[Arrival] Meet the Smoothie Addict
Ben grasped at his head, groaning, as he woke up from the pod. "Ow, my head."
He rubbed at his temple as the computer gave him what seemed like a standard rundown of what was going on. Which, with not just the headache but his own C-average academic capabilities, meant that a good chunk of it flew over his head. He got the basics though: "You are here. You cannot go back home. Ha ha. Sucker."
"Oh, man," he groaned, getting up and leaving the room.
He glanced down at the Omnitrix, its face showing red. "You're no help."
He could've sworn the Omnitrix gave a beep of annoyance of its own. Really, it wouldn't have surprised him if it had.
First order of business: Find people and a place to sleep. It could be a while before he got home. His stomach churned at the thought. He hoped Kevin and Gwen were doing all right without him. There had been two incidents within the past month of aliens using legal rights to try and destroy or take over the Earth. Legal rights set up by the Galvans no less. There were days he wished he could turn himself into Grey Matter again if only for the ability to kick some Galvan butt for that.
He passed by what seemed to be a lounge, giving it only a glance. Then he backed up, staring. Was that really...?
His face practically split in half as he corrected his earlier assessment. First order of business: Smoothies!