The Incursean Invasion

by Sodium Acetate

My take on the episodes entitled "The Frogs of War" Some scenes and quotes taken from the episode, but most are from my imagination. Please don't sue me for I have no money and I don't own Ben 10! Rating changed to M for incest, language, etc. Don't read if offended. I do not condone incest and the like in real life (obviously)! Chapter 7 marks the beginning of a crossover.

7. Wicked in the land of Frozen (Part 1)

Incursean Invasion-Part 7

M Rated Chapter for all reasons listed below! This is the first chapter of a crossover between Ben 10, Frozen, and Wicked.

Contains: GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF INCESTOUS ACTS INCLUDING AN ACTUAL LEMON, THREAT OF RAPE, ADULTS TELLING KIDS TO LIE, STUFF ABOUT PEDOFILES AND FETISHES, SONGS FROM FROZEN AND TITANIC, SEXUAL INNUENDOS, ALLUSIONS TO HARRY POTTER, REFERENCES TO REAL-WORLD FAST FOOD JOINTS, OVERPRICING OF FOOD, WIKIPEDIA BASHING, BROKEN ENGLISH, CAMEO BY CHUCK NORRIS, LOTS OF SWEARING, ETC.

Don't read if offended. Don't forget to review!

McDonalds

"And stay out!" the manager growled as he unceremoniously tossed Upchuck onto the sidewalk. Moments later, Gwen, Kevin, Max, Molly and Rook were tossed out as well.

"That's for bringing this freak show," here the manager pointed to the rotund green alien, "into my establishment!" He slammed the door and put up the "closed indefinitely" sign.

"Really, Ben? Why'd you have to go Upchuck in there?" asked Gwen.

"I couldn't help it! I was really hungry after giving you CPR. I guess the Omnitrix thought I needed a major caloric intake."

"Still doesn't explain how you managed to clean the entire McDonalds out. I think this was the first time they ran out of burgers. Ever!" said Kevin.

The manager poked his head out the door again. "I almost forgot, but here's your bill," he said as he handed Max the receipt and walked back inside.

"Whoa! Would you look at that! The guy wants a million dollars to cover all the food you ate and four million for the scare and loss of business you caused," reported Max.

"We don't have that much!" cried Gwen.

"I know someone who does," said Kevin.

"Argit? Nah! He double-crossed us too many times!" exclaimed Gwen.

"Quite frankly, if he wasn't such of a help reporting on Milleous' activities, we would've had him in Plumber jail right now," said Molly.

"That and the fact that he sells us level 5 tech," chimed in Max. "God knows where we'd be if Argit didn't supply us with those Techadon ion blasters."

"Hmm, it is time we paid a visit," said Rook.

"I have a better idea, but I suppose we could use some weapons for the resistance," said Ben.

"Any idea where Undertown is, Rook?" asked Max.

"Undertown exists here? I thought only Bellwood had an Undertown."

"No, Ben. The aliens tunneled under the Atlantic Ocean and ended up in Europe where they built a second Undertown that is connected to the American one."

"So we can use the tunnel to get back to Bellwood without the Incurseans finding out, right?"

"Exactly."

"You still haven't answered my question, Rook. I don't see the entrance," said Max.

"It is quite simple to find, Magister. Just follow me." Rook lifted up a manhole cover and beckoned to the rest to follow him before jumping into the hole and disappearing. Kevin and Molly followed him without objections, but Gwen was a bit more difficult to persuade.

"Eww. Not the sewer again!" complained Gwen. "I'm not about to jump into there again!"

"Don't look now, but there's an Incursean right behind you!" screamed Ben.

"Attention Earthling scum! I've got a blaster pointed at the back of your head and I don't know how to use it. Therefore it is advised that you don't make any sudden moves or this could end badly for you!" said Max in his best Emperor Milleous impersonation.

"You can't fool me, Gramps. I know it's you!"

"Just get in there!" exclaimed Ben as he gave Gwen a shove, sending her flying into the sewer below.

Beeeeeen! I'll get you for that!" she screamed as she stopped her momentum halfway down the tunnel with a mana platform. Then Gwen tried to grab Ben with a giant mana hand and send him down with her, but Ben was prepared for just such a trick. As the hand reached for him, Ben slammed down on the Omnitrix and cried, "Gravattack!" The red planetoid alien appeared in a flash of green light. Gravattack decreased the gravitational pull of Earth on himself, thereby levitating off the ground. At the same time, he attracted the hand towards himself and began to pull it in a circle, yanking Gwen around underground.

"That's enough, Ben!" ordered Max the fourth time around. "If you don't stop, she's gonna hurl!" Unbeknownst to both of them, Gwen had anticipated something of the sort happening and she had summoned a doppelganger of herself to go in her place for Ben's ride. Thus, Ben was flinging around dead weight.

"I guess that's enough," Ben said as he stopped his gravity bind. At that instant, Gwen cried, Facio Gravis!, forcing both Ben and Grandpa Max to crash down into the sewer beside her. Before that happened, Ben transformed into Cannonbolt and wrapped his entire body around his Grandpa to protect him from the fall.

"Oomph!" Cannonbolt grunted as he landed on his backside.

"Serves you right for tricking me!" Gwen told Ben as the latter transformed back into his human version.

"Ok, ok. I got a little carried away back there," admitted Ben.

"All jokes aside, we have to find Rook, Kevin and Molly, "said Max while dusting himself off. The trio walked to the end of the tunnel and into Undertown.

Undertown

The streets were filled with aliens going about their Saturday morning business.

"How are we going to find three people in all this hustle and bustle?" Ben asked.

"How about you try asking the people here?" Gwen told him.

"Ok, wait here then," replied Ben as he left the two standing in the middle of the street while he looked for directions.

"Hello human customer! Welcome to Undertown! I sell you human socks! Very cheap and clean!" a hog alien told Ben as the latter walked past the stall.

"No thanks. I've got some already," Ben replied, pointing to his own socks. "I'm looking for Argit? Have you seen him?"

"Argit, the slimy double-crossing no good of a snake? He's in a partnership with Pakmar right now."

"Why would Pakmar want to do business with Argit?"

"Ever since you destroyed his sponge business, he's been looking for another means of income. Dealing in illegal weapons was the best job he's ever had."

"Ahh thanks," Ben said as he reported back to Gwen and Max.

"I wonder what Pakmar's selling now?" wondered Gwen, aloud.

"Perhaps alien dog food? The sponges never did work!" replied Ben.

"Did they not absorb water?"

"Nah. They worked too well as a matter of fact. The sponges expanded to over 100 times their normal size and squashed Pakmar's shop."

"And I suppose their expanding had something to do with you, Ben?" asked Max.

"It wasn't my fault Grandpa! Pakmar just happened to sell sponges right when I just happened to turn into Water Hazard and blast the place."

"Why where you even there in the first place? Pakmar hates you!"

"Rook and I were chasing some Forever Knights who always pick Pakmar's place to start a ruckus. And by the way, Pakmar doesn't hate me."

"You should see him when he yells, "Tennyson!" That's your cue that you're unwelcome."

"Well, he still lets me in whenever I visit."

"That's solely cuz he's out to get your money. No matter how much he may hate you, Ben, he still needs you to boost his income."

"Oh please! Don't get me started on that rubbish! The money he gets from me paying damages is more than enough to get him a decent living. And yet old Pakmar's still stuck doing the same job day after day!"

"We can talk about this after we find the store," decreed Grandpa Max. "Come on!"

The trio walked another block before Ben had to stop and get something to eat.

"Really, Ben? Don't you have any sense of urgency?" asked Gwen.

"I'll have some squid kabobs with extra spicy dipping sauce," Ben told the waiter.

'That'll be half a tayden per kabob, sir."

"Half a tadyen? What a rip-off!"

"No money? No food for you!"

"Look man. I'm the famous Ben Tennyson. I've probably saved your behind numerous times. The least you could do for me is to give me some skewers."

"Do you have proof?" Ben slammed down his hand with the Omnitrix on it.

"That's your proof!"

"No elbow on the table please!"

"Fine! How about I transformed into some alien for you?"

"That I would like to see."

Ben dialed in Humungasaur and pressed down on the Omnitrix. Instead, he got Spider-Monkey.

"Humungasaur- oh wait… Spider- Monkey!"

"That's the least threatening creature I have ever seen!" sneered the waiter.

"How about this then?" Ben hit the Omnitrix again and went ultimate. The waiter took one glance at the giant gorilla in front of him and quickly gave the alien his kabobs.

"Thank you sir. Now that wasn't too difficult to do, was it?" grunted Ultimate Spider-Monkey as he chowed down on the food. The waiter watched him with revulsion.

"Make no mistake about it Tennyson! I plan on suing you for blatant intimidation through the use of force!" he cried.

"Yeah, yeah. Join the crowd of Ben-haters," Ben replied as he stomped out of the restaurant. Gwen and Max, who were already tired of waiting for him, waved frantically at him from a few streets ahead.

"Ben! Did you go ultimate again just to get a discount on food?" Max asked reproachfully.

"Yeah. So? It's not like anyone got hurt or something!"

"Ben. You do know that you're the symbol of the entire Plumber organization. Every time you do something stupid, our reputation suffers," Gwen said crossly.

"Yeah, but every time I save the world, that trust is restored," Ben countered.

The bickering went back and forth until they arrived at Pakmar's new shop.

"Wow! Looks like this place got a makeover since last time," Gwen noted, instantly forgetting her argument with Ben.

"That's because last time, I accidentally blew it up."

"I wonder what old Pakmar's up to now. I bet he opened a pet shop this time!"

"No, it's clearly a weapons and armor shop. Read the sign!" Gwen exclaimed.

"Pakarmor and Argistic Securities Incorporated," Ben read the sign aloud. Then he guffawed. "Ha! I bet Argit thought up that name! Pakmar can't speak English properly!"

"Who can't speak properly? Pakmar know correct English!" A little green chameleon alien waddled outside shaking his fist.

"See? You don't understand grammar conventions!" Ben said, trying not to laugh.

"Who said that?! Pakmar smells that rat Ben Tennyson!"

"Dude, refer to yourself in first-person, not third," Ben replied as he stepped out of the shadows.

"You!" Pakmar shouted.

"Yes, me. Not to mention my cousin Gwen and my Grandpa Max," Ben said calmly.

"Get out! Pakmar no want you mess up his business. Last time you make his sponges go Boom!"

"Hey! I'll make sure that never happens again!" Ben protested.

"No, no! Tennyson and relatives not welcome here! Must get out right now!" Pakmar cried as he tried to push Ben from his store. Due to the vast mass difference, all that he succeeded in doing was to tire himself out.

"Now can we go in, Mr. Pakmar, sir?" Gwen asked politely.

"Ah! Pakmar like seeing himself superior to humans! Yes, you and old man can come inside."

"What about Ben?" Max asked.

"He remain outside. No welcome in my store!" Pakmar cried.

"Oh come on! I promise not to damage anything! Why do all you people act like I'm not here?" Pakmar thought for a moment and went back inside. He came out moments later with a piece of paper.

"Here. Read and sign below!"

"What's this?" Ben asked suspiciously before he read it. Then his face turned purple.

"Sign below," Pakmar said sweetly.

"No way! This is completely humiliating!" Ben yelled.

"What is it, Ben?" Gwen asked. He shoved the paper at her without a word. The paper read:

Ben Tennyson-Kontract

He no welcome unless Pakmar say he is.

He may not damage Pakmar merchandise.

If he damage, he must pay.

If can't afford, must be slave for set period of time.

Bad guys come to store and do damage, he must pay, even if he not present at the time.

No fighting in store.

No aliens in store.

No loud talking.

Must address Pakmar as "sir" or "Mr. Pakmar".

Pakmar kick him out anytime Pakmar wants to.

Ben Tennyson signature:

"Just sign it, Ben, so we can go in," Gwen said.

"All right," Ben grumbled as he signed his name on the line. The document was instantly snatched away by Pakmar, who then proceeded to nail it in front of his store.

"What's that for?" Ben asked, curious.

"Now you be reminded of rules every time you pass by Pakmar's store!" Pakmar said as he smiled triumphantly and ushered them inside.

"I have to get rid of that!" Ben thought to himself.

"What you people want? Pakmar doesn't have all day!" Pakmar cried.

"Can we see Argit, please?" Ben asked in the most polite voice he could muster.

"He is in testing room. Don't disturb him!" Pakmar growled.

"Then can you call him and tell him we need to see him?" asked Max.

"I don't think there's any need for that," a voice said. Kevin came out with his hands full of Plumber tech.

"Kevin!" Gwen cried.

"Hey babe. Did you miss me?"

"Don't call me that in public and especially not in front of Grandpa Max!"

"Do my ears deceive me or is my grand-daughter in love with an ex-con?" Grandpa Max smirked.

"Yeah, about that. I forgot to tell you. Sorry Grandpa!" said Ben.

"Don't get me wrong, Gwen. I don't disapprove. I'd just appreciate it if you told me about it sooner."

"Thanks Grandpa!"

"Just don't get all touchy- feely in front of me," Ben said.

"Ben! That's disgusting!" Gwen yelled.

"So, Kevin. I see you brought the Mark 12 Techadorian Multiblasters," said Max, quickly changing the subject.

"Yup, just as you asked." Kevin tossed the stash of weapons he found into the metal case Max had brought. There was suddenly a commotion from the experimental laboratory.

"Make way! Coming through!" Molly cried as she burst from the double doors, on fire.

"My God! You're on fire!" Ben cried as he moved to slam down on the Omnitrix.

"Nooooo! No aliens in my store!" Pakmar cried as he leapt onto Ben's arm and sank his teeth into the tender flesh of the forearm (Ok, Pakmar's really short and can't jump that high), prompting Ben to cry out in pain.

"YEOW! GET HIM OFF OF ME!" Ben screamed. Gwen managed to grab Pakmar's stubbly little legs and drag him off of her cousin, leaving inch long teeth marks on the skin. Ben noticed the blood spurting out of his arm and felt queasy.

"Damn it! I can't help someone on fire when I'm hurt myself!" he complained.

"For crying out loud, Ben! I can heal you, remember?" Gwen said.

"Where's your manliness now, Tennyson? Are you a hypocrite when it come to yourself and pain tolerance?" Kevin sneered.

"Not helping Kevin!" Gwen hissed. "Go on, Ben. Transform into Water Hazard."

"You be breaking rules 2 and 7 simultaneously, Tennyson!" Pakmar warned.

"Oh shut it! You'll be lucky if I don't get rabies from you!" Ben grumbled as he transformed into… Heatblast? Ben groaned when he realized he had transformed into the Pyronite.

"Great! Just when we didn't need any more fire, you turn me into a walking inferno!" Ben seethed.

"Actually Ben, that was a great move!" Max said.

"And why is that, exactly?"

