Reconciliation

Chapter 2: Explanations

 “I have been a fool Ben, I was obsessed with getting the omnitrix again so I could get revenge on Azmuth, and return to my Galvan form, but that isn’t going to happen,” he said with a depressed sigh.

Inexplicably, Ben felt sympathy for Albedo.

“Why should I feel sorry for him?” Ben asked himself, with bitter thoughts about the monster who wore his face.

“Alright, I’ll listen, but don’t expect me to trust you!”

“I understand,” Albedo stated with a level of sincerity that Ben did not expect.

Realizing they were in a rather public place for such a conversation, Ben directed Albedo towards his car, allowing his (near) twin to lead the way; he wasn’t about to turn his back to Albedo.

Once they were seated in the custom-designed supercar Kevin had built for him, Ben asked, “Okay Albedo, what’s this all about?”

Albedo was about to answer when a rumble was heard from his mid-section.

“Tennyson, I realize this is awkward for you but do you suppose…”

“I suppose I could go for a smoothie and some chili-fries, that O.K. with you?”

Albedo’s eyes lit up, when the two-hundred-year-old galvan was locked into the form of a sixteen-year-old human, he gained his likes and dislikes, as well as his personal habits. All of which initially seemed repulsive to his evolved galvan sensibilities. But now after living with them for the last two years, he was starting to appreciate them as well as certain other aspects of being human.

Ben looked over at the passenger seat and noticed that Albedo’s face a flushed a deep crimson color, “What is it,” he asked.

“What is what,” Albedo said, feeling a bit defensive.

“You were just blushing,” knowing that Albedo would try to deny it Ben stopped him with a raised hand; “Your face was just redder than a strawberry smoothie, dude.”

“I just thought of something that was somewhat, I think humans refer to it as…embarrassing. And do not refer to me as ‘dude’ again.”

Almost as an afterthought Albedo added, “Please.”

Again, he managed to surprise Ben; he had always seemed so repelled by his human form that he rarely paid any heed to the social niceties of human behavior.

Ben had a slight smile on his face and said, “O.K., let’s go”