how about Anna, Theo and Foggy prepare our dear Matt for his first date with Karen, for example Foggy and Theo throw Matt in the bathtub, choose his clothes and Matt screams like a 3 year old because of the foam, the water and Anna tells Foggy and Theo to stop laughing because that's hilarious and that's what the brothers are for and Karen and Matt having their first kiss and it's super romantic
Well Karen goes to Nelson's Meafs to find Matt serving customers because he wanted to help his parents, so Karen leaves a note in Braille for Matt saying: it was an amazing night you're different from those stupid kids you are you and that's what I love about you and I wanted to know if you wanted to go to the school dance with me and then Matt smiled
An uncomfortable mix of excitement and nervousness swirled in Matt's stomach as he let the shower water run over him. He'd finally done it; he'd finally asked Karen on a real, actual date. And she had, by some miracle, said yes. The problem was now he actually had to do the date.
Matt peripherally registered the bathroom door opening, but it was all he could do to focus on taking a shower. A million contingencies ran through Matt's mind: what if the food was terrible? What if they ran out of things to talk about? What if he tripped her with his cane?
He heard the faucet running. With five people living in the house and only one bathroom, it wasn't uncommon for someone to come in while he was in the shower, so he returned to washing himself with an extra helping of soap. What if he got food stuck in his teeth? What if she didn't kiss him at the end of the night? What if she did?
The warmth that this thought sent through Matt's body was immediately extinguished by a rush of cold over his head. Matt shrieked at the abrupt change in temperature. Behind the shower curtain, he heard two very familiar laughs. "Guys! What the hell?" he yelled, sticking his head out.
"We're just trying to help, Matty," Theo snickered. "Didn't want you getting too excited before the big date."
"Yeah, cold water's supposed to be good for your skin anyway," added Foggy.
"I'm gonna kill you!"
Matt was about to rip open the shower curtain and wrestle his brothers to the ground, naked and soapy though he was, when their mother came in and saved him that additional embarrassment. "You two, out. Now," she said sternly. Without another word, Theo and Foggy left the bathroom. "Hurry up, Matt, you're using all the hot water" was all she said before shutting the door again.
An hour later, after more teasing from his brothers, some fussing from his mother, and a "don't be out too late, I need you in the shop tomorrow" from his father, Matt left the house and headed to Karen's. Four blocks north, two blocks west, fourth building on the right, fifth doorbell on the lefthand side, just like Karen told him. Buzz in, walk up the stairs, turn right, first door on the left. He hadn't told her that the directions weren't necessary, that he could follow her footsteps with his ears almost all the way home from school, so he knew exactly where she lived. Best not to freak her out too much.
Matt knocked on the door and heard chairs scraping behind it. "I'll get it!" a voice said.
"No, don't!" That was Karen.
"Oh, come on, I wanna meet him!"
"Kevin, stop!"
But Karen was too late. Her brother, Kevin, whom Matt had heard around at school but never actually met, opened the door. "So you must be the boyfriend," he said, and Matt could hear the smirk in his voice.
"Shut up, Kevin!" Karen caught up with Kevin, pulled him behind her, and swiftly shut the door. "Sorry," Karen said nervously. "He's such a pain."
"No worries. Brothers, am I right?"
"Yeah," Karen laughed nervously. "Should, uh--should we go?"
"Yeah," said Matt, moving to unfold his cane again.
"Wait," Karen stopped him. "Let me." Then she took his hand in hers, and it was all Matt could do not to grin like an idiot.
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Dinner went swimmingly. The curry was fantastic, and the company even more so. Matt didn't know why he'd been so nervous; their conversation flowed as naturally as it always had. There was just one more hurdle to get over: taking her home.
"This is me," said Karen, slowing to a stop in front of her front stoop.
Matt turned around to face her. "You sure you don't live two more blocks? Maybe three?"
"I wish." She took both his hands. "I had a really great time tonight, Matt."
"Me, too. And I'd like to do it again sometime, if--"
"I'd love that."
"Cool." In a momentary lapse of self-control, Matt slid his hand up to rest on Karen's cheek. He leaned in toward her, then froze suddenly. "Sorry. Is this okay?"
"Yes," she breathed.
"Can I--?"
"Yes."
