mr." said Suzy.
That's right, VBS was there to see the masterful secrets of making pizza, and what better way than to learn from the superhero of pizza? Matt H.
Matt ooed and awed the crowd as he tossed pizzas in the air.
"Wow, that's cool," little billy said, "my dad can't do anything like that."
"Well, that's because your dad's not as awesome as me little billy, now sauce that pizza I made you." Matt's robust voice echoed through the pizzeria.
"Dude, why are talking like that? And what's with the giant cape today?" Britney, his inside worker asked.
"Quiet you." he ordered.
"Whatever dude." She mumbled.
"Alright kids, who wants to see how my super muscles beat this flabby dough into a delicious pizza?"
"I do, I do!" they said in unison.
Matt showed them how to chop veggies, roll dough and even took them to the walk-in cooler. All were excited to make their own pizza. Each student left with a full tummy and a big smile.
"Ha ha ha, have a great day kids," Matt waved as they backed away, "I know saying gooodbye to me isn't easy. Please do not cry little citizens."

Feeling super, Matt thought he deserved a super coke from the super Kangaroo next door. "Hello citizens," he said to the clerks. Then suddenly he heard a sharp noise from outside. What's that? Oh no! A car colliding with the sidewalk. "I will save you!" Matt yelled as he ran outside.
"Oh no! My tire!" A damsel in distress cried.
"I will save it!" Matt declared with a smile. His teeth glistened with perfection in the sun.
Only a short while later and the tire was repaired.
"How will I ever repay you?" She asked.
"No need to thank me woman. Be gone. I am awesome."
And as she drove away he smiled once again thinking, "wow, I really am awesome...ooo a lottery scratch off, i wonder if it's worth anything."

Just when he thought it was safe to get back to work he heard the cries of a hungry homeless man. "I will feed you, " Matt said. "Stay here homeless... you shall be fed." And a few minutes later Matt returned in the 337 with a piping hot plate of spaghetti and meatballs. "Eat and enjoy, I made this myself citizen!" The homeless man took the plate and fork...and dove in.
"Well, how is it?" Matt asked.
"Eh, I've had better..." he said as he walked away.
Matt ignored his slight, "Yes, it is awesome, isn't it." Matt smiled, "you know why? because it was made with awesomeness, and spaghetti sauce. But no cheese because my fiance's lactose intolerant. I hate weakness."

"I have taught the young, helped a damsel in distress, and fed the homeless...and that brings me here to you my dear. " He said as he smiled at me.

"Aw, that's so sweet honey...I'm so glad you had a great day. Please don't forget to clean the kitty litter, it's your turn."

"Aw man..."

They Go Home

The End.