A/N: okay guys, I'm stuck at a house with hardly any tv access (soap operas 24/7 around here), limited computer time (there is no computer but the one I brought and even then there's no internet unless I connect a phone to it), and my demon cuzin. Sooooo… yeah…. Just gonna suck it up and write when I can.

Disclaimer: I'M NOT MAN OF ACTION!


Gwen looked to her older brother who sat beside her on the swingset in their cousin Ben's backyard. The said cousin was standing off on the sidelines, eyes narrowed in the direction of the redhead who had taken his favorite swing. "You don't have to be so mean, Gwen," muttered Ben, the words barely audible under his breath.

"But the guest should always get the best stuff," pointed out the six year old with the fiery scarlet locks. "It's like a rule, so I'm not being mean."

Ken let the two argue. He didn't like getting between them because when Gwen and Ben fought, it was sure to get ugly. And it'd get ugly fast.

Names were shouted out fast and in rapid succession.

"Snot for brains!"

"Chicken butt!"

"Dweeb!"

"Dork!"

"Loch Ness Monster!"

Ken let it go, not bothering to tell them that the Loch Ness Monster didn't actually exist. He sighed and began to use the swing for its actual purpose: to swing.

It took about five more minutes for Gwen and Ben to shut up and settle down a bit. Until Ben stuck him tongue out at the redhead.

"Guys, cut it out," intervened Ken. "You need to cut it out now please."

"She stuck her tongue out at me first!" yelled Ben, his voice getting a little squeaky towards the end of his defense.

Ken's sister turned and gave her brother the saddest pair of cute puppy dog eyes she could muster, the slightest traces of tears welling up in the emerald depths of her eyes. "I would never do that," she whimpered to her older brother.

"Ben, don't even accuse my sister of that," began Ken, reaching over and pulling Gwen closer to him so he could hold her tightly to his chest in a big brotherly hug. "How could you think that sweet, innocent little Gwen would ever do a nasty ujithing like that? I mean, really, who can resist a face like that?"

The brunette Tennyson's jaw just dropped before he stormed off into the house.

Ken let go of Gwen and let her swing. If he hadn't sided with his sister, he would've had to deal with her at home and that would've been much, much worse…


A/N; gtg. Comp time is up already. Ugh. Bye and review! Thanks everyone!

~Sky