Ben 10 Porn Story: Slide Chapter 1

“Slide”

A week before Reggie Rocket turned 17, her father, Ray, died in a car
accident. She and her little brother, Otto, were forced to live with foster
parents. They were not fond of them; the parents didn’t allow them to
skateboard or surf, and they made them eat gross foods, such as meatloaf
and tofu. It was like staying at the Stimpleton’s, only worse. The foster
parents were serious, snooty jerks whose idea of fun was listening to the
Brandenburg Concerto while reading Charles Dickens classics.

~Could you whisper in my ear

The things you wanna feel?~

Reggie and Otto were miserable, and the both of them were sure that
they couldn’t wait a year for Reggie to turn 18 and take Otto into custody.
They felt trapped, with no way out of the formality of their foster family.
However, it was a relief that they attended the same school as before.
Reggie would spill to Sherry and Trish, and Otto to Twister and Sam.

~I’d give ya anything

To feel it coming~

“I can’t take this crap no more!” Otto exclaimed as he tossed his
lunch bag containing tofu and escargot into the trash can. (A/N: The family
is weird, that’s why they pack him escargot for lunch!) “My foster parents
expect us to be perfect! Damn, why did Raymundo have to die?”

“Well, at least you only have to wait a year until you can get out,”
said Twister as he opened his lunch bag. “Why does my mom keep packing me
fish sandwiches?” he asked as a disgusted look spread across his face. Otto
wasn’t big on fish, but compared to what he had to eat the past couple of
weeks, a fish sandwich was a sign from Heaven.

“Better than escargot and tofu. Yuk!” replied Otto. His mouth was
watering at the sight of the fish sandwich, and he hoped that Twister would
offer it to him.

“Ya want it, Ottoman?” asked Twister as a wide smile spread across
Otto’s face.

“Thanks, dude!” said Otto as he grabbed the sandwich. He took a bite
right away, and it tasted like Heaven. Twister didn’t understand this;
however, he just looked at Otto as if he were a moron.

~Do you wake up on your own

Or wonder where you are?~

“I can’t take anymore!” Reggie exclaimed to Sherry and Trish on that
same day, during her lunch period. “My foster parents are just too stuck
up!” She sighed as she opened up her lunch bag to discover leftover
meatloaf and deviled eggs. “Eww,” she said as she wrinkled her nose and
tossed her lunch into the trashcan.

“Whoa,” said Sherry, “that’s just bogus! What are you gonna do?”

“It’s a good thing that I have only a year until I turn 18 and can
take Otto into my custody,” she replied. “Living with the Jones isn’t
living at all!” She put her head down on the table as she took a deep
breath. “I’m so sick of it!”

~Or live with all your faults?~

Lars was about to sit down with Pi, Sputz, and Animal at lunch on
that same day, when he saw Reggie put her head down on the table. Even
though he would never admit it, he always liked Reggie. He thought that she
was very beautiful, but what he really like about her was that she wasn’t
one of those prissy girls who would be too worried about messing up her
hair to play a game of hockey. She was the complete opposite of his cousin,
Clio, and that really turned him on.

~I wanna wake up where you are

I won’t say anything at all

So why don’t you slide?~

“Lars! You’re losing it!” said Pi as he waved his hand in front of
Lars’s face.

“Wha, huh?” he said, snapping out of it.

“Dude, what’s wrong?” asked Pi. “You keep looking over there at
Rocket Girl!”

“Yeah, roggul,” said Sputz as Animal shot him a look as if to say,
“What are you saying?”

“I’ve never seen her that upset,” said Lars.

“Oooh, you like her!” Pi taunted as Lars shot him an evil look.

“No I don’t man!” he replied. “I just don’t like to see her that
upset!”

“Then why don’t you go talk to her?’ asked Animal.

“Dudes, this is Reggie Rocket we’re talking about! I don’t care about
her! I’m just curious why she’s so upset!” Lars argued, trying to hide his
emotions. He knew that his friends would crucify him if they knew that he
loved Reggie.

~Don’t you love the life you killed?

The Priest is on the phone~

Two weeks later, after much suffering, Reggie and Otto walked into
their foster home. They both headed up to their rooms to put their stuff
away. Their rooms were very classy, with old Victorian rugs on the floor
and wise, spotless walls. Otto and Reggie were not allowed to put up
posters or keep their rooms messy. In fact, as a chore, they had to vacuum
their rooms once in the morning, and once at night. They both lied on their
beds with the same thought in their minds. WHY DID RAYMUNDO HAVE TO DIE AND
LEAVE US IN THIS HELLHOLE?

~Your father hit the wall,

Your ma disowned you~

That evening, Raul and Sandi made Lars and Twister cook dinner.
However, they weren’t allowed to eat the dinner. For the past two weeks,
Sandi and Raul had begun to drink excessively and started to abuse Twister
and Lars. They not only starved them, but Raul started to beat them. They
both had to sleep in the garage while their parents sold all of their
things and turned their rooms into offices. They made them do all the
chores, and jumped down their throats if it wasn’t done exactly right.
Twist and Lars didn’t know how much longer they could take it.

