A/N: Thanks for the reviews everyone! I love you guys! Here's Chapter 9!
Previously:
"Oh, man," said Ben, "Kevin spiked the punch!"
"Are you sure?" said Julie, a sarcastic smirk on her face.
"What, you think she just decided to get up there and dance?" Ben exclaimed, oblivious to her sarcasm, "Where the hell is he?"
He then saw Kevin by the food table, leaning against it, an amused expression on his face, arms crossed. He was clearly enjoying this.
Ben grabbed Julie's wrist and pulled her over to him.
"Enjoying the show?" he asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Tennyson," said Kevin, giving them a nod of acknowledgement as they approached him and not bothering to answer the question, "You finally made it."
"Yeah, finally," said Ben, not understanding how Kevin could be so calm about it, "Dude, what the heck were you thinking? Getting Gwen drunk? She's gonna kill you for this when she's sober, you know that, right?"
"She won't kill me, Ben," he said, rolled his eyes and turned his obsidian gaze to Julie. "Nice dress."
"Thanks," she said, her amused eyes still on Ben. She was enjoying this almost as much as Kevin.
The song ended and they turned their attention back to Gwen. She was stumbling in her silver four-inch heels, laughing, and one of the guys playing in the band helped her down from the stage. She stumbled again, and this time, another guy caught her. He had been dancing with another girl, but she was drunk as well, and probably didn't even notice Gwen.
The guy steadied Gwen and whispered something to her. She laughed and he leaned down to kiss her! The most surprising thing was that she didn't stop him. Instead, her arms tightened around his neck and she pulled him closer.
Ben and Julie turned to look at Kevin in fear. His fists were clenched and without hesitation, he made his way to his girlfriend and the guy who had the nerve to make out with her. He grabbed Gwen's shoulder and pulled her back against his chest forcefully. The guy glared at him and then stiffened. Gwen clutched Kevin's shirt, a smile on her face. She buried her face in his chest and murmured something to him. He wrapped one arm protectively around her and raised the other fist in a threatening way.
"Dude," he hissed, almost literally steaming, "you messed with the wrong guy." His fist flew at the guy's face, knocking him to the floor, blood pouring from his nose.
The guy stared up at him in fear. Kevin turned Gwen around and pulled her back to the food table, where Ben and Julie still stood. Ben looked mad, and Julie still looked annoyingly amused.
"Don't ever do that again," Kevin told Gwen, turning her around to face him. He gripped the tops of her arms like a toddler's, and lightly shook her.
"What, this?" asked Gwen innocently. She wrenched her arms out of Kevin's vice-tight grip and wrapped them around his neck, pulling him down for a kiss. His arms wrapped instinctively around her and he clutched her closer.
"Okay," he said, once they pulled apart, "That you can do."
Gwen giggled-actually giggled!-and slid her hands down his arms.
"Come on, let's have some fun!" she laughed, and pulled him onto the dance floor.
"I will never understand those two," said Ben, sighing.
"And by that you mean, you will never get over how gross it is when those two make out in public," Julie laughed and took his hand. She led him to the dance floor, not far away from Kevin and Gwen. The band started playing a slow song. It was something that all of them recognized- 'Ours' by Taylor Swift. To be fair, the only reason they knew the song was because Gwen insisted on playing the CD in Kevin's car almost every week, but still.
Ben put his hands on Julie's hips, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, both of them getting lost in the song. At that moment there was nothing else except for them. They didn't even notice Kevin and Gwen a foot away, making out. Gwen had one leg wrapped around Kevin's waist, and he was holding it in place. Her hands tangled in his dark hair while his free hand supported her back.
"Hey, is that Ben Tennyson?" a voice suddenly called out. A girl with dark skin, a tight midnight blue dress, large brown eyes, and messy dark brown curls was pointing at them.
Every face in the room turned to stare at him and Julie. The music stopped and everyone froze, including Kevin and Gwen.
"Uh oh," said Ben, quietly.
That did it.
Girls squealed, guys yelled, and all chased Ben and Julie out of the gym. The two ran to the nearest exit, which turned out to be a stairwell. They made it to the second floor before Julie stopped.
