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TV, Junk Food and Sumos [Bendytimed to after Pod Pop]

The sound of manly grunting, yells and otherwise loud shouts from a large screen could be heard as accompanied by the sound of crunching and the noise of a drink being emptied with a few slurps. In a far corner of the Media Library, there was a area that was termed "Ben's Corner" which was a rather elaborate set up. A futon rolled out on a table against the wall, a large screen complete with media playback device, and the remains of snack food, mostly popcorn laying to the side.

Ben's hand was dipping into the bowl again, crunching a large handful of popcorn once more as he watched Sumo Slammers on what amounted to a wide screen television. He had found records of media from his homeworld, Sumo Slammers Classic and Hero Generation, and a third unreleased season called Evolutions and was enthralled by his favorite television show. Slurping from his drink, he clicked fast forward through the credits and set up the next episode.

"Man what time is it?" he wondered, looking at the Omnitrix which stared back at him without displaying the time. Shrugging, he ate another handful of popcorn and sipped his drink. "Boy I hope the bus doesn't miss a sudden dip in junk food."

Ben belched, a resounding echoing noise across the Media Library before he settled back down for another episode.

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"Ooh, nice one, man." Static said, walking over. He'd been having issues lately, something nagging at him, and he'd finally figured it out about an hour ago; he never got to see the movie they made out of one of his favorite shows, Lightning Bug. It was supposed to end the series, but first there had been the whole Club thing, then the titans.. he never saw it. So he was hoping the media library might have it.

"What'cha watching?"

"Sumo Slammers Classic," replied Ben, taking a handful of popcorn and munching it down. "The first series that I saw when I was ten or so. I'm still a big fan and it's been running ever since."

Offering the popcorn to him, he added, "There's two more series, Hero Generation and a season I discovered called Evolutions."

"High sugars at this time of night? Aren't you supposed to be in bed, getting some sleep?" Nura is leaning in the doorway, smiling a playfully innocent smile. The glow of the television brings out the blue blue in her eyes. She cocks her head to the side, arching a white eyebrow archly. "Or does your watch make you half nocturnal as well, Ben?"

"I'm mostly nocturnal," replied Ben as he crunched another handful of popcorn and swallowed. "Fighting aliens you don't clockwatch unless mom and dad is insistent on me getting to bed for a game or paper due or something. They're good with me saving the world, but they freak over the weirdest things. Like if say I dyed my hair white."

"Pull up a chair. I'm watching Sumo Slammers."

Nura giggles playfully at Ben's rapport and sweeps her long, wavy white hair off of her shoulders. She really needs to get it cut sometime soon before she forgets. "Really? Your parents must be pretty relaxed to let their teenage son defend the planet past his curfew." Her parents certainly didn't.

"Don't mind if I do," she coolly says, picking a beanbag chair from the wall and dropping it down with a plop next to the couch. She dropped down into it, settling. When she was settled, she leaned back into the beanbag and turned her attention to the television.

"So...this is what you would watch in your dimension?"

"They're pretty progressive, open minded. Your history books would call them hippies." He shrugged. "That's how I learned wheatgrass is actually good for you."

"Yeah it is. It's been running for nearly five years now and I started watching it when I was a kid. There's another season out, but that's set, and was released, five years after the original series came out. The main hero is Ishikawa, the sumo on the left."

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"Hmm, really?" She digs her elbow into the beanbag and rests her cheek against in her hand. "Lucky you." Her tone isn't sarcastic, but a bit disappointed. Her parents had been very strict, if the Public Service hadn't been the first clue.

Her lips flattened into a thin line while her white eyebrows raised at the commotion happening on the television. "This seems really violent for a children's program. Are you sure this was for kids?" The glow of the television flickered in hues as the scenes moved. Nura's eyes grew large with child-like delight.

"Not that I am against this program..."

Ben nodded and then laughed at Nura's enthrallment towards the series. "Yeah it's an action show. Since it's animated, they can get away with a lot. There's a lot of subtleties that I noticed now after watching it again. Mostly 'Under the Censors Noses' or something like that."

Nura has never seen something so enthralling. Cartoons have been just about been done away with in the thirty-first century. Anything too violent had bene considered not appropriate for children. She'd watched old holo-vids of space-age redoes of the modern classics. At the appropriate age, of course.

The bright colors and action of the program are entrancing. She reaches for popcorn bowl and dips her hand in and retracts with a handful of the popped kernels. She uses her other hand to pop one into her mouth.

"You don't say..." She's at least eighteen, married, fights bad guys for a living, and yet she is drawn to this old children's program. Go figure.

Ben nodded with a grin. "Yeah, we're just almost to the end of the first season where Ishikawa and Kenko face off for the first time outside of their hero personalities and in the ring."

He grinned as he turned up the volume.

"You are strong," grunted Ishikawa as he shoved back Kenko. "Very strong!"

"It takes one to know one, Ishikawa," replied Kenko as he shoved back. "Hundred Palm Strike! ATATATATATATA!"

"By the gods!" Crossing his arms, the sumo was backed up nearly to the ring. "Where did you learn that? I did not see that in your profile. Unless...!"

Kenko grinned fiercely as he pitched his tone to a gravelly evil noise. "Shall we begin...?"

"Red Kamen!" gasped Ishikawa as he readied himself for whatever assault his opponent would unleash, for the person standing in front of him was the dangerous villain Red Kamen, his most ancient of rivals.

Nura is the epitome of a small child getting their hands on the forbidden keys to their uncle's candy store. She pops more popcorn into her mouth while pulling her legs to her chest and resting her chin on top her knees.

The glow coming off of the television makes her eyes twinkle blithely. She is utterly engrossed in this program that the media playback device is playing.

