Ben's lovely ghost
chapter 7
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As the RV drove down the road, Spectra was playing against Gwen in a game of chess.
"Checkmate." Spectra grinned.
"Wow, you're real good." nodded Gwen who hadn't been beaten in years.
"Thanks." Spectra smiled.
"Boring." groaned Ben who had been watching the game.
"Aww, don't be like that Ben." Spectra pouted.
"Sorry, I just don't see how this is fun." pointed out Ben.
"It's not fun like video-game fun, it's more like competitive fun. Like, say, Soccer. But you just need to THINK a lot." Spectra explained, knowing that Gwen would insult him.
"Like I said, boring." replied Ben.
"So you find challenge boring?" Spectra asked.
"No." replied Ben.
"Then why is it 'boring'?" Spectra asked.
"The moves go too slow. If this was a real fight, it'd be different cause so much is going on."
"Well, high-class games happen SUPER fast." Gwen said "Like, a move a second."
"So a bunch of geeks gather to play chess."
"Chess is basically an old-fashioned war-planning simulator Ben." Max called back.
"Does this mean you're going to talk about?" asked Ben who was silently begging for anything than that.
"About what?" Max asked.
"About how it can help." clarified Ben.
"Help what Doofus?" Gwen asked.
"About with life or something."
"Not really." Max shrugged.
Ben silently said thank you before they heard a loud thump on the side of the RV.
"What was that?!" Ben yelled.
"I'll go check." Spectra turned intangible before sticking her head out the side. "Oh great! A biker gang!" She groaned.
"Woohoo!" called the bikers as there were at least a dozen of them circling the RV.
"Oh come on." Ben groaned.
The bikers started slamming their bats and chains against the sides while two more got in front.
"Now what?" Ben frowned.
"We have a biker gang right outside our door, and you're stumped? Now there's a shocker." snickered Gwen grabbing her spellbook.
"As in what do they want with us?!"
"TENNYSON! GET OUT HERE!" shouted a female voice outside the RV.
"... who's that?" Ben asked, looking out of the window. There on one of the bikes was a black haired woman and that's when it clicked in Gwen's mind.
"Hey, isn't that the woman from before?" Gwen asked.
"You mean from that road crew who tried taking the RV?"
"Yea!"
"Well this is gonna be easy." grinned Ben dialing in an alien. He slammed it down, becoming XLR8. He pried the door open and jumped out before he started running to keep up with the RV.
"It's Hero Time!" he said quickly, running alongside the biker gang.
"Get the freak!" called one of them as he tried swinging his chain at XLR8. But the Hero caught it and pulled the guy off his bike.
"You guys aren't wearing your seat belts." grinned XLR8. He zoomed around the bikes, dodging each one, until he was side by side Turbine's bike and he had to admit the woman was hot.
"What's a gal like you doing with these punks? Where's your crew?" grinned the speed alien.
"Ditched me." She scoffed "But I'll FINALLY be taking that nice old RV you got kid." she grinned.
"You'll have to take that up with my girl." he grinned pointing ahead of her.
"Huh?" Turbine asked, turning her head.
Spectra floated out of the RV with a grin on her face. Turbine screamed... and Spectra flew into the attractive black haired girl's head.
Turbine's body twitched while still driving the bike before she sat up. Now in control, Spectra checked over the woman's body as she slowed down the motorcycle till it came to a stop
"Hmmm, not bad." commented Spectra as the RV came to a stop as XLR8 returned back to normal.
Spectra got off the motorcycle, noting how nice it felt to have the machine vibrating between her legs, and checked over her current body with her hands.
"Firm chest, firm butt." she listed off. "Nice legs, hourglass waist, nice and fit and muscular. Good hair, very healthy... SO close." she sighed.
"What's wrong with that one?" asked Ben scratching his head.
"She's 25!" Spectra groaned "Way too old for us."
"True. You try walking with Ben in that body, you might get arrested." spoke Gwen.
"Yea." Turbine-Spectra sighed, before grinning "Although... just once." She smiled, pulling Ben into a kiss.
Ben's eyes widened while Gwen's mouth dropped open as Spectra held the kiss for a few more seconds before pulling back.
"There. Now you can say you've made out with an older woman." The ghost alien giggled, getting on Turbine's motorcycle "Let's go turn her in since I'm not gonna keep this one."
Ben nodded his head while Gwen regained her senses and shook Ben to focus.
"Ben! Snap out of it!" She glared.
"Uh, wha?"
'God, such a dumbass.' Gwen thought, rolling her eyes as she went back to the RustBucket.
Ben followed her as they followed Spectra to the police department where they handcuffed Turbine's wrists and lead her to a cell. Once Turbine was locked away, Spectra left her body and flew out.
She flew back into the RV and grinned at seeing Ben's face was still flushed a little. "You like that?" She grinned.
"Uh, yeah." replied Ben looking away with a blush.
"Good." She winked, flying over to the chess board "Fancy another game Gwen?"
"Oh, you're on." grinned the redhead taking a seat across from her.