A/N: Honestly, I think I'll have the most fun with Verdona on these. It'll be good…

Disclaimer: I do not own Ben 10 or any associated characters.

Gwen picked up her cell phone. "Hello?" she asked, having not recognized the number on her caller ID.

"Kiddo!"

The redhead immediately felt like bashing her head into the table. Ever since Verdona figured out what a cell phone was, Gwen had been almost afraid to see her grandmother. And somehow, Verdona had gotten her granddaughter's cell phone number. The young Anodite had dreaded the day. "Hi, Grandma." Gwen tried to keep from sounding glum, but it was hard.

"Kiddo, how have things been going? Your cousin taught me how to text the other day! He showed me where all the letters and things were!" Her grandmother sounded ecstatic on the other end of the line. "He even showed me how the phone opened and how there are more letters and numbers!"

Gwen loved Verdona, but some things were a bit ridiculous. The redhead also chose to ignore her cousin for the next two weeks for giving her grandmother her cell number. "Everything's fine," she replied, answering her grandmother's first question. This was the day she had been dreading. "How about you?"

"Oh, I'm just texting your little friend Curtis."

Curtis? Gwen had to run through her memory to think of who- Oh God. "Grandma, his name's Kevin, not Curtis."

"Ben said his name was Curtis," commented the old woman on the other end of the line, her voice distant as the girl was put on speakerphone so Verdona could text her granddaughter's boyfriend. "He's in my contact list as Curtis."

"His name's Kevin," repeated Gwen, trying not to smack her head into the wall or onto the desk she sat at. It was ridiculous how stubborn her grandmother was. Verdona just couldn't get it through her thick skull that some things aren't meant to be changed.

"Well he looks like a Curtis to me." Verdona's tapping on the other end of the line as she texted Gwen's boyfriend resonated to the girl's end of the line.

"It's Kevin, Grandma." The redhead didn't want Verdona texting Kevin, let alone calling him Curtis all the time. She couldn't imagine how Kevin would manage not to kill someone.

A long silence ensued. "That's it, I'm renaming him Curtis."

Gwen's forehead hit the desk and she groaned. How would her boyfriend survive a midlife crisis of identity theft at seventeen?

A/N: Verdona… She's fun. I always get a kick out of the name Curtis now. So reviews are appreciated! Don't ignore that little button below!

~Sky