Ben 10 Porn Story: Seasons Chapter 6

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Crawling in single file fashion on through the air vents in the ceiling of the tower, Len Tennyson, who was in the lead, turned to look back at Jesse, before saying, Hey, dont you think we should try to like, I dunno, drop down into an actual room soon? We cant just keep crawling around up in here forever.

Yeah, sounds like a good idea to me, Jesse replied. The finding a room, that is. But for now just keep going for a bit–whatever room we do happen to fall down into, I want it to be as far away from your cell as possible. They probably have guards smothering that area now.

Hmm, probably, Len replied, although she honestly didnt sound too terrified at the prospect. But so, tell me something.

Whats up?

Well I was just wondering, how old are you anyway? I mean, you dont look like youre too much older than me and Im only thirteen. Surely you cant be my age if youre–what was it you said as we started crawling through here? An agent sent by the Plumbers?

Yep, thats what I am, Jesse confirmed, before adding, And Im fifteen actually. I get that Im a little young, but trust me, Im more qualified that most fifty year olds when it comes to this stuff.

Laughing slightly at the arrogant nature of his tone, Len looked back at her new friend again, before saying, I wonder if my dad was that cocky at your age. He used to unofficially help the Plumbers, you know.

Yep, Im aware, Jesse replied. He, along with your mother and Kevin Levin.

How do you know about all that?

Well, its a mere part of the job of an agent to be fully formed on every aspect before being sent out to a mission.

Ah, fair enough.

So, tell me more about yourself, Len. Heh I just, for whatever reason, realized–Ben, Gwen, and Len?

Yeah the blonde replied, pausing on the square she was crawling over, before moving to sit, taking a small break. Our names kind of, well, rhyme. I also have an uncle Ken.

So I see, Jesse replied, now as he moved to sit along beside her in the vent.

Yeah, but you know my first name is really noting compared to the concoction of my middle name.

Oh? Well what is it?

Sighing in an apathetic sort of fashion, the green-eyed girl slowly face-palmed as she mumbled, Kevina-Maxine.

Seriously? Jesse questioned.

Seriously, Len confirmed, resting her head back against the metal of the vent as she glanced over to the raven-haired teen beside her. Maxine in honor of my dearly departed grandfather, Max, and then Kevina is in honor of Kevin, who had also passed away.

So I see Jesse replied, moving a hand to brush back through his hair now as he spoke. Say, could you tell me what you know about Kevin? I mean, I get that he was long gone before you came to be, but maybe your parents told you about him, or?

Well, whenever he’s mentioned, Mom always speaks of him in the utmost of highest regards. Dad usually does too, but if the subject or topic reverts to when they were teens, he isnt all for portraying Kevin in such a stoic, grand nature.

Why is that?

You know, I cant be sure, but I just get the general impression that maybe Kevin liked Mom or something, and that that probably caused a sort of a rift between him and Dad, despite their friendship. Either way, Ive never seen or heard Dad be disrespectful when it comes to Kevin, but I have seen him be a wee bit disgruntled at the thought of their collective teenage years.

Really? Jesse asked, a bit of a smirk on his face as he glanced back over to Len. So your dad wasnt always a hundred and ten percent pleased to see Kevin? Thats ironic

How so? the blonde questioned, arching her eyebrow a bit.

Oh, uhm, nothing. Maybe we should keep moving along now?

Well, alright, Len agreed, moving to get on her hands and knees, before slowly crawling forward.

So she began, as she crawled onto the next square within the ventilation system. Why are you so interested in Kevin anywa–AHHH!

Blinking as he watched Len suddenly fall through the square shed been crossing over–an effect of it giving way beneath her–Jesse reached his hand forward, in a vain and fruitless attempt to grab her own, before giving a slight yelp as his own square of metal gave way, toppling him down from the vent system as well.