Big Ball of Cheese
It was a dark and stormy night, almost like any other night in space. I could remember it like it was yesterday.
“We almost there yet, captain?” I turned and said to Captain Rogers
“Oh son, you just wait. We’ll be there in no time.” He replied to my question almost as if I was a rookie and have never flown with him.
Little did I know, we were already there? As I passively looked over to my left, I could see it. There it was, the moon. The big ball of cheese. I had known about it for a while, well since birth really, but I had never seen it. Ever.
“Wow. Is that it?” I said to Captain Rogers
“Yep. That’s it, pilot.”
We had finally landed. I could smell the mozzarella, the cheddar cheese, the American all over the place. I took a step out. Oh boy was I excited. I could already feel the sticky gooey cheesiness from the nacho cheese, American, and everything all over the place.
“Captain.” I said as I turned my head to look at him
“Yes, private?”
“Grab the chips.” I said with a faint crack in my voice.
He then brought me the chips. I remember the butterflies in my stomach rumbling around as I dipped the chip into the gooey sticky cheese of the moon.
Boy, did it taste amazing. As soon as the cheese hit my tongue, I could feel the explosion of flavors explode in my mouth.
The mozzarella, American, cheddar, and every other cheese that you can think of, all mixed together into one huge explosive cheesy blast in your mouth. If I could go back to that moment, I would.
“Wow,” I whispered to the captain
“This is a-amazing.”  I said, as I slowly died inside.
“Honey! Wake up!” I heard, as I then woke up
“Time for breakfast!”
I could not believe my eyes. It was a dream. I look around to make sure that this is real life, and that I was dreaming.