"Ben…" she breathed, "I…can't…"
"Julie!" Ben exclaimed, "We have to go! You play tennis for crying out loud! Isn't being able to run up a few stairwells standard for you?"
Julie glared at him.
"I can't run in these heels!" she exclaimed, pulling off the shoes, "I don't get how Gwen can!" She remembered how easily Gwen had been moving when she was dressed in a similar dress and high heels. For a moment, she wished she was the one drunk, and not dating the guy with the world's most recognizable face. Julie shuddered. If Gwen ever found out she had thought that, she'd be dead for sure.
"Great," said Ben, throwing his hands in the air in exasperation and bringing her back to the present, "Find Kevin and Gwen, I'll throw them off."
It felt like they were trying to escape from a bunch of aliens, not from a bunch of teenagers at a high school dance.
Ben left Julie and ran back into the stairwell, running to the third floor.
"There he is!" yelled a blonde girl in a knee-length pink dress. Ben was only a few feet away from the elevator, and panting heavily.
"Ben, Ben!" the teens screamed, but he was already inside. He pressed the button for the first floor.
"Phew!" he exclaimed, sinking down against the back of the elevator, "That was close."
The door opened again on the first floor, and Ben was greeted by another swarm of teenagers.
"Agh!" he screamed, frantically pushing the button to close the elevator doors.
The door closed and Ben pressed the button for the top floor. What was with these kids? How did they keep cornering him? Him, Ben Tennyson, the almighty bearer of the Ultimaterix! Wait- the Ultimaterix!
"Kevin's right," Ben sighed, "I am a total idiot!" The elevator opened again at the roof, and Ben stepped out. Not far behind him, another swarm of teenagers was running up the stairs, trying to cut him off.
He hit the dial of the watch, and turned into-
"Big Chill!"
He flew off the roof, searching for Kevin's car.
It was still in the parking lot, but getting ready to pull out. Ben flew down and changed back into his normal self. He threw open the back door and jumped in. Kevin sped off to the hotel. It was only then that Ben noticed that Gwen was asleep in the front seat beside Kevin.
"She okay?" he asked, frowning at his friend and pointing his chin at his cousin.
"She passed out when you started the riot," Kevin explained.
"When she wakes up, she'll have a killer hangover," said Julie. Her face turned slightly sheepish.
"That means that you'll have a few more hours to live, Kevin," she added with small laugh.
Kevin rolled his eyes.
"I told you," he said slowly, "she won't kill me."
"What makes you so sure?" asked Ben, frowning at the back of his best friend's head.
Kevin smirked.
"You'll see," he answered and pulled into the hotel parking lot. The high school students all thought they were still back at the dance, and probably wouldn't think to look for them in the hotel until morning. For now, they were safe.
Ben sighed and got out of the car, opening the door for Julie. Kevin got out as well and walked around to the passenger's side. His eyes ran over his sleeping girlfriend lovingly. She looked as peaceful as an angel, and just as beautiful, too. He leaned forward and unbuckled her seatbelt and lifted her effortlessly up in his arms. The four of them crossed the parking lot over to the hotel lobby, where they were greeted by a sleepy concierge. He gave them the room keys without question.
When they were in the elevator Ben immediately turned on his friend.
"Dude! What the hell were you thinking?" he snapped, "There are rakari chasing us! Do you really think it's such a good idea to get her drunk at a high school dance?"
"Tennyson," said Kevin, his arms tightening around Gwen, "if I wasn't holding something that means more to me than my own life, I'd punch you in the face."
Julie smiled at her boyfriend and rubbed his arm in a soothing way.
"Calm down, Ben," she told him, "Kevin already got what was coming to him."
"What are you talking about?" Ben asked her, frowning.
"Isn't it obvious? His girlfriend made out with another guy. Because of something stupid that he did," she explained, smiling at the irony of it all.
Ben smiled, too.
"You know, you have a good point," he told her, laughing.
Kevin's arms tightened around Gwen. He was considering throwing her over his shoulder and using his free arm to knock out the obnoxious dweeb.
Suddenly the elevator door opened on their floor, bringing them out of their thoughts, to reveal a very concerned Cooper and Eunice.