"Well, let's see. You're a molten fireball. That ought to trigger the sprinkler system and douse the fire. Of course, it probably won't affect you much," Kevin replied.

"Dang it Tennyson! Why do you always manage to find a loophole in my rules?" Pakmar asked as the sprinkler system activated, doused Molly and flooded the entire store.

"Whoa! Did your English just improve or what?" Ben asked, surprised.

"Yes! I just learned marvelous things about your beautiful language!"Pakmar cried as he triumphantly waved English for Dummies (Woods) aloft.

"Including?" Ben, Gwen, Kevin and Max asked.

"Elmo on Sesame Street was wrong about using the third-person!"

"I always thought there was something fishy with that red menace, but I never knew what until now," Kevin said.

"Um, why are we standing waist deep in an ocean of water and still having a casual conversation? Shouldn't we be panicking right about now?!" screamed Ben as he hit the Omnitrix again and transformed back into a human. "And by the way, I'm still bleeding here."

"Oh we'll be fine! The water's rising much too slowly for us to drown," replied Gwen as she fixed his bite mark.

"At least make us a boat or something so we won't get hypothermia? The water's freezing!" Kevin complained.

"Boys," Gwen murmured as she created said boat to pluck everyone out of the water. They all clambered onto the boat, gasping for breath.

"That was the most fun I've had in several years! What's next?" asked Max.

"You must pay for damages to my store Tennyson!" screamed Pakmar.

"Later. First, we have to get Rook out of the laboratory."

"The laboratory?!" Molly exclaimed. "Rook and I were fighting Argit's Techadon robots in there before I left because I was on fire. Rook and Argit are still in there…"

"Facing overpowered robots that can regenerate and a hidden danger they don't yet know about!" Ben finished.

"That basically sums it up, yeah."

"We have to go in there and save Rook!" Ben exclaimed.

"Anyone want to play hero?" Kevin asked.

""Us three," Ben indicated Gwen, himself and Kevin, "shall go."

"Careful, Ben. Are you sure you don't want my expertise?" Max asked.

"No. I can't keep relying on you to help me. I have to be a leader on my own!"

"You aren't exactly at that level yet, Ben, but you'll get there someday, I promise," Gwen said encouragingly as Kevin snickered. Gwen glared at him.

"What? Am I not entitled to my own opinion?" he said defensively. Max, Pakmar and Molly got off the boat and went into a watertight compartment.

"All right, Gwen. I need you to bust down that laboratory door on my count. When the water rushes in, we'll have to jump. I'll transform into AmpFibian and you guys can grab onto my tentacles," Ben said.

"Got it. Just try not to shock us!" Gwen replied.

"Ready? THREE…TWO…ONE…NOW!"Ben shouted.

"Fallum Quarca Daminigan!" Gwen cried. The door glowed purple around the edges and then blew off its hinges. The water rushed in, swamping the boat.

"Abandon ship!" Kevin cried as he leapt into the water. Two other splashes indicated that Ben and Gwen had followed. Ben slowly sank into the water as he struggled to reach the surface. Come on Omnitrix, give me Amphibian! Ben hit the Omnitrix and hoped for the best. Instead he got an alien that resembled Victor Krum's improperly applied transfiguration. Well, it could have been worse. At least this guy can swim. Ben swam off to look for Gwen and Kevin. He found Gwen near the entrance to the lab, still frantically searching for Kevin, who had disappeared. She had a dome around her head to trap air so she could breathe. Ben swam over to her and smacked her hard in the small of the back with his tail to get her attention. She turned around angrily.

"That hurt you know!" she hissed. Ben shook his head and pointed up with his tail. Gwen understood, grabbed onto his tail and held on for dear life until Ben broke the surface of the water.

"You know I can't talk underwater with this alien," he gasped.

"Ripjaws?"

"Is that his name? I haven't used him in like six years!"

"Have you seen Kevin at all after he leaped?"

"No. I saw you searching for him earlier. We better go down and look again."

Gwen grabbed onto Ripjaws' tail again and he dove back into the water, this time to look for Kevin. After another five painfully long minutes, they finally found him floating near the front of the store, unconscious from hitting his head on golden plaque with Argit's head on it. Luckily, Kevin had the foresight to absorb the dollar coin in his pocket and survived the otherwise lethal hit. Ben was in a bit of a dilemma. Hmm, how will I get him up to the surface? My hands are too stubby to hold him and Gwen's already occupied a spot on my tail. I guess I'll have to improvise. Ben motioned to Gwen to lift Kevin up by the armpits. He then clamped his jaws onto Kevin's torso and indicated to Gwen that it was time to go. She grabbed onto his tail again and Ben swam over to a platform in the laboratory built for target practice. Gwen hopped off his tail and half carried, half dragged Kevin onto the platform where she laid him out on the floor. Ben transformed back into his human form.

"This time, you do it. It was quite awkward last time, you know," he told her.

"Awkward? In what way?"

"I had to take off your clothes to save you and it was hard not to stare at your "woman parts" while I worked."

"LOL! Lusting over your cousin like that! You are such a perv! I suppose you got a hard-on from that?"

"Yes," Ben admitted. "It's what happens when I'm around attractive girls, ok?"

"You think I'm attractive?"

"Ever since you and I hit puberty, maybe even before that."

"I love you too, Ben, but you know as well as I do that we can't be together. It's called incest for a reason."

"I know that. Let's talk to Grandpa about it later, ok?"

"Agreed. Right now, let's focus on saving Kevin!"

"We can't save him if we're freezing ourselves. How about I change into Heatblast to warm us up? Pun intended." She punched him on the shoulder playfully.

"Seriously, Ben. No more innuendos."

"Ok, ok!" Ben hit the Omnitrix and transformed into Big Chill. Oh great, another useless alien.

"Come on, Ben. I'm freezing here! Can't your Omnitrix work for once?"

"I'm trying to make it work, but the stupid thing won't obey!" Big Chill replied in his ghostly voice. He wacked it half a dozen times.

"Careful, Ben. You don't want to wreck it again, like last time."

"I know what I'm doing! Just give me a few seconds."

"Omnitrix Master Control unlocked," the Omnitrix computerized voice said.

"Excellent! Now I can transform into any alien I want and without a recharge time! Man, I've wanted to re-unlock this feature since you were still an annoying brat, Gwen! You still remember those times?"

"Hmm? Don't remind me. I'm glad you changed into the person you are today, Ben, instead of the jerk you were eight years ago."

"Ahh, good times those were when we were young and naïve."

"Perhaps you were, but I know I wasn't!"

"Oh really? I think you still kind of are naïve. You always see the good in people!"

"I'm not a pessimist like you, Ben. Some people can change for the good. You just have to give them a while."

"Ahem, case in point: Charmcaster. She hated us when we were ten, hates us in the present and will probably hate us in the future until she dies of skin cancer. Whatever you did two years ago to try and get her to repent obviously didn't work. She still hates our guts!"

"Just transform into Heatblast! I'm cold and wet!"

"Right. Sorry!" Ben transformed into Heatblast and fired a lava blast at her. Gwen sandwiched the lava between two sheets of mana and threw it around herself as a sort of makeshift thermal blanket. After around thirty seconds, she was no longer cold and her clothes had dried out. Immediately, she ran over to Kevin and pounded on his chest to get the water out. It worked in that sense, but Kevin still wasn't breathing. Gwen gave him rescue breaths. Nothing. Ben transformed back.

"Any other ideas?" Gwen asked. Ben transformed into AmpFibian.

"How's this going to help?" she asked.

"I can give electric shocks, right? I use my tentacles as primitive paddles…" the jellyfish alien began.

"And restart his heart?" Gwen finished. "Ben, you're a genius! The only problem is that Kevin's all wet. We all know what happens when wet stuff and electricity come together."

"If that's the only problem…" Ben hit the Omnitrix again, bypassing his regular human form due to master control, and transformed into XLR8. He procured a beach towel and wiped Kevin dry in three seconds. He then transformed back into AmpFibian and hovered over Kevin.

"Ready?"

"What we're doing reminds me of what Pikachu did to Ash during the first Pokémon movie. Go!" AmpFibian shocked Kevin with 200 volts. Nothing happened. He tried again with 700 volts. This time, Kevin opened his eyes and coughed out some water. AmpFibian failed to notice and shocked him again with 1,200 volts. Kevin was knocked unconscious again!

"Ben! He was ok before you shocked him the last time."

"Sorry!" AmpFibian shocked Kevin once more with 1,200 volts. Kevin woke up again.

"Dude! I was fine at 700!" He yelled.

"Sorry about that!"

"So, what did I miss?"

"Nothing really important. Let's go get Rook and Argit!" Ben quickly ran off to find the access panel to the training room, leaving Kevin and Gwen behind.

"Now, what really happened?" Kevin asked.

"Oh, it's just like Ben said. Absolutely nothing!" She ran off too. I have a feeling both of them aren't telling the complete truth. I wonder what that truth is. Kevin went in after them. Ben was staring at a control panel that activated the door in front of him, which led to the training room. Loud bangs could be heard coming from that room, indicating a major fight.

"What's the problem?" Kevin asked.

"We can't get in without the access code and we can't rip down the door either," Ben told him.

"Let me see that." Kevin edged closer to the screen and saw the problem: I am Argit. What three things do I love more than anything in the world?

"Seriously? You can't answer this?" Kevin asked the two of them.

"Well, we thought since you hung out with Argit a lot, you would know what he loves," Gwen said.

"Good point." He typed in: Money_Fame_Power. The door slid open. The carnage was immediately evident. Half the room was completely destroyed and the other half was about to get the same treatment. Sparks from torn electrical cables ignited a large fire that engulfed the break room. Two Techadon robots were stalking the ruins looking for Rook and Argit, oblivious to all the destruction they were causing. For them, the only thing that mattered was the complete and utter annihilation of anyone who crossed their path. Rook and Argit had long abandoned the lower levels of the complex and beat a hasty retreat up to the control room where they frantically tried to power down the robots to no avail.

"Why isn't this working?" Argit cried as he pummeled the emergency shut-off button. "I've used the robots a hundred times and they never gave me any trouble."

"Perhaps the controls are damaged? That is why they are not working," Rook replied.

"What are we going to do? If we stay here, we'll die! If we leave, we'll die!"

"Calm down, Argit. I am sure Ben and the others will come and rescue us from our predicament." Right about this moment, the whole control tower gave a violent lurch and tipped sideways. Argit screamed and grabbed Rook around the neck as the tower began to collapse.

"Rook, buddy. I guess this is the end. Would you care to sing one last song with me?"

"It is not over yet!" Rook exclaimed as he shot a grappling hook out of his proto-tool and snagged the edge of the tower. It did not help with righting the tower and served only to increase the rate of collapse. Seeing this, Argit began to sing.

Nearer, my God, to Thee, nearer to Thee!

E'en though it be a cross that raiseth me;

Still all my song shall be nearer, my God, to Thee

"We are not on the Titanic."

"We're about to die, are we not?"

"Yes. I just feel that the song you are singing is not appropriate for the occasion."

The grappling hook finally broke free and the pair began their hundred foot free-fall into a fiery death below.

"Oh the humanity! We're about to die!" Argit screamed.

"Not if I can help it!" Gwen cried. Contigo! A purple sphere of mana enclosed Rook and Argit before they could hit the lava below. Ben then transformed into Gravattack and reeled them in.

"Ben! You finally came!" Rook cried.

"Yeah. Sorry I'm late."

"Let's catch up later. We have to get out while we still can. The whole structure is going to collapse soon!" Kevin said. They made to run out of the complex, but they were blocked by the two robots.

"Not you guys again," Argit groaned.

"Step aside. We'll handle this," Ben told him. Ben hit the Omnitrix and transformed into the Worst. Argit slinked away past the two guards and outside.

"Hoho! What is that Tennyson?" Kevin snorted.

"I hate this one. I'm a walking human punching bag."

"Oh, so you feel no pain?"

"Correction, he feels only pain," said Rook. The two Techadons charged. Everyone else ducked for cover. The Worst just stood there.

"Ben! Run!" screamed Gwen.

"Do not worry about him. Like I said, he was built for pain."

The first Techadon threw Ben into a wall. The wall collapsed and buried Ben.

"Noooo!" Gwen cried. She made to go to his rescue and jumped out from behind the rock that that they had all taken cover behind.

"Ms. Tennyson! Come back!" When she didn't listen, Rook and Kevin jumped out to aid her.

"I'm ok!" the yellow alien said from under the rubble. "I can't dig myself out though."

Gwen lifted the wall off her cousin with her powers. "You ok, Ben?"

"Oww. Why does it hurt so much?"

"I told you that you were indestructible, not that you would not feel pain," Rook shouted as the two Techadons advanced on him.

"You guys cover me. I'm going to transform into Grey-Matter and rewire their systems," Ben gasped.

"You do realize we won't be able to stop them," said Gwen.

"But we can hold them up," Kevin said. He absorbed some rocks on the ground and covered himself with them. He shaped his right arm into a lance and his left into a hammer.

"Now we're talking! Let's rock and roll!" he said. Gwen surrounded him in a sphere and sent him flying at the nearest Techadon. In one motion, Kevin's right hand went through the robot's midsection. At the same time, he took off the robot's head with one blow of his hammer.

"Score one for the team!" He cried.

"I wouldn't be so sure of that," Ben warned as the robot reassembled itself and gained a new weapon: a grenade launcher.

"Watch out! RPG!" Gwen cried. She covered everyone with a dome just as the robot fired the grenade into the ceiling and collapsed the cave on top of them. The Techadon came at them through the smoke and debris, firing steadily. Gwen reflected one of the cannon blasts and a giant hole appeared in the robot's midsection as before. Before the robot could repair itself, Rook turned fired his proto-tool equipped with a wrench to keep the hole open. The Tecadon struggled to wretch the wrench from itself.

"Hurry, Ben. I cannot hold him forever!" Rook cried. Ben transformed into Grey Matter and hopped onto the robot.

"This is very easy. I just need to disconnect this red wire, attach it to this blue wire and smack it on the head once and the robot should attack his pal over there."

"Just do it already!" Kevin groaned. "That is, everything except for the smacking. I want to do it."

"And why is that? Do you have some kind of weird fetish for slapping things?"

"Maybe."

"Ok, I'll leave you to do your thing." Ben reconnected the wires and hopped off. Kevin walked up to the robot and walloped him on the noggin… a bit too hard.

"Oh yeah. That felt good," Kevin moaned. The head flew off again, but this time, the robot didn't fix itself, for Ben had disabled that feature.

"Oh boy. We have to find the head again?" Ben complained after transforming back.

"You just had to satisfy your urge to hit things, didn't you?" Gwen said to Kevin, exasperated.

"Hey! I had a rough childhood, ok?"

"Can you track where the head went, Gwen?" asked Ben.

"No. It doesn't give off mana."

"How about using Lodestar, Ben? The head is made of metal, so you will be able to attract it with your magnetic powers," suggested Rook.

