Ben 10: Prank War (private for me and diaperbuttwannabe)
 

Gwen dropped her bag on the floor of the motel room. It was sparsely furnished, with a couch, 2 beds, a coffee table, a mini fridge, a microwave, and a TV. A small bathroom also adjoined the room. "Nice place," she said with a sarcastic tone.

"Yep," Said ben, "looks like this will be a boring week while grandpa is at that plumber convention or whatever it is that will leave us here. At least it'll be fun to mess with you."

(You might want to change the title to include private, or else we will have idiots try to join in.)

"Shut up, dweeb," said Gwen, unpacking her stuff. "Besides, I'll be messing with you, if anything."

(I always forget to do that. Anyway, I changed it.)

"Like you even could, I could easily beat you in a prank contest," Ben bragged.

"Oh, really?" Gwen said defensively as she faced him. "Why don't we just find out?"

"Fine here are the rules,
1. The one thing this motel does have is good room service, we will order our supplies if needed from that.
2. To be fair, we have to take turns getting into the situation the opponent wants them to be in so they can be pranked.
3. Last no interfearing with a prank.
Do you agree."

Gwen scoffed. "Sure, whatever," she said. "I agree."

"Since your a girl, you can go first, just tell me where to go and what to do." Ben said trying to think of something and using this as a excuse to get time.

(Don't go directly to diaper, try to start with something funny.)

"Hmm..." Gwen rubbed her chin, and then snapped her fingers. "Go outside, and don't come back in until I tell you to."

"Okay then," Ben went out and sat by the door and started thinking of what to do to gwen.

Gwen reached into the mini fridge, and pulled out a bottle of maple syrup. Then, she filled a small tub up with the syrup. She stretched a string across the doorway, about the height of Ben's ankles, and set the tub of syrup a few feet in front of the door. If everything worked out, he'd fall face first in the syrup.

"Okay!" called Gwen, standing back to watch.

Leo started to run in curious only to fall head first into the syrup.

Gwen smirked down at him. "How does it taste?" she asked with a mocking tone.

"Shut up," Ben said, "Now its my turn, go lean on the wall by the door with your butt out,"

"Fine." Gwen walked over to the wall by the door and leaned against it like Ben had told her to, wondering what he possibly could've thought of.

Then ben got by the door and slamed in against the wall mainly against Gwen's butt. Then he started laughing.

"OUCH!" yelled Gwen as the door slammed into her backside. She turned around, glaring at Ben. "Okay, dweeb...go over in the corner and face the wall."

"Fine," Ben said deciding anything she did couldn't be nearly as funny as what he did.

Gwen went and got the bottle of maple syrup, which was still about a quarter full. Then, she filled a glass with water that would be uncomfortably cold if it touched someone's skin. She then walked up behind him. "Hey, Ben–don't turn around yet–I just need you to tell me something."

"And what would that be," Ben said not looking.

"How does this feel?" She pulled back the waistband of his pants and underwear, and poured the water into his briefs before also adding the syrup.

"Brr cold and sticky," Ben joked after jumping at the cool liquid.

"Good," said Gwen. "Now what about this?" she asked before she gave him a wedgie.

"Yow," Ben jumped at the sensation on his butt.

(Good night.)

"That's what I thought you'd say," said Gwen, smirking at Ben.

(Nighteh nightz.)

"Fine, we for my turn I want you to, go lay on your bed and go to sleep, while I go change my undies." Ben said smirking.

"Hmm...all right." Gwen went and laid down on one of the beds, and closed her eyes. Before long, she was asleep.

Ben soon came back after putting on another pair of his favorite sumo slammers undies, then he got a black marker and drew a mustache on gwen, then he got the old wet undies and put them on her face, then to wake her up, he got a book and spanked her butt. Then he laughed at her.

"OUCH! Ugh...wha...?" Gwen groaned as she came to her senses. She slowly pulled Ben's undies off of her face, and looked at them, confused. Then, she realized what they were. "OH, GROSS!" she yelled, tossing them across the room.

"Hah, hah, hah, ha, undie face," Ben laughed at her.

"Shut up," she said, wiping her face and smearing the ink mustache all across her cheek without realizing it. "Take off your pants, but for God's sake, NOT your underwear," said Gwen. "Then, walk over to the door."

"Uhh ok," ben said forgetting that he had on some childish underwear. He took off his pants and went by the door. "Hey don't forget you can't copy pranks exactly," Ben said.

"I know," said Gwen, opening the door. Then, she shoved him outside and pulled the door closed, locking it.

Ben started to bang on the door, "Come on gwen, let me in," Ben whined scared someone would see him in the undies.

"I will. In an hour or so," said Gwen, turning on the TV and sitting down to watch.

"Gwen come on," Ben whined, before looking around for someplace to hide.

"Have fun," Gwen said as she turned up the volume on the TV.

Ben quickly hid behind a vending machine, trying to avoid being seen.

A little girl soon came walking by to get a soda, and she saw Ben. "Cute undies," she said, snickering as she paid for a soda.

"Shut up," Ben said blushing.