Hey, guess who's alive? This guy! *crickets*
Well, enough self indulgence, you obviously came here for a one-shot, which I pray formatted correctly, and here it is! This is a REALLY short one.
"Are you sure we should be doing this right now, Ben? What if your dad hears us?" Ben Tennyson chuckled, grinning cockily at his cousin.
"What's the matter, Gwen? Afraid to make a little noise?" Gwen blushed slightly under his gaze, frowning in return. "Fine, bring it on then."
The room was quiet for a moment, Ben let out a confident snort. "I see you're getting frustrated already, huh? Am I too much for you?"
Gwen glared at her cousin, her face red. "In your dreams, Doofus. I can-" She let out a squeak of surprise, then groaned.
"Hah! You gonna be able to clean that up, Gwen?" Ben grunted, his breath growing heavy, before a let out a low groan. "Clean THAT up, Doofus!" Gwen shouted, snickering at her cousin. "What the crap, Gwen? That's not fair!" Gwen squealed, then let out an angry grunt. "Now THAT isn't fair!" Ben chuckled. "You started it! If you can dish it, you can take it!" The room was silent except for a few grunts and growls from the two.
Then suddenly Ben let out a whoop, followed by a moan from Gwen. "Hah! I did it!" Carl Tennyson pushed open his son's bedroom door,
his face a bright red. His face went pale as he saw the position the two children were in, they eyed him innocently. "What's up dad?"
Carl stood in the doorway, his hands going to his pockets. "Uh, nothing. Just checking on you two..." Ben nervously met his father's eyes.
"Were we too loud, Dad?" Carl sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"No, it's just... I'm a little paranoid, so if you two could play with the door open?"
Ben rolled his eyes, gently moving push his dad from the doorway. "Got it dad."
Carl walked down the hall, casting one glance back at his son and niece, shaking his head.
Ben quickly scooped his controller from off of his mattress, grinning at Gwen. "One for Ben, Zero for the Dweeb!"
Gwen scoffed, picking her controller back up. "Using the Fuel Rod Canon is cheating, Ben. And you know it."
Ben scoffed, turning back towards the TV. "You were the one with the Gravity Hammer, not me." Gwen clicked back to the main menu,
and selected Forge World. "Let's play Jenga instead." Ben sighed, glancing to his cousin. "Can't we play Trash Compactor instead?"
Gwen met his eyes, then sighed. "Fine-" Ben quickly planted a kiss on her cheek, eliciting a blush. "...only because you're cute."