Ben frowned. "I personally don't see the point of this. I mean, we could just distract the robot long enough to escape, right?"

"That would take too long," Gwen said.

"I'm doing it my way!" Ben announced as he ran towards the remaining robot near the door.

"Should we go after him?" Rook asked with an air of concern.

"Nah! He's got it covered," said Kevin as they watched Ben transform into Goop.

"Hey Ugly! Over here!" Ben taunted the robot with Goop's screechy voice. The Techadon lumbered towards Goop.

"Pathetic human! I'll squash you like a bug!" It proclaimed in an artificial, mechanical voice as it tried to incinerate him with a flamethrower.

"First you'll have to catch me!" Goop cried. Goop dodged the flames and gummed up the flame-throwing mechanism. The robot glanced down to find itself holding a useless weapon.

"Ha! You have no more weapons you can use!" Goop screeched as he dove in for the kill.

"Negative. Switching from primary to secondary," the Techadon relied. The robot pulled out an M242 Bushmaster.

"Say hello to me little friend. Hahaha," it said in a monochromatic voice as it opened fire. Goop was riddled with over 200 bullets, but he would have been fine if the shots hadn't also destroyed his anti-gravity projector. The strain forced Ben to transform back (with no gunshot wounds). He lay sprawled out on the cave floor with the robot standing over him.

"Oh shit! I'm gonna die!" Ben cried out in fear.

"Prepare for extermination!" the Techadon robot exclaimed as it transformed its autocannon into a katana and prepared to chop Ben's head off. Ben closed his eyes. Do it quickly, do it quickly, do it quickly! The robot raised the katana above its head.

"Hang on, Ben! I'll save you!" Kevin cried as he leapt out from cover, absorbed some sheet metal, and ran towards Ben. He didn't make it five yards before he tripped on a rock.

"The pleasure shall be mine," Rook replied as he too leapt out of cover and over the fallen Kevin. The Techadon was in the process of doing a downwards stroke to lop Ben's head off.

"Ms. Tennyson, I need a speed boost!" Rook cried. Gwen formed a giant hand out of mana, and chucked Rook at the Tecadon. Rook unsheathed his proto-sword mid-flight and angled it to intercept the Techadon's katana. The proto-sword caught the katana an inch from Ben's neck. Rook parried the blow away, but his weapon broke under the strain. Rook ducked under the first swing, but the second swing cut his left arm off at the elbow.

"Aggh! My arm!" Rook cried as blue revonnahgander blood gushed out.

"How about I return the favor and save your life now?" Ben said. Then he grinned.

"Just do it already, Ben!" Gwen snapped.

"It's hero time!" Ben announced as he transformed into Ditto. Ben groaned.

"The hell am I supposed to do with this guy?" Ditto complained.

"Um, split up?" suggested Kevin.

"And what do I do after that?"

Gwen ripped out a chunk of the cave wall and dumped it at Ditto's feet. "Figure something out and do it fast!" Rook was cradling his maimed arm with his other hand while running around trying not to get hit by the crossbow bolts of the deranged Techadon robot, which kept missing for fun.

"Haha, puny Revonnahgander. You cannot run forever!" The Techadon laughed as he aimed bolt after bolt at Rook. Ditto picked up the wall.

"It's about time I split myself" he said as he split into five different clones, each with a piece of the wall. The Ditto clones all broke the wall into pebble sized pieces. The Techadon was in the process of shooting Rook in the head to end his suffering when a large amount of stones hit him in the back.

"What is the meaning of this?" the robot cried as the stones dented his armor.

"I thought I'd give you a little lesson in stoning. You know, some parts of the world still use stoning as a form of capital punishment."

"This is inhumane!" the Techadon protested.

"Hark, who's talking? You cut off Rook's hand and gave him a mock execution!"

"Ben, don't do it!" Gwen cried as she and Kevin emerged from cover and walked over to Ben, who transformed back.

"You're the one who gave me a piece of the wall and told me to use my imagination!" Ben retorted.

"If you follow through, you're no better than any of the other villains we've faced."

"I don't think stoning a robot counts. It's not even human!"

"Hey! I have emotions you know!" the Techadon cried.

"Oh shut up! All your emotions were programmed into you by Argit!"

"Why are you opposed to me destroying it?" Ben asked Gwen.

"I didn't say that. I just don't like the use of torture to do so."

"That settles it. I can club the robot over the head then," exclaimed Kevin.

"Kevin!" Gwen cried, shocked. "What did I just tell Ben NOT to do?"

"What's wrong? I'll just hit it once and knock it unconscious. It's not torture if the thing you're torturing can't feel it."

"Kevin E. Levin! I can't believe I let myself become your girlfriend!"

"Calm down, baby! We're talking about a robot here!"

While the two were arguing, the Techadon snuck up behind them and prepared to sic Kevin with a sickle. The two were too busy shouting to notice.

"Kevin, Gwen! Duck!" Ben shouted. Gwen threw herself on the ground and the blade passed inches above her head. Kevin absorbed some rock and the blade got stuck in his neck.

"Dang it! I can't even kill someone by cheating!" the Techadon exclaimed as it struggled to remove the blade from Kevin's neck.

"Need a hand with that?" Kevin asked. He yanked the blade from his own neck.

"Parley?" the robot asked.

"Sorry, but I don't speak French," Kevin replied as he decapitated the robot.

"Help me! I am dying!" Rook screamed, running around in a circle, as Kevin came back.

"Come over here and hold still so I can fix your mangled arm," Gwen told him. Rook continued to scream his head off. Finally, after two more minutes of trying unsuccessfully to get Rook to calm down, Gwen lost patience and trapped him in a bubble. Rook started banging on the bubble, begging to be let out.

"I am not done announcing my pain!" he screamed.

"Well, the rest of us have heard just about enough of your screaming. Isn't that right, boys?" she asked Ben and Kevin.

"I find it hilarious the things that Rook does when he's in pain," Kevin replied.

"All the more reason to break up with you, Kevin."

"Please let me out! I shall not run anymore!" Rook screamed.

"Fine." Gwen deactivated the shield. Rook resumed running.

"Ahhh! The pain is too much!" he said while running a circle.

"Come here, Rook, so I can heal you!" Gwen shouted. She grabbed him by the stump of his right arm.

"Do not touch that! It is very sensitive!" Gwen ignored him. Rook grimaced as Gwen reattached his arm and siphoned away the blood.

"Rook! Thank God you're back to normal!" Ben screamed as he ran over and hugged the blue alien.

"I was not normal before?" Rook asked, perplexed.

"Yeah, you were running around screaming," Gwen told him.

"Sorry about that." The cave suddenly began to shake.

"Earthquake! Everyone take cover!" Ben shouted as he dove into inlet.

"No! The whole thing is collapsing!" Gwen screamed.

"It is imperative that we get out before it does," Rook observed.

"Nice going, Einstein! I wouldn't have thought of that before!" Kevin yelled.

"I am not Albert Einstein."

"Let's see. How are we going to get out of this?" Ben asked.

"Come on, Ben. We don't have much time!" Gwen yelled as she erected a shield to prevent the cave from killing them.

"I could transform into XLR8 and transport you one-at- a-time out of here."

"That'll take too much time," Kevin said.

"Any ideas, Rook?" Ben asked his partner.

"The Proto-tool just so happens to function as a hover-board, but only one person can be on at a time. Furthermore, I cannot use it since the proto-tool is currently damaged beyond repair."

"Is that all? Jury-Rigg can fix it for you in a jiffy," Ben told him.

"You're planning to go and retrieve it in this?" Gwen asked as they all heard her shield start cracking from the weight of a five-ton boulder.

"I'll go as XLR8." Ben transformed into the striped velociraptor.

"Be careful now. I wouldn't want you to get hurt," Gwen said.

"Don't worry about me, worry about that shield!" Ben replied. Gwen grinned.

"Shields are my specialty."Thrasius! She cried. A diamond-like shield materialized and successfully deflected the rocks. Ben ran off to retrieve Rook's broken weapon, relying on his speed to dodge the falling boulders. He was back in one minute, cradling the two halves in his claws. Rook appeared crestfallen.

"I do not see how you can fix this, Ben. It is too heavily damaged," he said, pointing to the broken red wire protruding from the gun.

"Just leave it to me," Ben replied as he transformed into Jury-Rigg, the little red devil with a knack for breaking and fixing.

"Fix, fix, fix, fix, fix, fix, fix!" Jury-Rig cried as he took apart Rook's weapon.

"Ben! What are you doing?!" Rook cried as he grabbed a hold of the little alien. Jury-Rigg looked at Rook with his mean little eyes.

"Fix, fix, fix, fix, fix, fix, fix!" he pouted.

"I'm pretty sure that's all he can say," Kevin told Rook.

"I can tell."

"Let him go, Rook. You do want your proto-tool fixed, don't you?" asked Gwen.

Rook finally let Jury-Rigg go. The alien crackled evilly as he repaired Rook's Proto-tool. Meanwhile, the shield seemed to be holding up, but Gwen was on the verge of exhaustion.

"Guys, I don't know how much longer I can keep this up!" she cried as the shield began to waver.

"Ben! Are you almost done?" asked Rook.

"Yeah I am," Ben said as he transformed back and handed Rook his Proto-tool. Rook pushed a few buttons and flicked a lever. The Proto-tool beeped twice and transformed into a hover-board. Ben watched, impressed.

"Thanks for your part of the contribution to our escape. Now it's my turn!" Ben transformed into Upgrade. The Galvanic Mechamorph attached itself to Rook's Proto-board. One second later, the upgraded board appeared with a larger passenger capacity, shatter-proof windows, and a music player that played Ben's favorite music, currently any and all of the music from Frozen. Everyone ran on and Rook closed the hatch, just as Gwen's shield died completely as she collapsed. Luckily, Ben had designed a pop-out bed which they placed Gwen on to rest after her ordeal. The only thing left to do was to decide who got to pilot the craft. Kevin conveniently decided to stay behind with his girlfriend to "take care of her", leaving Ben and Rook to duke it out. The fight was pretty ugly.

"All right Rook. It's time to decide which one of us is better at hand-to-hand combat!"

"I thought we already agreed on this. It is clearly I who am your superior."

"We shall see. How about you deal with Kickin' Hawk!" Ben shouted as he transformed into the bird of prey.

"You still look like an overgrown chicken to me," Rook exclaimed as he yanked on some feathers.

"This chicken's got some serious kung-fu moves, so watch out!" Ben opened with a karate-chop to the head. Rook blocked with his left forearm and swept his legs under Ben's, knocking the boy onto the ground. The whole ship was sound-proof so no one heard their battle or Gwen, who had woken up by now, would have broken it up. Rook tried to end it by punching Ben in the face to give him a black eye, but Ben grabbed the fist and twisted until Rook moaned in pain and was forced to let go. Now it was Rook on the defensive as Ben chased him around the cabin. Rook successfully countered all of Kickin' Hawk moves and Ben began to grow desperate. That's when he tapped into his dark side and unleashed his full fury on poor Rook. Ben delivered a vicious side kick to Rook's throat which the latter blocked, but only just. While Rook was occupied, Ben's right claw came up and punched Rook in the gut, leaving him staggering, out of breath. Ben was about to finish Rook off when Kevin emerged from the elevator, oblivious as to what was happening.

"La da de da, sex, sex, sex, Gwen, Gwen, Gwen, moan, moan mo…"

"What the hell!" Kevin screamed.

"Must win at any cost! Must kill Rook!" Ben said.

"Ben! What are you doing?!" Kevin screamed as Rook barely dodged another punch.

"Oh, nothing. Just killing," was the response.

"Stop this madness right now!" Kevin ordered.

"Or else what?" Ben laughed. "Who's going to stop me?"

"I'm warning you, Ben. Don't make me hurt you," said Kevin.

"Really? What makes you think you can take me on?"

"This button right here!" Kevin yelled as he pressed on it. I don't know what this one does, but Ben's out of control. Nothing happened.

Ben sneered. "Is that the best you can do? I think killing you will be even easier than baking apple pie!" He started towards Kevin, but never made it there. A force field sprang up separating the pair.

"What's going on? I can't move!" Then it dawned on him. "Gwen! She must have done this from her bed," Ben raged.

"No, it was that button that I pushed."

"It didn't do anything! I saw it with my own eyes!"

"It was the perfect surprise attack."

"Let me out!"

"No, not until we get rid of whatever is processing you," Rook told him.

"You can't keep me in here! I want out!"

"All in good time, all in good time," said Rook, soothingly.

"Don't baby me!"

"Excuse me?"

I can turn into another alien and bust my way out. Yeah, that's what I'll do. Ben went from Kickin' Hawk to Atomix and tried to use a nuclear meltdown to melt his way out of the field. It kind of worked, but extremely slowly, giving Rook and Kevin time to figure out what to do.

"What can we do?" asked Kevin as they watched Atomix melt through another layer of the field, leaving only twenty more to go.

"We must extract the evil being that is controlling the mind of Ben."

"Really? You couldn't have said Ben's mind?"

"I do not wish to use your Earthly contractions."

"Ok, where's this thinginmajiger?"

"Excuse me?" Rook asked politely as Ben melted through another five layers.

"You know, the button to press, the lever to pull?"

"I do not know where this so-called magical fail-safe resides. This was, after all, a machine designed by Ben."

"Let's start punching buttons then! We've only got maybe ten minutes left!"

Rook and Kevin tore around the room pulling/slamming any and every button/lever in site, releasing and imprisoning Ben eighty-five times. The whole process took around nine minutes and forty-five seconds. As Ben melted through the final barrier, Kevin punched the final button and a soul-extraction syringe popped out. Rook caught it.

"What are we supposed to do with this?" Rook asked.

"Stab it into Ben when he comes after us and it'll get rid of whatever's inside him."

"Ah, ok."

"I'll fight him and you stab when you get the opportunity," Kevin told Rook as he absorbed some ship metal. Atomix stumbled towards the pair of them firing his atom cannons. Rook rolled under one as it came at him and vaporized the sound-proof door, making every sound after that clearly noticeable. Ben stumbled after Rook despite Kevin trying to look like an inviting target by standing still. Kevin gave up after a minute and ran at Ben with his sword-arm lowered like a battering ram. Ben noticed and walked towards Kevin without attempting to fire. What is Ben doing? Why isn't he trying to kill me?

"Arrgh!" Kevin screamed as he ran towards Ben. Kevin's sword hit Ben in the stomach and instantly disintegrated due to Atomix's highly corrosive and radioactive body. Ben looked down and smiled.

"Homina Homina Homina-Nuclear-Tackle!" Atomix boomed as he collided with Kevin on the near frictionless surface. Momentum was conserved, but since Atomix was much heavier than Kevin due to Atomix being a walking nuclear reactor, Kevin was sent flying into the window with a sickening crunch while Atomix remained unfazed. He stood over Kevin while he prepared to deliver the finishing blow.

