Disclaimer: I do not own Ben 10 or any of its affiliating characters.
The idea for this little story struck me after watching the first episode of Ultimate Alien, when Ben was briefly locked in jail for trespassing into Florida's aerial space. I figured Kevin would get a kick seeing our little hero behind bars.
Kevin couldn't help it; he just had to laugh about Ben's earlier predicament. Who would ever believe that Benjamin Tennyson, wielder of the Ultimatrix, hero and saviour of the universe got arrested? Kevin continued to laugh, steering Rustbucket III roughly.
"Knock it off, Kevin." Gwen said, disdainfully.
"Come on, Gwen." Kevin laughed. "You gotta admit. It's funny!" He turned his attention to Ben. "So, Ben...when will we meet your boyfriend?"
"Shut up Kevin!" Ben snapped.
"Aw...don't be sore, Benji..." Kevin mocked. "I'm only kiddin'...besides getting you sore is the job of your prison love!" As Kevin continued to laugh, he suddenly felt a stinging pain by his temple. "OW!" He turned to Gwen, who's eyes were glowing pink and a small charge of mana was lingering at her finger tips. " Why'd ya do that for?"
"Ben wouldn't have been arrested because of you!" Gwen chastised. "If you hadn't shot down that plane, Ben wouldn't have had to eject out of the Rustbucket to save the pilot, and he never would have gotten arrested!"
"Oh, come on!" Kevin said defensively. "Everything worked out in the end..." He was about to say something more, but the sudden slap from Ben made him pause. "What was that for?"
"I know where you were going with that comment, so you definitely deserved that." Ben said, narrowing his eyes at his supposed-best friend.
"Hey, it's not my fault that you're dressed like jail bait."
This time, it was Gwen's turn to narrow her eyes at Kevin. "Excuse me?"
"Everyone knows that tight clothes, especially in Ben's case of wearing tight jeans, and prison equals jail bait! Not my fault Benji's ass-entuating the goods for some convict named Kyle...or maybe Jean..." Kevin snickered at his own lame joke as he landed the Rustbucket in Bellwood.
Gwen was about to reprimand Kevin some more until she passed a glance at Ben. His eyes looked moist as he hastily moved from his seat towards his car. "Ben –" Gwen called out to him. "Wait!" She faced Kevin, her eyes glowing a menacing shade of violet and fuchsia. "You are so paying for that." She quickly got into Ben's car; the black and green car sped out of the hangar, into the late-night streets of Bellwood.
Watching the redhead and brunette leave, Kevin sighed to himself. "I guess this means I better get a lot of cookies and smoothies ready with an apology." As he considered this, a new thought came to mind. "Damn! What will those two scheme as revenge?"
Kevin can be so sadistically cruel to our little hero... at least he's smart enough to think that the younger heroes might plan a vendetta!
Hopefully you all liked this short little fic!