A/N: ack. Sis took computer to a friend's house. Another chappie of Warped WOULD be up, but since I didn't get around to uploading it to the site, yeah. So you'll have to wait til tomorrow for that. Sorry. BTW!! GOT HUNDREDTH REVIEW! THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH!!! For the celebration, here's some more arguing.

Disclaimer: Man of Action owns Ben 10. I don't. Still, I believe we should all join together to buy it from him and write all the Gwevin-y fics that we really want to see, even if it is just a kid's show.

"So how's your clam chowder?"

The ride had been quiet with just the subtle purring of the engine to keep the silence calming. It was a cooler night with the stars blazing brightly overhead to illuminate the road ahead with the waning moon.

Debating whether to break the silence to talk to Gwen, Kevin's knuckles were a snowy white shade, his blood circulating around the veins of his hand instead. It was an intense battle with Ben in the backseat who would ruin everything on a moment's notice without caring or noticing the awkwardness. His onyx gaze flicked to the red haired girl in the passenger seat.

The light from outside made her face seem ghostly pale, her heart shaped lips drawing him in like a magnet and she was staring out the window. Her eyes were captivated with the luminescence of the world around them. This darkness was strange for her. She was almost always used to the light of the day, but this blackened state of night clouding around them was like a shield, blocking out everything to their eyes. Gwen enjoyed it greatly, her mouth turning up in a warming smile.

Kevin's face was glowing, she noticed, looking over to him. His new "skin" had metallic properties, bouncing every kind of glow off of him to make him radiate like the sun. She could see his face was pained, but didn't dare break the silence, knowing he was ready to snap with that kind of expression. His dark orbs for eyes were focused on the road, glinting with this hidden emotion she couldn't recognize on him.

The brunette teen in the back was a shadow, fading to black, shaded from every source of the light. The roof of the car concealed his view and his focus was stuck to the road with it being all he could see. Ben folded his arms across his chest, waiting for some brilliant idea to strike.

Car rolling along, the three remained in this suspended silence. Until Ben spoke.

"So how's your clam chowder?"

Kevin and Gwen were left wondering whether he had actually spoken or not. They both understood that this silence had been broken, but the two weren't sure if they'd heard him correctly.

"What?!" Kevin was the first to spit out.

Ben smiled, gladly repeating himself. "So how's your clam chowder?" He whipped his head, the muddy brown colored hair flipping out of his forest green colored eyes.

"Clam chowder?" Gwen asked, still wondering if she'd heard his voice at all. Her head spun to look at Ben. He was shrouded in darkness and his face twisted in an arrogant, mischievous smirk. Of course. Mess with them while he can.

"Yes, how's your clam chowder?"

Kevin's nerves were already on end. Ben wasn't making it much better. He could feel the adrenaline pumping before he had even said his next sentence. "What clam chowder?!"

"The clam chowder named Peter."

"What?!" Kevin asked, getting very annoyed.

Gwen was dumb enough to ask. "You named clam chowder?"

Still confused, Kevin repeated, "What?!"

"Peter. The clam chowder." Ben was fighting off his smug grin. It wasn't working. His face was stuck between a stoic expression and a fiercely wide smile, making him look like a tortured zombie with burning flesh.

"What?!"

"Is that all you can say?" Gwen asked, her focus suddenly on Kevin.

Kevin wasn't sure how this turned on him suddenly. He'd just been confused and snapping out the first thing that came to mind was a good way of venting out frustration. "What?!"

"Clam chowder. How is it?" Ben repeated for the fifth time.

"I don't have any clam chowder!" exclaimed the driver. His knuckles had turned to icy white as he clenched the wheel harder, feeling it ready to snap under his grip.

"That's what I thought." The brunette teen leaned into the backseat again, letting the entire car fall back into the familiar silence.

Stars blazed brightly overhead. The moon shone down on the blacktopped highway, giving it a gray glow. The hum of the engine was the only sound that thrummed through Gwen and Kevin's thoughts as they tried to figure out what had just happened. The redhead was wondering what the dark teen that she loved was thinking.

All he could think was, I don't even like clam chowder.

A/N: Another one like 'Breathe' and 'Poison' is coming soon. It's in my head. I just gotta get it down. Hope you guys will like it and hope you liked this one! Comments are appreciated! Thanks for reading!

~Sky