"Where have you four been?" Eunice immediately exclaimed, grabbing Ben's hand and tugging him out of the elevator, "Something serious has happened!"
"What happened to Gwen?" asked Cooper, his blue eyes glued to the sleeping red head in Kevin's arms as he and Julie stepped out of the elevator.
"Eunice, what happened?" asked Ben.
"She passed out," Kevin told Cooper.
"Kevin ran off," she answered Ben, her green eyes widening in fear.
"What do you mean, passed out?" Cooper snapped, his accusatory eyes on Kevin.
"What do you mean, ran off?" asked Ben, frowning at Eunice.
"She had a little too much to drink, and when Ben was being chased by crazy fans, she fainted," Kevin told him.
"I mean, he got out of the hotel room somehow, and ran off!" Eunice explained.
Julie was standing in between them, trying to follow both conversations at the same time.
For a moment, everyone was quiet. Ben and Cooper were trying to process this new information. Finally Ben frowned and said, "I think I know where he is." He and Eunice walked over to the younger Gwen's room and found that it was unlocked, too! Ben opened the door and they saw Gwen and Kevin sitting cross-legged on Gwen's bed across from each other. They both looked up in surprise.
Ben rolled his eyes at the blonde.
"See, he snuck out of his room to go see Gwen. Nothing to worry about," he told her.
Eunice looked surprised. Cooper had said Kevin had hated Ben and Gwen when they were kids. Yet here he was, sitting on her bed like he would've done now that he was 17. She was really confused.
The younger Gwen quickly pushed Kevin off her bed. He fell down on his back and glared at her as they both got up.
"You guys are back?" she asked, walking over to the doorway with the younger Kevin on her heels.
"Yeah," Ben answered.
"Do you have any idea what could've happened? Don't you care about her at all?" Out in the hallway Cooper was yelling at the older Kevin. The older Gwen lay limp in the 17-year-old's arms.
"What happened?" the younger Gwen breathed.
"Long story," the older Ben answered.
Everyone stood frozen as Cooper's words sunk in. The older Kevin had tightened his hold on Gwen so that it was a miracle she wasn't in pain. The older Ben, Julie, and Eunice stared at the two in fear. The younger Gwen and Kevin were staring at them in confusion.
The older Kevin suddenly turned his back on Cooper and carried his girlfriend to the suite. The older Ben walked over to Cooper and put his hand on the blonde boy's shoulder.
"It was nice knowing you, Coop," he said. Everyone knew that Kevin had a violent temper, especially when it came to Gwen. Cooper had only so many get-out-of-jail-free cards with Kevin, and it was likely that this time he had stepped over the line.
"You should not have said that," Julie told him. She didn't want to watch how Kevin beat up-or possibly killed- Cooper, so she went to one of the rooms that Gwen had rented out, with Eunice following her.
The blonde girl looked over at Cooper and shook her head sadly. The younger Kevin reached past the younger red head and closed the door. He had a bad feeling about this.
Suddenly, Ben was being grabbed from behind, and hauled into the nearest wall. The older Kevin stood before Cooper, a murderous expression on his face. He drew his fist back and punched the blonde boy in the face. Cooper fell backwards and Kevin grabbed him by the collar, yanking him back to his feet. He shoved him hard against the wall and stared directly in his eyes.
"Listen, kid, I've been patient with you. You saved my life and hers too. Right now, she's the only thing keeping me from tearing you to pieces, but if you say that I don't care about her ever again, that'll change."
He drew his fist back and punched him again.
"Do you have any idea what it's like, watching her get hurt?"
"Hell, yeah!" Cooper managed to get out, "What do you think you were doing two weeks ago?"
Another punch. And another. And another.
Suddenly, a slight hand covered Kevin's now bloody wrist.
"Kevin, stop," Gwen said. Her voice was barely more that a whisper, but his reaction was immediate. His hand froze in mid air.
"Now, let him go," she told him. This time Kevin didn't budge. Gwen sighed. She was tired and her head hurt. Would it have killed Kevin to have at least one fight-free night?
