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I do not own Ben 10
Ben sat on a bench that was under a shaded tree, enjoying a nice day at the park as he was eating his lunch. He had the day off today and with the weather being so nice, it would be wrong not to eat outside. His partner, Rook, would sooner or later arrive to join him, but Ben wasn’t alone.
The teen looked to his side to see Lucifer, the family dog and Ben’s longest companion, happily sleep on the soft grass. He smiled at the canine as he reached down to gently pet his best friend on the head. The German Shepherd gave a quiet groaned bark at the touch, more then likely dreaming about something that Ben would never know.
The teen continued to smile was he sat normally as he looked over Lucifer. The average life span of a German Shepherd is usually 10-13 years, Lucifer was well over 13 years and it showed. While his coat was still healthy, it certainly didn’t have that youthful shine from when Ben was ten. White and grey fur plagued the dog’s muzzle and face while one of his eyes was 80% blind, not to mention the arthritis in Lucifer’s legs.
It was moments like this that baffles the teen’s mind, him and Lucifer were about the same age and yet Ben still had decades to experience life, while Lucifer was nearing the end of his. The bond of Man and Dog is a cruel friendship one of them out lives the other.
By now the smile on his face had turned to a sad look. Ben hated the thought of losing his best friend, he’d known him all of his life. He still remembered him as a puppy, a bit fuzzy since he was a little kid him-self, but he remembered him. All the times they played in the back yard together, trying to get Lucifer to eat his mom’s cooking. He even told him about the Omnitrix when he came home that first summer.
“This isn’t fair,” the teen said quietly as he tried to force the tears back. “How come you have to die so soon?”
He then felt something heavy on his lap, making the brunet open his eyes to see Lucifer laying his head there with tired but happy eyes as he tail wagged lazily.
The sight made him smile again as Ben got out of his seat to sit in front of his friend and gave him a gentle but tight hug.
“You’re right boy,” he said still hugging him, “You’re not dead yet.”
Ben sat on a bench that was under a shaded tree, enjoying a nice day at the park as he was eating his lunch. He had the day off today and with the weather being so nice, it would be wrong not to eat outside. His partner, Rook, would sooner or later arrive to join him, but Ben wasn’t alone.
The teen looked to his side to see Lucifer, the family dog and Ben’s longest companion, happily sleep on the soft grass. He smiled at the canine as he reached down to gently pet his best friend on the head. The German Shepherd gave a quiet groaned bark at the touch, more then likely dreaming about something that Ben would never know.
The teen continued to smile was he sat normally as he looked over Lucifer. The average life span of a German Shepherd is usually 10-13 years, Lucifer was well over 13 years and it showed. While his coat was still healthy, it certainly didn’t have that youthful shine from when Ben was ten. White and grey fur plagued the dog’s muzzle and face while one of his eyes was 80% blind, not to mention the arthritis in Lucifer’s legs.
It was moments like this that baffles the teen’s mind, him and Lucifer were about the same age and yet Ben still had decades to experience life, while Lucifer was nearing the end of his. The bond of Man and Dog is a cruel friendship one of them out lives the other.
By now the smile on his face had turned to a sad look. Ben hated the thought of losing his best friend, he’d known him all of his life. He still remembered him as a puppy, a bit fuzzy since he was a little kid him-self, but he remembered him. All the times they played in the back yard together, trying to get Lucifer to eat his mom’s cooking. He even told him about the Omnitrix when he came home that first summer.
“This isn’t fair,” the teen said quietly as he tried to force the tears back. “How come you have to die so soon?”
He then felt something heavy on his lap, making the brunet open his eyes to see Lucifer laying his head there with tired but happy eyes as he tail wagged lazily.
The sight made him smile again as Ben got out of his seat to sit in front of his friend and gave him a gentle but tight hug.
“You’re right boy,” he said still hugging him, “You’re not dead yet.”
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