Ben and Gwen forever

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Bwen

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Adopted from Jerex

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Story Start

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Gwen slowly awoke, feeling hazy yet comfortable; a sense of warm and fuzziness that left her a bit confused. Rolling over to her side or at least she tried to she found something was in the way. That something or rather someone was next to her and on her side, in fact using her chest as a pillow! She opened her eyes wide and gasped surprised until she realized with both relief and embarrassment that it was only Ben. Suddenly last night came flooding back to her.

He was ill and needed comfort which she had supplied. She slowly breathed, unable to bring herself to disturb him. Closing her eyes she listened to the sound of his breathing; feeling the beat of his heart against her. 'His hair is a bit messy,' , she thought, she then wondered why the random thought drifted into the peaceful void of her mind which was then ruined when she noticed a tremor running along her form.

Opening her eyes again she saw Ben's form wracked with spasm's on his face which contorted with fear. His struggle and other visible actions made it easy to interpret that he was dreaming or more accurately having a nightmare. In response Gwen wrapped her around him and pulled him close to her, resting her chin down upon his head. She stroked his back and gently kissed the top of his head; calming him down. Despite the fact that Ben calmed down Gwen didn't let him go. She soon drifted off to sleep, falling into a blissful slumber.

Feelings of joy were what Gwen had awoken to, which even didn't diminish into annoyance when she realized Ben was drooling on her. She rolled over which resulting in Ben falling following by a yelp when he connected with the floor.

Gwen giggles as she got up to her feet and grabbed her clothes before she entered the bathroom leaving Ben to pull himself up and back onto Gwen's bed.

After Gwen had washed, brushed her teeth and everything she emerged form the bathroom in her usual outfit ready to face another day to find Ben still snoozing in her bed.

"Ben!" Gwen called out to him with an annoyed huff. ''Quit drooling all over my sheets; I have to sleep there you know.''

''Sleepy,'' was all Ben said with a yawn.

"Come on sleepy head," Gwen cooed as she ticked him behind his ear, "...you can't sleep all day."

"Leave him alone Gwen," Grampa Max called to her from the kitchen where he was making breakfast "...he needs to regain his energy."

"Okay," Gwen made a motion to leave when Ben grabbed her arm.

''Stay here," he muttered, ''...need someone to annoy." she could see the same flash of desperation behind his eyes that she had seen the other night; only he had since recovered some of his former self.

Gwen found that she wasn't as creeped out at the thought of spending time with her weird cousin as she had been yesterday,''...alright," she found herself saying. "I'll bring you breakfast."

As she approached Max she became aware of the pungent odour of one of his home recipes "ewe", she wrinkled her nose in disgust "Please tell me that's an alien experiment gone wrong and not…"

"Breakfast is served,'' Max said with a grin, ''It's a suttel blend of various fungi and moss with the Buber pus of a…" he handed her the plate containing various shades of green and grey mush to Gwen who turns a peculiar and quite unique shade of green herself and holds up her hand forestalling a more detailed explanation. ''You honestly expect us to eat it?''

"Honestly no, I expect Ben to eat it if he wants to get better," upon hearing Ben's heartfelt groan he added, ''...and no hiding it this time Ben. This isn't a simple cold this time it could kill you, and no going hero either at least until you feel better."

Ben could only reluctantly nod as Max turned his attention back to Gwen, as he return to the kitchen; pulling a box of cereal from a shelf. ''Do you want anything?" He asked, shaking the box in her direction and roots around in the fridge for milk.

Gwen looks down at the plate in her hands and gulped "Just a glass of orange juice for me," Max looked up at her concerned, "Are you sure Breakfast? It's the most important meal of the day you know.'' Gwen gulped again and smiles charmingly, "I'm sure," she answered as she turned around and shuddered before carrying the tray up to Ben. She placed it on the bed beside him.

He rolls over and stares at it with one eye, "Do you think it tastes as worse as he smells?" he critically asked her as she sized it up which was followed up by a look of disgust.

''Probably worse," she answered him as she sat down beside him. ''But there is a silver lining,'' she informed him. ''I think it just moved; hey it's still alive!'' Ben exclaimed as he tried to sit up and lean back across the wall. ''Wait what silver lining?" he asks confused as Gwen grinned wickedly and picks up a spoonful of the gunk. "You're the only one who has to eat it" she informed him,'' Open wide''

Ben stared at her, "Your joking rig…" before he could finish Gwen jammed the spoon full of slop into his mouth. Ben's face went pale and he began gagging as a reflex in his throat forces him to swallow. Still pale Ben dry retches until a concerned Gwen hands him a glass of water, drinking it he recovers slightly.

"Oh I forgot to mention it sticks to your stomach which effectively prevents you from throwing it up" Max commented from the table before crunching another spoonful of cereal.

"That was horrible,;; Ben weakly declared as he flopped back onto Gwen's bed; gratefully allowing her to take the virtually empty glass from his weakened grip.

"About that bright side," Gwen began with a nervous smile. ''It'll either kill you or cure you."

Ben didn't smile as right now he wanted nothing more then chunk the gunk out of the window, but of course with Max right there he couldn't. Also he did wanted to get better so he picked up the spoon from where he'd spit it, shoving the mush into his mouth which stuck to his mouth.

Gwen watched with concern, it was like all the fire all the warmth, had been extinguished, apt analogies considering it had been an ice monster that had caused all of this.

Ben jerked as her hand brushed against his face, as if changing her mind she ruffled his hair up instead, "Eat up" she told him adding a wink before she turned around and walked into the kitchen, grabbing the box of cereal for herself. Ben stares at her back a rosy tint glowing in his cheeks he remembered just why he loved her, as he watched her as she sat down ready to eat her own, less disgusting meal.