Disclaimer: Yeah… I'm positively positive that I do NOT own Ben… If I did? We would SO party up!

Paramore? Yeah, I finished this a lot earlier than I thought I would. :D So I hope you enjoy, and don't get too disappointed! :D As well as the rest of the readers out there! Ok. So, this chapter has a more serious tone to it. It is the proposal after all. I can't see it being all funny. This is serious business my friends. You just don't go mess'n around with a girl who finally gets asked the most important question of her life… LOL!

'CHAPTER 3- THE BIG QUESTION'. DUN, DUN, DUN… (Sorry. I just couldn't help myself XD)

Kevin was sitting on his garage floor, leaning against his car for support. Staring down at the overly shiny piece of jewelry he bought only two hours ago. Twisting the box it snugly sat in, as if he were studying a complicated piece of alien tech.

An annoying slurping noise brought the dark haired young man out of his 'trance'. Glaring towards the source of the sound.

"Must you do that, Tennyson?"

Ben sheepishly grins at his teammate.

"Oh… Uh. Sorry." The hero clears his throat. "So?"

"So? What?"

Kevin gets up off the floor. Putting the small box back into his jeans pocket. Heading over to grab a tool to work on his car. Yes, the same car he's had since he was 16.

Ben takes another slurp of his smoothie, shakes his head, and grins.

"Well. I was just wondering, um, how you were going to do this whole proposal thing is all."

A tool falls to the floor. Ben winces at the sound. It was obvious to the brunette, that once again, Kevin needed his help.

Or, so he thought.

"You could always take her to the pier? I mean, it's quiet. The fairs gone, and it would just be the two of you." He puts a hand to his chin. "Nooooooo. That wouldn't work. It may remind her of before, ya know, before you turned all ugly and stuff that one year. I mean, for me? That would be such a turn off."

Kevin glares at his friend, a twinge of warning in his voice.

"Ben…."

"Or. You could set something up with one of your 'contacts', and maybe take her to a fancy smanchy restaurant, put the ring in some cake or something, and let her… WAIT, no! She may choke on it. And that? Would be bad. BUT, what you could do is-"

"BEN!"

The hero stops his ranting, and stares wide eyed at the older boy in front of him. Unsure as to why the guy interrupted him in the first place. Seriously… The hero thought he was on a roll.

"What?"

The older boy heavily sighs. Why did Ben have to be a moron sometimes? Really. If he was forced to hang out with the doofus, why couldn't he have the smart side of Benji that showed up once in a while? Was that too much to ask for?

Well? With Ben, being Ben? Yes… Yes it was…

"Can you just shut up for two seconds?" The older boy takes in a deep breath. "I'm taken her to your Gramps secret fishing rock. I've already got it all planned out." He heavily sighs. "Well, in my head anyways. So, you can stop your mindless rambling. I got this."

"Oh."

Kevin heavily sighs again, but manages to pull a slight nervous looking grin on his face.

"Yeah."

Ben gets up off the warn out couch that he was sitting on. Walking over to his panic ridden friend.

"When do you plan on doing-"

"Tonight. Because if I don't do this now, while I still have the guts to do it?" Kevin warily chuckles. " I'd probably just make a run for the hills or somethin'."

Ben smiles at his friends little joke. But also see's that Kevin here, needed some encouragement. The hero knew what the guy was going through. He himself had gone through it a little over a year ago, with Julie. Granted, at the time, Kevin wasn't the best support block out there. But Ben was different. He knew Kevin needed his friendship, and the encouragement.

"Look, Kevin. If you decide to run? Gwen will find you… Aaaand it's possible she may just skin you alive when she does." The hero chuckles at Kevin's death glare he was receiving. "But, I know you'll do just fine. She'll say yes, and you'll probably puke once or twice before you get those four special words out, and maybe even faint-"

The older boy rolls his eyes.

"Ok! Ok! I get it, Tennyson! Man, not much for the pep talk are you?"

The hero begins to chuckle at his friend.

"Sorry. I couldn't help myself! But seriously. You'll do just fine, Kevin." He shrugs. "Don't sweat the small stuff. Trust me when I say, Gwen would be happy that you just asked her. Not how glamorous, or how much money you put into the whole thing. You know her well enough that the money and glam doesn't matter." Ben lays a friendly hand on Kevin's shoulder. "Just be yourself."

With that, Ben headed towards his car, and drove off.

Kevin begins to frown at his teammate's last words.

"Yeah, that's what scares me."

PROPOSAL. PROPOSAL. PROPOSAL. PROPOSAL.

Gwen sat in her little kitchen of her two bedroom apartment. Reading one of her favorite books, sipping on some of her favorite coffee. Just enjoying her quiet time to herself.