"Kevin, please," she said, her voice rising, "I've got a killer hangover, aliens are after me and everyone I care about. I can't deal with you and your jealousy right now. Put him down and go to bed."
Kevin sighed.
"Gwen, he said that-"
"I don't care if he's responsible for setting the rakari on me. Just let him go, and get. To. Bed."
Kevin sighed again and let him go.
"Thank you," said Gwen and turned around, stumbling back to her room. She almost tripped but Kevin steadied her.
"Come on," he said, lifting her up bridal style, "you need some sleep."
"And you need to wash your hands," she told him, referring to the blood. Her hands wrapped around his neck and she turned her head to his chest.
Kevin smiled momentarily forgetting about the fight he had had just two seconds ago.
Ben turned his head back to Cooper and sighed.
"Really, dude, never make the mistake of telling him he doesn't care about her."
Cooper turned his head to the 16-year-old and sighed. He hadn't meant any harm. He had just been concerned about Gwen and had acted without thinking. Deep down, Cooper knew Kevin cared about Gwen more than anything and that he deserved what the older teen had just given him. Then again, Kevin had put her in danger. Getting her drunk and crashing a prom? Not exactly the smartest move when you're on the run from an entire plant bent on destroying her. None the less, he felt sorry for what he had said, not to mention reminding him what had happened two weeks ago.
Meanwhile, in the younger Gwen's room, the two kids were arguing…again.
"Don't you want to know what's going on?" snapped the red head as the 12-year-old blocked the doorway.
"I'm gonna kick that dude's ass," he replied, shrugging like it didn't matter, "That's what's gonna happen."
Gwen rolled her eyes.
"I'm serious," she said, crossing her arms on her chest, "Why did you react like that? What did Cooper say made you so mad? Why didn't you just drop me and beat him up right then and there?"
"Okay, I'll try to remember that next time I'm carrying you and some guy pisses me off," Kevin said sarcastically.
"I'm serious," she repeated, glaring at him.
"How am I supposed to know?" he snapped, stepping away from the door and sitting on the bed, "I know as much about the future as you."
"You have a theory," Gwen told him. It wasn't a question, it was a statement. "I can see it in your eyes."
"Oh, so we talk for a half hour, and all of a sudden you know me?" He was being sarcastic again. Gwen pursed her lips, fighting the urge to snap at him. If she did, she'd just be giving him what he wanted.
Instead she ignored his comment and asked, "What do you think is going on?"
"Does it matter what I think?" he asked her, his obsidian eyes watching her in a way that made her uncomfortable. It was like he was asking a question inside the question, and Gwen didn't know what to tell him. If she told him that, yes, it mattered, then she would be saying that she forgave him for everything hat he had done, when she definitely didn't. Or did she? He had saved her life after all…but he had also tried to destroy her in the Null Void. But in the future he was so nice to her and Ben, but he had also teamed up with Vilgax and tried to destroy them-
"Gwen?" His voice snapped her out of her reverie.
"What?" she asked, shaking her head.
"You okay?" he asked sounding concerned, "You zoned out there for a sec."
"I'm fine," she promised.
They heard a dull thud against the wall. Followed by another, and another, and another.
"So, I'm guessing you're gonna crash here tonight," she said, looking at him for confirmation.
He smirked.
"You got an extra sleeping bag?"
Morning came all too quickly. After the fight the older Kevin had carried his girlfriend to bed and fallen asleep beside her and Cooper and the older Ben had gone to their rooms. Sometime later Eunice had left the room she and Julie had been hiding in and gone asleep in the one next door.
In the suite, the older Gwen woke up with a killer hangover. She groaned and turned on her side, her fingers coming into contact with something warm and soft. Her green eyes snapped open and she groaned from the sudden pain that shot through her skull. She closed them again and instead used her hand to feel what was lying beside her. Her fingers soon found a small round object. A button. Suddenly, a rough, calloused hand gripped her slim fingers and lifted them up to a pair of lips. The person then kissed her fingertips and murmured "Guess who."
Gwen sighed and tried tugging her hand out of Kevin's grasp, but to no avail.
"Not now, Kevin," she moaned, "My head hurts."
