Ben 10 Porn Story: MasterPiece Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I
do NOT own Benji or Kev. I wish I did…! But I dont…-sadface-

Ben dunked his small
hands into the butter container containing, not butter, but green
finger paint. He giggled happily when he smeared it onto his small
piece of what construction paper in which was his canvas of unlimited
possibilities. His shirt as well, becoming one with the art. He
squealed with delight when a brush was handed to him by his daycare
caregiver Tanya. A plump woman with a kind face, glasses perched up
on her nose with a beaded string connected to the frame. Her red
hair was always up in a bun and her voice was soft and kind,
guaranteed to settle down the most savage of toddlers and small
children.

Even the new boy,
Kevin.

Try not to get so
much paint on yourself, Benji sweetie, we cant put your shirt up
on the wall now can we? she laughed softly then continued on her
way, to observe the other spectacular masterpieces the children, all
under seven were creating. Ben smiled when he dunked his brush,
clumsily into the yellow paint before dragging it back towards his
paper to create a swirly image, in which he thought, was the most
awesomely drawn sun in the world. He just knew his picture was
better than everyone elses. Especially with the flower (larger
than the sun) in which he thought was so realistic, no one else had
one painted in their picture.

The new boy, Kevin,
in whom I had mentioned earlier, strode towards the boy with the
sugar brown hair and smiled widely, slapping down his piece of paper
next to him. Can I join you? he asked, his voice obviously
menacing and yet Ben couldnt detect any hatred in it.

I dunno…can
you? he asked smugly.

Kevin frowned and
sneered, Yes! he stated as of matter of factly in his
under-developed voice.

Well, okay then.
Ben giggled again, reaching over to the blue paint so he could create
his sky. He tried painting around the sun, flower and above the
grass, his plan, he knew was flawless. He was an artist after all.

What in the world
is that supposed to be? Kevin asked, acting disgusted.

Its my
backyard. Ben said defensively.

Wow, its so
ugly!

Youre ugly!
Ben screamed back, making Kevin laugh hard. He knew Kevin was just
being mean, his picture was beautiful, his parents would praise him
when he showed it off to them and when they got home it would be put
up on the fridge…so…why did the new kid act as if it wasnt
pretty? Take it back and say its pretty!

No! Kevin
retorted, calmly.

Take. It. Back!

I. Said. No!
Kevin was no beginning to mimic the younger boy, making tears well up
in the bright green eyes. His shoulders and little chest began to
rise and fall as he tried not to break into tears. A dribble of snot
ran down his nose and his face reddened. Wow! You look like a
tomato! Are you going to esplode!? Kevin asked excitedly.

AAH! Ben
screamed as he brought his hands back before pushing them forward,
pushing Kevin back, causing him to stumble over his own feet, his
chubby body unable to keep him stable. He landed on his bum and
looked up at the fuming boy standing over him.

You jerk!
Kevin screeched, now angry and no longer pleased with his ability to
make others angry with just simple minded words, phrases and voices.
He quickly got up and screamed as he pushed Ben back who fell back,
hitting his head on the small yellow table with a loud THUNK
and squeak before he hit the ground. Uh-oh… Kevin whispered
to himself, quickly turning to dash away and hide, but only found
Tanya standing there, a shocked and unamused look on her face.

Kevin E. Levin!
What did you do to him? she asked quickly crouching to lift the
dazed boy from under the table, ignoring the paint stains on his
overalls that were now transferring to her blue dress. Oh, hes
gonna get a bump! she worried. Quickly she clutched onto Kevins
arm and dragged him to the office in the other room, somewhere beyond
the gate. She sat him down in an uncomfortable beige chair and sat
Ben on a small cot before rushing away.

The green eyed boy
looked completely dazed, out of it, shocked. Kevin looked at him
with anger and guilt. If Ben had just began to cry and throw a fit,
Kevin could just stroll away and play with his mega blocks like he
did at his old daycare…until he got caught one day, beating on a
kid who said his hair looked stupid.

Oh my… Tanya
whispered, as she entered the room again, a blue bag in her hand,
probably filled with ice. She pressed it against Bens head, but
all he did was stare at Kevin, his nose still runny but his face now
back to its normal shade of tan. Does it hurt? Ben, how many
fingers am I holding up?

