The sun was setting, Ben sat on a log near a campfire in front of the Rustbucket, roasting a marshmellow, as he bit into it, the white gooey mushyness spilling over his mouth, as he chompily ate it.
Gwen slid the door open. "Are you gonna come in doofus? You still have to do the dishes Y'know!"
Ben turned groggily, annoyed. "I know, I know. Shut up dweeb! I'll do the dishes when I feel like it." He said, beginning to get up, digging his hands into his pocket, taking a walk through the forest, before taking his right arm out of his pocket, looking at his Omnitrix.
"Ever since I got the watch I've been doing a lot of hero stuff. but I've never gotten to have any fun."
Suddenly, a loud explosion shook the forest, a huge smokescreen rising. Ben smiled and his eyes widened.
"Finally! It's hero time!"
