![]() Ben’s ear still had water in it from their last encounter. Gwen was a lousy shot with water balloons, but her aim with the squirt guns was dead on. ![]() It’d been a while since he’d seen the enemy, but she was probably off someplace trying to dry off. He a little smirked and padded his satchel full of water balloons as he ducked out from behind the tree. It didn’t really matter though, he had heavy artillery. He’d wanted the X670 but Grandpa had said the 170 was good enough. Ben Tennyson ducked behind a tree as he pumped his new Waterwarrior X170. ![]()
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