Family matters

[thesmartone]

Who: Ben Tennyson, Gwen Tennyson
What: Two cousins meet again after secrets have been revealed.
When: Friday afternoon
Where: The Tennyson house (Pick one)
Warning: Dorks being dorks and dweebs being dweebs.



Gwen easily sneaked in through the window and changed cloths into her normal 'Gwen Tennyson' attire. Her mom had told her that she had to be home early because they wanted to have some friends over for dinner. When she came down the stairs and was greeted by her aunt and uncle she could have almost dropped her face in her hands. After the encounter with Ben she was sure the last place he wanted to be was in her house. She looked around reflexively. Where was he anyway?

Comments

[thesmartone]

"You were half right." She wasn't going to admit to him that she thought he'd been sweet.

[omnitrixter]

"Half right and super creepy. Ugh." Ben buried his face in his hands.

[thesmartone]

"You weren't creepy. You were Ben, who is actually kind of charming sometimes." Spoken from a cousin's perspective of course.

[omnitrixter]

"Wait...you actually thought I was charming?" Ben asked, looking at his cousin in disbelief.

Because, really, he'd made an idiot out of himself.

[thesmartone]

"Yeah, it was sweet." And it was. Ben had been awkward and sweet. Too bad he was her cousin - not that she's thinking this.

[omnitrixter]

"...Thanks," he said awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck.

Though why couldn't a girl not related to him notice something like that? Ugh. His life sucked.

"C'mon. Let's get some food before my stomach starts eating me from the inside out."

[thesmartone]

"I think my mom actually cooked normal food." She gets up, making her way to the door.

[omnitrixter]

"Real food!" Ben cheered, pumping his fists in the air. "Mom's on a vegan kick right now, and it's driving me bonkers."

[thesmartone]

"Wasn't she into wheat grass the last time you were over?" Or was that gluten free? She can't remember.

[omnitrixter]

"Gluten free. At least I liked wheatgrass," he said with a groan. "But going completely without bread? Stinks. Fortunately, Mom decided gluten free was too much of a hassle."

[thesmartone]

"I still don't understand how grandpa Max's weird food is better then your mom's cooking."

[omnitrixter]

"Let's start with 'it's gross but actually fills you up'," Ben said, shoving his hands in his pockets.

[thesmartone]

"And wiggles the whole way down." She reminds him. God, living off grandpa Max's cooking was always awful.

[omnitrixter]

"...And now I lost my appetite," Ben said, grimacing before sticking out his tongue in disgust. "Thanks, Gwen."

[thesmartone]

She raises her eyebrows slightly. "Try eating it for a year straight. Seriously, I would have killed for a burger."

[omnitrixter]

"I think I threw up in my mouth a little."

He paused.

"At the same time, I'm not 100% sure I wouldn't trade that for some of the weird fad diets Mom was cooking during the year you were gone."

[thesmartone]

"You could have come over to my house. Mom never goes for those fads."

[omnitrixter]

"For five seconds, pretend our moms' cooking was reversed. Now imagine trying to say 'Hey, Mom. Don't set a place for me. I'm gonna go eat at Aunt Sandra's' to her," Ben said blandly.

Seriously, he'd been tempted multiple times but had chickened out since he didn't want the Mom Guilt Trip.

[thesmartone]

She winces. "Good point." Though she probably would have 'stayed late at the library'.

[omnitrixter]

At least you would've been believable with that excuse until the next time the two sisters-in-law talked.

"Yeah. But at least she didn't bring anything tonight."

[thesmartone]

"Just that weird casserole."

[omnitrixter]

"Oh yeah." He grimaced again. "I guess I was trying to block that out."

[thesmartone]

"You could always just not eat it." And probably get the biggest guilt trip ever later.

[omnitrixter]

"Are you trying to give my mom the opportunity to use the most passive aggressive guilt trip in the universe on me or what?" Ben grumbled.

[thesmartone]

"Hey, I'm not the one refusing to eat it." She smirks, knowing he's going to complain more.