It had been a couple days since she last saw Kevin, and the girl had begun to worry about him. It wasn't like him to be so distant. He hasn't been since they were kids. If the red head's boyfriend was distant? Something was up, or something had to be bothering him. If that was the case, then why hadn't he come to her for help?

It just didn't sit well with her.

The red head reluctantly continues on to reading her book, but slowly sets the novel back down when she suddenly heard a low muffled noise just outside her front door.

Raising a brow to the sounds direction, the girl thought, with a sliver of hope, that maybe her boyfriend finally had come over to talk with her.

"Kevin?"

Getting up from the table, Gwen heads over to the door. Looking in the little peep hole located in the center of it.

No one was there.

"That's strange."

Out of curiosity, the red head decides to open it half way, and notices something lying on her front door step.

Gwen's eyes widen with sheer happiness on what she saw.

There, on her welcome mat, lied one single, bright yellow rose. Attached to the elegant flower was a small white envelope.

Gwen brought a knowing smile upon her face. She knew who it was from.

The red head picks up the small gift, and deeply inhales it's sweet scent, before she opens the little card connected to it.

Carefully taking the small card out, it simply read:

Gwen,

Meet me at the fishing rock.

7:00

Be on time, or I'll deck Ben if your late.

Clothing? Is optional…

And don't roll your eyes at me, Gwen. I'm only Kidding… Well, sort of . But I'm 'serious' on the decking Ben part if your not at the rock on time.

Kevin.

P.S. I still might deck em' either way though…

Gwen rolls her eyes despite what the boy had said, but she still couldn't help but laugh at Kevin's little note at the end. The guy could be such an idiot sometimes.

Gwen sigh's as she puts the card back in it's envelope.

"Well, that was romantic." The girl giggles. "Ok, Kevin. 7:01 it is."

(The Spoon snickers to herself.. Poor Ben….)

PROPOSAL. PROPOSAL. PROPOSAL. PROPOSAL.

Gwen pulled up to the fishing rock. The time? 6:52pm.

The red head was just about to get out of her car, when she noticed Kevin, standing on the large rock.

She raised one her of brows in curiosity, and out of pure confusion.

"What is he doing?"

Kevin, still standing on the rock, was flinging his arms all over the place, getting up and down onto his knees. Getting back up, scratching his head furiously a few times, pacing, and then? Started the whole process all over again.

Now Gwen, was severely worried.

Cautiously, she exits her car. Making sure she shut the door without a sound. Hesitating at first to meet up with the boy. If he was acting like this? Who knows what the red head was up against.

As Gwen was getting closer, Kevin had finally settled down, and sat on the rock.

Still keeping her cautious stature, the girl, quietly as she could, climbs up the rock, and stands behind her boyfriend.

"Kevin? Is everything alright?"

The older boy was startled.

"Gwen! Hey, Y-you made it."

The red head smiles.

"Of course I did. Oh, and by the way?" She looks to her wrist watch. "It's 7:00 exactly. So, now you won't have to torture Ben."

Kevin chuckles at this, and motions his girlfriend to come sit next to him.

"Yeah. I wasn't really going to hit em ya know."

"Uh-huh."

The older boy brings up his hands in mock defense, and grins even wider.

"Seriously! I wasn't!"

Gwen takes a spot next to her boyfriend, and lets out an aggravated sigh. Kevin was stalling. She didn't know why, it was just the feeling she was getting off of him. Being the alien she was, it just came natural to her to sense such things.

"So, are you going to tell me why you asked me to come aaall the way out here, Kevin? Or am I going to have to play 20 questions to get an answer out of you."

Kevin's face suddenly fell. But being the person that he was, sarcasm always seemed to hide his true intentions.

"I like playin' 20 questions."

"Keviiin."

The older boy growls almost inaudibly under his breath. The time was here. No backing out now.

Or can he?

No. He made up his mind hours ago. He wanted Gwen to be his. Forever. He needed her. Wanted her. He worked so hard to get to this point with the red headed beauty. He loved her more than life itself. And he knew She purely loved him.

So, what was the problem? Come on! The older boy was Kevin. E. Levin for cryin out loud! He should be able to do this without fault, or letting his nerves get in the way.

The dark haired boy finally lets out a heavy sigh.

It was now? Or Never.

Kevin gets up on his own two feet, grabbing the girls tiny hands into his, pulling her up in a standing position along with him. Gwen looked up at him suspiciously at first, but went along with it all the same.

The boy looked extremely nervous.

"Kevin? What's going-"

"Don't." Kevin sighs. "Just? Just hear me out for a sec. Kay?"

Gwen only nods in agreement. Keeping her little promise to hear the boy out.

