This takes place before the second annual roadtrip, kinda an AU.
Ben sat in shock, the remote slack in his hand as the first episode of Kangaroo Commando and the Freedom Kommandos came to an end. He took a deep breath,
and turned off the TV. Gwen stepped into the room, eyeing the blank screen. "What's up, Doofus?" Ben placed his head in his hands, and let out a long sigh.
Gwen, fearing for Ben's sanity, sat down beside him. "Was it that bad?" Ben slowly leaned back into the cushions of the living room sofa. His parents had
gone for the afternoon, leaving the two children to wait for their grandfather to arrive. "Oh, it wasn't bad. It was terrible!" Ben stood up, and tossed the
remote onto the sofa. "Kangaroo Commando's redesign was cool and all, but they scrapped whatever romance bloomed between him and Millie, reformed
Commodore Koala over something stupid, and Millie fell in love with him! And to top it all off, this redesign completely scrapped any and all of the cool
gadgets from the last show!" Ben huffed, dropping to his knees. "You're such a nerd, Ben." Gwen said, a small smile on her face. "But yeah, that sounds
kinda stupid. Like when Thunderwitches turned into a fan-service-fest, nothing but scantily clad women and speedo wearing boys." Gwen shook her head, blushing
slightly. Ben chuckled bitterly, then stared at his cousin. She began blushing hotly under his gaze, and glared at him. "What?" Ben shook his head.
"You know, I just realized how much we've changed over the year." He stood up, picked up the remote, and sat down beside Gwen. "I mean, last year on our
first trip, we couldn't wait to get away from each other! Now? We spend weekends together, we call each other every other night, we're close!" Ben blushed,
averting his eyes. "I guess the point I wanna make is, change can be bad." He glanced at his cousin, her expression confused. "But we don't have to let it
be that way." Ben grinned. "We can change things, for the better." Gwen's expression softened, she placed her hand on his. "Ben, are you saying what I think
you're saying?" Ben's grin grew. "Yeah." Gwen blushed furiously, a grin on her face. "Let's write some fanfiction."
Ben woke up an hour later, Grandpa Max was shaking him. "Ben, Ben!" Ben slowly opened his eyes, feeling pain on the back of his skull.
"Grandpa? What happened?" Max cast a knowing look at out the window at the Rustbucket, where Gwen sat fuming. "Woman's scorn, Ben. A Woman's scorn."
I seriously find the idea of Ben writing fanfiction to be hilarious.