"So, Kevin E. Levin, you have finally met your demise! I'm tired you always getting between Gwen and me."

"So, you're in love with her? That's incest!"

"Oh don't worry. She already knows about it."

"That's what you two have been hiding. I should have known all along!" Kevin cried as he face-palmed himself.

"Any last words before I finish you?"

"Yeah, just three. I think not!" Kevin cried as he leapt up and shoved Atomix. The move surprised Ben so much that he stumbled backwards- right into Rook and his syringe. A green Ectonurite screamed as his DNA was sucked into the syringe.

"You haven't heard the last of Zs' Skayr!" he vowed. Then he vanished. Ben groggily opened his eyes and looked around.

"Man, I just had the weirdest dream… wait, I don't think it was a dream, was it?" he asked.

"You tell me, Tennyson," groaned Kevin as he sat up, rubbing his head. "You just gave me a serious beat-down, one I'll probably never forget."

"What happened?"

"You and I were having a friendly sparring match to see who would pilot the ship and I think you did not like the thought of losing. In your rage, you let a dark being take over. You were possessed by him and tried to kill me," said Rook.

"How did Kevin get involved? I thought he was caring for Gwen."

"We were finished. I was making my way to the cockpit when I heard you two fighting. You seemed out of control, so I had to stop you from killing Rook. We trapped you in a force-field long enough for Rook to extract the evil force inside you."

"Who was it?"

"Who's the only villain we've fought who tried to get in your head?" Kevin asked.

"That's villains with an 's'."

"Huh?"

"Vilgax tried to get in my head after I beat the Diagon, remember?"

"I meant what villain has successfully penetrated you head."

"Only one. Zs' Skayr."

"You have your answer then." Just then, Gwen came up to the bridge.

"I heard explosions, glass breaking, Ben as Atomix, Kevin screaming in pain, Ben trying to kill Kevin, Rook stabbing Ben, and the voice of Zs' Skayr. Anyone want to explain to me what's going on?"

"I don't know what I did. Rook, help me out here," Ben told Rook.

"I was running for my life. Kevin, you tell her."

"Fine! But first, I want an honest confession from you, Gwen."

"What do you want me to confess?"

"Something simple. Are you cheating on me?"

"I d-don't k-know what you're talking about," Gwen stammered.

"Ha! That means you're guilty. All guilty people stammer. I've seen it proven in a study done by world-renowned scientists. The correlation between stammering and guilt is extremely high."

" Remember, Kevin, correlation does not prove causation. Just because Gwen stutters doesn't means she's guilty of something."

"You coming to your cousin's defense. More evidence!"

"Hey! I happen to care about her, ok?"

"Define your relationship with your cousin then."

"Close."

"How close?"

"Love."

"Purely platonic or physical?"

"Kevin, of course it's platonic. Incest is disgusting."

"Then how come I heard you say you want to commit incest with your cousin?"

"Ben!" said Gwen in mock surprise. "You said that?"

"Don't look at me. Ghostfreak made me say it."

"I see. Blame it on the dead guy."

"He is not technically dead. I am still holding onto him as we speak," Rook said. "And now, I am going to get rid of him, forever." Rook tossed the syringe containing Zs'Skayr out the window into a lava pit.

"Oh would you look at that! I think I won. That means I get to pilot this craft," Ben said, changing the subject. He quickly fixed the room and isolated himself with the controls.

"Don't think you can avoid this, Ben!" Kevin called. A moment later, they heard Ben's voice over the PA.

"Ladies and Gentleman, welcome aboard MultiverseAirlines. This is your captain, the famous celebrity like, the one, the only, Ben Tennyson! Please fashion your seatbelts and don't remove them for the duration of the flight. We will be landing shortly. In the meantime, please enjoy some music from my favorite movie musical."

"Oh no!" exclaimed Gwen.

"What's wrong? Is it Ben's shitty music taste?" asked Kevin.

"Yes. "

"Any music that Ben enjoys, so do I," proclaimed Rook.

"Not when it's this music."

And "Vuelie" came out of the loudspeakers.

Na na na heyana
Hahiyaha naha
Naheya heya na yanuwa
Anhahe yunuwana

Na na na heyana
Hahiyaha naha
Naheya heya na yanuwa
Anhahe yunuwana

Na na na heyana
Hahiyaha naha
Naheya heya na yanuwa
Anhahe yunuwana

Na na na heyana
Hahiyaha naha
Naheya heya na yanuwa
Anhahe yunuwana (ha ha ya)

Nuwa nu
Nuwa heya nu
Nuwa nu
Nuwa heya nu
Nuwa nu
Nuwa nu

Na na na heyana
Hahiyaha naha
Naheya heya na yanuwa
Anhahe yunuwana

The song drowned out all attempts by Kevin to continue the conversation about Gwen's relationship with Ben.

"I enjoyed this song," Rook said. "Are there any others like it?"

"Please, no more!" Gwen and Kevin screamed.

"At least someone appreciates my music! Yes Rook, there's another one and a half hours of this."

"Kill me now," Kevin told Gwen.

"Wait a minute," Ben said. "I didn't say I would play all of it. There's no need to. We're arriving right now."

"Thank God this is over," both Kevin and Gwen said as Ben landed the ship and they all climbed out.

"More! More!" Rook screamed like a child.

"Calm down, Rook!" everyone else screamed.

"Huh? What did I just experience?"

"I'd say you have Frozen syndrome. That means you are addicted to anything related to the musical," Gwen told him.

"When is this going to go away?"

"You can only cure it by making yourself sick of it. Ben's apparently immune since it's been a whole year and he still hasn't shown signs of letting it go," Kevin said with a wink.

"What did I tell you about making Frozen references?" Gwen growled.

"So how did you guys get rid of your addiction?"

"We both listened to "Let it Go" in 45 different languages. The whole thing took over two hours."

"I see."

"We better go find Grandpa Max and the others," Ben said.

"Good idea," Rook replied. "Where are they?"

"Give me a moment," Gwen said as she performed a detection spell. "Got it. They're in a small watertight room about 100 yards away from us." They reached the room and knocked on the door. Argit opened it.

"My buddies! I thought you were all dead!"

"Can the sweet talk, Argit. We all know you ran off the moment danger passed. You scumbag," said Ben.

"Hey, hey! I was going on ahead to tell Max and the others about the good news."

"Yeah. Depends on what you mean 'good news' is," a voice said as he mopped away the last of his tears.

"Now, now. Don't cry. I told you they would come out fine," a woman's voice comforted.

"Hmm. They are alive after all? Pakmar's business will be ruined!"

"The third-person again, Pakmar?" Ben asked.

"Yes. Pakmar lost his little book in the flood you created!"

Gwen illuminated the small room, revealing Max, Molly, and Pakmar.

"Grandpa Max!" his two grandchildren cried as they ran towards him and hugged him.

"Hey kids. Glad to see you guys made it out alive."

"Well done. I knew you could do it. You're a natural leader," Molly told Ben.

Max turned to Kevin. "Don't feel left out. Come join in the conversation," Max told him.

"I have something you might want to know regarding a dark secret Ben and Gwen have been hiding."

"Family issues? I won't intrude on your privacy," Molly said respectfully. "Come, Pakmar." She gestured at the little turquoise alien to follow her outside. Pakmar refused.

"Pakmar loves a good rumor! Pakmar wants to hear!" he pouted.

"It's private matters, Pakmar. Let's go."

"No! I want to hear bad stuff about Tennyson!"

"You're coming with me and that's final!" Molly declared as she forcibly dragged Pakmar out of the room.

"Should I go too, Magister? I do not wish to interrupt your private moment with my presence," Rook said.

"Well, you are Ben's partner so you do have a right to know what he's up to. You can stay."

"Oh, wait. If it's about that thing, I already know," Rook said as he left the room.

"Now, Kevin, what did you want me to know about my two grandchildren that I don't already know?"

"Well, Ben and Gwen are involved in a-" Kevin began, but never finished for Professor Paradox suddenly materialized out of a portal.

"Ben, Gwen, Kevin. I've got another mission for you three. Kind of an emergency."

"Where're we going this time? The time of the Romans?" Ben asked sarcastically.

"You guys are going to go into a movie that you, Ben, particularly like, I am told."

"And what will we do there?" Gwen asked with dread after she heard they were going into a movie that Ben liked.

"And why can't I pick the movie? Ben gets to do everything!" Kevin complained.

"You said that he was a natural leader yourself, so what he says goes. Anyways, you must retrieve a certain time-traveling device from the neck of a certain character at the correct time. Remember, the time is critical. I've arranged for Ben and Gwen to be bodyguards. Kevin, be whoever you want to be."

"And if I refuse to go?" Kevin said.

"Kevin! We're supposed to be helping Ben!"

"Oh, you'll go all right. I'm sure of it."

"Dang it. You and your accurate predictions!"

"Haha. Have fun now! Remember, you can change the entire plot of the movie if you so choose to do so!"

"Don't worry, we won't mess it up too badly!" Ben said.

"Too much fun is dangerous!" Paradox added as Ben looked at Kevin and winked. The three walked into the portal and ended up in…

Some frozen Scandinavian river… Modern day

A saw plunged through the ice and started to cut it into pieces. More saws did the same thing. A child and his pet reindeer were in charge of loading the ice onto the sleds to bring back to the castle where the ice would be shipped to other kingdoms. This kingdom didn't seem to have any problem with children working. As they worked, the men began to sing…

Born of cold and winter air
and mountain rain combining.
This icy force both foul and fair
has a frozen heart worth mining.

So cut through the heart, cold and clear.
Strike for love and strike for fear.
See the beauty, sharp and sheer
Split the ice apart
And break the frozen heart

Hup! Ho!
Watch your step!
Let it go!

Hup! Ho!
Watch your step!
Let it go!

Man 1:
Beautiful!

Man 2:
Powerful!

Man 3:
Dangerous!

Man 1:
Cold!

Ice has a magic,
can't be controlled.
Stronger than one, stronger than ten,
stronger than a hundred men! Ho!

Born of cold and winter air
and mountain rain combining.
This icy force both foul and fair
has a frozen heart worth mining.

Cut through the heart, cold and clear.
Strike for love and strike for fear.
There's beauty and there's danger here
Split the ice apart
Beware the frozen heart...

It was here that Ben, Gwen, and Kevin landed. Gwen spotted a snow bank and quickly pulled her cousin and Kevin behind it.

"Really, Ben? You couldn't think of any other movie?"Gwen said exasperated.

"I promise! This is the last time. Besides, I'll get rid of my addiction this way."

"You better or someone's going to get hurt, and it's not going to be me," Kevin said threateningly. He cracked his knuckles, loudly.

"You hear that?" the leader of the workgroup asked.

"It came from over there!" one of the men said, pointing to the snow bank behind which the trio were staying.

"It was probably some small animal. It's been a long day. Let's get back to the castle for a nice, hot meal. Agreed?"

"Hear! Hear!" the men replied. The workers all loaded their ice onto their sleighs and headed towards the castle. In his haste, the father forgot to check if his son was following him.

"Hey! Wait for me!" the small boy yelled, hoping to get his father's attention. The dad was too busy directing the group to notice. The boy tried to climb on his reindeer and follow, but they were too fast. In a matter of moments, the poor boy was all alone.

"Sven, what are we going to do?" the boy, who was called Kristoff, asked. The reindeer shrugged.

"Well, I'm going to find some shelter. You coming?" Sven got on his belly and Kristoff got on.

"Hold on. So that boy in the beginning is Kristoff?" asked Ben.

"Seriously, you've watched Frozen five times and you never picked that up?" said Gwen in disbelief.

"Anyways, let's help him."

"He probably won't want our help. Remember, he's going to be homeless. His parents will think he's dead."

"Well, since we're going to mess up the movie," Ben began.

"Correction: You're going to mess up the movie," Kevin said.

"Fine! Since I'm going to mess up the movie, we might as well introduce ourselves."

"Good point," said Gwen. Just then, Kristoff on Sven sped past where the trio were hiding. Ben leapt up from behind the snow back and yelled, "Hey little boy, come over here where you can get warm."

"Shut-up, Ben. You sound like a pedophile!" Kevin hissed.

Little Kristoff stopped and saw Ben waving at him.

"Hey mister. Did you say something?"

"Listen kid, you're all alone?"

"Yeah. My father abandoned me."

"Come over here and my friends and I'll make you comfortable." The boy looked uncertain.

"My parents said not to talk to strangers."

"Well, your parents think your dead!" The boy looked at Ben in horror.

"What do you mean they think I'm dead?"

"Look, they left you here for a reason. They don't want you!" Ben said harshly. The boy started to cry. That's enough! I'm sick of this! Gwen stood up, walked over to Ben and slapped him on the face, leaving a deep, red mark.

"Ouch! Gwen, what the fuck!" Ben swore.

"Watch your language, Ben! You're scaring the poor kid."

"I'm giving him the truth!"

"He can't handle the truth! At least not yet," Gwen said quietly. She went over the Kristoff and began to talk to him. The boy's crying ceased.

"Hi there! What's your name?" she asked.

"Kristoff. Who are you?" Kristoff sniffled.

"Nice to meet you. I'm Gwen Tennyson, that mean fellow over there is my cousin, Ben, and that guy over there is Kevin E. Levin."

"Who?"

"Kevin, you can show yourself now." Kevin emerged.

"Hey man. 'supp?"

"Is it true? Is what that Ben guy over there said about my parents true? They gave up on me?"

"No, Ben's lying. They love you. They're looking for you as we speak," Gwen lied.

"Oh, ok. So what do I do in the meantime?"

"Tell you what, we were all set to roast marshmallows on an open fire. Why don't you join us?"

"Sure!" the boy replied happily. Gwen stood up and walked over to Ben and Kevin.

"Right, we're going to roast some marshmallows because we can't disappoint the boy."

"And where in the bloody world are we going to get some bloody-fucking marshmallows?" asked Ben.

"Ben, are you right in the head? You're swearing and talking in a British accent," Gwen asked, concerned.

"All right, I'll stop."

"Kevin, you get some firewood, Ben, you go get marshmallows and I'll stay here and watch Kristoff. Ben headed off into the forest along with Kevin. Kevin soon returned with the firewood and Gwen conjured up a fire with her magic. Meanwhile, Ben was still in the forest cursing his bad luck.

"Damn it, Gwen! Where am I supposed to get marshmallows?"

"Did someone call for marshmallows?" a four-armed, brown haired humanoid alien in a brown suit asked as he stepped out of the dimension-hopping Mr. Smoothy.

"Professor Hokestar? How'd you get in here?"

"I honestly have no clue, my dear boy. This movie isn't part of your timeline is it?"

"I think it is. I've watched it five times already, and now I'm in it!"

"Well, that explains a lot. That's how this Mr. Smoothy ended up here."

