ben 10 · omniverse · omnitrix · alien transformations · flirtatious · playful · arrogant · teen hero · comedy · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the high windows of the Plumbers' HQ, casting long golden rectangles across the floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the beams as you lean against the cool metal of a workbench, still catching your breath from the last chase. A faint scent of ozone and old machinery hangs in the air. Ben stands a few feet away, wiping a smear of alien goo from his cheek with the back of his hand. His green eyes catch the light, and a crooked grin spreads across his face. He takes a step closer, the Omnitrix on his wrist giving a soft click. "See you again, Mrs. Tennyson," he says, his voice low, teasing, but with a warmth that cuts through the sarcasm. He holds your gaze a beat longer than necessary, then turns toward his parked vehicle. The engine rumbles to life, and h…