"Face me!" With a thunderous impact, the two sumo slammed together, eliciting a cheer from the spectators as they grappled back and forth. An inch or two forward, two steps back. The pair growled at each other, bearing teeth.

"You've gotten soft," snapped Kenko. "To think that you haven't taken up the blade seriously!"

"I yearn for a more peaceful time," retorted Ishikawa as he shoved forward. He inhaled and pushed back powerfully with three strong shoves which left Kenko stumbling back. "Thunderous Impact!"

"Point Defense!"

The resounding impact shook the ring as they strained against each other, an immovable force against the strongest arm in the world. "So... once more we are at a stalemate," grunted Kenko. "I was wrong about you Ishikawa, you DO have some fighting spirit left within you!"

"If I give now... I won't be able to face Minako," replied Ishikawa as his hand glowed with chi. "All of my focus into this one attack! HAND OF GOD!"

"BLAZING FINGER!"

Ishikawa gasped as his Hand of God was stopped by a mere finger. Kenko grinned fiercely. "Scissors trumps paper," smirked Kenko before Ishikawa went flying back towards the edge of the ring.

"ISHIKAWA!" cried a woman at the end of the ring as the Sumo teetered on the edge. "NO!"

"Sweet deal. Mind if I join you? I could use some mindless animationy goodness." He said, taking handful of popcorn.

Nura's reaction to the character's falter is much different from Ben's 'oh no!' expression.

She leans forward in her beanbag chair, craning her head, hands empty of popcorn on her knees, her mouth open in an 'ooooh' expression with lips in lips parted and her mouth in the shape of an 'O'.

"Not at all. Grab a chair and some popcorn." Ben clicked the remote, turning it up a little.

"I'm about a quarter through the first season. Still building though."

"Ishikawa, your trumph over Kojiro in the Star Ring has propelled you to new heights. Are you willing to challenge the top tiers?" inquired a young blond reporter.

"Well, I believe it will be an enlightening experience," replied Ishikawa, toweling off. "In fact I..."

Just then his bag beeped and he snapped his fingers. "Excuse me Minako, I have business to attend to."

Leaving the reporters, Ishikawa pulled out a small blue circle from the bag and squeezed it. The sides slid out and the top flipped open to reveal a map with a blinking light. "Kenko..."

Spinning the object, it shifted into a belt and he slashed a card into it. "Blue Card Slash!"

In a blast of light, Ishikawa was clad in armor before he vanished in a streak of light.

Ishikawa teetered on the edge as Kenko moved to push him over, but in a fantastic save, he stumbled forward in a roaring push. The shapeshifter had no time to dodge as he was pushed to the edge of his side of the ring. "Almost had me," smirked Ishikawa as he poured on the shoves and grapples. "But you should have moved faster."

"You're almost out of stamina Ishikawa, that Tier Challenge wiped you out. No more, no less. One stands today, one will leave this ring." retorted Kenko.

"And that... will be ME!" And with a loud cry, he pushed Kenko back, inch by inch.

"What, no! Impossible!" The shapeshifter strained against him but even his ability to root himself proved to be inadequate. He was pushed back further and further and then Ishikawa roared something.

"Kenko. You lose!"

A whistle went up as a judge raised a blue card in Ishikawa's favor. "Ring out!"

"Nice. Oh, when we're done, don't let me forget to get you to change me back. I have officially given up on pranking Rose." Static said, grabbing a chair and sitting. The one flaw with being ten years older, he'd noticed, was joints not being quite as forgiving as they used to be. Sitting down showed him that.

"Oh right. After this episode ends I'll shift to Eon and we'll get that out of the way. Did you enjoy your time as an adult though?" inquired Ben, munching on his popcorn.

Nura almost claps her hands enthusiastically at the hero's triumph within the television program. Yes, it is a little hokey, and the puns are numerously so, but still...she hadn't really seen a cartoon since M'rissey and Lyle had Old Cartoon Movie Night in Legion HQ. And those had always been some queer rabbit and a duck that had a speaking impediment.

She falls back into the beanbag chair with her arms out on each side of the chair with a relaxed, lenient smile. "That was a stellar turn-around by the hero."

"Yeah, it's a real nail biter too. And this is just the end of the first series first season," said Ben with a wide grin. "There's about three more seasons and then the Hero Generation series has three seasons as well."

"I'll probably be up for much longer watching. I even found the Sumo Slammers movie."

"Really? Well then, we should have an Old Cartoon Movie Night sometime soon," Nura says, leaning forwards with her hands on her hips and a playful smile to her curved lips. "You bring the vids and I'll convince Matt to let us take some popcorn."

She laughs lightly, head tilted to the side, eyebrow raised, and hair spilling over her shoulder. "I suppose then you will be staying up way past your curfew then?" Her wedding ring glints in the bright glow coming off of the television.

"Definitely." Said Ben, fishing around for the last few kernels in the bowl.

He chuckled. "Well I wouldn't mind staying up late if that's alright," he said in his most innocent voice. "After all, I am a teenager."

"Oh, I think I can allow that little indiscretion," she says this with large, innocent - well, as innocent as she can be defined - blue blue eyes. And her smile can be 'cheat to the camera' as ever.

She's enjoying herself. "...but you have to zeezee me on the comm when you decide to watch the movie."

Ben's grin grew even wider as he said, "I'll make certain to behave myself then. After all, can't miss sleep when I'm a growing guy, now can I?"

He laughed. "All right, I'll rig up a widescreen and we'll watch it together then."

"You better," Nura says with a mock-serious tone of voice and a short wag of her finger like she's lecturing him. "Because if you don't, I am taking away your high sugars!" she put her hands on her hips with a loud 'harumph sound', nose in the air.

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