A/N: wow, I'm totally busy today. MY ROOM JUST GOT PAINTED AND WE FINISHED IT UP AND I'M IN MY UBER COOLIO CHAIR NAO! Time to write

Disclaimer: you know I own my fishstick and my imaginary bestie gurls

"So here's what we're gonna do," said Kevin, voice harsh as he stared at Ben with his cold, obsidian eyes. The brunette was sitting in the backseat of the car. "Since you can't shut up, we're gonna play hide and seek, alright?"

"I just said I wanted to go to Mr. Smoothy," muttered Ben, pointing out the already obvious to Kevin. He flipped his hair out of his eyes."I never said anything about hide and seek."

Gwen stared at her boyfriend. "What are you doing?" she asked, already knowing he was scheming to get rid of Ben.

"So I'm gonna sit here and count to fifty and you're gonna hide, okay? Okay." His dark eyes flashed fiercely. "Now get your skinny butt out of my car, Tennyson."

The brunette snorted. "At least someone thinks my butt's skinny," he muttered, clamoring out of the car by crawling out from behind the passenger seat that Gwen was in. "So I got until you count to fifty to hide?"

Kevin nodded. He smiled wickedly.

Ben already knew what he was planning. "Close your eyes and count really, really loud. Gwen, make sure you help him out with the loud part." And Ben raced off, slipping behind a tall oak tree.

Trying to get the jade-eyed Tennyson to buy into it, Kevin began to count. "One… two… three…"

Ben, making sure Gwen was counting along and watching him instead of her raven-haired boyfriend, crept closer to the car again, knowing that he could be quiet enough to sneak into the trunk in silence.

His jade eyes found his cousin and he could see that she was trying to stifle her laughter with one hand over her mouth. But she still managed to count along with Kevin who had barely managed to get to twenty and now he was struggling to find the number that came after it.

Ben popped open the trunk with a slow and careful hand, knowing that Kevin's car didn't have an alarm on the trunk. Or else he would've been in a bit of trouble. The brunette crawled into the back of the trunk and dropped himself into the small opening.

Kevin was still struggling around the twenties. Gwen was guiding him through it, trying not to burst out laughing.

Finally, when the dark teen reached thirty, he opened his eyes and stopped counting. His hand fell on the gearshift and he began to pull out of Ben's driveway. "That kid is such an idiot," he snickered as he kicked the car into drive and began to drive towards Gwen's house so that they could hang out there in silence without an annoying brunette teen on them the whole time.

"No, Kev, you're the idiot," she murmured under her breath as the wind whipped back her scarlet mane and Kevin's muscle car raced down the street.

It turned out that the trunk had a lock on it and that getting out wasn't near as easy as getting in. So two hours later, as Gwen and Kevin went back to the car, the first thing they heard was "KEVIN, LET ME OUT! I FARTED AND IT SMELLS REALLY BAD NOW!"

A/N: there you go. Thanks. Haha. Review now!

~Sky