Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20190509204551/@comment-26892768-20190510132409

(Accepted)

Meanwhile, in the same universe as the supervessel, there's a orange and tan-colored spaceship around the size of a small truck, looking rather futuristic with its oddly shaped front, oddly shaped wings, and what looks to be a very effective set of thrusters in the back...currently hovering at what could best be described as a "gas station" of sorts, located on a floating asteroid in the middle of the vast void of space.

Standing just outside this gas station is a brunet, green-eyed teenager, wearing a white and green jacket, brown jeans, and what appears to be a rather fancy wristwatch. However, that is no wristwatch - it's the Omnitrix, and this teenager is Ben Tennyson, the young human male responsible for saving his world, other worlds, and occasionally the universe, several times over.

Currently, however, Ben is just waiting for a certain someone. However, he doesn't have to wait for much longer, as that someone walks out the door - a taller, slightly older male, with blue, black, and white far covering his skin, and wearing black and blue armor of some kind, forming a suit. On his shoulder is a rather advanced looking piece of technology that is currently inactive. This would be Rook Blonko, Ben's Revonnahgander partner.

"Well, Ben, I think you will find yourself most pleased with my food choice!" Rook hands Ben a basket of sorts, holding an assortment of...something.

"Thanks - really looking forward to this...uh..." Ben holds up one of the things in the basket - it looks like some kind of fried food, judging by the chicken wing-like texture, and it's rather long like a french fry, only...with what looks suspiciously like legs. Ben looks at Rook with a slightly forced grin. "...what is this, exactly?"

"Fried Mucostor Papilbrio - a special kind of insectoid creature breeded by the Oryctini, Eatle;s species. I believe the closest thing you have to this on Earth would be..." Rook trails off to think, before snapping his fingers. "Mealworms! Yes, mealworms. That is the creature I was thinking of."

"...oh. Greeeeaaaaat..." Ben looks at the fried food before him, takes a deep breath, and sighs, taking a moment to talk to himself. "Alright, Ben, if you're going to take a road trip across the universe, you're going to have to eat this sort of thing and like it. Just suck it up, eat the bug, and don't say anything bad about it..."

He then takes a bite out of the fried Mucostor Papilbrio he's holding...and his face lights up, and he looks down at the fried insect. "Hey, this tastes just like chili cheese fries!"

"But of course. Mucostor Papilbrio have the ability to change the way they taste to other creatures, and with proper training, they can be taught to change flavors to match certain requests. We were quite fortunate that this refueling station had them available, they are quite the-" Rook stops as he notices Ben digging ravenously into the alien worms. "...are you going to leave any for me?"

"Hm? Oh, yeah, sure, here," Ben hands Rook the basket, his mouth full of bug at the moment.