“Hey, dork,” whispered Lars. “What’s with the Rocket dorks?”

“Shut up, Lars,” said Twister.

“No, really, what’s with them?” he asked.

“Why the hell do you care?” asked Twister as he grabbed a cookie
sheet (A/N: A cookie sheet is like a flat pan that you put in the oven, for
those of you who don’t know.) and dropped it on his foot.

“I saw Reggie at lunch today, and she was laying her head on the
table,” replied Lars as he watched Twister hop across the kitchen,
clutching his foot. “You gonna be OK?”

Twister put his foot back on the ground and picked up the cookie
sheet. “I’m OK. Just hurt a little.”

“It didn’t look like it hurt just a little.”

“Well it’s my foot!”

“So, anyways, what’s up with Reggie?” Lars asked once again as he
took the frozen chicken legs out of the freezer.

“Why should I tell you?” asked Twister. “And why do you care?”

“I’ll whomp you if you don’t,” said Lars. He said it with a harsh
tone, so Twister had no choice but to tell him.

“You know how Raymundo died in the car accident?” said Twister.
“Well, Tito couldn’t take them in, so they ended up with a snooty, high-
class foster family, and they can’t take anymore.”

“That’s all I needed to know,” said Lars as he began to spread
barbeque on the chicken legs.

“Well, you’re not welcome!” said Twister as began to grease the
cookie sheet. He shot Lars an aggro look.

“Look, dork,” said Lars. “Maybe I can help. After all, I am 18, and
technically a man.”

“What the hell could you possibly do to help?” asked Twister,
doubtfully.

“Maybe I can take you, Reggie, and Otto into my custody, and we can
all just get the hell out of here,” said Lars.

“That’s not a bad idea,” replied Twister. “But what about Pi and
Sputz?”

“They’d crucify me if they knew that I love Re–” he bit his tongue
as he realized what almost slipped out. Twister busted out laughing.

“You love Reggie?!?” asked Twister as he continued to laugh.

“Look , what I said, you can NEVER repeat it, dork!” said Lars.
Twister then stopped laughing.

“Fine, fine,” said Twister as he ceased to laugh. “But anyways, how
are we get away without anybody knowing?”

“I have a plan,” said Lars as he walked over and whispered into
Twister’s ear so that his parents wouldn’t overhear him.

~Don’t suppose I’ll ever know

What it means to be a man~

The next day, Twister ran up to Otto at school. “Hey, Ottoman!” he
said, “I have an idea to get you and Reg out of your Hell hole!”

“What?” asked Otto as he put his books into his locker.

“Lars is gonna help us! He’s actually serious, too!”

“What’s HE gonna do?” asked Otto with a ‘yeah-right’ tone.

“He’s gonna take you, Reggie, and me into his custody, and we’re
gonna go live on the East Coast,” Twister replied. “I’m gonna come by your
house tonight, then meow, and you two sneak out of your windows, kinda like
in Tom Sawyer.”

“Lars is gonna take us into his custody?” said Otto. “I’m not sure
that’s a good idea.

“Well he’s getting the legal stuff fixed today. He has enough money
to travel and get us a cheap house, I think,” said Twister. “Besides, he
really wants to help us. He even told me something that I cannot tell you.”

“Tell me,” said Otto.

“No,” said Twister, “he’ll whomp me!”

“Please,” said Otto. “I promise I won’t tell.”

“You promise?” said Twister. Otto nodded his head. “OK,” Twister
began, “Lars is in love with Reggie.” This time, Otto just busted out loud.

“Yeah, and Tito isn’t from Hawaii!” Otto said.

“I’m not joshing ya!” said Twister. Otto stopped laughing when he saw
the sincerity in Twister’s face.

“Ya know,” he said, “if you’re serious, and if Lars is serious, I
have a better plan. Write Reggie a letter and tell her that you will meet
her at her window at 12:10 on tomorrow night. Say that you will get me at
midnight, and I will be hiding in the bushes. Give me the letter tomorrow,
and I’ll give it to Reggie. However, for real, you meow at my window at
midnight, and I’ll slip out and we’ll hide in the bushes. At 12:10, Lars
will meet Reggie at her window, and he’ll tell her how he feels.”

“Why don’t we just have Lars meet her at the window?” asked Twister.

“If she knew that Lars was gonna meet her there, she wouldn’t go,”
said Otto.

“That makes sense,” said Twister.

“Now, when you get home from school today, tell Lars the plan,” said
Otto. With that, the two walked off to class.

~It’s something I can’t change

I’ll live around that~

That afternoon, Twister and Lars were cleaning out the attic.

