Matt lay in bed, he was sick and it was obvious. He was coughing up a storm. Matilda felt sorry for him. She had gotten Edd to help her make his favorite soup. (Edd had done most the cooking.) She set it on a tray along with some crackers. Carefully she made her way up the stairs. She had to hip bump the door, due to her hands being full.
Matt answered the door confused. "Yes, Matilda?"
"I made you something to help warm you up." She said holding the tray out to him. He smiled and thanked her
Matilda took the tray over to his bed side table. "You're welcome." He climbed back into bed and looked up at her with puppy eyes.
"Can you feed it to me?" He pouted. Matilda sighed then fed him a spoonful. "Mmm!"
"I know, right?" She responded, proud of herself. "Want a cracker?"
He nodded and she dipped the cracker in to soup and gave it to him. He was practically grinning ear to ear.
"Thank you, you're the second best." He told her.
"Oh, who is the first?"
"Me."
Matilda laughed. "I beg to differ! I'm definitely the best."
Matt only laughed. Secretly he totally agreed with her. He gave a soft peck on the cheek. "I really appreciate this."
Matilda blushed then gave him another spoonful of soup.
