Reflections

Ben flew around a bit as Astrodactyl, holding a full plastic bag in each hand. Gwen had her hands full of keeping Grandpa Max busy, but now she should be back at the Rustbucket while Max was off finishing up his errands. By the time he landed the watch timed out, leaving a very human Ben in front of the campsite.

S opened the door, holding some firewood. "Turn into Heatblast later, that way we'll have an excuse as to why the fire's going," Gwen said, putting down her load. "I was able to convince him we should have a semi-normal cookout. He's getting squid burgers, and we'll have roasted hot dogs."

"I love my grandpa, but shit like this pushes it," Ben noted, shaking his head. "Wanna check the loot?"

"Natch," She scoffed, already digging into one bag. It was one that nearly filled to the brim with different types of cookies: Oreos, chocolate chip, strawberry, black and white, jammie dodgers, and creme sandwich cookies. There were a couple of other candies in there, but cookies made up the majority- Gwen had an obsession for them, but since there were always a variety Ben didn't mind indulging her so long as he got a share. The other bag was filled with different types of small chip bags, the family sized ones being too bulky.

Later , When stopped by the outskirts of some town. As Grandpa Max is tuning up the RV , me and Gwen are training up are skills.

As I'm switching up to and from different forms that I remember, I glance at Gwen who is in a

a lotus mediation stance telekinetically moving stuff around and realize how much of her personality was misunderstood in the show.

Her dad's a lawyer and her mom's a finance manager. Both take education seriously and expect their kids to do the same, which is why Gwen and her older brother( glad he wasn't universally reconned or something ) were forced into programs and clubs that were education-coded. Everything was tough for them, but they were expected to excel, which both did. Gwen especially- like, Ken does great at school, but he's always enjoyed more artistic stuff, like music and drawing. Uncle Frank and Aunt Natalie are cool with it, but they still expect him to have a 'real' job so he doesn't end up a starving artist. He chose a architect.

We explains why any 10 year old would be so interested in school during summer.

When Ken found an outlet outside of academics, but Canon!Gwen didn't. It's like her whole identity was tied into being top of her class and future valedictorian. It's great she takes school seriously, but she takes it up to eleven and gets so condescending when others won't do the same.

Here is poetry, music and martial arts.

Now including magic/occult and ' heroing '.

Its something.