Daniel Murphy head a cry of distress in the Port St. Lucie clubhouse. Knowing he had to act fast, he quickly grabbed his gym bag, and inside he found his orange and blue superhero costume. Within moments, he was changed and rushing off in the direction of the sound with his cape with the large number 28 flowing behind.
When he found the source of the sound, he discovered Lucas Duda, who was covered in a creamy white substance.
“What seems to be the problem, young slugger?” Daniel asked.
“Justin Turner came running in here and smeared this stuff all over my face! Why would he do such a thing?”
Superhero Murphy looked at Justin Turner. “Did you do this, Mr. Turner?”
“Yes, I did,” Justin said.
“Why would you do such a thing?” Daniel asked.
“To celebrate,” Justin said.
“We didn’t win the game!” Lucas said. “We only tied the game!”
“I know,” Justin said. “But you had a great game and you’re starting to break out of your slump. You even hit a monster home run. I was saying congratulations with a celebratory cream pie. Nothing says celebration like giving your fellow teammate a face full of cream.”
“See, Lucas?” Daniel said. “Justin wasn’t trying to be mean. It was a friendly face creaming.”
“It was?” Lucas said. “You mean you weren’t being mean and still like me?”
“Of course I like you, Lucas,” Justin said.
“And is that a face full of whipped cream or shaving cream?” Daniel asked.
“Whipped cream,” Justin said.
“See?” Daniel asked. “Nothing says friendship more than a face full of tasty cream.”
“You’re right!” Lucas said. “Thank you Superhero! What would I ever have done without you!”
“I’m just glad to be able to help,” Daniel said. Before Lucas Duda and Justin Turner could get a good look at his face, he was gone.