A/N: Okay, this one's a random idea that popped into my head a while ago...

Disclaimer: GUESS WHAT? I OWN SOMETHING! What u ask? A ROCK! :D

Ben, clearly upset, sat on a red and blue colored seat outside Mr. Smoothie, gulping down three smoothies. All at the same time. With three different straws. All in his mouth. Again, at the same time.

Kevin, who was sitting across from Ben, had the most disgusted and completely baffled look on his face. "How can you drink that garbage?" Kevin asked, totally in shock.

"Not hard..." the brunette replied as he stood up, walked to the glass doors at the entrance to Mr. Smoothie, held his three styrofoam cups up and slowly walked back to his table.

Gwen wondered what had Ben so upset. Unfortunately, in the end she had come up with nothing. "Ben, why are you moping around like a sad puppy?"

Kevin's face lit up like a Christmas tree. "I like puppies!" he looked up from the slush that the others called a smoothie.

"My pet rock died today..." Ben sobbed, a tear running down his cheek.

Gwen just slapped her forehead in annoyance. "Of course it did..." she sighed. "Ben, your pet rock was never really alive... You understand that, right?"

"DON'T SAY THAT ABOUT ROCKY!"

"Rocky? How unique..." Gwen said sarcastically.

"He was such a good rock... Will you guys come to funeral?" Ben looked up from the table hopefully.

Kevin started laughing uncontrollably. "Your going to have a funeral... For A ROCK?" he started rolling on the hard pavement.

"You had a funeral for a car part that broke."

"Touche."

A/N: this one was pretty funny in my opinion. REVIEW PLEEEASE! 3