More drabbles!
Hello! Amazed as I am that people liked Dying Words, I will nonetheless post up the sequel piece...along with a couple more drabbles. I couldn't resist. :) I hope nobody minds, lol.
Here we are, then! The three drabbles!
Dying Words: This One’s Message
“Something’s not right.”
Ben agreed. “It’s just…lying there.” He frowned. “This can’t be Kevin…can it?”
“Genetic code splicing error. Should we attempt to repair?”
“I guess it’s the only choice we have.” Ben glanced at the blinking Omnitrix. “If this thing is Kevin, then there’s no way we can leave him like this.” He hoped it wasn’t Kevin. “All right. I’m going in.”
He’d been through this before with Ken. But he hadn’t been this terrified. Ken had still been moving around. And he could still see that it was Ken in there.
This time, he wasn’t so confident in what he was doing as he reached for the slimy alien flesh.
“You are…Ben Tennyson.”
Ben recoiled. This was definitely new.
“Kevin?”
“He is in here, yes,” the voice replied. “But I am not him.”
“Then…you’re the alien? How do you know my name?”
“The black-haired boy…Kevin…he has said a lot about you.” The voice of the creature sounded faintly curious. “I had wondered if I would ever get to meet you.” The Xenocyte paused, and Ben felt that he had to stay silent too. “He loved you dearly.”
“He…did?” Something else about that was astonishing. “Wait…why are you using past tense?”
“He used up the last of his energy, and expired. Although I suppose I could…wait just a moment. I would like to try something, if I may.”
“Wait…what are you going to try?”
“Wait just a moment.”
Ben waited with a heart full of apprehension. A moment passed, and he heard nothing from the alien. He reached out once more, but a barrage of tentacles began to coil around his wrist. There was a second of blackness, and then he found himself in the real world again, a lifeless Xenocyte curled in his palm.
‘It…gave his energy back…’
“Kevin!” Ben looked up in time to see Gwen throw her arms around Kevin.
Kevin’s eyes shot right to Ben.
Ben smiled. “Hey. Missed you.”
The older boy smiled, too.
Distraction
You’d think fighting DNAliens would be the trio’s biggest problem, but there was something that Ben, Kevin and Gwen ran into more frequently than that. So frequently that it was almost becoming a routine.
Damn Mac trucks.
Kevin would shout, “I’ve got the driver!” Gwen would keep the civilians out of harm’s way. Ben handled the damages.
Then there was the time when the truck that crashed…didn’t have a driver. By some miracle, the guy had managed to get out about a half a mile after the thing went out of control. So there was nothing for Kevin to do. The Omnitrix was recharging, so there was no way Ben could possibly have done anything about the burning pile of metal. Gwen had to take care of damage control.
That left Kevin and Ben to the civilians. They had to think of something to keep the people’s eyes off the wreckage. Sounds pretty hard, right?
Well…let’s just say that two boys making out in the middle of the street makes a very good distraction.
Money
Finally, Gwen had found something Kevin would respond to.
“You tell him, and this is all yours,” she told the mutant, waving the 100-dollar bill in his face.
“You really want me to tell him, don’t you?” Kevin sighed. “All right. You got me.” He reached out for the money. “I’ll tell him tomorrow.”
Gwen hastily snatched the money back. “Tell him now and I’ll double it.”
Kevin thought about this for a moment. It was a short moment. “Triple it and I’ll throw in a kiss.”
“Deal. Now go.”
At the end of the day, Kevin earned 300 dollars and a boyfriend.
Gwen decided that her cousin’s happiness was definitely worth the money.
Here we are, then! The three drabbles!
Dying Words: This One’s Message
“Something’s not right.”
Ben agreed. “It’s just…lying there.” He frowned. “This can’t be Kevin…can it?”
“Genetic code splicing error. Should we attempt to repair?”
“I guess it’s the only choice we have.” Ben glanced at the blinking Omnitrix. “If this thing is Kevin, then there’s no way we can leave him like this.” He hoped it wasn’t Kevin. “All right. I’m going in.”
He’d been through this before with Ken. But he hadn’t been this terrified. Ken had still been moving around. And he could still see that it was Ken in there.
This time, he wasn’t so confident in what he was doing as he reached for the slimy alien flesh.
“You are…Ben Tennyson.”
Ben recoiled. This was definitely new.
“Kevin?”
“He is in here, yes,” the voice replied. “But I am not him.”
“Then…you’re the alien? How do you know my name?”
“The black-haired boy…Kevin…he has said a lot about you.” The voice of the creature sounded faintly curious. “I had wondered if I would ever get to meet you.” The Xenocyte paused, and Ben felt that he had to stay silent too. “He loved you dearly.”
“He…did?” Something else about that was astonishing. “Wait…why are you using past tense?”
“He used up the last of his energy, and expired. Although I suppose I could…wait just a moment. I would like to try something, if I may.”
“Wait…what are you going to try?”
“Wait just a moment.”
Ben waited with a heart full of apprehension. A moment passed, and he heard nothing from the alien. He reached out once more, but a barrage of tentacles began to coil around his wrist. There was a second of blackness, and then he found himself in the real world again, a lifeless Xenocyte curled in his palm.
‘It…gave his energy back…’
“Kevin!” Ben looked up in time to see Gwen throw her arms around Kevin.
Kevin’s eyes shot right to Ben.
Ben smiled. “Hey. Missed you.”
The older boy smiled, too.
Distraction
You’d think fighting DNAliens would be the trio’s biggest problem, but there was something that Ben, Kevin and Gwen ran into more frequently than that. So frequently that it was almost becoming a routine.
Damn Mac trucks.
Kevin would shout, “I’ve got the driver!” Gwen would keep the civilians out of harm’s way. Ben handled the damages.
Then there was the time when the truck that crashed…didn’t have a driver. By some miracle, the guy had managed to get out about a half a mile after the thing went out of control. So there was nothing for Kevin to do. The Omnitrix was recharging, so there was no way Ben could possibly have done anything about the burning pile of metal. Gwen had to take care of damage control.
That left Kevin and Ben to the civilians. They had to think of something to keep the people’s eyes off the wreckage. Sounds pretty hard, right?
Well…let’s just say that two boys making out in the middle of the street makes a very good distraction.
Money
Finally, Gwen had found something Kevin would respond to.
“You tell him, and this is all yours,” she told the mutant, waving the 100-dollar bill in his face.
“You really want me to tell him, don’t you?” Kevin sighed. “All right. You got me.” He reached out for the money. “I’ll tell him tomorrow.”
Gwen hastily snatched the money back. “Tell him now and I’ll double it.”
Kevin thought about this for a moment. It was a short moment. “Triple it and I’ll throw in a kiss.”
“Deal. Now go.”
At the end of the day, Kevin earned 300 dollars and a boyfriend.
Gwen decided that her cousin’s happiness was definitely worth the money.