A/N: I'm not sure what I'm going to write yet…. In the meantime, my sis and I just got out of the pool and we made up a game because im not much of a pool person and she's just plain psycho and agrees with me most of the time so we created the 'Ben 10: Pool Force' game. It wuz fun for like an hour before it started getting cold outside and we ran for our towels when the wind picked up and I KNOW THAT I WANT TO START 54 MOMENTS OF GWEN!
Disclaimer: the usual.
"Gwen," called Sandra. "Gwendolyn, I can't figure out how to start the frappuccino maker…"
The redhead put down the bag of mini marshmallows. She had been sleeping at her cousin's house for a week now while her parents were away on an anniversary vacation. And Ben's house was much more hectic than her house was. Sandra was always breaking something, Ben… was Ben, and Carl was just plain strange.
She made her way into the kitchen, pulling her headphones from her ears and pausing the music on her iPod.
"I could never thank your parents enough for this thing, but I can't figure out how to work it for my life." Sandra was playing with her golden blonde hair. She nibbled on the dead ends.
Her niece just plugged it in, pushed a button and a light started flashing but nothing turned on other than that. "There you go, Aunt Sandra," she sighed exhaustedly. Gwen headed back into the living room and flipped on Sumo Slammers again.
It was actually a pretty good show. The actual fighting and action was pretty bad in the 'Hero Generation' versions and some of the dialogue was garbage due to the main character and leader being a total airhead.
But something between Kenko, the bad dude turned good, and the leading female character, whose name she hadn't caught, really kept Gwen hooked to it. In a strangely obsessive way. It was like the redhead couldn't turn the tv off even if she wanted to. And she wanted to. Scantly dressed fat men were not part of her usual television viewing time.
Then a loud whirring sound echoed from the kitchen along with a loud scream from Sandra.
Gwen threw herself off the couch and let mana bubbles surround her hands. She headed for the kitchen where the whirring sound grew louder.
Laughter followed.
The redhead let her guard down.
"Gwen," giggled Sandra like a little school girl. "I get it now. It turns on later after the blinking thingamabob goes away."
The scarlet haired Tennyson wanted to smack her forehead.
A/N; making fun of Sandra is one of the things I do best. Review! Trust me, I have many, many better ideas than this, but I struggle with Gwen so be patient and please don't flame!
~Sky