Ben 10 Porn Story: Shotgun Chapter 9

Disclaimer: I do not own Ben 10 or any of its characters. Sad, isn’t it?

A couple of these are really short, simply for the sake of humor. If they were any longer they wouldn’t be as funny. The “Assumptions” duo comes from my love of shocking the pants off of people that underestimate others. :3 Silly Jared. “Silent Stakeout” has no visible Bevin since I did it mostly for the Cooper-appreciation. That boy needs lovin’.

Oh, and to LJ-readers…the two drabbles at the end are ones that even YOU have not read. Enjoy.

Poke

Ben glowered. Somethings poking me.

Kevin scooted away from him. Sorry.

Silent Stakeout

Remind me to thank Cooper about a million times for this cloaking device, Ben said with a giant grin on his face as he stared out the passenger side window. I cant believe were actually driving straight through the compound.

Yeah, this is nice, Kevin agreed. And with the soundproof attachment, I could just sit here and rev the engine for hours and no one would notice.

Will you two stop fawning over the technology and pay attention to whats going on? Gwen snapped. This is supposed to be a stakeout! Are you two even trying to see what the DNAliens are working on?

Im looking! Ben insisted.

What dyou want me to do? Kevin asked. Im driving! Gwen slumped back in her seat.

Lets just get this over with, she mumbled.

The drive went quietly for a while until

Over there! Theyre building something!

On it! The tires squealed as Kevin turned to where Ben had pointed.

And no one heard a sound.

Sweeney Todd

Kevin once asked him, Can I be your Lucy? Ben was totally confused. So Kevin showed him the movie.

All the references to serving people as food grossed him out more than the blood; but the music was pretty and he could understand what they were trying to say. The whole thing was a nice mix of romantic and psychotic. Despite the musical part, he had no trouble believing it was a very Kevin kind of movie.

At the end, he didnt cry, but his heart hurt terribly and he certainly felt like crying. He and Kevin sat there and didnt move even as the credits rolled.

Ben clutched Kevins hand. Ask me again, he said.

Kevin gave Bens fingers a squeeze and he leaned in a little closer to whisper the question in Bens ear.

Benjamincan I be your Lucy?

Ben smiled and kissed the tip of Kevins nose. Absolutely.

Not Quite According to Plan

When Julie had told her that Ben was acting strange, shed just assumed that everything was going according to her plan and Ben was upset about Kevin taking Gwen to the dance. So she brushed it off. She knew that her cousin had a crush on Kevineven if he didnt know it yet.

But tying Kevins tie, telling him Gwens favorite flower, lending him a tux; Ben would never do those things while in his right mind. It wasnt that he couldnt be useful or even that he couldnt give good advice. It was that there was no way hed ever help Kevin get ready for a date with someone else. He liked Kevin too much.

And then she learned that her perfectly good jealousy schemehad been ruined by Big Chill and a bunch of larvae. Cute larvae, true; but they still put an abrupt end to a very good plan.

And she didnt even get to go to her school dance.

Though it wasnt too bad dancing with Kevin out in the middle of nowhere, with music playing from his car radio and necrofriggian larvae goo bubbles floating in the air. Kevin was even considerate enough to ask why she was still in a bad mood.

She was considerate enough to answer, Because you and Ben still arent together.

Awkward Moment

he even tied my tie for me. And he gave me some really good advice. Oh, and last week he did this thing with his tongue that Kevin cut himself off immediately.

Gwen just stared at him.

Assumptions

This Kevin guy looked like a punk. Those black clothes, those clunky boots, that obnoxious smirk. He was definitely the kind of guy that only cared about who his girlfriend was this week and what teams were playing in some sport or another on the weekend. He probably bullied nerds during passing periods and had the IQ of a hamster.

I hope I dont have to deal with this guy often.

Kevin, theres an open seat next to Jared.

Crap.

Kevin sat down in the open seat and stretched out his legs under the desk. He gave Jared a greeting nod and a short, Yo.

Jared gritted his teeth and responded with a curt, Hi. His annoyance must have shown on his face, because Kevin frowned.

Uhsomethin the matter?

Youre the third meathead jock-type Ive had to deal with this semester, Jared answered. Kevin raised a brow.