"Say, you said you had marshmallows?"

"I do indeed. Here, I'll get some for you." Hokestar walked back into Mr. Smoothy's and came out with a bag of Hokestar's Original.

"Thanks, I think," said Ben as he took the bag.

"I only give you the very best! Open the bag and try one!"

"Why does this bag have 'free' printed all over it?"

"It's a special bag made especially for you!"

"Hmm. I don't buy it." Ben opened the bag and tried one. He immediately spit it out.

"That was disgusting! It tasted like cardboard!"

"Really? Let me have a look at that." Ben gave him the bag. Hokestar sampled one. He chewed it a good number of times and swallowed.

"Yup, you are partially correct. This is not just ordinary cardboard. It is high-quality cardboard! I told you we delivered high-quality ingredients, didn't I?"

"I'm never eating at your place again! This isn't food!"

"Hold on. I never said this Mr. Smoothy's was responsible for your terrible eating experience!"

"You told me you delivered high-quality cardboard!"

"Yes, we serve it, but we aren't responsible for what actually goes in the food."

"So who is?"

"The manufactures. Last time I checked, this shipment was made in a factory in China. Must have slipped past quality-control."

"Note to self: Never buy anything 'made in China' ever again"

"Good luck with that. You can hardly buy anything made in the U.S anymore."

"Europe is fine too."

"I'm sorry I couldn't give you what you wanted, Ben."

"That's ok. I'll find some marshmallows…eventually."

"Haha. Good luck with that."

"Thanks for the help!"

"Anytime. Looks like I got a stop in Dimension 22. Gotta go now!" With one last wave and a loud pop, Professor Hokestar and the 23rd Mr. Smoothy disappeared from the frozen forest.

Ben looked sadly at the place where Mr. Smoothy's had been.

"And the adventure continues!" he said to himself.

Ben walked for another five minutes and came to a large, open, mossy area. There he got a rather wicked idea.

"Ha! Gwen, you want marshmallows don't you? How about I give you some moss?" He transformed into Stinkfly and was about to scrap off some of the moss from a "rock" when the rock spoke.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, dear."

Ben was so startled that he transformed back into a human and sat on the ground.

"Are you one of those magical rock trolls?"

The rock uncurled and revealed himself as Pabbie, the troll king.

"Yes, yes. We are what you call the rock trolls. Now, what brings you to our neck of the wood, dear?"

"I'm not anyone's 'dear', ok!"

"Geez. I was just trying to be nice."

"Go away, you big meanie!" a troll child yelled.

"Ok, I'm sorry. I need some marshmallows."

"Here you go," Pabbie said as he handed Ben a big bag of Jet Puffed.

"Thanks!"

"Anytime you need something, just come here!" said Pabbie.

"I'll be sure to remember that when I give you an orphan boy we found."

"Whoa! Nobody said anything about adopting a human."

"Yeah, well, you're stuck with him." Ben ran back to the fire with the marshmallows before the troll king could reply.

"What took you so long?" Kevin asked.

"You know, it was very hard to find a candy store around here."

"The good thing is that you came back with the marshmallows," Gwen told him. "Give them here." Ben handed her the bag of Jet Puffed. She broke open the bag and skewered a few on a stick and roasted it before handing the stick to Kristoff.

"Eat. You must be famished," she said.

"Thanks, Gwen," the boy replied as he took a big bite and burned himself.

"Ahhh! My tongue!" Kristoff screamed as he started wagging his tongue at them.

"Here, let me help you cool off!" Ben said with a smile as he noticed the boy making comical faces as he writhed in pain. He transformed into Nanomech.

"Pass the Gold Bond, won't you?" Ben asked of Kevin.

"Huh? You brought Gold Bond?"

"For emergencies. It's in my purse, Ben," Gwen said.

"As you can see, I'm no condition to be lifting anything heavier than ten grams."

"Oh sorry." Gwen got the Gold Bond and smeared some on Nanomech's legs. Nanomech then flew into Kristoff's mouth and danced all over his tongue.

"Ahhh, that feels much better," the boy said.

"Excuse me, I'm still inside your mouth and I need to get out!" Nanomech screamed as his path out was being blocked by Kristoff's buck teeth. No one heard him.

Time for some drastic measures. "Echo-Echo!" Ben cried as he transformed into a human megaphone.

"Hey! Mind if you open up a bit so that I can get out?" he yelled. Kristoff opened his mouth and Echo-Echo hopped out.

"Never doing that again," Ben said as he transformed back to wring some human saliva off his hands.

"What are we going to do with this little monstrosity? We can't keep him forever!" Kevin said.

"All I ever wanted was a family…" Kristoff lamented.

"We'll find you a real one soon, I promise," Gwen said.

"Actually, I've already found the perfect family for young Kristoff here," Ben said.

"If this involves the magical rock trolls," Gwen began.

"Yes it does," Ben said.

"What a brilliant strategy. We can send him off to live with the trolls and forget about him!" Kevin said.

"At least for another decade or so. Everyone ages thirteen years in a span of about ten minutes in the movie, remember?" said Ben.

"What movie? I want to see a movie!" Kristoff cried.

"Yeah, the movie we're talking about involves a homeless boy, his reindeer, two princesses, one of whom has ice powers, an evil prince, a talking snowman, and trolls," Gwen said.

"Sounds fascinating."

"You might see it someday. Anyways, why don't you run along now so we three can talk in private about what we're, uh, going to make you for dinner?"

"Sounds good to me, as long as it's not whale meat and clam chowder! I've been having that stuff like forever!"

"Don't worry; it's not going to be anything like that." Kristoff ran off to play with Sven.

"So, it's agreed that we'll leave Kristoff with the trolls like in the movie?" Kevin asked.

"Somebody will have to watch him, besides those trolls I mean," Ben said.

"Hell no! I'm not watching no brat for thirteen years! Those teen years are the worst!" Kevin cried.

"And now we see why Kristoff will grow up to have absolutely no social skills."

"You know what? I'll go after all. That poor kid's got no family, just like me."

"Thata boy, Kevin!" Ben exclaimed, slapping Kevin on the back. The trio gathered Kristoff and his reindeer and walked into the forest.

"Where're we heading?" Kristoff asked.

"We're following the path to great food," Ben lied.

"You're terrible at lying, man. I want the truth!" Kristoff demanded.

"You want the truth, Kristoff?" Gwen asked.

"Yes, please, Gwen."

"Ok, we're going to take you to your new family."

"Are they nice like you are?"

"I have no idea, but they should be."

'And who are 'they' exactly?"

"Don't ask stupid questions!" Ben snapped. After walking for another five minutes, they came to the magical troll place.

"Hey! Pabbie! I brought you the kid!" Ben cried.

"Who are you?" the troll king asked.

"I'm the guy who got marshmallows from you like an hour ago, remember?"

"I see. I told you I'm not accepting this human!"

"Oh come on! He has no parents!" Kevin cried.

"That's very sad and all, but we have too many mouths to feed already."

"I'll join him!" Kevin said in desperation.

"In that case, if you'll forage food for him and care for him like a mother would her child, yes, I can take him."

"The kid has a name. Name's Kristoff."

"Welcome to our family Kristoff! It's good to see you smiling at me!" On the contrary, Kristoff seemed to be on the verge of tears.

"Will you guys ever visit me?"

"In about thirteen years, yes," Gwen said.

"Why does it have to be that long?"

"Um, I'll still be here with you Kristoff," Kevin pointed out.

"I don't like you or Ben! Gwen's the only one who's been nice to me!"

"Sometimes life isn't fair, Kristoff. You'll have to learn to deal with it," Gwen said quietly.

"I guess I can try, but only because you said it."

"Goodbye, Kristoff. See you in around thirteen years," said Ben.

"Go away, ugly!" Kristoff replied.

"Hey! I was just trying to be nice!" Ben exclaimed.

"You were kind of a jerk, Ben. Maybe you should, I don't know, apologize?" Gwen said sarcastically.

"I'm sorry we got off on the wrong foot, Kristoff, and that I lied to you. Can you ever forgive me?" Ben asked.

"No! You're still the biggest jerk I know."

"Hey, at least you tried," Gwen told Ben as the latter scowled. Gwen and Ben walked out of the forest, leaving Kevin and Kristoff with the trolls.

"Oh boy! Kevin will be thirty something when I next meet him! You'll be a beautiful, fertile woman, I'll still be a bachelor, and Kevin won't be in the way…" Ben yelled once they walked out of earshot.

"Maybe in your twisted dreams, but thankfully not in reality."

"And why would that be?"

"Haven't you heard of parallel universes?"

"No," Ben admitted.

"Well, we are visitors from another time period, right?"

"Yeah. I haven't a clue when Frozen is set, though."

"That's not the point. The point is that this universe and ours coexist, but are, at the same time, separate from one another."

"So?"

"Obviously, this means that time is also independent, meaning what happens thirteen years from now in the movie will have no effect on us because we're not exactly from the time period."

"Meaning we'll still be teenagers even though Kristoff's twenty-two?"

"Exactly."

"So does that mean I can try to die anytime I want to because technically I don't exist in this world?"

"No. If you die here, you'll stay dead in our world."

"Dang it! I always wanted to succumb to hypothermia and wake up with all feeling restored!"

"Yeah, well, you better hope that never happens!"

"Where are we going anyways?"

"Arendelle. Remember, we have to get that magical item from someone and I have a hunch that someone is Elsa."

"Why are we walking there? Use one of your teleportation spells, Gwen."

"I have no idea where Arendelle is, that's the problem."

"Omnitrix, locate someone by the name of Elsa," Ben said.

"Unable to use that feature in a parallel universe."

"We could always just Google it."

"Yeah, and we'll probably have to kayak across an ocean to get there," Ben said cynically.

"Doesn't hurt to try." Gwen whipped out her cell-phone and asked Google to locate the kingdom of Arendelle. She showed it to Ben, who laughed.

"Oh Google. You never cease to amaze me. 'Hike over the North Mountain'? How am I supposed to do that?" he asked.

"Now that we have a location, we can use the transport spell."

"Sure beats a month climbing mountains."

"Just give me your hand already so we can get to the castle!" Ben gave Gwen his hand. Portallus Projectum! A silver tornado appeared out of nowhere.

"What the heck? Gwen, have you lost your mind?!"

"No, step into the tornado."

"Ok, now you've really lost it. Why would I do that? I'll get ripped to shreds!"

"Just do what I tell you, damnit!" Gwen yelled, frustrated.

"That's the first time you've ever cursed," Ben noted.

"What? Opps, sorry. I got a bit carried away back there.

"Inside every good girl is a wicked one, just waiting to break free," Ben said.

"Would you quit yapping and get in the tornado already?"

"Ok, ok!" Ben got into the tornado and Gwen transported them to Arendelle, ten leagues to the East.

Kingdom of Arendelle (Around the same time the previous events occurred)

The snow fell fast and thick. Sunlight streamed through the window of the gigantic bedroom in the magnificent palace six- year old Anna shared with her nine-year old sister, Elsa, and their parents, the king and queen of Arendelle. Anna opened her eyes and ran to towards the window.

"It's snowing!" she cried. Then she decided to wake up her older sister so they could go outside and play.

"Wake up! Wake up! It's snowing outside!" Anna yelled as she pulled the covers off Elsa and started jumping on her.

"Whaa?" Elsa glanced over and looked at the grandfather clock on the other side of the room.

"Anna, it's 3 in the morning! Go back to sleep!" She tried to pull back the covers, but Anna wouldn't let her. She continued to jump on the poor girl.

"Come on! Come on! Let's go outside and play!"

"Keep jumping on me and I'll vomit first!"

"I don't care as long as you play with me," Anna pouted.

"And why would I want to do that? You have your dolls."

"But the sun is out, so I'm awake."

"Fine. What do you want to do?"

"Do you want to build a snowman?" Anna asked mischievously.

"Ok. We'll just have to be really quiet. We mustn't let mom or dad hear. Pinky promise?"

"Yeah!" The two girls latched pinkies. Elsa then quietly opened the bedroom door and stuck her head out. There was no one in site.

"Ok, the coast is clear. You can follow me, but don't make a lot of noise." The two girls tippy-toed down the long, spiraling staircase to the main gate. The gate was guarded by a lone night watchman.

"Princess Elsa, Princess Anna, what are you two doing up at this early hour?" the guard asked.

"Um, we were about to go outside to," Elsa began.

"Build a snowman!" Anna finished.

"Ah, I see. What fun!"

"Yes, it is. Can you please unlock the gates now so we can go outside?" Elsa asked.

"No I can't. The queen says the gates must be locked from curfew at midnight to seven in the morning."

"Well, I am Princess Elsa, and I demand-"

"Whoa there. You will be obeying me until you are eighteen, understood?"

"Yes sir," Elsa replied.

"Now, I know you guys want to play outside in the snow, but we can't have you running around outside the castle. How about I open up the garden for you?"

"Well, I guess that'll work."

"See what happens when you ask politely? Now follow me!" Anna and Elsa followed the night watchman down the long hallway which led to the garden. He opened the door.

"Have fun!" he exclaimed as he waved goodbye and returned to his guard duty at the gate.

"Do the magic, do the magic!" Anna cried as soon as the man left.

"Ok. Here goes!" Elsa rubbed her hands together. A miniature snowman appeared, complete with eyes, a mouth, and a nose.

"Who are you?" Anna asked the snowman.

Elsa hid behind the snowman and mimicked his voice.

"Hi, I'm Olaf and I like warm hugs!"

"I love you, Olaf!" Anna cried as she hugged the snowman only to have it disintegrate in her hands. Anna stood there for a moment. Tears started to form on her face.

"Hey, hey. Don't cry. Let's do something else," Elsa said, noticing her sister's unhappiness. Elsa created a mountain out of snow. She then grabbed her sister and they both slid down the mountain together.

"That was fun!" Anna exclaimed, her sadness instantly forgotten. Little sisters, how soon do they forget?

"Do you want to do that again?"

"More, more!"

Elsa created more mountains for Anna to slide down. Every time the little girl slid down one, she demanded her sister create one more. Pretty soon, Elsa could no longer keep up with her sister's requests.

"Anna, slow down!" Elsa warned as Anna flew into the air after getting launched from a height of ten meters. Elsa barely caught her safely with another slide that was even higher, around twenty-five meters. Anna flew into the air again, but this time, Elsa was unable to create a mountain fast enough.

"Anna! No!" Elsa cried as she fired off an icy blast, intending to create another slide. Instead the blast hit Anna in the face. Anna screamed in pain. Elsa felt as if she had been struck too. She did however manage to summon up her powers one last time to generate a snow bank and protect her sister from the fall. Elsa ran over to Anna the moment the girl landed.

"Anna, are you ok? I'm so sorry."

"So cold…" the girl replied and promptly passed out.

