A/N: ok, I came up with this 1 out of nowhere talking 2 mah friend! Hope ya enjoy it as much as I did! ;)

Disclaimer: I own nothing, mah little marshmallow chickens that I'll eat at Easter. I own nothing.

The team sat in Kevin's green and black 1963 Chevy Camaro, with their eyes all fixed on the dashboard. The dashboard where each other's favorite candy lay. "Got any 6's?" Ben asked, facing the raven-haired teen in the driver seat.

Kevin looked over his 4 cards. "Go Fish," he mumbled as Ben frowned and took a card from the jumbled up mess they called the drawing pile.

Ben cheered for himself in the backseat. "One, two, three, four! I'm gunna walk out this door! Five, six, seven, eight! If Kevin won't let me do great! Yeah!" The brunette waved his hands in the air. He was proud of his quick thinking. But what else was knew? Ben's always proud of himself.

"Kevin, do you have any 7's?" Ben's cousin, and Kevin's girlfriend, Gwen asked from the passenger seat. She crossed her fingers and waited for a reply.

Kevin sighed. "Yeah…" he gave the redhead a card, and she put down the pair of 4, making a Book.

"Gwen…Do you have any Queens?" Kevin asked, hoping the answer was a 'Yes', in which it was. Kevin jumped up and, hitting his head on the ceiling, screamed like a little girl. The black-haired boy covered his mouth and grinned, stealing all the candy on the dashboard.

Ben opened the door of the car. "Thank you very much Kevin. This is my last dollar, and something tells me that I'm wasting it on you, as I have the other…What…Uh, thirty bucks? SO now, because you talked us into gambling like this, I'm gunna end up a HOBO LIVING ON THE STREET BECAUSE I'M BROKE! ALL BECAUSE OF THIS STUPID GAME!"

Gwen sighed, put a hand on her cousin's shoulder, and told him," Don't worry, Ben. You can live with me."

"Really?"

"Yeah! But Kevin will be living with me eventually, too, so you guys will eventually have to work this out."

The brunette walked around to Kevin's side of the car and indicated for him to roll down the window. Kevin read his sign, and did as the fifteen year old asked. Ben reached inside the car, and whispered. "If I ever have to spend this much money on you again, I'll hurt you. Bad." And he turned to leave, but instead stopped, turned around, and smacked Kevin in face. "Never will I spend this much money on you again." And with that, he stormed off to Mr. Smoothy to buy Kevin more candy to gamble with.

A/N: ok, so there it is. R&R! Thx! 3

~Kass