We're just cousins, that's something I told myself constantly over the first summer with Grandpa Max and Gwen. Cousins, cousins who are always at eachothers throats, but we still got along. But things changed over the summer. First off, I got a freaking Alien watch which essentially turned me into a super hero! Then Gwen found out she was a witch, which I suspected years ago. That summer,
we kicked alien and human butt alike. And to top it all off, we learned Grandpa was basically one of The Men in Black! To make things complicated, an Alien warlord named Vilgax chased us across the states, trying to force the alien watch, The Omnitrix, off of my wrist.
Last week of summer was the worst, I almost destroyed the universe. All because I thought Gwen had died. I hadn't seen any reason to live once I realized that my cousin, my best friend, was probably gone forever.
I laid in my bunk, these thoughts racing through my head. The snoring from the room across from us was droned out by the pitter-patter of the rain on the roof of the Rust Bucket. I laid my arm over my forehead, my fourteen year old mind trying to comprehend what I had just realized myself after another year of traveling with Grandpa Max and Gwen. "Crap." I muttered to myself, screwing my eyes shut. Grandpa Max and Gwen had understood my reaction to Gwen's disappearance, but just how much did they understand? I mean, the reason I reacted like I did... I let out a breath, opening my eyes and staring up at the ceiling. "Gwen." I heard my cousin shift in her bunk, she began mumbling in her sleep. "Dweeb, that doesn't go there..."
I raised an eyebrow, a smirk coming to my face. So, she was dreaming about me? "Liar, it totally goes there!" I muttered at her, my smirk growing.
"Noooooo, it needs the stick!" I stifled a laugh. "Here, I got the stick." I leaned over the edge of my bunk, and placed a hand on her forehead. She grinned, taking my hand in her's. "Thanks, Doofus." She mumbled, nuzzling into my hand. My eyes widened, a blush gracing my cheeks. I thought back on all our stupid arguments, and the few moments of peace between the two of us, and smiled. I leaned further over the edge of the bunk, and placed a kiss on Gwen's cheek. "Anytime, Gwen."
Gwen's face burned, a smile growing on her face as her cousin pulled away his hand. As she felt him shift in his bunk, then relax, she climbed out of her bunk and planted a kiss on Ben's forehead.