“Twister,” whispered Lars, “I got some of the legal stuff taken care
of while I was supposed to be at school. I can afford for us to go to
Virginia, and get a cheap house. Then I’ll take you guys in my custody when
we get there.”

“Why Virginia?” asked Twister.

“Because there are good waves in Virginia,” said Lars. (A/N: It’s
true!)

“Cool,” said Twister. “Oh yeah, Otto came up with a better plan
today.” Twister whispered it in his ear for fear that Sandi and/or Raul was
close by. Lars smiled as he listened.

“That’s a good idea, but I can’t tell Reggie how I feel,” said Lars.
“She’s think I was a kook. Fuck, she already thinks that.”

“You might as well try,” replied Twister. “I mean, you’re gonna live
with each other; the truth will eventually come out.”

“You have a point,” said Lars. He paused for a second. “OK, let’s do
it.” Twister then grabbed an old book and tore out a blank page. Lars
pulled a pen out of his pocket and Twister began to write the letter.

~I wanna wake up where you are

I won’t say anything at all

So why don’t you slide?~

The next day, Twister gave Otto the letter, and Otto gave the letter
to Reggie. He knocked on the door to her room, and she opened it.

“What’s this?” asked Reggie when Otto gave her the letter.

“It’s from Twister. Read it, and make sure that no one, and I mean,
NO ONE, sees it,” replied Otto. He then left to start on his homework.
Reggie opened the envelope and read the letter inside. It read:

Reggie,

Meet me at your window tonight at 12:10. Otto will slip out at about
midnight and will hide in the bushes, and you do the same. We’re gonna run
away to Virginia. Don’t ask how.

Your Bud,

Twister

Reggie smirked at the letter. He was only 16. How was he gonna get to
Virginia with another 16 year old and a 17 year old? Maybe someone else
would help them. She wasn’t sure, but either way, she had to give it a
shot.

~And I’ll do anything you’ve ever dreamed to be complete,

Little pieces of the nothing that fall.

Reggie, put your arms around me.

What you feel is what you are,

What you are is beautiful,

Reggie, do you wanna get married,

Or run away?~

That night, Twister stood below Otto’s and Reggie’s windows at
midnight. Lars parked his dad’s car a few houses down, with the few
possessions that they owned. Even though Sandi and Raul took away most of
their things, for some weird reason, they let Lars keep his driver’s
license. Lars hid in the bushes as Twister meowed. About ten seconds later,
Otto crawled out of his window, carrying a duffel bag on his back. Twister
and Otto hid in the bushes, and at 12:10, they saw Reggie look out her
window.

“Twist?” she called. Lars stood up and walked over to her window. She
frowned as she said, “Lars, what are you doing here?”

“Reggie, I’m gonna take you, Otto, and Twister in my custody when we
get to Virginia,” said Lars.

“Like Hell you won’t!” said Reggie as she began to close her window.
Lars ran up to her and put his arm through the window. She didn’t like Lars
(though she would never admit that he had a cute face.), but she wouldn’t
go so far as to slam his arm in a window. She then pushed the window back
up.

“Reggie, I’m trying to help here. Otto and Twist are in the bushes.
They know that I’m gonna help. And besides, I love you,” he said. She
looked in his pleading, brown eyes. Not only did she think that he had the
prettiest eyes, but she knew that he was telling the truth. She smiled at
him as she felt herself not only fall for him, but trust him. He extended
his hand, and she took it as she climbed out of her window. As soon as he
got down, he carried her duffel bag for her, and they walked quietly to the
bushes. They got Otto and Twister, and the four ran down the street and
loaded into the car.

~And I’ll do anything you’ve ever dreamed to be complete,

Little pieces of the nothing that fall.

Reggie, put your arms around me.

What you feel is what you are,

What you are is beautiful,

Reggie, do you wanna get married,

Or run away?

I wanna wake up where you are.

I won’t say…….~

Five hours later, they were able to board the plane. Otto and Twister
caught up on their sleep. The four were pretty tired, but Reggie and Lars
didn’t fall asleep right away. Reggie laid her head down on his shoulder
for a few minutes. Then she broke the silence.

“Lars,” she said, “thank you.”

“No problem,” said Lars. “I saw you talking to Sherry and Trish, and
then when you laid your head on the table, I felt bad, so I wanted to
help.” She looked up at him and smiled. Then he leaned over, and they
shared their first kiss. It was soft and sweet, but lasted quite a few
minutes. After they broke for air, she smiled and yawned. She laid her head
back down on Lars’s shoulder, and the two fell asleep.

~Yes, I’ll do anything you’ve ever dreamed to be complete,

Little pieces of the nothing that fall.

Yes, I’ll do anything you’ve ever dreamed to be complete,

Little pieces of the nothing that fall.

Oh, oh, yeah, slide.

Why don’t you slide into my room?

Slide into my room, and we’ll run away, run away, run away~

The four got safely to Virginia, and lived a much better life than before.
***THE END***