"You have not seen the last of me!!!!" screamed Dr. Animo.
"He says that all the time." sneered Ben, and he switched the TV off.
"To be honest, when you picked that frog up and used it to squash Animo, that was pretty cool." grinned Gwen.
"There's nothing cool about Ben crushing half of Animo's ribs. Even tough he was trying to use a giant hammer that crushed our ribs and turned us into lemmings." said Grampa, grinning.
"Grampa, it's been two years since our first adventure, and your jokes still aren't funny!" laughed Ben.
And it had been two years. Grampa wore the same old shirt, pants, everything, only he was growing bristly hairs on his chin. Gwen had grown her hair down to shoulder length, and wore long, light blue jeans that were way too big for her, and her shirt had the same old cat face on it, only it had darker shades with short sleeves. Ben was the most amazing sight of the lot. He wore the same clothes he did as before, scruffier hair than before and he hadn't had a shower in a week.
"Actually, Ben, it wasn't Fourarms strength that defeated Animo, it was the smell of his armpits." sighed Gwen solemnly.
"What do you mean, Gwen?" asked Ben, whipping his head towards her. As he did so, dirt flew out of his hair and landed on Gwen's shirt.
"BEN! I just washed this!" she squealed.
"Why the hell would you want to do that, I havn't washed my clothes in about a month and they smell exactly the same." sniffed Ben, flicking away the flys circling his body. He looked at Gwen, who was trying hard not to puke. "Was it something I said?" he asked.
"Okay, Ben. If you say no to the following statement, you'll still have to do it." grinned Gwen darkly.
"Sure. Shoot." replied Ben.
"We are going shopping."
"We just went shopping, the cupboards are full of food." shrugged Ben, spraying dirt everywhere.
"Clothes shopping." Gwen snarled.
Ben let out a Wilhelm Scream.
"Come ON, Ben! It's not gonna kill you!" Gwen whined, hanging onto Ben's arm and pulling. Ben was groaning and making silly sounds.
"But Gweeeeeeen!" he whined.
"N O spells NO!" she growled, pointing a finger at him.
"If I went Fourarms I'd..." muttered Ben.
"If you went Fourarms nothing! This is meant to be a bit of fun!" Gwen sighed. Ben groaned again. Gwen made puppy eyes.
"Puppy eyes don't work on me." said Ben, arms folded. Then Gwen burst into tears. People gathered round to watch Ben try and comfort Gwen. Ben felt horribly embarresed.
"Oi, tramp! Ya upset yer girlfriend!" laughed a teen from the crowd. Ben looked him in the eye and the teen stopped laughing. Eventually, people left the scene and went to do more shopping.
"WHAT was all that about?" snarled Ben. He had bought Gwen a smoothie, who was sucking on it happily.
"Hey, you didn't do what I wanted you to do, I did what I didn't want to do. You've got to pay me back." grinned Gwen.
"You mean you didn't want to do all that? Why?" asked Ben in disbeleif.
"I... didn't want to upset you."
