The next morning Gwen was up bright and early. She cheerily skipped over to one of the cabinets and poured herself a bowl of cereal. Ben slowly and grumpily stumbled over to another cabinet and took out his cereal.
"Good morning, sleepy head." Gwen said cheerfully. Ben grumbled. "I never knew you were a morning person. You used to hate mornings. And isn't that your least favorite cereal? I recall you saying it tasted like fly poop and dandruff."
Gwen looked around. "Uh…uh…well, I have had my coffee this morning. And as for the cereal, my other cereal ran out."
Ben shrugged, forgetting the fact that Gwen hated coffee and her other cereal was sitting in the cabinet.
Grandpa Max came in then. "Good morning gang. How'd the night treat you?" He asked.
"It could have been better if Gwen wasn't laughing maniacally into her laptop all night." Ben said.
"Laughing maniacally? Why were you doing that all night?" Grandpa Max asked suspiciously.
Gwen's eyes swiveled back and forth. "Uhh, I saw a funny joke on the internet." She said.
"Really? Let's hear it!" Ben said. He leaned forward to hear better.
Gwen fiddled with her fingers. "Umm, what did the Petrosapien say to the Vupimancer?" She said, already smiling. Ben and Max shrugged.
"That's the pits!" Gwen shouted. She laughed. "Get it? Because Vulpimancers live on Vulpin?"
"No, I don't. What site did you get that from?" Ben asked.
Gwen drummed her finger on the table. She said, wincing.
Ben pondered a second. "I think I've heard of that sight before."
Max shook his head. "Ben," Grandpa Max whispered, "I don't think that is Gwen."
"Of course that's Gwen!" Ben said out loud. "If that's not Gwen, then who is that?"
"An evil, shape shifting, alien empress who replaced your cousin to try to steal the Omnitrix from right under your nose so that I can have an unstoppable army of Omnitrix warriors and conquer the galaxy and rule for all of eternity." Gwen said. Ben and Max stared at her. "Just a thought."
Kind of short, but funny. The next one is soon.