A/N: Ben needed some time off and so did my brain from writing his craziness. I'm back again! And so is another moment of Ben. This was me for like three hours yesterday…
Disclaimer: don't own Ben 10!! if i did, it wuldn't b called Ben 10.... it'd b called Kevin 11. lol
Gwen was watching Ben's fingers carefully take the red hippopotamus and stack it on the tiny rubber cow. "Ben-" she started, but he cut her off too soon.
"Shush!" he hissed, his breath knocking over the hippo and cow combo. "Dang it, Gwen!"
"Where did you get these anyways?" she asked as he took the cow again to try putting it on top of the hippo instead. Her fingers grazed the clam and she picked it up to inspect the finer details. Which were nothing at all.
Ben shrugged. "Those little vending machine things that give out toys in little bubbles and Julie gave me some quarters." He reached up to snatch the clam from her. "They're not allowed for children under three."
"And why does that matter?" Gwen asked, leaning in to inspect the tower that was only made of the cow and the hippo.
"Choking hazard," he murmured, putting the yellow rubber sheep in his mouth to hold it for the time being while his hands put the cow and hippo combo pack on top of the little grayish penguin's head. "You know," he muttered, taking the sheep out of his mouth and wiping it on his shirt. "Stupid kids like to put stuff in their mouths."
Rolling her eyes, she said, "Just like you did right there." The redhead leaned against the table her cousin was working on, consequentially knocking over the tiny tower of animals.
"GWEN!"
"Ben, this is stupid."
"YOU KNOCKED IT OVER!"
"So?"
"DON'T DO THAT ANYMORE!"
She snorted and leaned back against the other counter. "Okay, so why are you doing this again?"
"Just to prove that I can stack a hippo, a cow, a sheep, a penguin, and a clam without them killing each other." Ben huffed and stood the penguin upright again. He took the hippo and put it on the arctic animal's head. "I'll bet you the world I'll get it this time," he said, focusing on the tower of rubber.
This got Gwen to laugh.
"And no sabotage," Ben said, waggling a finger at her disapprovingly.
"Okay, okay. Let me just call Kevin and tell him." She pulled her phone out of her pocket and let the speed-dial call the garage phone.
It rang once before she heard a familiar voice. "Hey, Gwen."
The girl stood there in shock, wondering how he knew it was her. "How did you-"
"I know things," he cut her off. "So what's up?"
She grinned. "Prepare to have me rule the world."
"Um, why?" Kevin dared to ask.
"Ben just bet me the world that he could stack a few rubber animals on top of each other."
"Oh god. If you rule the world…that means we'll all have to have…" He gave a little shudder. "…an education. The horror!" He made his voice sound more dramatic at the last part.
Gwen giggled. "Yeah, I'm shipping you off to a boarding school in Russia."
"Russia?"
"You heard me, pretty boy."
He snorted and hung up.
Ben was screaming with annoyance.
"It's official. I rule the world," Gwen retorted.
"So you're really going to ship Kevin off to Russia?" Ben asked. The boy propped his head on his hand with his elbow on the table.
Gwen rolled her eyes. "Yeah," she said sarcastically.
Ben hopped up out of his chair. "Then we'd better go say good-bye."
"Ben-"
"Nope!" he argued. "You have betrayed us all!" The boy went all dramatic on his cousin, staggering out of the room like a wounded soldier.
"Yeah, a couple of idiots and betrayal. The absolute horror." She huffed before following her cousin who had suddenly run back into the room to get his animals.
"ONE MORE TRY! YOU ARE NOT GOING TO SEND KEVIN TO RUSSIA!" He sat back down in his chair and put the penguin on the bottom. Then he put the hippo on top of that and then the cow and the sheep, which did a back-flip off the cow. "STUPID AMINALS!" he shouted. "STAY PUT!"
Ben was like that for another two hours and at one point nearly choked on the clam.
"Actually, they should raise the choking hazard to fifteen and below," his cousin mentioned after she'd saved his life again.
"Nah," Ben said, flicking his hand to dismiss her suggestion. "Kevin would choke on it too. So maybe sixteen."
A/N: those rubber animals can keep kids and Bens busy for hours!!! Review plz!
~Sky