"Mama! Papa! Come here, quick! Something's wrong with Anna!" The queen and king of Arendelle ran out to the garden and immediately pieced together what had happened.

"Elsa, this has got to stop!" the king said.

"Worry about Anna first. I hit her in the face with my power!"

"My poor baby!" the queen wailed. That solved absolutely nothing.

"We must get her help and fast!" the king declared. He scooped up little Anna under his arm, beckoned for his wife and Elsa to follow, and ran back into the castle. The captain of the guard saw and hurried over. The guy spoke only German.

"Oh mein Gott! Was ist hier passiert?"

"Anna wurde in den Kopf von Elsas Zaubertreffer," the king replied fluently.

"Wir müssen uns dann beeilen. Ich werde dein Pferd erhalten," the captain said.

"Danke."

A moment later, he appeared with the king's horse all saddled up and ready to go.

"Hier gehen Sie , mein Herr." The king got on the horse and pulled his wife and kid up beside him.

"Sie sind verantwortlich, bis ich zurückkomme," the king told the captain.

"Ja, Sir ! Ich wünsche Ihnen viel Glück."

The king rode the horse to the main gate. The guard tried to stop him.

"Hey! No riding in the castle!"

"I'm the king and I have an emergency to attend to."

"Sorry sir. I didn't recognize you."

"Open the gate!"

"One open gate coming up!" the guard replied as he opened up the gate. The king rode out and into the marketplace to find the local healer. He stopped at the apothecary to ask for help.

"Greetings my king. What brings you to my establishment today?" the owner asked.

"Help me. It's my daughter," the king said.

"You're daughter? You mean the one cowering behind you?" Dr. Josef Abaelard asked.

"What? No! Elsa," here the queen dragged Elsa into view, "hit Anna," here the queen pointed to Anna, who was still unconscious, "with her ice powers."

"And you are hoping that I have some cure that will fix everything?"

"Exactly. Can you do it?" the king asked.

"That depends. Where was Anna hit?"

"The forehead," the queen said.

"Oh no, no, no. A wound of that nature is surely mortal. In fact, it's a miracle she even survived this long. Go home and bury her!"

"Are you sure there is absolutely nothing we can do to save her?" the queen pleaded.

"Nope. Anna's gonna die!"

"Mom, I don't see his license. Is he a real doctor?" Elsa asked.

"Ok, son. Let me see your credentials!"

"Credentials? Yes sir, absolutely. It'll just be a minute."

"Sir, thank goodness we found you! You left without your escort!" Lord High Commander Turry panted as he caught up along with a dozen of his soldiers.

"Sorry. I was in a hurry."

"These streets are quite dangerous you know."

"Hey! If you aren't going to produce those credentials, I'm leaving to find some actual help!"

"Ok, ok. I lied! I have no credentials to be a doctor! I am, however, an excellent blacksmith."

"No you aren't," Turry interjected.

"What do you mean? Of course I am!"

"You, Josef Abaelard, are nothing but a fraud!"

"You have no evidence."

"Calm yourself, Turry. The man's right. He's innocent until proven guilty," the king said.

"Well, it just so happens that I have proof. We've been spying on this guy for the past month. Notice how he doesn't have any of his so called medicine for purchase?"

"That's because they're so popular! All sold out!"

"Really? Your clinic has seen only a dozen people since its founding."

"Well, I'll be going now. Good-bye!" The fake doctor slammed the door shut and made a dash for it out the back-door.

"We'll handle this, your majesty. You concentrate on getting your daughter treatment," Turry said. Six men ran after the captain and the fleeing doctor while the other half stayed with the king.

"Where to?" one soldier asked him.

"No idea. Just keep walking," the queen replied.

After walking around the marketplace for ten minutes, the king began to grow desperate.

"No one can heal my daughter?" he wondered aloud.

Right then Ben and Gwen appeared.

"Did someone call for a doctor?" Ben asked.

"We know where you can find help. Just follow us," Gwen added.

"I'm sorry, but who are you people?"

"We are nomads looking for permanent employment at the castle, your majesty," Ben said.

"And what jobs do you guys want?"

"Let's see, being personal bodyguards to Elsa and Anna would be nice."

"I got my eye on you young man. You better not be dome creeper."

"Ah, you mean a pedophile?"

"Exactly. Don't be that."

"Don't worry, I'll keep a close eye on my cousin," Gwen said.

"So you two are related, I see."

"Dear, are we supposed to saving our daughter from certain death?" the queen reminded her husband.

"What? Yes, of course!" he snapped. "Give us the right directions and I'll make you two bodyguards, agreed?" the king asked.

"Agreed!" Ben and Gwen replied.

"Sir, do you need any further assistance from us?" the soldiers asked.

"No, no. Go back to the castle." The soldiers left.

"Now then. This might shock you, but I have a faster way of transport than your horse," Ben told the king. The horse looked disgruntled.

"How does it work?"

"Well, I can transform…ouch!" The horse suddenly kicked Ben with its two front feet. Ben flew ten feet into a snow-bank.

"Sorry about that! Krisabell heard you talk badly about her." "Don't do that anymore!" the king told the horse. Krisabell merely snorted as if to say, "I'd do it again if he so insults me again."

"I'm sure we'll be great friends, won't we Krisabell?" Ben asked as he dusted himself off. The horse glared at him.

"Anyways, as my cousin was saying, he can transform into multiple aliens," Gwen finished.

"Hmm. That's very useful."

"Here. Grab onto me and I'll take you to the magical trolls. They can heal Anna," Ben said. He hit the Omnitrix and transformed into Four Arms.

"Whoa! That's one scary lookin' fellow," the king said as he backed away from the Tetramand.

"Stupid Omnitrix. Now you refuse to work?"

Gwen noticed the confused royal family. "Yeah, that happens with his Omnitrix sometimes. Here, I'll do a teleportation spell to get to the trolls."

"You have magical powers too?" the queen asked.

"Yeah. I found out when I was ten. Now everyone join hands with me." The king carrying Anna, the queen, Elsa, and Ben all gathered around Gwen, who teleported them to the enchanted troll forest.

"Hey Pabbie! I'm sorry to interrupt you again, but this is urgent!" Ben yelled.

"Come on kid! Three house-calls in one day? That's too much!" Pabbie relied.

"I brought a very important visitor that you'll want to see."

"Who is it?"

"It is I," the king said.

"Ah, it's the king. Come out everyone, it's the king!" Pabbie called out.

"The king, the king! The king has come!" excited whispers were soon reveled to belong to the hundreds of rock trolls that lived in the same area. They rolled up and surrounded the little party.

"Now, your majesty, what seems to be the problem?"

"This," the king handed Anna over. Pabbie almost dropped her.

"Careful with royalty!" Gwen scolded as she caught Anna.

"All right, who did this to her?" Pabbie asked.

"Elsa, say hello dear," her father said, pushing her to the troll king.

"Hello. You look funny," Elsa told him.

"Elsa! Is that how a nine-year old acts?!" her mother scolded her.

"Oh, it's all in good fun!" Pabbie said cheerfully. "So you did this to your sister?"

"Yes."

Pabbie turned to the parents. "Born with the powers or cursed?" he asked.

"Um, born."

"Then her powers will only grow as she gets older."

"Ok. What about Anna?"

"Where was she hit?"

"The head."

"Oh, goody!" Pabbie noticed the two parents glowering at him. "I-I mean, she's lucky it was the head," he said hastily.

"And why is that?" the queen asked.

"The head can be persuaded. The heart, on the other hand, is nearly always fatal."

"Do what you must."

"I suggest we remove all traces of magic from little Anna's mind. That includes her memories of the incident and everything leading up to it."

"So she won't remember I have powers?" Elsa asked her mother.

"It's for the best," the queen replied. Pabbie waved his stubbly arms over Anna's head. A blue cloud floated upwards.

"There, all better."

"Oh, thank you, thank you!" the queen cried.

"One more thing, would you like me to take away all the fun?" Pabbie asked.

"You have the power to do that?" the king asked.

"Well, yes, but it's not advisable. Anna will forget everything about her sister, including her sister's name."

"Great Scott! No, we don't want that," the king exclaimed.

"As I thought. Therefore, I leave the fun." There was a moment of awkward silence, then-

"Elsa, a word with you if you so please," Pabbie said.

"Go on, Elsa. We'll be here waiting," her parents said.

Elsa walked with Pabbie a short distance.

"What is it?" she asked.

"As I told you, your power will only grow. With it comes great power, but also-"

"Great responsibility?" Elsa asked.

"Not quite. I was going to say, great danger."

"How do I avoid it then?"

"You must learn to control your power."

"I'll-I'll try."

"That's a good girl. They walked back to the queen and king.

"Elsa must control her power."

"Yes, I think that was implied when you said her power would only grow."

"How will you teach her?"

"We'll lock the gates, reduce the staff, and limit her contact with the outside world. Conceal her power from everyone, especially her sister."

"That's not going to work. Her isolation will only make her more volatile."

"Oh, you'll see. I'll make sure of it."

"Haha. Good luck with that." With another wave, the royal party teleported back to the castle.

"Well, congratulations, you two. You are officially part of the Arendelle royal guards."

"That's so cool!" Gwen exclaimed.

"You, uh, what's your name?" the king asked Ben.

"I am Benjamin Tennyson and this is my cousin, Gwendolyn."

"You, Sir Benjamin are assigned to Anna. Lady Gwendolyn, you are assigned to Elsa."

"Just call us by our nicknames, Ben and Gwen, respectively," said Ben.

"You are to protect those two with your lives, understood?"

"Yes sir!"the two said.

"Also, you are to keep the girls separate until further notice. This is paramount."

"Understood."

"And finally, you are to provide counsel when needed, but lie when necessary."

"You got it."

"Awesome. Now I can finally fire that God-awful German captain!"

"Shall I send for him?" Ben asked.

"Seeing how you're going to replace him, yes." Ben walked over to the captain.

"Hey, the king wants to see you!"

"Was?"

"I said, the king wants to see you."

"Leider habe ich nicht Englisch sprechen," the captain said.

Oh boy, this is hopeless. Ben took to dragging the captain to the king whilst listening to the fellow exclaim, "loslassen mich!"

"Dies ist ein trauriger Tag für Sie," the king told the captain.

"

Did you mean: This is a sad day

Warum?"

"Ich bin Brennen Sie."

"Was?"

"Nichts Persönliches.

Did you mean: I just found two cans

Ich habe gerade zwei Kandidaten besser geeignet für den Job."

"Ok, ok. Ich werde ruhig gehen." The man left.

"Now, let's separate the girls before Anna awakens," the king said. The king called Elsa into the room.

"Elsa, this is Gwen. She'll be your bodyguard."

"Hi Elsa! I'll be your new best friend."

"Don't try and sugar-coat things for me, dad. I'm nine and I know what's going on here. You're going to keep me away from Anna, right?"

"It's the only way, Elsa."

"Come Elsa, I'll show you to your new room," Gwen said happily. She took the little girl's hand in her own and left the room.

Elsa's Room

"Wow! This whole room is for me?" asked Elsa.

"Yup. It's got everything you need to stay entertained twenty-four hours a day."

"So I have to stay here forever?"

"At least until you're eighteen."

"How will I continue my education? What about food? What about my sister?"

"I'll be your personal tutor. As for food, I'll bring whatever you want to eat. You can't see your sister, but I'm sure we can set up a system with Ben so you can still keep in touch with her."

"Who's Ben?"

"He's my cousin."

"Ok, I guess it won't be that bad."

"That's right. Keep a positive attitude."

"Gwen, come down here if you so please," the king called.

"What is it?" she shouted from upstairs.

"Just come down!" Gwen came down the stairs and to the king.

"Here, give these to Elsa." He handed her a pair of gloves and a locket.

"What are these for?"

"The gloves are for controlling her powers. The locket contains memories of the incident."

"Ah, I see."

"She must wear the gloves at all times."

"Got it."

"She can give the locket to Anna at the proper age, but Anna won't be able to open it until the time is right."

"Ok." Gwen went back up the stairs and gave the items to Elsa.

"Promise me you'll wear the gloves at all times."

"I promise, Gwen."

"That's a good girl."

"I miss Anna."

"I'm sure you do. Now go to sleep." Elsa closed her eyes. Gwen made to shut the door and tip-toe away.

At around the same time

Anna stirred and opened her eyes for the first time that day.

"Where's Elsa?" she asked.

"Um, Elsa, she had to go away for a while," Ben invented.

"When is she coming back?"

"I don't know exactly, but soon."

"Ok! And who are you?"

"I'm Ben and I'll be your caretaker. My cousin Gwen is Elsa's caretaker. Now, listen very carefully. You can roam the entire castle except for one room."

"Why?"

"Well, that's Elsa's room."

"But why?"

"Elsa doesn't want you in there."

"Why?"

"Because she's growing up and she doesn't want younglings like you to bother her."

"Oh. Who's going to play with me, then?"

"I will."

"Fine."

"Now, let's go up the stairs and to your bedroom. You'll have it all to yourself since Elsa's in another room."

On the way up the stairs, they passed Elsa's room, which was still open. Gwen was about to close and lock it.

"Gwen, wait! Shouldn't we allow them to say good-bye?" Ben asked.

"The king said no outside contact for Elsa."

"Oh, I'm sure we can bend the rules a little this time."

"All right. Elsa, come and say good-bye to your sister." Elsa came to the door.

"Good-bye Anna."

"Good-bye Elsa. See you soon!"

Gwen shut and locked the door. Ben tucked Anna into her bed. This would be the last contact the girls would have in nine years.

"Ben, I know what we're looking for."

"What is it?"

"A locket that Elsa has. She's supposed to give it to Anna when Anna turns eighteen, but it's only going to open for Anna at the right time."

"Ok. I wonder what we're going to do for these nine years."

"We aren't going to age, that's for sure."

"We'll still remain in contact?"

"Always." Ben grabbed Gwen around the shoulders and looked her in the eyes.

"Ben, what's wrong with you?"

"Shhhh. Just shut-up and enjoy it."

"Enjoy what?"

"This." Ben leaned forwards and kissed Gwen on the lips.

"Ben! We've got to stop this right-mhhm," Gwen moaned.

"Hehe. I know you like that."

"What we're doing is wrong on so many levels."

"Screw it! I'm done trying to hide my feelings for you."

"You told me that before."

"Yeah? Well, now let me you the extent of my love."

"You did not just say that!" Gwen said, horrified. "You want to have sex with me?"

"Um, yeah. Didn't you get the hint when I told you I wanted to express my love to you in a physical way?"

"No! I'm not having sex with you of all people! It's disgusting!"

"You don't have much of a choice," Ben said.

"Now it's not only incest, but the threat of rape as well? What kind of sick freak are you?"

"Whoa! No one said anything about rape. You seemed to like me kissing you, so I decided to take things one step further. It's all consensual here."

"Forget about it, Ben. I'm not having sex with you and that's final!" Gwen turned to go to her room. Ben grabbed her shoulder.