"Yeah, figured that would happen," he said, and Gwen felt a pair of strong arms lift her from the bed, and then heard a thud. She was guessing Kevin had kicked the door open.
Gwen groaned and slowly opened her eyes to gaze at Kevin's obsidian ones.
"What happened?" she breathed as he set her down on the couch.
"You got drunk on the punch at the dance last night," he explained, kneeling down beside her to stroke her flame red hair.
She turned to frown at him.
"You spiked it." It wasn't a question, it was a statement. Kevin smiled at her guiltily and apologetically. She sighed and closed her eyes. Suddenly, the memories of what had happened right before Kevin had carried her over to her bed for the second time that night came flooding back. Her eyes snapped open again.
"What were you and Cooper fighting about?" she asked, shutting them again. Damn humanity for inventing alcohol!
"Don't worry about that," Kevin told her in a soothing voice, "It's nothing. But you do need some food and coffee. That ought to help a little."
He got up and went to the kitchen.
"Thanks," Gwen said with a smile. It was then that she noticed she was still dressed in her prom dress. "I can't believe I slept in this."
"What, you expected me to undress you?" asked Kevin with a devious smirk on his lips as he tried to find some coffee.
"No," Gwen answered, "It's just that sequins are really uncomfortable to sleep in."
"Oh," he said. At that moment he turned the coffee maker on, and it immediately broke down. "What the heck is with this thing?" he exclaimed, hitting it on the top.
"Let me do it," said Gwen, rolling her eyes as she tried to get up. Kevin was at her side in a flash, trying to force her to sit back down.
"No, Gwen," he told her, "You still have a hangover. You could get hurt."
"Yeah," she snapped, "I have a hangover, I'm not blind."
"Gwen, seriously," said Kevin, easing her back down on the couch.
Finally she complied.
"Fine," she snapped, "Just go down to the lobby and see if they have a coffee machine or something."
Kevin smirked.
"Alright, but then I have to change first." And with that he was gone.
A few seconds later the door opened to reveal the older Gwen's cousin, and his girlfriend.
"Hey," said Ben as the two walked in and sat down on the couch opposite where Gwen was lying. Julie was wearing a pair of denim shorts similar to Eunice's, and a bright red tube top. Ben was wearing jeans, a Sumo Slammers T-shirt, and his usual green jacket. The sight was very difficult not to laugh at. "How do you feel?"
"I'm tired and I have a head ache," she snapped, "How do you think I feel?"
"Geez, I was just asking," said the brunette, holding up his hands in an 'I surrender' kind of way.
The door opened again to reveal Eunice and Cooper. Eunice was now dressed in a pink T-shirt and dark blue jeans. Her hair was still pulled back in a ponytail. Cooper was wearing his usual outfit.
"Good morning, everyone," they said. Cooper went to sit in the armchair and Eunice sat down on the arm of the couch where Julie and Ben sat.
"Hey, Cooper," answered Ben and Julie, "Hey Eunice."
"Cooper, what happened last night?" asked Gwen, turning on her side to look at the blonde boy, "What did you say that got Kevin so mad?"
Cooper looked uncomfortable.
Luckily, he was saved by the door opening for the fourth time in the past two minutes, and this time, the 11-year-old red head and 12-year-old osmosian walked in.
"Good morning," said the younger Gwen, taking one of the chairs in the kitchen and sitting down on it. The younger Kevin sat down on the counter next to her.
"Hey," said the older Ben, "By the way, Gwen," he added as he turned to look at his cousin, "where's Kevin?"
"He went to get me some coffee," she answered.
"Isn't there a coffee maker on the counter?" asked Eunice uncertainly.
"Yes, but Kevin's hopeless at anything that goes further than pouring cereal into a bowl," she shot back.
"Hey," came Kevin's voice from the doorway, and the 17-year-old walked in, "You're not much better than me when it comes to cooking."
He smiled as he walked back over to the red head. He was now dressed in jeans and a white T-shirt. She sat up, holding her hand outstretched for the coffee. He handed it to her and then sat down on the couch where just seconds ago her head had been.
"Maybe, but at least I can fix my own coffee," she answered.