Matt had always heard people describe feeling sparks when they kissed someone, but they were wrong. Sparks were jolting, sudden, and made you want to back off. Kissing Karen felt entirely different, like a warm gust of wind pushing them together, and he could've stayed there forever.
Eventually, she broke away softly. "Good night, Matt."
"Good night, Karen." She padded softly up the stairs, holding his hand until the very last second. He waited to make sure she got all the way into her apartment before he left. It was only when he nearly ran into a street light that he realized he forgot to take out his cane.
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The next night, Matt was washing up after his shift at Nelson's Meats when his father came into the back room. "Matt," he called, "this came for you."
"What is it?" Matt asked, drying his hands and reaching out for the object.
"Just a piece of paper with some sequins glued on it. Theo said someone dropped it off for you."
"Who?"
"I'm not sure. We were so busy, I only saw her for a second. Tall, blonde, about your age..."
"Wait, Karen was here? Why didn't anyone tell me?" With a frustrated groan, Matt took the paper from his dad. But all his stress melted away as he ran his fingers over the bumps on the paper. Karen had used the sequins to spell out a note in Braille:
Matt-
Prom?
Love,
Karen
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You can do one where Foggy's family adopts Matt and Matt asks his family for advice because Karen steals his heart and Matt's family is very hilarious because it's a comedy
Here's a little something for ya :) Hope you enjoy teenage Matt, Foggy, and Theo!
"Hey guys? Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure. Shoot."
"How--how do get a girl to like you?"
Theo, sitting on the foot of Foggy's bed, leaned back against the wall with a chuckle. "Why do you need to know?"
"I just do," Matt replied, his face turning red.
"Nah, you're not gonna get off that easy," Foggy teased. "What's her name?"
"Why does that matter?"
"Ah, so there is a girl."
"Ooh, Matty's got a girlfriend!" Theo sang. Soon, Foggy had joined in the ditty.
"Shut up!" Matt yelled, throwing his pillow off his bed at them. "I"m being serious!"
Suddenly, their mother came through the door. "What is going on in here?"
"Matty's got a girlfriend! Matty's got a girlfriend!"
Anna looked from one side of the room, where Foggy and Theo were still singing jubilantly, to the other side, where Matt had hidden his face in his knees. "Oh, stop, you two!" The two boys stopped singing, but were still snickering behind their hands. "I said stop! Or would you like me to tell Matt about your first crushes?" That shut them both up. "That's what I thought."
Anna sat down on the end of Matt's bed. "Come downstairs with me, Matty. We can talk down there." Silently, Matt stood up, put on his glasses, unfolded his cane, and stood up. With a stern suggestion that the other two boys to brush their teeth and get to bed, she led Matt downstairs.
Anna sat Matt down at the kitchen table. "First, might I suggest not asking fifteen-year-old boys for dating advice?"
"Noted," said Matt with a sheepish half-smile.
"Now," she said, sitting down next to him and laying a hand on his arm, "tell me about this girl."
Matt's smile grew. "Her name is Karen. Karen Page. We're friends, but--"
"But you want to be more."
"Yeah. But I don't know how. I like being friends with her. She's really nice to everyone, except if you're mean to someone else. Then you'd better watch out. I like being around her, and I don't want to ruin our friendship by coming on too strong or whatever. But--I really like her, Mom."
"She sounds great."
"She is. She really is. And that's why it's so important that I don't screw this up."
"What makes you think you'll screw it up?"
"'Cause I'm--not good at this. Usually, I can talk to girls just fine, but Karen's different. I don't know what to do!"
"Oh, honey," said Anna, "just be you. She obviously likes you already, or you wouldn't be friends."
"But what if she doesn't like me like that?"
"What's not to like?"
"Mom, I can't see."
"And Karen already knows that. And she knows that you do just fine, anyway." Matt was silent. "Honey, just be you. You're smart, and kind, and loving, and you stand up for what you believe in."
"So, what, I should just--tell her?"
"As your aunt once told your father before he asked me out: 'Grow a pair.'" Matt laughed, and Anna ruffled his hair. "In all seriousness, Matt, just be honest with her. And if your brothers say anything else to you, you tell me. I've got tons of ammunition."
"Thanks, Mom."
"Karen is lucky to have you."
"No," said Matt, shaking his head. "I'm the lucky one."
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