Nathan Vs Marvin And The Dump Truck

2 Sep

Nathan had eaten so many salt and vinegar potato chips that the roof of his mouth hurt. His fingers were dusted in salt and chip particles. He  grabbed Lucy’s hand, which was covered in Cheeto dust. Today was the day they were going to make a stand.

They stood at the edge of the sandbox. Hand in snack covered hand.

Marvin, the sandbox bully, had the dump truck of course, because Marvin always had the dump truck. It was the one sandbox toy that still had all it’s wheels.

Today Nathan wanted to play with the dump truck. Today was Nathan’s day to play with the truck. It was his birthday after all, and when it was someone’s birthday they should be able to play with the dump truck.

Lucy was going to help him get the dump truck. Although Lucy looked ridiculous. Her face, hands, and shirt was covered in orange Cheeto powder, which made her look like a pumpkin that had psoriasis. The two of them might be able to calmly and collectively convince Marvin that just this once, Nathan should be allowed a turn with the dump truck…it was his birthday after all.

Nathan and Lucy slowly approached Marvin whose back was turned to them and one of his chubby little hands was pushing the dump truck back and forth. Nathan felt the sand squishing between his toes and nervous sweat coating the back of his shirt.

Nathan cleared his throat. “Marvin,” he croaked rather meekly.

“What?!” Marvin grumbled as he continued to push the dump truck back and forth, back and forth.

Nathan cleared his throat again, only a little louder this time. “Today is my birthday, and…”

Marvin interrupted, “What do you want? A cookie?” Marvin laughed as if that was the most original and funniest joke he had ever heard.

Lucy chimed in, “That would be nice! Oh, and it’s Nelson’s turn to play with the dump truck.”

“Who is that?” Marvin sneered. “Your girl friend?!”

Nathan sputtered, “Yes…well no…well sort of…she’s my friend whose a girl…”

“Really? Well, is your girlfriend going to help you fight me for this dump truck?”

“If I have too!” Lucy said boldly. “It’s Nathan’s birthday. For once he should get to play with the dump truck!”

“Really?!” Marvin said in feigned deep thought. “Let me think about that for an hour or two and I’ll let you know if it’s okay…since it’s your birthday and all.”

“Oh, that’s nice of you,” Nathan said and smiled.

“No it’s not, Nathan,” Lucy cried. “He is tricking you!”

Marvin laughed and laughed. He laughed so hard that his sides began to hurt. He grabbed his sides and held them as he continued to laugh. In one quick scoop Lucy grabbed the Dump Truck and handed it to Nathan.

“Hey,” Marvin tried to squeeze out while laughing. “Give it back!”

“No!” said Lucy rather sternly with her hands on her Cheeto stained hips. “It’s Nathan’s birthday, and he is going to play with the dump truck or I’m going to call my lawyer!”

Marvin stopped laughing. He looked at his watch. “Fine!” he mumbled. “I have a 3 o’clock meeting with my stock broker anyway!” Marvin grabbed his $400 alligator shoes, brushed the sand of his $900 suit,  and headed towards his BMW.

“Tomorrow the dump truck is mine again!” he called straightening his tie before driving off.

“Happy birthday Nathan,” Lucy said.

“Thank you Lucy,” Nathan responded as they both sat down in the sand to play with the dump truck.

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30 Responses to “Nathan Vs Marvin And The Dump Truck”

  1. Carrie Rubin September 2, 2013 at 10:16 AM #

    Sounds like an episode of ‘Suits.’ Minus the cheetos. They’re all too pretty and perfect on that show to eat chemicals. And I realize that probably only 1,000 people watch that show, so no one will know what I’m talking about…

    • Christopher De Voss September 2, 2013 at 10:24 AM #

      I have never seen the show, but I have heard people talk about it.

  2. whiteladyinthehood September 2, 2013 at 10:22 AM #

    Funny!

  3. floridaborne September 2, 2013 at 10:42 AM #

    There are way too many Marvin and Nathan type characters in life. Far too few Lucy’s. The Lucy’s in life are the people who get things done.

  4. 1jaded1 September 2, 2013 at 10:59 AM #

    Ha! Kids these days…

  5. night owl September 2, 2013 at 5:23 PM #

    I love this. I definitely need a ‘Lucy’ of my own to take on dates with me. She would have my back for sure.

    Now……why exactly is ‘boobs’ one of the keywords on this post?

    • Christopher De Voss September 2, 2013 at 5:24 PM #

      It always is…it’s kind of my thing…

      • night owl September 2, 2013 at 5:27 PM #

        Well…..since ‘boobs’ is a plural noun…..’they’re’ kind of your thing. And a very good thing indeed.

        As an owner of a pair of the same, I think I can speak in generalities when I say I’m sure Mrs. CdV is very grateful for your appreciation.

      • Christopher De Voss September 2, 2013 at 5:28 PM #

        Sometimes…;)

      • night owl September 2, 2013 at 5:44 PM #

        Such is the nature of women. We are mercurial.

      • Christopher De Voss September 2, 2013 at 5:52 PM #

        Oh, I know!

  6. ksbeth September 2, 2013 at 7:51 PM #

    i love the ending of this )

  7. The Waiting September 2, 2013 at 8:16 PM #

    Best thing I’ve read all day ;D

  8. Southern Sea Muse September 2, 2013 at 8:35 PM #

    Made me second-guess my five-year-old’s motives after I watched him cautiously guarding the new dump truck he got for his birthday. After eating Cheetos. Greed must be instinctual. Great read!

  9. Monk Monkey September 3, 2013 at 7:13 AM #

    I wish I had a friend who was a girl. Also a dump truck. Also salt & vinegar chips. Also a wind-up Fawlty Towers.

  10. silkpurseproductions September 3, 2013 at 6:25 PM #

    We are very amused! And dare I say, “I love Lucy”? She is a friend girl after my own heart right down to the orange Cheeto stains (mine would be Hawkin’s Cheezies – a Canadian thing). No matter how old we are there will always be bullies and hopefully there will be Lucys to straighten them out.

  11. David Stewart September 4, 2013 at 7:13 AM #

    The reveal at the end caught me off guard, but really made it. Beautiful stuff. I am rather partial to the dump truck too.

  12. ohlidia September 4, 2013 at 10:15 PM #

    I love it when I eat too many salt & vinegar chips it makes my mouth pucker… Love Lucy! Hope my girls grow up to be just like her.

  13. Maddie Cochere September 11, 2013 at 9:35 PM #

    Yay, a new bedtime story to read to my husband – complete with chips and Cheetos. You tell the best stories, Chris. I should probably put a dump truck in the bed for him to play with while I read to him.

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