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Hurry up!

We're losing our light!

We're not losing the light.

It's 8:00 in the morning.

The beach is open all day.

You're right.

Get a move on, Kevin!

Geez, I'm coming.

I'm like five minutes late.

What's the big deal?

I'll tell you what the big deal is.

I've been trying to go to the beach for a month,

and every time we're about to leave,

something happens --

monster on the loose, alien invasion.

Sometimes it rains.

Well, not this time.

This time...

Just forget I said anything.

Greetings.

I am ambassador Zavinom from the planet Lewoda.

We are seeking Ben Tennyson.

Present!

What's up?

We hope you will undertake a delicate mission on our behalf.

Only the legendary Ben Tennyson

has the reputation and the skill to accomplish it.

That's because I saved the --

Whole entire universe.

We know.

You must deliver this treasure

so that peace may reign between the Lewodans

and our foes, the Pantophage.

Treasure, you say?

Allow me to present the Tiffin, our crowned prince, if you will.

Cute, if you're into cotton swabs.

I'm sorry. I didn't get your name.

I am Cicily, she who bore him.

So, it's like a hostage exchange.

Hostage?

Oh, no. No, no, no.

It is simply a show of trust,

to demonstrate our sincere desire

for peace with the Pantophage.

Isn't that right, Cicily?

Yes, of course, ambassador.

Is anything wrong, Ben Tennyson?

Wrong? Me?

No, I'm good.

Excellent.

Now, this credit cube is for your expenses.

Is that a gold cube?

I've never seen one before.

They don't have any spending limit.

How are we supposed to get the Tiffin

where he needs to go?

Well, of course we will supply you a ship.

We're supposed to fly in that thing?

Absolutely.

That's a Tachyon 930 --

ugly on the outside but all engine on the inside.

Whoo-hoo! Road trip!

Don't worry, ambassador.

We'll get the Tiffin to his destination.

You have the word of Ben Tennyson.

You're talking about yourself in the third person now?

Sure.

After all, Ben Tennyson did save the whole --

You know what?

Stop.

Something's not right.

What do you mean?

This ship is, like, straight off the showroom floor.

I don't mean the ship.

I just have a feeling that ambassador

hasn't told us the whole story.

Of course not.

Ambassadors lie.

That's their job.

And you aren't curious about what's really going on?

No.

And you think it's right

to use a baby to seal a peace treaty?

So the prince grows up in castle number 1

or castle number 2.

What's the diff?

- Ow!

Rath!

Ben?

Ben!

Dude, you're messing up the --

You want to fight me, Kevin Levin?

Let's go!

Someone needs a time-out.

Ugh!

Time-out?!

It's time for you to learn that nobody can beat me at --

did I just use up all my air?

Ugh.

What?

Ben, can you understand me?

Of course I can, Gwen Tennyson!

You think I'm stupid?!

Yeah, thick as a brick.

You want to fight?

You want to fight?!

Aah!

Not helping, Kevin.

Calm down, Ben.

I need you to listen.

You've become something called an Apoplexian.

We looked it up in the A.L.D.B.

Huh?

"Alien life-form database."

Apoplexians are powerful, argumentative,

and extremely aggressive.

They believe any problem can be solved by hitting it.

Not true!

Sometimes you have to hit things a lot!

It also says that they're not too bright.

Dude, did you just growl at me?

Okay, Ben, I'm going to let you go,

but you have to stay calm.

Control you anger.

No stomping!

Maybe you want to reboot the Omnitrix

and get back to normal?

Okay, but not 'cause you told me to!

Nope.

It was your idea.

Okay, here we go.

Changing back.

What? It's busted!

Come off me!

Stop! Ben!

Aah!

Anybody hungry?!

Remember, we're on a schedule.

What for?

To deliver the Tiffin, stop a war.

Whatever!

Food robot!

Just get a snack so we can go.

Go where?

What do you know?

Argit.

Kevin. Long time, no see.

You look different.

Did you get a haircut?

No.

Gwendolyn.

Argit.

We were just leaving.

Hey, what's the big rush?

We are on a mission to deliver some major cargo --

the Tiffin of Lewoda.

I can't cut you in on this one, though.

It's, like, for charity.

I understand, old buddy.

Listen, they just called my order.

I'll catch you later.

Kevin!

What?

Why would you tell him about that?

He's a con man who would sell his own mother for lunch money.

I happen to know he got top dollar for his mom.

Hey, it's Argit.

Yeah, I know I owe ya.

Yeah, I know you've been looking for me.

But I got a tip that'll make us square again.

Not to mention that every time we run into him,

we almost get killed.

Are you saying you don't like my friends?

No! I'm saying he's not your friend.

Okay, don't nobody interested in staying alive move!

The Vreedles?

Yep. I'm Octagon,

and this here is my brother Rhomboid.

'Sup?

Call me "Boid."

But we saw you two go up in an explosion.

Yeah, that sort of thing occurs on a fairly regular basis.

We're what you might call "clones."

Mm-hmm.

Our folks used a home kit to make us.

Boid.

They bought a lot.

- Boid! - It was on sale, what with it

being past the "best if used by" date.

"Spoiled," I guess, is what you'd call --

But all that falls under the category of personal-type

business that we do not share with strangers...Boid!

Oh, that's right.

I forgot.

Now hand over the Tiffin so's we can hold him for ransom.

Not gonna happen.

Then we've got ourselves a little disagreement.

All things considered,

I think we should give them the Tiffin.

Let me tell you something, Kevin Levin!

Nobody's giving nobody nothin'!

Is that an Apoplexian?

Yep, and they're even stupider and meaner than we are.

We're gonna need what you might call an edge.

Listen up!