"Then why didn't you?" asked the younger Kevin, making everyone else either laugh or try to suppress smiles.
The older Gwen glared at him.
"Because you wouldn't let me near electrical appliances," she snapped.
"Oh, my gosh!" the younger Gwen cried suddenly, "Where's Ben?"
Everyone turned to look at Eunice and Cooper. The two blonde teens exchanged looks and then immediately shot up. The younger Kevin handed him the keys that had been sitting on the counter since last night.
"I can't believe we forgot him," breathed Eunice as they quickly rushed to the younger Ben's room.
Cooper fumbled with the key for a second and then finally opened the door. There sat Ben, dressed in the same outfit as yesterday, hitting his head against the wall out of boredom.
"Finally!" he exclaimed when he heard the door open. He immediately ran outside past Cooper and Eunice.
A few seconds later they were back in the suite with the other six.
The younger Ben sat down on another kitchen chair and looked around at everyone in the room accusingly.
"I have a lot of questions for you guys," he stated, frowning at them.
"And we're not going to be able to move on unless we answer them," the older Gwen added angrily. The older Kevin wrapped his arm around her and tugged her into his side.
"Maybe you should get some more sleep," suggested Julie, looking at her friend in concern.
"What happened?" asked the younger Gwen, frowning at her.
"Kevin got her drunk," Eunice explained.
"You got me drunk?" exclaimed the younger red head, looking at the raven-haired boy in shock.
"No," he answered, rolling his eyes, "I will get you drunk."
"Oh, like that makes it so much better," snapped the red head.
The older Gwen groaned.
"No yelling!" she snapped.
"Maybe a little more sleep isn't such a bad idea for you," said Cooper, looking at her with concern.
"I'm fine," Gwen shot back.
"Is she, Kevin?" asked the older Ben, turning to his friend.
"She'll be fine as long as no one does anything to irritate her," he answered, his dark eyes falling on the 11-year-old boy, "…Ben."
"What did I do?" the bearer of the Omnitrix exclaimed innocently, "And besides, she can't leave until she answers my questions," he added stubbornly.
"Fine," snapped the red head, "Bring on the questions."
"Where were you two last night?" he asked.
"We were at prom," Kevin answered.
"Why were you at prom?" he snapped.
"So Kevin could get me drunk," the older Gwen answered, "Speaking of which, what happened?"
"I'll ask the questions!" the younger Ben snapped and stood up on the chair.
The younger Kevin leaned down to whisper to the younger Gwen, "You're cousin's a dweeb."
She snorted.
"Tell me something I don't know." The two then sat back to endure the rest of his interrogation.
"What happened?" he repeated.
"Well, for starters you got up on stage…" the older Kevin answered, speaking to his girlfriend and not the obnoxious little freak on the kitchen chair.
"Oh my God," she breathed, burying her face in her hands.
"…and you made out with five other guys."
"So technically, you already got your revenge on him," laughed Julie.
"How does my making out with other guys accomplish getting revenge on him for getting me drunk in the first place?" asked the younger Gwen, frowning at her.
"Hey!" the younger Ben exclaimed, turning on his cousin, "What part of 'I'll ask the questions' do you not understand?"
The older Gwen groaned again, and buried her head in the older Kevin's shoulder.
"Tennyson," he said slowly and menacingly, "She said no yelling."
"Right," he whispered, getting scared of the dark teen.
The younger Gwen pursed her lips.
"Can I think of a way to get revenge on him?" she asked, smiling eagerly.
"Oh no," breathed the younger Kevin, smacking his head against the heel of his hand.
The younger Ben opened his mouth again, but Cooper put his hand over it.
"That's enough," he snapped, "You can interrogate everyone later."
The brunette boy glowered at him and sat back down on the kitchen chair.
When everyone was sure that there'd be no more interruptions from the kid, Eunice answered his cousin's question.
"I think she's already thought of something," said the blonde, smiling at her friend.
A small smile spread across the older Gwen's lips and she handed Kevin her empty cup.
"Yeah, I have," she answered, "But, first of all, did you kill any of them?" Everyone turned their gaze to the older Kevin.
He smirked and rolled his eyes.