"Come on, Gwen. You're horny; I'm horny, so let's just screw it and fuck."

"But what if I get pregnant? The kids we'll have will have genetic defects. We're too closely related."

"I checked on Wikipedia, Gwen. The coefficient of kinship, which determines the degree of relatedness for first cousins is r=4. That means we are only 12.5% related. Furthermore, in most countries, incest is defined as having relations with an individual of degree 3 or lower. We are degree four, so it is ok for us to have sex."

"Hmm. I don't trust Wikipedia," said Gwen, always the skeptic.

"Most of Wikipedia is reliable."

"Oh really? What about that 4,500 word article on the Bicholim Conflict between Portugal and the Maratha Empire of India during the 1640s?"

"Never heard of it."

"Of course you didn't! It was a fake that existed for more than half a decade of Wikipedia before it was finally removed."

"And your point is?"

"Be careful what is said on Wikipedia."

"Anyways, back to the main point. We can legally have intercourse and have comfort knowing that the odds that our baby will have defects are tiny at best."

"I'm not going to take that risk, at least without telling family."

"Yeah, we should probably tell Grandpa and our parents before, you know."

"So, we agreed to no sex before we tell our parents?"

"Well, not sex involving a penis and a vagina."

"You sly bastard! Always finding loopholes!"

"You know me well enough to know I'm a man with many talents. Yes, that leaves the option of non-penetrative sex."

"Fine, I'll give you a blowjob."

"Really?"

"Like you said, we're both horny and since actual sex is off the table…"

"Excellent! Now get down on your knees."

"Um, Ben, you do notice that we're standing in a hallway? Anyone could see us."

"Point taken. Let's go somewhere a bit more private. How about my room?"

Ben and Gwen practically fell into Ben's room. Gwen managed to close the door before raging teenage hormones got the better of them…

Lemon Alert!

Lemon

Ben could hardly believe his luck. He had finally scored big with his busty redhead of a cousin. Yes! I'm finally getting something from the girl of my dreams!

Gwen was a bit more somber. There's no turning back now.

Both cousins looked at each other and gulped.

"Um, you go first," Gwen said.

"Nu-uh. Girls first."

"Rock-paper-scissors. Best out of three. Loser goes first," Gwen decided.

"Fine. I'll just beat you like I do every time with Brainstorm."

"No aliens! Just your luck against mine."

"All right. Round one starts now!"

Ben pulled rock. Gwen pulled scissors.

"Rock clobbers scissors, therefore I win first round."

"You won't win next time," Gwen promised.

She was right. They both pulled paper.

"Ah, but you won't win next time, Ben."

Both pulled rock. The same thing happened next round with scissors. Finally, Gwen beat Ben with scissors against paper.

"Last round. I'm gonna win!" Ben bragged.

"No, I am," Gwen cried.

"Let's find out, shall we?"

Gwen pulled paper.

"Screw the rules, I have aliens!" Ben shouted. He pulled out Chuck Norris.

"What the hell am I doing here?" the comedian asked.

"You just won me a game of rock-paper-scissors!"Ben said.

"I'm tired of these endless internet memes. I really can't do anything, so please leave me out of this!" Norris said. He turned to leave.

"Oh no you don't! Get back into my magical satchel!" Ben shouted. He grabbed Chuck and forced him into his magical satchel.

"This is a clear violation of my Fifth Amendment rights!" Chuck shouted.

"Screw you! We aren't in America anymore! You have no rights!" Ben screamed as he zipped the bag shut, forever trapping Norris again.

"Ben? Are you felling ok?"

"What? Yeah, let's continue. It looks like I just won, so you have to strip for me."

"Technically, you made an illegal move, so I win."

"Whatever. You get to see me in all my naked glory faster, I guess."

"Hold on, not so fast. We take turns."

"Ohh. Kinky, I like that shit."

Ben started by taking off his shirt. Gwen gazed at his well-chiseled abdomen. It was pure muscle.

"Nice pecs. I wager that you've been working out?"

"Yup. Now it's your turn."

Gwen undid her pink hair band. Her neat ponytail became undone and her auburn hair spilled out.

"Hey! I thought we agreed to clothing being taken off?"

"Well, you cheated, so it's only fair that I do to."

Ben looked at his cousin and simply smiled.

"All right, Gwen. There's no turning back now. You ready?"

"You bet I am," Gwen said, beaming.

Ben took off his denim jeans leaving him clad only in his Sumo- Slammers boxer briefs. Gwen could clearly see a massive bulge in said article of clothing.

"My, my. Someone's trying to escape your pants, Ben. Better try to restrain him before he gets out of control," Gwen said with a snicker.

"Oh, he's practically dying for attention right now. Why don't you give him some love right now?"

"It would be my pleasure," Gwen replied as she crawled towards her cousin, licking her lips and shaking her behind in a rather provocative and seductive manner. Ben's bulge grew to the point where it threatened to burst out of his boxers.

"Man, I can't believe this is happening right now." I'm gonna get blown by my own cousin! He moaned at the very thought.

"Oh it's happening all right," Gwen told him as she finally reached him. She grabbed the hem of Ben's briefs and slowly pulled it down to his ankles. Ben's ten inch erect member sprang free of its confines and smacked Gwen in the face.

"So this is what a penis looks like. I never knew you owned one this big, Ben!" she gasped.

"Impressed?"

"Well, this is my first time, so yes."

"Hurry up and suck on it."

"Hold on big boy. I'm not done inspecting it."

"Well, do it fast! I'm about to blow!" Ben growled. Gwen reached out her right hand and tentatively touched it.

"Mhhm. Nice, hard, and thick. I like it." She slowly moved the hand up to the head and then completely down his entire shaft, exposing the foreskin. It was raw, bumpy, and oozed fellow pus. Gwen, freaking out because she had touched it without looking, immediately dropped her hand. Ben groaned in disappointment, not knowing why she had stopped.

"What's wrong baby? Why'd you stop? It was just getting to the good part!"

"You're disgusting, did you know that?"

"Huh? What did I do?" Gwen showed him her pus covered hand.

"Eww! Was that from a period gone horribly wrong?!"

"No you moron! It's from your filthy dick. You obviously can't take care of yourself!" Gwen yelled. Ben glanced down at his member and screamed.

"Oh my God! STD, STD, STD!"

"No, it's not that serious. You haven't been sexually active, so there's no chance of you contracting an STD. Rather, this is from you not cleaning yourself properly." Ben looked relieved.

"Is that it? I'll just go clean myself then."

"No, no, there's no need to bother looking for a bathroom. I can make this mess magically disappear," Gwen said quickly to stop Ben from walking out the door completely naked as he was foolishly about to do.

"Let's see... Ah, yes, the cleaning spell." Tergeo! Gwen cried, simultaneously pointing her left hand at herself and her right at Ben. The pus on both her right hand and Ben's penis disappeared. Also gone was his erection as clean apparently also signified a limp noodle. Ben looked down at his pride and glory and cried bitter tears.

"Ahhhh! I'm incompetent! Get me some Viagra and fast!" Gwen burst out laughing at Ben's utter ridiculousness.

"You know, sometimes I wonder whether you'd be a better comedian or a super hero," Gwen chortled.

"Don't laugh at me! It's serious!" Ben cried.

Erecto! Gwen said, pointing her hand at Ben's dick. It instantly sprang up.

"There, good as new and just in time to pick up where we left off." Once again, her right hand clamped around his shaft and jerked it up and down, slowly speeding up. Ben started to pant in anticipation.

"Oh yeah, Gwen. That feels so good!" he moaned. Gwen smirked.

"You like? How about this?" She cupped his balls with her left hand and squeezed. Meanwhile, her right hand peeled away the foreskin of Ben's member to reveal the Glans Penis, the most sensitive part of the male anatomy.

"Oooh, look what we have here! I wonder what happens when I touch it!" Gwen said mischievously. Her hand reached up and squeezed the bulbous structure.

"Holy shit!" Ben cried as the nerves there sent messages to his brain, which released dopamine in response. Waves of pleasure washed over Ben. His cock twitched in response, releasing copious amounts of pre-cum. Gwen removed her right hand that was dripping with Ben's fluids and placed it to her mouth.

"Looks tasty," she murmured as she placed a small amount on her tongue. She swirled it around in her mouth before swallowing it.

"So? How do you like it?" Ben asked anxiously. Gwen smiled at him.

"Slightly salty, but other than that, I love it!" she announced. She eagerly ate the rest of the fluid off her fingers. Her left hand was still hard at work fondling his balls.

"Gwen, stop teasing me and get to the main course already!" Ben cried as he was getting rather frustrated from his lack of release even though he had to admit, he liked it when his testicles were being toyed with.

"Geez, cuz. Two hands aren't good enough for you?" Ben glowered at her.

"Ok, ok. Let's try this!" She scooted her head close to Ben's still erect cock.

"Now that's what I'm talking about! Suck on it you filthy whore!" Ben screamed. Gwen's face flushed red, always a bad sign. Oh no, I shouldn't have called her that!

"Excuse me, Ben? What did you call me?"

"You're a filthy whore!"

"You know, I could break your little toy in half just like that," she said. She snapped her fingers for emphasis. Ben was paralyzed in fear and gave no response. Enraged, she took both her hands and placed it around the middle of his penis. She then bent one half upwards, causing Ben to howl in pain.

"Gahhh! I'm sorry Gwen! I'm sorry I called you a whore! My cousin is clearly not a whore!"

'And?" Gwen asked, bending it some more.

"And I'll never do it again unless we're both feeling naughty!" Ben screamed. "Now please let go of my penis. I won't be able to reproduce without it!"

"Seems genuine enough," Gwen said, finally letting go.

"You almost broke it, you know," Ben told her.

"Relax, Ben. I know how much force it takes to break a bone."

"How much?" Ben asked, interested.

"Oh, around 4,000 Newtons, but it really depends on your age, health, and the bone broken."

"Whatever. Just get back to sucking on my dick, Gwen the whore."

"Oh shut up, you douche-bag," she said, playing along. Gwen drew her face close to the shaft and kissed it.

"What the hell? I didn't drag you here for you to just come and kiss it!" Ben complained.

"Shhh, I'm just getting warmed up, so just sit back and enjoy it," she replied. She kissed it once more before her warm tongue found the tip. As she opened her mouth, Ben could feel her warm breath and couldn't wait for her to start licking it. With one last glace upward to make sure he was watching, Gwen started teasing the tip using her tongue. Now, both her hands were busy caressing his balls, eliciting a soft moan of pleasure from the boy. Gwen slowly licked her way down the shaft, pausing every so often as to deny Ben the nirvana he sought.

Once she got to the end of the rod, Gwen stopped licking and removed her hands from his balls. Ben let out a groan of disappointment that ended when she nibbled at his ball sack with her teeth as she stimulated his prostate gland with a free hand. After around thirty seconds, she switched to sucking at his balls.

"Gwen, I'm getting close," he warned.

"Don't cum yet, I haven't given you the main course yet."

"I can't wait. You've been putting it off for too long!" he replied. Gwen positioned her mouth at the head of Ben's cock and spit on it to lube it up. She suddenly engulfed all of his ten inches in her mouth in one fell swoop, causing Ben to moan loudly.

"Gwen, stop! You're going to fast!" Gwen didn't listen until about the fifth time when she gagged from choking on the last two inches. She came up gasping for air.

"Yeah, I probably shouldn't deep-throat on my first try," she agreed.

"We don't have to continue if you don't want to," Ben said.

"No, I'm fine now." Gwen placed one hand on his dick to prevent herself from taking too much at one time, and resumed sucking. Gradually, she inched closer and closer to the bottom as she became accustomed to the feel of Ben in her mouth. Finally, she removed her hand as her nose touched pubic hair.

"Wow! You managed to put me all in you?" Ben gasped in amazement.

"Mhmm hmm," Gwen replied, her mouth full of cock. The sensation almost pushed Ben to the edge.

"Yeah, start humming!" Ben said. Gwen started to hum while deep-throating him. Ben rocked his hips forward, humping his cock deeper into her mouth while keeping a hand in the back to prevent her from pulling out. Slurping sounds were heard as Gwen continued sucking on Ben like one does a smoothie. Not just any smoothie, no it had to be one from Mr. Smoothy.

"Gwen, I'm very, very close," he cried, signaling her to increase her pace of sucking. Finally, Ben had to release.

"Gwen, I can't hold it back anymore!" he cried.

Gwen removed her mouth just long enough to say, "Guess you'll have to, LET IT GO!" She then went back to the oral ministration of her cousin.

"Ohhhhh! I'm cumming, Gwen!" Ben cried as he thrust his cock one last time deep into Gwen's mouth. Soon afterwards, his hips undulating, Ben spewed strand after strand of thick, warm, milk colored semen onto her waiting tongue. Gwen couldn't hold it all in, so a large amount of it collected on the carpet.

"Yum! It's so warm and delicious!" Gwen exclaimed as she swallowed all that she could.

"I'm glad you liked it, sweetie."

"Now it's time for you to pleasure me, Ben."

"Your wish is my command, milady." He reached under Gwen's black miniskirt and rubbed at her pussy over her white cotton panties.

"Ben, n-not y-yet! Mhhm," she moaned. Ben just smirked and rubbed a bit faster.

"Ben, stop it! I'm not ready yet!"

"Your cunt says otherwise. Look at it, it's sopping wet!" Ben removed his hand from her private area and sure enough, Gwen could clearly see some glistening liquid on it that could have only originated from her.

"Yeah, yeah, I'll admit that I'm wet, but I would be even more satisfied if you could get these clothes off me," Gwen snapped. Ben finally realized at his cousin was still fully clothed.

"Oh shit! I forgot about that. Sorry," Ben said.

"Start with the top and work your way down," Gwen continued. Ben reached up and took off her red sweater. Underneath, she wore a black tight-knit vest that highlighted her well defined curves, which Ben, being a male, was instantly attracted towards.

"Wow, Gwen, I didn't realize you were so well endowed with a set of fantastic tits! Are they fake?" Gwen smacked him.

"I've seen you and Kevin drooling at them when we were on missions. I thought you of all people, after staring at them for I don't know, like three years now, would realize that my boobs jiggle when I move. Furthermore, our numerous trips to the beach should have given you ample opportunity to view my cleavage, in which case, you would know that my breasts do not exhibit the so-called 'butt- crack' , another characteristic of silicone implants. Finally, from the times you 'accidentally' brushed up against me, you would realize that my jugs are soft and squishy, not firm like the extra-firm tofu you find at the Korean mart," Gwen ranted.

"Come again? It was boring, so I kind of fell asleep. What I did hear was me staring, drooling, and brushing up against your chest for the past three years. Now, up until today, I would have dismissed these allegations as part of an adolescent boy's natural and, quite frankly, healthy instincts when confronted with a pair of heavenly watermelons, if said instincts weren't so perverted due to the awkward position of you being my beloved cousin."