1,000 credits to anybody what joins up with us!

Now you're making it interesting!

Hy...

Yah!

Aah!

Aah!

Kevin!

Aah!

Hey!

Whoa!

Ugh!

Gwen!

It's okay. I've got --

Ben, behind you!

Ohh!

Let me tell you something, Octagon Vreedle!

You've gone too far!

A man's food is his castle!

I believe what you done there

is mixin' yer what you might call "metaphors."

This is gonna hurt, I suspect.

Well, that didn't work out so good.

Come on!

I was just getting warmed up!

Ugh!

You're a lot of trouble, you know that?

Muh-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-mew.

I'm almost starting to appreciate the old Ben.

Kevin, this is serious.

What if he's stuck like this forever?

Greetings, Earth folk.

This is Commander Sangfroid.

You're an Incursian.

Yeah, I am.

Now, as you know, we Incursians love war --

can't get enough of the stuff.

It's what we live for.

Uh-huh.

And your point is?

This peace mission you're on -- we're against it,

so prepare to be boarded... then killed.

Nothing personal.

Let me tell you something,

Incursian Commander Sangfroid!

Rath has a better idea!

I'm coming over!

You're gonna need a space suit.

Whatever!

Okay, Incursian Commander Sangfroid,

I've beaten up everybody on the ship but you!

We can fight, or you can go!

Fribbit.

I talked to them.

They said we can go.

Okay, don't get all emotional.

Incursian Commander Sangfroid lied!

Find a seat.

I'm putting us in high gear.

Engines full!

A black hole. Cool!

No, not cool.

Very not cool.

We'll get sucked in!

No, we won't.

But they will.

I really hate that guy.

What is your problem?!

Uh...whatever.

I guess you are kinda...

What?!

We have good news and bad news.

The bad news is that black-hole stunt Kevin pulled

damaged the engine.

But the good news is I found a planet near here

with exactly what I need to get us going again.

And what's that?

Taedenite?!

Told you he wouldn't like it.

Aah! What's the big deal?

The big deal?!

The big deal is 'cause...uh...

Aah!

You tell him!

Because every time you mention Taedenite,

Volcanus shows up and tries to kill us.

What she said!

Come on!

You're exaggerating.

Hey! What are you doing here?!

It doesn't matter.

Kill them!

Hang on.

Is that you, Tennyson?

Yeah. So?

So, what happened?

You set the Omnitrix to "ugly"?

"You set the Omnitrix to 'ugly"" -- that's good.

Let me tell you something, Volcanus!

Whoa, big guy.

Let me handle this.

You?

Yeah, me.

You think Ben's the only one who can do a negotiation?

Well, not at the moment.

Volcanus, you've made a lot of money off me.

Do we have to be enemies?

Uh, pretty much, yeah.

Even if I'm willing to pay for what I need -- say,

10 times the going rate?

I like the way you're thinking.

But considering that we're on my territory

and there's nowhere for you to escape,

the number seems...

low.

Come on!

That's a great deal considering every time

we run up against you,

we kick your butt!

What did you say?

I should have said,

"spank your butt" since you're just a little baby

in that big, mechanical suit!

Uh, Ben, I've got this one.

I'm gonna call you "baby man," baby man.

You're not getting any Taedenite from me!

In fact, you can forget about getting off this planet!

Whack 'em!

Hey! I was negotiating.

No, this is negotiating!

This whole trip is like one of those dreams

where everyone you know is in it...

and they all want to hurt you.

I don't have dreams like that.

Oh, uh, me either.

Ohh!

You've ruined my whole supply!

I see a couple good pieces in that pile.

As we make our final approach to the Pantophage home planet,

let me say thanks to all of you for flying with us

on Kevin Levin airway.

Oh, just button it.

Meh-meh-meh-ba-ba-boo.

Oh, relax.

You'll be okay.

I have an incoming signal...from the planet Lewoda.

My dear Tiffin,

I just wanted to tell you how proud I am

of what you're doing for our people.

Please, I beg of you, do not give my son to the Pantophage.

Hang on.

You came to us, 'kay?

We didn't ask for this job,

but like it or not, now we got to finish it!

Don't be such a hardnose about it.

No, he is right.

It is as it must be.

I am Jerret, king of the Pantophage.

Let's get it over with.

We brought you the Tiffin!

And I thank you for your trouble.

Sorry, little guy.

There.

Isn't that lovely?

Ahh.

Did you just eat the baby?!

Yes, I did.

I thought you were gonna keep him!

I thought he was a peace offering!

Yes, well, he was all that, plus a rare delicacy.

That's what a peace offering is here on my planet.

Eating...babies...is not...cool!

Yeah, I know.

Same here.

How dare you!

Certainly you realize that this means war!

Hold this.

Let me tell you something, Jerret of Pantophage,

I just jumped down your throat!

You start a war with the Lewodans,

and I will do it again,

only next time I will knit your intestines into a sweater!

My son -- alive!

It's a miracle.

Glad to help.

Now, about our fee -- ugh!

We're happy it all worked out.

Nevertheless, on behalf of Lewoda,

let me offer our sincere gratitude to you for negotiating

a peace treaty with the Pantophage,

who otherwise would have --

Did you know Jerret was gonna eat the baby?!

Uh, well, I wasn't sure exactly, but --

Never talk to me...

again.

Thank you, Ben Tennyson.

Thank you all.

Ben, you're back!

Yeah!

As soon as the Tiffin left, I went back to normal.

That baby must have sent out some kind of

interference that messed with the Omnitrix.

Good guess.

You knew?

Well, I wasn't sure exactly, but --

Kevin...

Rath would like a word with you.

Let me tell you something, Kevin E. Levin!

Please don't.