Uh…three…
Ben said, unsure but unquestioning.

Tanya nodded then
instructed Ben to hold the bag so she could turn to scold Kevin about
doing such naughty things in the supposedly violent free daycare.
Kevin…Oh, why would you do something so mean like that to Ben?
He didnt do anything to you, and even if he did, that doesnt
give you the right to get physical. I even highly doubt he would,
hes such a good boy…

Whats
F-Fiskal? he asked, tilting his head, his messy bed hair sticking
out in every angle, unmoving.

It means to
punch, kick, pull hair…PUSH! she raised her voice at the last
word, telling him she saw what he did. He curled into himself a
little more then glanced at Ben who just watched his blank expression
unchanging.

You have to
apologize to Ben now. Go on! Tell him youre sorry.

Kevin glared at the
mean old lady (or at least, what he was thinking in his mind), before
slipping out of his chair to make his way towards the small cot. He
looked down at his shoes and linked his fingers together behind his
back, mmthry….

Im sorry? What
was that?

Im sore! Ee!

Thats better.
Now hug him and tell it to his face.

Are you crazy!?
Kevin snapped, turning to look at the lady, his face flushed and eyes
wide.

No, Im not.

Kevin growled then
looked into Bens wide green eyes, looking back into his own brown
ones. Ben flushed a little as well when Kevin pulled him into a hug,
not a soft, Im sorry hug, but a tight, uncomfortable forced one.
Im sorry Ben-JI! I wont do it again!

Its okay…

Good. Kevin
let go suddenly, right when Ben was beginning to grow into the
warmth. Can I go now? Kevin asked, his voice softer.

Tanya nodded. With
her arms crossed and a stern eye on Kevin she watched as Kevin walked
by her, Ben following closely behind him. She sighed then smiled a
little. If something like this didnt happen every day then her job
would be absolutely boring. Cute! But boring…

Ben found his place
at his finger paint table; his picture sat untouched, which he
thought was a miracle. He still held the bag of ice on his head as
he sat on the small red bench. Kevin toddled slowly towards the
still-dazed boy and sat warily next to him. He hadnt meant to
kill him…he just wanted his way to see someone so perfect suffer.
Your picture is pretty… he mumbled.

Bens eyes
returned to their normal size and he smiled softly before shifting
his gaze from the picture to the boy next to him. He shouldve
been hating him right now for giving him a boo-boo on his head and
for making a mean comment on his masterpiece but the way Kevin looked
just now…he already had his revenge, it was just too clever for
Kevin to notice.

Thank you.
Ben put the bag of ice down then hooked his arms around Kevins
neck and kissed his cheek. He giggled slightly then stole Kevins
paper once he let go. He took a bit of blue paints and drew a small
figure on one side of the paper before dipping his small, still
stained digits into the green, once again then making another small
figure on the other side. He made the arms unbelievably long so that
the hands could connect before he created a red heart in between
them.

Whats that?
Kevin asked curiously, leaning his cheek in his hand and an elbow on
the table into some black paint.

Hmm? Oh…just a
picture…

Of what?

Ben giggled then
handed it to Kevin. Kevin looked at it, with curious brown eyes
before he glanced up to Ben who had a subtle blush on his face.
Were gonna get married! he announced, hugging the older boy
once again, even tighter than before.

WHAT!?

-_-

Youre
lying! Ben screamed at Gwen as she held up a small picture with
Bens five year old hand-writing on the back.

Am Not! You
wanted to marry Kevin when you were little! I was right in front of
you when you said it.

Ben only
stared at Gwen in disbelief, Kevin snickering in his spot on the
couch.

What are
you laughing about? Youre the one that said I do.

What!?

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Ha ha ha, an
alternate ending I wanted to put in but wasnt really sure…so I
just put it in as a possibility. If you like the other ending better
than its there. But if you liked the added bit than you have that
as well! I hope you didnt expect anything good…I wrote this in
like…twenty minutes after I was hit with inspiration…crap…I
shoulda drifted the insperato to my other fics…oh well…I finish
those sooner or later…Oh! And any spelling errors in their talking
are there on purpose if you didnt know that…GOSH! Im so tired
right now lol.