Really, now? He didnt look confused or angry or anything that Jared had expected. Just a little affronted, which he guessed anyone would be if theyve just been called a meathead.

Yeah, he went on. And for the record, I am not letting you copy my homework, I am not doing your homework for you; and in the event we get stuck with a project together, you are to sit quietly and let me work so I can get an A. He paused. And I dont want to hear about what girls youre fucking. Got it?

Kevin stared at him for a few seconds with that raised brow and then calmly stared ahead at the teacher. Dude, youve got some serious issues.

Two days passed relatively peacefully between the two of them. Jared didnt talk to Kevin and Kevin didnt talk to Jared.

Then one day after class, as Jared was still packing up his notes and Kevin was just shouldering his backpack, a brunette walked into the classroom. Jared recognized him as Ben Tennyson. Nice kid; they sat next to each other in English, and Jared liked him well enough. So he was surprised when Ben smiled at the brutish teen and asked, Ready to go? Why would a nice kid like him hang out with someone like this meathead?

Before he could stop himself, Jared blurted out, You know each other?

Ben turned a smirk on him and replied, Yeah. Im the girl hes fucking.

Kevin laughed out loud and threw an arm around Ben as they walked out the door.

Jared gaped.

Well, that took out the typical new girlfriend every week thing guys like him always had.

But he was probably still dumb as a rock.

Assumptions: Physics Project

Dude. Thats the wrong wire.

Jared screamed in frustrationin his head. He was sure the teacher wouldnt appreciate the noise in her classroom. Stop calling me dude. Its annoying.

Kevin sighed. Well, then, Jared, that wire you are currently attaching the battery to is the wrong one.

Jared rolled his eyes. It is not. This is the main wire, you idiot; its the one thats going to get the motor started. Which, in case you didnt know, is the thing that needs to work in order for the car to move. He tried again to attach the battery to the wire and added, And what did I tell you about projects?

Kevin rolled his eyes now. He and Jared had been forced to do a project together involving building a working model car. The teacher had given them all the necessary parts and told them to figure it out. Jared was determined to do the project himself, as he was convinced that Kevin would either get in the way or mess everything up. Oh, and apparently he also had a brain the size of a pea. He couldnt remember how that had been brought up.

Jared managed to successfully attach the wire and from there tried to start the car. The little toy didnt do anything.

Kevin smirked. I told you it was the wrong wire.

Jared frowned and shoved the car towards him, annoyed. Well, you figure it out then, he huffed.

Kevin detached the battery and then reattached it to another wire that Jared hadnt even considered; nearer to the front wheels.

And he had the nerve to explain it to him. See, in a real battery-powered car, youd have been right; you definitely connect the battery to the engine. But this is a toy; so the main things that have to move are the wheels. He started the car.

The thing moved. The damned thing moved.

The teacher passed by just as hed finished and beamed. Good work, Kevin!

Jared looked off to the side.

There goes assumption number two. Right out the window.

He sighed. LookKevin, Im sorry. Ive been making bad judgments about you that obviously arent true.

Kevin shrugged. So far, youve only been wrong about me being a moron and a skirt-chaser. If you think Im an obnoxious jerk, though, then youre absolutely right.

Jared laughed kind of half-heartedlyhe still felt bad. Im serious. Just because Ive run into a lot of idiots in the past doesnt mean I should just assume that youre one.

Lot of experience with dickheads, huh?

Ive sat next to one every year since middle school. The first time I ever sat next to a decent human being was He paused and turned a little red at the memory that surfaced.

Kevin grinned. Cute girl?

Jared shook his head. Your boyfriend. At that, the mischievous glint in Kevins eyes gave way to a softer one, purely loving.

Hes really somethin else, aint he?

And Jared had to think, Kevin Levin isnt such a bad guy after all.

Fan Club

The poor little brunette girl had just wanted to check up on her grades with her teacher after school. Instead she stumbled upon a meeting for some really bizarre fan club involving two of the students at the school.

A skinny rainbow-haired girl in a denim jacket was pounding on the desk with a ruler. Ladies! We have a new member! She pointed the ruler at the unfortunate girl in the doorway.

Umn-no, I just

Welcome! the other girls chorused. There were about twelve of them.

Please sit! the odd-haired girl barked. Timid as she was, the poor little brunette slunk to a desk. Now, the clubs leader continued, let us recite the club motto! Everyone! B-E-V-I-N!

