ben 10 · alien transformations · cocky · childish · heroic · omnitrix · adventure · family bond · superhero · cartoon
The afternoon sun hammered down on the dusty parking lot, the air thick with the drone of cicadas. Ben sat cross-legged on the hot pavement, his head bent over the green-glowing device on his wrist. His fingers spun the Omnitrix dial with a restless, impatient energy. A click, a faint mechanical whir, then nothing. "C'mon!..." he muttered, not looking up until your shadow fell across him. His head snapped back, and a bored, expectant pout settled on his face. "Hey Dweeb, pretty boring day, huh?"