Ben 10 Perfect Day Novels & Stories

"Tomorrow." "Perfect."

I wondered “Hello class I’m Ben,I will be your Artificial Intelligence Guide.” The image said. “There are two the human Ben and what we call a Hologram Bot Ben. The actual Ben is unfortunately building security software that will act as a holobot shield for the GOH agency of all the nine provinces in South Africa. The hologram bot or HBot in simple terms has already been programmed, all lessons have been recorded in its system, Lessons will only take thirty minutes, every single day for two weeks and then it will be the end of all lessons. “Professor Phenyo explained.

As the morning sun peeked through the curtains, Zion strolled into the room, a tray filled with an array of Ayva's favorite foods in hand. With a mischievous grin, he greeted her in a singsong voice, "Good morning, sunshine!" His playful tone was accompanied by a falsetto voice as he exclaimed. "Guess what day it is? It's Valentine's Day and you're starting the day with breakfast in bed!"

Shane is calling me. “Love!” I said happily on the line. “Roxy, my love! How are you? I missed you.” “I’m fine, my love. How about you? How’s the preparation for the show tomorrow?” “Everything is okay and set. I’m so excited for tomorrow. Don’t miss the show okay.” “Yes I promise love I won’t miss out the show.”

It was the best day ever. Or so I thought at the time. Just like our first date, George took me sailing. He had a picnic of delicacies set up for us. Wine and cheese with fresh fruit, oh, and those amazing crackers I could never get enough of. It was the perfect weather for it, just enough wind without overdoing it. The breeze kissed my skin, leaving goosebumps. I couldn't help but feel as though it were the best day ever. And he said all the right things, looked at me with those eyes, green my favorite color, that seemed to sparkle just so in the sunlight. I was a girl in romance heaven as he fed me grapes.

I spoke up softly as he lifted his head at the sound of my voice. He looked at me, tilting his head and his hair moved gracefully with the slight movement of his head. I shyly blushed under his attention that he gave me too often but still made me shy, "I just want to be around you all day...I hate it when you go to work because you leave me behind," I nervously wrung my fingers before I timidly looked up at him again. "You're safe here," his voice was hoarse, rough and husky because he rarely spoke. Oden could go an entire day without speaking, which he does almost every other day.

“What’s Ben got this time?” “2067 G wagon.” he replied between chewing, crumpling the burrito wrapper. “That was delicious, thank you. I’m gonna change then we’ll head out.” He kissed Emma and went back to his bedroom. Lucas kept a meticulously clean apartment. It was well decorated with beautiful pieces of furniture, that complimented each other well, and abstract yet gorgeous paintings and sculptures. The sun, still on a steady rise, only made the apartment feel more beautiful and alive. Lucas admired this beauty on many mornings, sometimes with Emma and sometimes without, but that beauty left his mind this morning when the holo-screen buzzed.

"Seamus, you'll get into Harland, and you'll find your best friend there. You'll find friends who will still gather for holidays even after more than a decade down the line. You'll find someone you'll spend the rest of your life with. "You don't know her yet in your timeline, but she'll stick with you all the way. You'll have an adorable baby together. She'll accept all your little flaws and stand ardently by your side. If you need something, she'll get it for you even if it's in the middle of the night. She'll even take you on that outing you wanted, even though it was just a spur-of-the-moment idea for you. Don't you worry, Seamus. Everything you're worried about won't happen. Every day wi

Model Perfect's schedule calls me. I delete my messages with Arlo and change his name on my phone to Anna. If Hunter sees another girl's name on my phone, he won't get suspicious. Maybe it's dishonest, but it's better than getting slapped in the face again. The red mark from yesterday is still there. It's a little red mark, with a dull ache that only my jaw can sense.

Perfect opens the flaps of the box. Kate’s eyes pop. Inside the box are Beta tapes and what Ms. Perfect explains is a tape rewinder in the shape of a little red race car. Ms. Perfect is kind enough, if unusually so, to explain that you need to rewind a tape before you can watch it. You do that by first plugging the little car and then pressing down a giant analog button on the hood, at which point the entire roof, windshield and half of the hood will pop up. You then insert a tape (flap side on the right) rather like a square coffin and the device would automatically do its job. “These are all the movies we have about technology gone bad,” Ms. Perfect explains. “I need you to watch every sin