"I've been doin a lot of thinkin' lately about… about us."

"Oh."

Kevin gives Gwen 'the glare'.

"Sorry."

The older boy just shakes his head at the girl, and continues.

"Anyways… As I was sayin. I've been doin a lot of thinking. And well…." The boy shakily rubs his hands in his hair. "Crap, this was so much easier when I was running it through my head."

Gwen's eyes widen in shock at the boy, and she let her mouth get to the best of her.

"Oh my god, Kevin… Y-you… You… Your breaking up with me! I knew it, I just knew it!" She begins to tear up. "Why am I not surprised?"

Kevin's jaw automatically drops. Panic already setting in. With all the information he read on how to do these types of things, none of them prepared him for this one.

"No! No! Nothin like that, Gwen! I swear!"

Gwen abruptly drops the boy's hands.

"And you brought me here of all places! Here! The place where my best childhood memories were made!"

Kevin had heard enough. It was time to man up and take action. Gwen was becoming hysterical. Out of control. He didn't want to risk getting his butt kicked by his own girlfriend. Or as her dad plainly stated. 'Or worse.'

"Will you just stop and listen for a minute!"

Gwen angrily turns away from the boy.

"No!"

"Fine. Have it your way."

Kevin grabs the girl by her waist, and throws her into the cold lake below. The red head was completely caught off guard.

"W-why… Why did you do that Kevin!"

Before the boy would even answer the girl, Kevin jumps in after her. Landing mere inches from the enraged red head. Grinning sinisterly as he approached her. Apparently, doing it this way seemed to be more appealing to the boy, than the old fashion mushy way.

"Cuz. I wanted to ask you somethin'. And you wouldn't shut up and listen to me."

"So… So you threw me into the lake."

"Yep."

"Just to ask me something."

"You got it."

Gwen rolls her eyes. The cold water suddenly causing her teeth to chatter, sadly keeping the girl from totally lashing out verbally at her boyfriend.

"Ok. N-now you've got my attention. W-what's s-ssso important, that I h-had to get t-thrown in this c-cold freaken w-water K-"

Gwen didn't get to finish. Kevin had quickly held out a small box in front of the girls face.

Yep. That got her attention.

"K-Kevin? Is that?"

Kevin grins deviously at the girl, Treading closer to her as he was asking the hardest question of his natural born life.

"Gwendolyn Tennyson? The Smart, sexy, and firey red head, who clearly doesn't take crap from no one." He chuckles. "Especially from yours truly. Will you marry me?"

Gwen stood in the cold water utterly speechless. Teeth, no longer chattering, she slowly takes the box from Kevin's hand. Not moving her eyes from the tiny velvety black container, and gently opens it.

Gasping as she did.

Inside was a simple but elegant ring. Cold to the touch. A silver band with a heart shaped in-crusted diamond, wrapped with two small emerald stones. They matched the anodite's eyes perfectly.

"I noticed the green stones first, and they reminded me of you. But I also remembered that you don't like complicated. So, I went with somethin' simple. Simple and perfect. Like you."

Gwen was brought back to reality with the familiar voice of the person she deeply loved so much.

Without saying a word, the girl suddenly pounces onto Kevin. Both going under the water on impact. Gasping for air, and still clinging to each other, the two came back up to the surface.

Kevin gently wipes the wet hair from Gwen's eyes, and lets out a small chuckle.

"So? Does that mean you will? Or were you just tryin to drown me just now."

Gwen lets out a small giggle, and wraps her arms around Kevin's neck, and wrests her lips lightly on his own.

"Of course I will, Kevin. Your just lucky that I didn't drown you for throwing me into the lake like that."

Kevin grins.

"Good. Cuz if you did? I would definitely come back, and so haunt you for the rest of your life."

"Honestly? I would've of liked that.."

And so, the two lovers sealed the deal?

With one heck of a kiss…

Cover your eyes children. This? Could get pretty saucy…

Ok! Well, Yeaaah... I messed with Gwen's proposal... LoL! I just didn't see Kevin getting all mushy, and overly 'dramatic' with the love stuff on this one. It seemed? More realistic to me in my eyes. And plus? It is a comedy. So, let me say this... I didn't get many reviews for the last chapter, and so it made me kind of nervous that not too many people care for this? Or, well, that's just it. :D Paramore, and Brandi, Thank you SO much for your reviews on chapter 2! Yaaaaaaaaayz! I only hope that all of you out there, continue to review, and move this story forward! Again, I just hate wasting your guys' time, if it isn't that great. PLEASE let me know! You won't hurt my feelings any, TRUST ME! LOL!

Laughs to the people,

The Spoon. :D