"Ok, moving on now. Do you want to touch my 100% unadulterated babies?" Gwen asked, sexily.

"Would I want to touch- What the hell kind of question is that, Gwen. I'm not a homosexual! Of course I want to touch them boobies!"

"Well then, go ahead. They're all yours, if you can get them out that is."

"It's not rocket science, Gwen. I know how to remove clothing. I've only been doing it for the past fourteen years by myself," Ben replied sarcastically. He reached out to grab a tittie. Gwen moved away from him.

"Nu-uh, Ben. No fondling until you get rid of all the clothing above my waistline," she teased.

"But I wanna feel!" he pouted.

"And you shall, but get me naked first."

"Fine." He took of the vest, finally revealing Gwen's white bra.

"Nice, I can see you've got some ample cleavage showing there. I bet I could stick my whole hand in there."

"Of course you can. It's a C-cup, and don't you dare!"

"Oh, but you can't stop me," Ben laughed as he shoved his entire left hand down the front of Gwen's bra and kneaded her mounds.

"Don't stop! It feels too good!" Gwen whimpered. However, Ben did stop.

"Time to suck on your nipples, baby!" he declared.

"How? You don't know how to remove a bra."

"Oh I'll learn soon enough. How hard can it be?"

"Harder than it looks." Ben soon found out the frustration after trying ten whole minutes without success.

"All right, I give up. Can you remove it yourself?"

"There's a clasp on the back, you know. You didn't have to bite and slobber all over it as Wildmutt," Gwen told him as she removed the ruined bra with bite marks all over it.

"Hehe. Now prepare to get suckled by the wrath of your cousin's mouth!"

"Oh no! I'm so scared. His teeth are too big!" Gwen cried out in mock terror. Ben bent over and took Gwen's left nipple in his mouth as his left hand massaged her other breast.

"Ooooh! That feels so good! Keep going!" Gwen moaned. Ben smiled and lightly bit the nipple before sucking on it. He then switched to the other breast and did the same thing.

"Mhhm. Such juicy tits, I just can't stop!" he said. Ben mashed both of the boobs together and licked both nipples at the same time.

"Ahhhh! I'm lactating!" Gwen cried. Thick, creamy, while liquid seeped out of her nipples and into Ben's mouth. He greedily drank it all.

"Tasted just like milk," Ben commented.

"That's because it was milk, idiot. You pleasured me too much."

"Man, my daily dose of calcium and Vitamin D right there."

"Well, enough of that. Let's get down to more intimate territory, shall we?" Gwen asked.

"My thoughts exactly." He released the zipper on her skirt and tossed it aside. Now, she was wearing only her panties.

"Hmm, how are we going to do this effectively?"Ben wondered aloud.

"I know! Let's go into that sixty-nine position or as the French like to call it, soixante-neuf."

"Hehe. Mutual masturbation, let's go!" They both climbed onto the bed with Gwen ending up on top of her cousin. Her pussy was directly in front of his face and her face was in front of his wang. Ben peeled off her cotton panties, leaving her defenseless to what he was about to do.

"Nice, no hair down here?"

"Yup. I shaved it all off because it looks so much better that way."

"Let's get this started shall we?" Gwen started deep-throating him again while Ben chose to begin by licking at her thighs.

"Mhhmmmmmm," they both said. Ben proceeded to lick at her pussy lips with long, slow motions. Gwen stopped sucking.

"This is stupid. You get blown off twice when I haven't even gotten off once? We should make it equal first." She got off of him and spread her legs wide. Ben put his mouth between her legs and resumed licking.

"Ooooooh, right there! Keep going. Mhhm," Gwen ordered. Ben used his fingers to pry open her vagina to allow his tongue even deeper access, to the point where his tongue actually entered her.

"Yes! Just like that!" He pulled out and let his tongue dwindle on the clitoris.

"Oh my God!" Gwen screamed as she had her first incestuous orgasm. Ben stopped his licking.

"Gwen, would you like it if I put some fingers in you?" he asked.

"Sure, as long as you don't break the barrier."

"Huh?"

"You know, the hymen."

"Ahh, ok." Ben slowly put his index finger in her orifice and slowly moved it in and out.

"Man that feels good. Go faster!" Ben sped up his thrusting.

"Now add some more fingers!" Ben added his index and ring finger, so now there were three fingers pumping in and out of Gwen's cunt. He then got a wicked idea.

"Fasttrack!" he announced as he changed into the speed-demon alien. He plunged his entire hand into Gwen and finger-fucked her at a blistering pace. At the same time, he licked at her clit once more with his tongue. Gwen was soon on the verge of her second orgasm in five minutes. Ben quickly changed back for the grand finale.

"Holy shit! Fuck! I'm cumming!" Gwen cried as she climaxed all over Ben's hand and face. Her juices continued to squirt out, leaving a rather embarrassing yellow stain on the mattress. Ben lapped what was on his hand up and Gwen siphoned the rest off.

"Man, that was an exhilarating two hours," Ben noted.

"Yup. Who know you were such a good woman pleaser?"

"And who knew you could suck cock and were a squirter?"

"Ahh, good times," they both said.

Cancellation of Lemon Alert

End of Lemon

There was an urgent knock on the door.

"Ben? Gwen? You guys in there? Open up, it's the king!"

"Just a minute, your highness," Ben replied.

"Oh crap, got to get dressed before he comes in here!" Gwen whispered.

"Hehe, no problem for me," Ben said. He transformed into a random alien and then back to human again, instantly re-clothed.

"Hey! No fair! I don't have that instant clothes generation ability."

"Guess you'll have to walk around naked then. I'm letting him in."

"No, Ben. He can't see me like this! He'll suspect the worst."

"Leave it to me," Ben answered. He opened the door for the king.

"There you guys are! I've been looking all over for- Gwen! What happened?"

Gwen was awkwardly trying to shield both her chest and the area between her legs from the king's view. He could, however, summarize that she was naked underneath all of that and that gave him a bulge in his pants. He noticed that she noticed it.

"Um, sorry. This is so embarrassing," the king said, red in the face.

"Don't sweat it. Men all get that around voluptuous women like me. It's natural."

"Anyways, mind telling me what happened?"

"I was raped," Gwen sobbed.

"What?! Who did it?"

"I don't know. It was a well-spoken man, around the same height as my cousin."

"Was it your cousin?" the king prodded.

"What?! This is an outrage! I would never fall so low as to hurt my own flesh and blood!" Ben shouted.

"Relax son. I'm just trying to establish some details. I didn't accuse you."

"No it wasn't my cousin. It looked like one of the locals. He had on various tools, so I think he was a blacksmith."

"And?"

"Well, he was very rough with me as you can see from my clothes being strewn all over the place." She picked up her mangled bra and showed it to the king.

"Um, can you excuse my use of colorful language here? It manages to capture my emotions right about now," the king asked.

"Yeah. Let it out," they both said.

"That filthy, traitorous, lying motherfucker of a pharmacist! He must have done this. I'll have him hanged for this, as soon as my men manage to drag him back."

"What?" Ben asked.

"He's also a wanted con-artist who almost killed Anna by wasting my precious time."

"Jesus! I'm very sorry you had to go through that."

"Well, all of that will be behind us when we catch that son of a bitch." The king examined the bed. He found the result of Gwen's orgasm.

"Hmm, I think I found evidence of a crime. I'll have it examined to determine its DNA."

"There's no need. That's mine," Gwen said. "He gave me that orgasm."

"And what about this puddle of semen on the floor that I see," the king asked, pointing. Here, Gwen burst into tears.

"Oh, how that happened was the worst part! Ben, you tell him what happened. I can't bear it!" Gwen sobbed and lied some more. And so, Ben began his half of the tale.

"I happened to enter the room right as my cousin was having that orgasm. The sick bastard saw me and probably thought, "What a wonderful idea to have these two related people fuck. It being so wrong is what gets me off. And then he laughed wickedly."

"So he forced you to have sex with your cousin against your will?" the king asked Ben.

"Yes, sadly that's what transpired."

"What an ingenious criminal we have here. It must be that pharmacist. Only he would have the brains to commit such a heinous crime and set up the scene so that poor Ben here would get blamed for raping his cousin!"

"That's not the worst part, sir," Gwen said.

"What other horrible thing happened to you?"

"He made me ejaculate inside of her, your majesty. Gwen's going to have my baby, "Ben said solemnly.

"Not if I can help it! Come on, you're getting an abortion!" the king cried, dragging Gwen along with him almost out the door. She dug her heels into the floor.

"No, no! It's fine. I can have his baby."

"But that's sick! You want to have your cousin's kid?" Ben stepped in to assist her.

"Look, my cousin decided she wants to have my kid, and no one's going to stop her from making her own decisions."

"Damn it! I wish we still had that patriarchal system, but alas, we got rid of it a century ago."

"So, what was your real reason for coming here?" Gwen asked, finally stopping her crying.

"Well, I was going to tell you guys to ask those two what they wanted to eat for dinner, but obviously you have much more important matters to deal with. You need bed-rest, Gwen."

"I'm fine! I can manage."

"Not with that baby growing inside you."

"Dude, it was only two hours ago when she was attacked. It takes weeks for there to be even signs of pregnancy."

"Fine, fine. Put some clothes on, Gwen. You can't ask Elsa like this."

"Yeah? Where am I going to get some? Mine are all ruined."

"Well, that's your problem," the king said as he left the room.

"Nice move, Sherlock. You made up this elaborate rape story just to cover for the fact we engaged in incestuous behavior?" Gwen asked.

"Hey, no one said you had to go along with it. You could've told the king the truth. Instead, you decided to play along," Ben said defensively.

"And now an innocent man's going to for it."

"Oh relax. He's not that innocent. Remember, he almost killed Anna by wasting the king's time. That's gotta be worse a crime than your 'rape'. If he isn't convicted for your rape, he's going to be convicted for attempted murder. Either way he's going to be found guilty for something."

"True, true. Now what are we going to do about my clothing?" Gwen asked, slightly paranoid now.

"Hey Professor Paradox! Can you help us?"

"Certainly, certainly. What can I help you two with? No, Gwen, I'm not looking at your nakedness if you were wondering. I've got my eyes shut."

"We need some clothing for Gwen. I kind of ripped it all up when we had our little romp in the undergrowth."

"I must say it was quite foolish of you two to punish a man for a crime he did not commit solely because you two had messed up hormones."

"It's called true love, professor. And the man's not completely innocent," Ben retorted.

"I know I of all people should know the most about love. I cannot die after all and I must admit, I do look quite handsome. However, I never met anyone in my life who I felt an attraction for. How ironic!"

"You know, I still need clothing here!" Gwen exclaimed.

"Oh, here you go." An exact replica of what Gwen had been wearing before magically appeared in Paradox's hand, which he handed to Gwen, who put them on hastily.

"Where'd you get this? It's not like I own another pair of everything," Gwen asked, after she finished dressing.

"Parallel universes remember? What happens in one universe…"

"stays in that universe. Yes, we know that," Ben said.

"So, it's like you guys never committed incest in your universe and hence why that universe's Gwen didn't get her clothes ripped. So, I was able to get an exact copy of that Gwen's clothing and bring it to you."

"Wait, so there're two copies of us whenever we travel between universes?" Ben asked.

"Well, the one back home is like a statue. It exists, but cannot do anything."

"Fascinating," Gwen said.

"You got me confused," Ben said.

"Oh, take a course in theoretical physics and string theory. Then come back and talk to me. Until then, tada!" Paradox disappeared.

"So, shall we go ask our dependents?" Gwen asked.

"Yeah let's go. Smell you later cuz."

"That's not a very nice thing to say, especially when we just confessed our love for each other!"

"Ok, ok! See you later. Is that better?"

"Yes. See ya!" Ben went to Anna's room while Gwen went to Elsa's.

Elsa's Room

Elsa quickly closed the book she had been writing in as soon as she heard Gwen approach.

"Hey Elsa, what do you want to eat. It's almost ten."

"No. I'm not hungry."

"Mind if I sit down?"

"No, by all means, do." Gwen sat down next to her.

"What troubles you, Elsa?"

"I'm lonely. I want Anna here with me."

"I'm sorry, but you've got to keep your powers hidden from her and the only way to do that is to keep you guys separate."

"I've been writing in my diary about everything that happened today," Elsa confessed.

"Keep a diary. It helps ease the pain of isolation." Elsa nodded.

"I'm going down to the dining hall. Come down if you need anything."

"Ok, thanks." Gwen left for the dining hall.

Anna's room

"Hey! Anna! Time to tell me what you want for dinner!" Ben yelled.

"Elsa!" was the response.

"I'm sorry, but you can't eat your sister."

"No, I want to meet her so we can build a snowman."

"So no dinner?"

"Not before we make a snowman."

"Ok, suit yourself then. That means more for me!" He ran towards the dining hall.

Dining Hall

"The end of another year," the king commented. "I hope you've all enjoyed this year, yes?" He glanced around at his three other guests.

"Let's not talk about it," Gwen said, playing her role perfectly.

"Well, besides you, everyone else had a good year?" the king asked rather rudely.

"Why? What happened to you?" the queen asked.

"Her cousin here was forced to rape her against his will by a despicable man. But enough violence for tonight. Let the feast commence!"

Servants brought in trays of food from all over the world and everyone dug in. Halfway through the roast beef, there was a commotion outside.

"It wasn't me, it wasn't me! I swear I didn't do it!" the pharmacist cried as he was dragged before the king.

"Well, what do you have to say for yourself?" the king demanded.

"Whatever crime you're thinking of killing me for, I didn't do it."

"You are charged with defiling a maiden of my guard using your fingers, forcing her cousin penetrate her, and most heinous of all, almost causing my child Anna to die from your fake medical advice! How do you plead?" the king thundered.

"Not guilty, sir?"

"Well, we'll let the court decide your fate. Take him away!" The guards dragged the guy away and locked him up in the dungeon.

"That death sentence is secured," the king said.

"No! We have to give him a fair trial," Gwen responded.

"Very well. The trial of Kingdom of Arendelle V. Josef Abaelard begins tomorrow at sunset. I expect you all to be in the town square tomorrow."

"Are we to bring our charges?" Ben asked.

"Well, it's not really appropriate for those two, so keep them in the castle. All the townspeople excluding children are going to be there."

"Well, I look forward to hanging the man myself after what he did to me," Gwen said bitterly.

Meanwhile…Outside Elsa's door

Anna banged on the door several times.

"Elsa? Are you in there?"

Do you wanna build a snowman?
Come on lets go and play
I never see you anymore
Come out the door
It's like you've gone away-
We used to be best buddies
And now we're not
I wish you would tell me why!-
Do you wanna build a snowman?
It doesn't have to be a snowman.

"Sorry Anna. I'm really busy right now."

Okay, bye...