A/N: I couldn't resist any longer. I know I've fallen on the backburner with a lot of my stuff, but now that I'm wrapping up most of my older works, you deserve this. "1011 Moments of Everyone Else"! Oh yeah, you'll love this one. Kevin, Ben, Gwen, and Julie will show up frequently, but these will be centered on everyone else. And yeah, I do mean a 1011 moments. Picked for a reason. See if you can figure it out ^.^

Disclaimer: I do not own Ben 10.

Manny charged into the Rustbucket, a balloon in his two upper hands. "Pierce!" he called, hoping his friend would show up somewhere. He had already searched all of Bellwood. Except for the RV. In retrospect, he probably should've looked there first.

"What is it?" asked Pierce, picking himself out of the passenger seat from a nap to look at the crimson Tetramand. Then he spotted the balloon. "Oh, god…"

"You're the only one I know that has long enough hair to do this with!" Manny charged forward and grabbed Pierce's arms to keep him from protesting. Then he rubbed the balloon on his friend's black and white mop of hair, making it static-y and he started laughing.

"MANNY, CUT IT OUT!" Pierce thrashed but wasn't capable of freeing himself from the Tetramand's insanely strong grip. He glared at Manny for a long moment, who kept on laughing maniacally, and then thrust his spikes out of his arms and face.

The four-armed alien let go, feeling the spikes dangerously close to his hand. But he still held the balloon.

Pierce pulled out a spear-like spike from his arm and stared at Manny long and hard.

Then he popped the balloon.

"DUDE, THAT WAS THE LAST ONE!"

"And you came to me, the one who has spikes, to rub a balloon on my head." He drew his spikes back in and folded his arms across his chest, spear still in hand. "Are you stupid or something?"

Manny stood there, scratching his head, the remains of the burst balloon still in his hand. "Um… I'm going to go with the 'or something' option." He grinned.

Pierce tilted his head to one side and pulled out the long spike again. "Manny, I'm giving you five seconds to run." His eyes narrowed. "One… Two…"

"You're hair is like… frizzy, dude."

"FIVE!"

The two ran, one for his life and the other to kill the one who was running for his life.

Helen just watched them and took the five bucks that Alan held out as he lost the bet they had made. "Told ya," she said, smiling knowingly.

A/N: Next one will be up tomorrow if I can get around to it. Review!

~Sky