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Bestie fights for what's right

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Artist depiction of actual event by Norris Hall
When we last left Bob, he had discovered his new super powers as his alter ego, Bestie.

Many town folk were amazed by Bestie and his ability to search out the best of The ‘Boro.

Not only was he making a name for himself on the Square, but also he was even catching the eye of Post Publisher Ron Fryar, who was setting out to find the secrecy of this man in his newspaper.

“This town needs a new super hero,” Fryar said. “And I believe we’ve found him. But we may never know the identity of this so called Bestie.”

Finding a new take on life compared to his previous, average one, Bob was becoming the talk of the town while keeping his image on the down low. The livin’ was easy for Bob as he was enjoying the best of what’s around.

At the same time, Bob was also catching the eye of many women in town. With an appetite for females that would make even James Bond and the Dos Equis man seem jealous, his eye was constantly on the prize. All in all, this would later become Bob’s downfall.

One night after some music at The Boro Bar & Grill, Bob set forth to try his luck on the Square. His game was tight, and he was walking with purpose until he stumbled upon a petite brunette with long hair who caught his eye on the corner of Walnut and Main.

“Can I meet you?” questioned Bob with a demanding and suave tone.

“Why yes. My name is Medi,” said the lady.

And it was as simple as that. Because that’s how Bob rolled.

Average in presence, Bob was astonished and found great beauty in this simple and adorable lady. She was like none other that he had met – she knew how to get in his mind and decipher his thoughts, all the while bringing him back to his average self.

It had been a minute since Bob had met someone like this and he was remembering his old days – the days without his Bestie alter ego.

After weeks of dating, Bob finally noticed the life was being sucked from him. He didn’t know why, but all occurrences he pinpointed back to his days with Medi. He started to feel mediocre, and at the same time, a dark cloud was setting in over the businesses in Murfreesboro.

After coffee one morning, Medi introduced her full name with fire in her eyes. But this wasn’t the fire that expressed yearning; this was the fire that meant you better get out of town.

“Bob, my name is Medi O’Crity. I want to be with you but I’ve been sent to bring you down. I know this hurts, but it must be this way,” exclaimed Medi as she burst out of the door.

Following closely behind was Bob as he found Ms. O’Crity in front of the Courthouse decked in an all blue ensemble.

Ducking quickly behind Holden Hardware, Bob came back as Bestie with a crowd stirring on the streets.

“If this is our fate, then let it be, Medi!” shouted Bestie.

In an all out rumble on the Square, Bestie and Medi battled, all the while causing a raucous. Patrons and merchants alike were moving hurriedly to the Courthouse to see the commotion and were chanting “Bestie, Bestie, Bestie!”

With a powerful, sweeping kick, Bestie knocked Medi to the ground and followed up with a powerbomb for good measure.

Picking Medi off the ground in a concerned manner, he left her on the Courthouse steps as the ominous clouds were lifting from the Murfreesboro sky.

Strong and silent, Bestie walked away with a victory in round one but knew in the back of his mind the two would meet again.

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