A/N I went to sam's club the other day and this idea just randomely popped into my head so I hope you guys like!

Disclaimer: I don't own Ben 10 or Sam's club.

Ben and Kevin sat boredly in Ben's living room. Gwen was having a girl's night out with Julie and Emily, so they couldn't go bother her. Ben had suggested going to Mr. Smoothy but Kevin refused, saying they went there to often and it wasn't somewhere they should go on a saturday night.

"I've got it!" Ben exclaimed suddenly causing Kevin to jump a bit. "Got what? A brain?" "No. I mean-" Kevin chuckled. "Okay I've had my fun what did you get?" "I know what we should do tonight!"

The half osmosian teen raised an eyebrow, "And what is that?" "We should go to a club!" Ben said excitedly. "Okay listen up hero, as fun as that sounds, we can't do it." Now it was Ben's turn to raise an eyebrow. "How come?"

"Because. We're supposed to be heroes right?" Ben nodded. "Right. And so if we went to a club considering we're underage-" "We'd be setting the hero bar kinda low." Ben finished "I get it, but it's Saturday night! We have to do it no matter what, and don't worry about Gwen, she's having a girl's night out and if it's dark hopefully no one will recognize us."

"Well I guess we could wear I.D. masks..." Kevin said. "No way! I want to go as myself." Ben told him. "Alright so where's the nearest club at?" Kevin asked. "Well there is this place called Sam's club about a mile or two from here."

"Sam's club? I wonder why they call it that?" "Maybe because it's owned by someone named Sam?" Ben suggested. Kevin shrugged, "Good enough for me. Let's go."

As soon as the two arrived at Sam's club they began heading towards the door. "Hey Ben, why is there shopping carts here?" Ben shrugged, "Beats me, maybe we're going to have a shopping cart race or something." Kevin seemed satisfied with this answer until they entered the club, or more like store.

"Hey! This isn't a club!" Kevin said. "Well we already drove all the way here so we might as well look around." Kevin sighed, "I guess so."

A few minutes later both teens were racing down the aisles with shopping carts. "I'LL BEAT YOU TO THE FINISH LINE TENNYSON!" Kevin yelled. "IN YOUR DREAMS LEVIN!" Ben shouted back.

Each cart had at least one hundred items in it. Once they were at the checkout, Ben and Kevin madly began putting their stuff on the counter and waited for the clerk to tell them how much it would cost.

"That will be 800 dollars. Each." the clerk said. "Okay, cash or credit?" Ben asked. "Wait, you guys aren't members?" the clerk inquired. "Members? Of what?" "Of Sam's of course." "Ben, grab the stuff and let's get out of here!" Kevin instructed.

"SECURITY!" The clerk yelled as Ben and Kevin made a mad dash out of the place. The security guards caught them just as they were halfway out the door and began dragging them away.

Kevin just merely mumbled, "Now I know why they call it a club." while Ben was screaming, "I'M A SUPERHERO YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME! IF I'M IN JAIL, WHO'S GOING TO SAVE THE WORLD? HUH? WILL YOU? I DOUBT IT!"

A/N Oh Ben you are such a moron some times...please review!