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After his plans were ruined by the Tennysons Animo glared daggers at them while he was being shoved into a police car. "CURSE YOU BEN TENNYSON! CURSE YOU AND YOUR MEDDLING WAYS!"
The police officer rolled his eyes. "Shut up and just get in the car!" Once Animo was in the car Max, Ben, and Gwen watched it drive off. Max patted his grandkids shoulders.
"Good job kids, not a bad way to spend a birthday weekend." Ben smirked. "Well I did most of the butt kicking. Gwen just did her bibbidi bobbidi whatever stuff.
Gritting her teeth in frustration Gwen turned to her cousin. "I'll Bibbdi Bobbidi Boo you butt!" She shrieked, her hands glowing pink.
"You gotta catch me first!" Ben cried, hitting the omnitrix and transforming into Stinkfly.
Max chuckled watching his grandkids chase each other around. It was funny to watch two kids save humanity and then fall back on their childish bickering. Shaking his head at their antics Max headed to the Rust Bucket.
He got their table outside in the grass field, and put three chairs around it. Max then went back inside the Rust Bucket to get a special treat.
When Max came outside with a box in his hands he saw Gwen sitting on top of Ben with her hand over the omnitrix. Ben tried to wiggle free. "Get your big butt off!"
Gwen smirked "Not until you say I'm the best cousin in the whole universe and magic is cool."
Max put the box down on the tabel "Gwen, get off your cousin. I got a special treat for you two." Both of them got up and sat down at the tabel. Max opened the box, revealing a cake with Gwen and Ben's names written on it. "Happy Birthday!"
Gwen smiled at their grandfather. "Wow grandpa, this cake looks awesome! Where'd you get it?"
"I made it!"
Ben and Gwen's eyes widened and they looked at each other. Ben looked back at Max suspiciously. "What did you put in it?"
"It's just a regular chocolate cake, but the frosting is made of Amber Ogia."
Gwen raised an eyebrow. "Amber Ogia? What's that?"
Max began cutting the cake. "It's a really delicious fruit. I'm sure you kids will like it." He put a slice of cake on two plates and handed them to his grandkids.
After a quick rock, paper, scissors game, Ben glared at his cousin after he lost, and tried a piece. His eyes widened in surprise.
"Oh wow. This is actually pretty good."
The frosting had a weird exotic sweetness to it, but Ben was okay with it... Which was weird. But the cake was actually very good. Grinning, the now 11-year-old hero started stuffing his face with cake.
"You're getting cake everywhere Doofus." Gwen muttered making, a look of disgust on her face as she watched her cousin eat. Sighing she grabbed a fork and took some of her piece of cake.
Gwen's eyes widened. "It is good."
"You two need to learn to taste new things." Max chuckled. "Happy Birthday, kids."
Gwen walked into the hospital room with two soda's in her hands. She walked over to her cousin who was sitting next to the bed and handed one to him. "How's he doing?"
"The same." Ben groaned in annoyance when his now deeper voice cracked. "Stupid puberty." The thirtteen-year-old muttered crossing his arms.
Gwen rolled her eyes. "Every dude goes through the same thing you're going through Ben." She sat next to him and looked at their grandpa sadly. Ben sighed. "Happy birthday to us..."
"He'll-" Gwen paused. She wanted to say that Grandpa Max would be fine, how he'd always pulled through in the past and that he would do so again, but she couldn't. Because he'd never been unconscious this long before. "The doctors said he has a good chance."
"Yeah..." Ben sighed, averting his gaze. "I just want him to wake up..."
"Me too." Gwen looked at her grandfather and pit on her inner cheek. Grandpa Max wasn't supposed to look so... So old. "Right now that's the only thing that I want for my birthday."
Ben nodded. "Ditto. And I don't mean my alien." Gwen smirked at the small joke. "Cute Doofus."
Ben just shrugged. "I'm trying to lighten the mood a little."
"Well, you get an A for effort."
"Now you're sounding like-" Ben froze when the man in the hospital bed stirred. "Grandpa Max!"
Max's eyes fluttered open. For a moment he gazed at the ceiling, waiting for his vision to clear, then he looked at the two people sitting at his bedside and looking at his with wide-eyes expressions. "Hey, kiddos." Max smiled weakly. "Happy birthday."
"Grandpa!" Ben and Gwen cheered diving down to hug their grandfather.
"Easy there." Max chuckled patting their back, touched by their concern and also feeling guilty for making the two-young children worry so much. "It's alright. I'm okay now."
"How do you even know today is our birthday?" Gwen asked when she finally pulled away. "You've been unconscious for days!"
Max smiled. "My eyes were closed, that didn't mean I didn't hear you."
Now that their grandfather was awake, it was a good time to tease Ben. "So you even heard how Ben sounded like a squawking bird every time his voice cracked?"
Ben glared at her. "HEY!" He cringed when his voice cracked again, making Gwen giggle. "Sorry, couldn't help it."
My Super Sweet Sixteen.
It was the party of the year. Really, the whole school would be talking about it for months. And the whole thing was for Gwen Tennyson. One of her friends in school had the house for herself for the weekend and had decided to throw Gwen a Sweet Sixteen party, complete with booze and loud music.
Most sixteen-year-olds would love it.
Just not Gwen.
Which was why she was trying to make her way past the drunk party goers. Preferably before the police showed up to end this madness that her class mates called a 'party.
Gwen pulled out her phone and dialed the first number she saw. a few moments later Ben answered. "Hey Dweeb- Whoa what's with the loud music? Even Kevin can hear it."
Gwen sighed. "My friend got a little carried away with the party. What are you two up to?"
"We're in the Rust Bucket at Grandpa's favorite fishing spot. Want to join after the party?"
Gwen looked back at the house. "You know what, I think I'll come right over. I really doubt anyone will notice I'm gone."
"Alright, Kevin says he'll pick you up. see you soon."
Thirty minutes Gwen and Kevin arrived at the fishing spot where Ben and Max were just putting the trouts they'd caught on the barbecue. Ben smiled when he saw her and Kevin walk over to them. "Hey guys, what took ya so long?"
"We had to make a stop one the way." Gwen grinned and held an all too familiar bag and putting it onto the table and pulled the four cups out of the ba.
"Mr. Smoothies!" Ben cried quick to grab his cup. "Thanks Gwen!"
"No problem Doofus." Gwen smiled and sat down on the mat besides Kevin, her eyes on the star-lit sky.
Good food, grandpa Max, her sweet boyfriend and her favorite doofus all in one place.
The anidote smiled and rested her head against Kevin's shoulder. "Now this is how I like to spend my birthday."