B-E-V-I-N!

Thats our name for our two men!

Thats the name for our two men!

Every hug and every kiss!

Every hug and every kiss!

The Bevin fans will never miss!

The Bevin fans will never miss!

The brunette had sunk very low in her seat by the time the entire room shouted out the finale of, Bevin! Bevin! Bevineers unite!

Any new sightings? the leader asked in what would have been a very business-like manner if it hadnt been for the tinge of hope in it.

One girl raised her hand. Ooh, ooh! I got a picture of Ben getting out of Kevins car this morning! she said excitedly. She held out the mentioned photo and the rest of the club gathered around. The leader looked very pleased.

Benand Kevin, the little brunette thought, as she stared at the picture. Why havent I heard of these guys? She examined the picture again. That kids face looks familiar, though

Thank you, Mallory, the club leader said. The picture will be placed in our club scrapbook. Anything else?

I have a picture, too! another girl exclaimed. She held it out. It was a picture of just a black-haired guy smiling happily with his arm around the guy from the other picture.

He looks familiar, too, the brunette thought. But she couldnt quite remember where shed seen him. Pretty sure I saw him and the other guy in the same place, though

The club leader nodded. Good work, Jessica! That one will go in our scrapbook as well. And the poor, confused little brunette kept wracking her brain.

She kept picturing poster board along with these two. But the only time shed seen poster board was the week before when her art teacher had asked her to get some from the art supply room.

And when shed done that

She squeaked. The club members looked at her.

She was blushing furiously as she said, I just rememberedthose were the two guys I saw making out last week in the art supply room

The whole club shrieked and started hounding her for details.

Her account of the incident went in the club journal.

Rapunzel

It doesnt lookthat bad, Gwen said; her tone only half as reassuring as shed intended thanks to the weird face she was making. Ben sighed through his bangs.

It looks ridiculous, Kevin said flatly. Gwen elbowed him in the ribs.

Have you tried cutting it? Gwen asked, knowing full well what the answer would be. Ben sighed again.

My parents would kill me.

Kevin stole Bens smoothie and took a sip (which amusingly went unnoticed since Ben couldnt see anything through his hair). How come theyre makin you grow out your hair, anyway?

Because when you cut your hair, youre really cutting away part of your soul, Ben recited dryly. Theyre driving me insane.

Kevin laughed around the straw as he took another sip of the smoothie. If they keep up this little philosophy of theirs, then someday Ill be able to climb up to your bedroom window. He laughed again. Like Rapunzel.

Gwen rolled her eyes. Seriously, Kevin? Rapunzel?

Yeah. Or better yet The dark-haired teen set the smoothie down on the table and recited in a sing-song voice, Benpunzel, Benpunzel, let down your hair! He proceeded to laugh some morequite obnoxiouslyuntil Ben had had enough and dumped the smoothie on Kevins head.

A grumble of, Asshole, could be heard as Ben walked away.

Things Gone Unnoticed

Gwen and Julie were going to get Ben and Kevin together if it was the last thing they did.

They had all sorts of plans set up; most involving the two boys getting locked up somewhere or another, such as Kevins car or a supply closet.

They tried jealousy plots, in which one of them would go on a date with their respective boys to make the other one upset enough to do something about it. They tried dropping hints. They tried double dates, just to get them in proximity of one another.

But no matter what they did, they never once heard a love confession.

We have to try harder, Julie concluded. They obviously like each other, but for some reason we cant make them see it.

Maybe we need to try a more direct approach Gwen muttered, half to herself.

A few feet away from the scheming girls, Ben and Kevin had decided to have a lovely make-out session in the car.

You think we should tell themthat were already dating? Ben asked, panting as he tore his lips from Kevins.

Kevin nipped Bens bottom lip playfully. Nah. Let em think theyre the smart ones here. Girls like that.

Ben chuckled. Since when are we in the practice of pleasing women?

Kevin ignored him and leaned in for another kiss. Ben cut it short.

Think theyll be a while? he asked.

Maybe, Kevin answered.

They spent another fifteen minutes making out before Gwen and Julie headed back to the car. By the time they were buckled up in the back seat, Kevin and Ben were already in their respective places and had fixed their clothing.

Set nine: END.