My Boy Tops!

A/N: Inspired by Akki-Darkness' picture on DeviantArt, by the same name. If you haven't seen it, go look. Now. I'll wait.

You back now? Good. Now read on. I wrote this over the math, science, and english periods. Written with Akki's permission.

"Um...dad?" Kenny said shyly. He so did not want to have this conversation right now. Or any time, really, but it couldn't be avoided any longer.

"Yeah, Kenny?" Ben asked. He was curious-it was rare for Kenny to be quiet and he seemed almost...shy? The last time Ben had seen him like this, the then 13-year-old Kenny had told him he was gay and in a relationship with the 14-year-old Devlin, the son of Ben's old friend-nemesis-friend-nemesis-friend Kevin 11(now 11,000). He wondered what his now 15-year-old son had to say.

"I kinda need to talk to you. Well, uh, Dev and I kinda have...uh..." he paused here to clear his throat. "...something to tell you. Uh...and Kevin. Him too. It's kind of a...family matter. So...uh..yeah. Bye." With that, Kenny turned to the room he shared with Devlin and practically ran towards it, the door just barely moving aside fast enough to let him in.

As Ben walked towards the room belonging to one reformed Kevin 11,000, he thought about Devlin. It was so similar to him and Kevin, except he and Kevin hadn't been in love(lust so does not count) and Devlin had turned good permanently earlier than Kevin. And speaking (or thinking) of Devlin, the boy had been mysteriously missing for a good month or so now. He had a hunch that this little meeting would explain everything.

He looked up, startled that he was standing in front of the ex-ex-ex-con's room. He reached out to knock, but pulled his hand back as the door opened to reveal a very shirtless Kevin.

"Uh...the boys want to talk to us," Ben said, a blush spreading over his cheeks at the other man's case of shirtlessness. He cleared his throat a little louder than was strictly necessary. "I'll just go wait in the living room and you can get dressed."

"'Kay," replied Kevin, turning back into his room. Ben, much like Kenny had done earlier, turned and walked as fast as he could. Saving the world on a daily basis? No problem. Dealing with a shirtless ex-ex-ex-con? It was like he was a teenager again.

Kenny and Devlin were alrady in the living room, Devlin downing a large jar of pickles, his knees up to his chest under a blanket. Devlin pulled away from his spot on Kenny's chest to hand him the empty pickle jar. Kenny got up and started walking to the kitchen.

"Oh, uh...hey dad," he said, noticing the large man in the room. "Hi Kevin," he said to the other man who had just walked into the room. Kevin and Ben stood awkwardly next to each other as Kenny ran to the kitchen to throw away the jar and ran back. He resumed his position on the couch as an awkward silence fell over the four. After a good five minutes Kevin spoke.

" You wanted to tell us something?"

"Yeah, uh... just a minute..."Kenny trailed off as he whispered something in Devlin's ear before standing up. Declin dropped his legs to the floor and held out his hands. Kenny grabbed them and pulled the older, but smaller, boy up. Ben and Kevin's jaws hit the floor, their eyes bigger than dinner plates as they stared in shock at the protruding stomach on the young teen. It took them a minute to process.

"MY BOY TOPS!!!!!!!" Ben yelled at the top of his lungs, the air around him filling with an aura of happiness. Kevin looked like he had been hit with an anvil, yelling curses and random things that came to his mind. Kenny and Devlin had developed a sudden burning interest in the floor under their feet.

"Kenny?" Devlin said, peeking shyly over at the other boy.

"Yeah, Dev?" Kenny asked with a smirk, already anticipating the question.

"Do we have any more pickles?"