"'Course not," he answered, "I broke one guy's nose, knocked another one's teeth out, gave the third guy a black eye, punched another one's lights out, and I'm pretty sure I either broke or dislocated another guy's shoulder."
"Terrific," groaned the older Gwen. Her head was really starting to hurt. Kevin looked at her with concern in his eyes.
"Jules and Cooper are right, you need more sleep," he stated.
"Kevin, I'm fine," she argued.
Kevin smiled and got up.
"I wasn't asking permission," he told her and lifted her effortlessly in his arms. Gwen sighed but didn't protest. Kevin easily kicked the door opened and carried her back into her bedroom.
Julie sighed.
"By the time we leave there won't be a door in the hotel that won't have been messed with by one of them," she said.
The older Kevin came back and the older Ben smirked.
"I thought you were supposed to wait until after the wedding to carry her over the threshold," he laughed.
The younger red head and Kevin froze and exchanged looks.
"Hilarious, Tennyson," said the older Kevin, smirking at his friend.
The older Ben just shrugged.
There was an uncomfortable silence.
"Didn't you want to interrogate us, or something?" asked the younger Kevin, turning back to his old enemy.
"Right," said the 11-year-old boy, "What was that fight about?"
"Cooper said something that made Kevin mad," said the older Ben uneasily.
"By the way, sorry about that, man," said the older Kevin.
Cooper managed a small smile.
"Don't worry about it," he said, "I probably shouldn't have said that, either. So, we're good?"
"Yeah," Kevin stated, smiling back at him, "We're good."
"Did I just apologize?" asked the younger Kevin incredulously.
"Who are you and what have you done with Kevin Levin?" exclaimed the younger Gwen.
The teens rolled their eyes at each other.
"Anything else you want to know?" Eunice asked the younger Ben.
"Yeah," he said, frowning at the floor, "If you can't cook," he turned his gaze up to meet the older Kevin's, "why didn't you just order room service?"
Everyone turned to look at the 17-year-old. His expression was just as horrified as Cooper and Eunice's had been when they found out they had forgotten the younger Ben.
"Damn it!" he exclaimed, hitting his head against the palm of his hand and making everyone laugh.
Suddenly the bedroom door opened and the older Gwen stepped out. She was dressed in a tight jeans skirt and bright yellow off-the-shoulder tank top. Her hair was still down, though.
"Ugh, Gwen?" said the older Ben, "I'm guessing 'get some more sleep' doesn't mean the same thing to you as it does to us, right?"
"I told you, I'm fine," she said, rolling her emerald green eyes, "and besides, I think it's time to get revenge on Kevin for getting me drunk."
"Finally!' exclaimed the younger Ben. His cousin's eyes were shining brightly, and the younger Kevin looked very interested in what the red head had decided to torture him with in the future.
"So, what do I have to do?" asked the older version of him, sighing as he sat back on the couch. He knew how devious and evil Gwen could be when she wanted to.
A sly smile spread across the red head's lips and she answered took out a bright red purse that she had been hiding behind her back.
"Shopping," she stated.
There was a moment of silence. The older Kevin sighed again.
"Alright, let's go," he said and got up, reaching for his car keys in his back pocket.
The girl smiled again.
"Oh," she said, "You're not taking me shopping."
"What?" exclaimed the older Ben. Going shopping with Gwen was just about as bad as it could get!
"You're going shopping with her," said the older Gwen and pointed at the younger version of herself.
There was silence again. The younger Gwen's eyes glowed in excitement. The older Kevin looked horrified as he fell back against the couch.
"Oh, for crying out loud!" he of the rooms that Gwen had rentde
A/N: So, that's chapter nine! R&R! Sorry about it being so short, and about the violence. I was just really, really upset when I wrote that. My grandpa's dog has been missing for two weeks, and I just found out about it. They thought that he had been kidnapped by a group of drunks that had a grudge against my grandpa, (they even sent a ransom note!) but when the police went to check it out, it turned out they were lying. And now no one knows what to do!
To everyone who's ever lot a pet, you have my deepest condolences, and to those of you, who see a lost pet poster and don't think twice about it, think twice about it.
