OUT OF THIS WORLD .. ben tennyson x reader

ii. Rocks and Fire

When presented with the cold, hard dirt floor or the cold, hard roof of the Rustbucket, [name] much preferred the latter. She doesn't know how or when she did it, but she'd like to think it was when Max went inside for the sheep tongue to begin ordering the food.

(She'd even ordered some for Max! She'd feel guilty if she didn't.)

"Who wants to roast marshmallows?" Max has to amplify his voice to get everyone to hear him from where he was tucked inside a corner of the RV. "What about some scary stories too? I know a good few from my younger days!"

All of which [name] knew like the braids in her head. She'd been told them a million and one times by a lot of the Plumbers.

Maxwell Tennyson, the man who joined the Air Force as a pilot, then went to NASA, made contact with aliens, and joined the Plumbers because of his complete fascination before ending up as the Greatest Plumber in the Milky Way.

He'd probably just tell them stories of his adventures in other galaxies, but sanitize it in a way that didn't reveal the existence of aliens, or worlds outside of Earth, or that he was anything but a regular-degular plumber.

Boring. [name] would have to pass.

Ben scoffs and doesn't move his attention from his game. He'd spent some time trying to hook [name] onto it, but she was never caught. "Scarier than having to spend a summer with your freak of a cousin and some rando'?"

Reaching into her pockets, [name] pulls out a pebble she collected which she was out looking for firewood. She just barely cocks an arm back to aim and throw it at his head.

"Ow!"

"I'd love to, Grandpa," Gwen starts, tucking her head back into her computer to hide her snickers, "but I'm busy researching cures for extreme doofus-ness." She lifts her head enough to look her cousin in the eye. "Nothing yet, Ben, but let's not give up hope!"

"Doofus-ness isn't a word," Ben huffs before lowering his voice to a hiss Max can't hear. "You're insane."

"Didn't you fail English one?"

".. .. .. Noooo.. .. .."

Max leaves the RV with a sigh. "Come you three." It's not hard to tell he's trying to keep his disappointment at bay. "We're all in this together. You can mope around like this all summer, or we can have some fun! Now, whadd'ya say?"

"I vote for moping."

"I'm having the time of my life star-bathing."

Standing and turning his console off, Ben slowly backs away to avoid getting dragged into his grandpa's plots. "I'm gonna take a walk." He salutes off to the girls and Max with two fingers. "Smell y'all around, dweebs."

"OW!"

***

Gwen had joined [name] at some point, though neither could tell when. Max was perfectly pleased with the two bonding more so long as they didn't fall.

"And that one," [name] says, using Gwen's finger to point at some planet lightyears away, "is a pretty green. It looks like Earth from far away, but the color is more swamp-like."