We open in outer space. A massive brown ship is attacking a much smaller teal ship, somewhere out near Jupiter. Inside the large ship:

Robotic Lieutenant Hull damage: 20 percent. The weapons system is still operational.

The robot looks at the ship's captain, an alien resembling a man with a green octopus on his head, sitting firmly in his chair. His name is Vilgax.

Vilgax: I have come too far to be denied. The Chaquetrix shall be mine, and there is not a being in the galaxy that dares stand in my way!

Meanwhile, on Earth, there was an 18-year-old boy in a classroom named (Y/N) Tennyson.

He's seen sitting in school, crafting a paper airplane. He proceeds to throw it at the back of his teacher's head. But it descends and hits her butt.

Teacher: What the?!

(Y/N): Oh shit!

(Y/N) quickly puts up his book, pretending to read to draw off suspicion.

*Intro*

The clock ticks in (Y/N)'s classroom; he looks at it anxiously.

(Y/N): Come on... Come on...!

Teacher: And I just want to remind you all that I will be teaching summer school this year, and it's not too late to sign up.

(Y/N): Yeah, right. (The bell rings.) YES! Outta here!

Teacher: Everyone, have a good vacation, and I hope to see you all again in the fall.

(Y/N) follows behind everyone to the door.

Teacher: (Y/N)! Could I have a word with you before you go?

She holds up the paper airplane.

(Y/N) huffs and walks over to the teacher's desk. Later, outside, the pair of kids and back up another kid into a tree.

Cash: Normally, we'd take your money and beat you up, but since it's the last day of school, we're going to give you a break. Now fork over the cash, so we can get out of here!

(Y/N): 💭 Not this morons again. *Out loud* Leave him alone guys. Don't you have enough problems already?

J.T: Get lost, shrimp dick.

(Y/N): Hey, I don't need to hear what your girlfriend calls you but leave him alone. Taking someone's money? What are you guys 10 years old?

J.T: Fuck off Tennyson, or you'll regret it.

J.T walks to ben trying to be menacing but that doesn't work because even though (Y/N) is as tall as Cash, he's slightly built than him.

Cash: Oh, looks like we got us a hero. Suppose we don't wanna fuck off. Also, how's that fine-ass cousin of yours?

(Y/N): How's your mother's drinking problem? And did your dad come back with milk after 5 years?

This comment made Cash angry.

Cash: Your dead, Tennyson.

Cash and J.T run at (Y/N), who dodged the first punches from Cash and J.T, slowly backing away from Jamie who stands up and pulls out a camera and gives (Y/N) a thump up. (Y/N) seeing the signal, lets Cash punch him in the face and J.T to kick him.

J.T: Is that all you got?

Cash: Ha! All bark and no bite, Tennyson.

(Y/N) just looks at them and smiles.

(Y/N): Dogs bark as a warning, now you attacked first so this is considered a self-defence.

J.T: What?

(Y/N) uppercuts Cash making him stumble back before kicking J.T in the stomach making him fall to his knees. (Y/N) than knees J.T's in the face with a loud crack breaking his nose. Cash tries to attack from behind but (Y/N) roundhouse kicks him in the face knocking few teeth out. As both Cash and J.T lay on the ground (Y/N) walks towards Jamie as hands him 20 dollars as Jamie pockets the money as they walk away.

(Y/N): There you go. I hope you have recorded that they were attacking me first.

Jamie: Great doing business with you and don't worry, I have it in 4K.

(Y/N): New camera?

Jamie: Yep! It costs 200 dollars from all the money you gave me to record you beating them up in self defense, so they can't sue or expel you.

(Y/N): Thanks for that.

Jamie: No problem. That's what I'm paid for.

A rusty-looking motor home pulls up in front of the two. An elder man can be seen in the driver's seat.

(Y/N): Looks like my ride's here see you later.

Jamie: See you.

Jamie walks towards the bus station while (Y/N) opens the doors and greets his grandfather: Max Tennyson.

(Y/N): Hi grandpa, how are you?

Max: I'm doing great son are you ready for the trip.

(Y/N): Yep, I got all my stuff packed and ready. I have been looking forward to this trip!

He notices his cousin Gwen sitting down at the table reading a book.

(Y/N): What are you doing here? *To Max* What is SHE doing here?

Gwen: Take it easy, dweeb. This wasn't my idea. Somebody convinced my mom that "going camping for the summer would be a good way to take a break from studying all the time."

(Y/N): Grandpa, please. Tell me you didn't...

Max: I thought it would be fun if your cousin came along with us this summer. Is that a problem?

(Y/N): No, if she doesn't come near the kitchen.

Gwen: Hey, I'm good at cooking!

Max: Sorry sweetie, but (Y/N)'s right. Your banned from using the kitchen.

Gwen: Grandpa! I'm not that bad.

(Y/N) looks at Gwen with deadpan expression.

(Y/N): Gwen the last time we allowed you into the kitchen unsupervised you created a living grilled cheese sandwiches that tried to eat us.

Gwen: ...

Max chuckles quietly at the memory.

Max: Or the time you made meatloaf, even though I couldn't eat it.

Gwen: ... Just drive.

The Rustbucket starts driving away.

(Y/N): Aw, I can't believe it. I waited all school year to go on this trip, and now the queen of monster cooking is here.

Gwen: Hey! I had my own vacation already all planned out too, you know! (She pulls out a remarkably detailed schedule.) Each activity is color-coded, so I never do the same thing two days in a row.

(Y/N) stares at it, slack jawed. Before taking the schedule and throwing it out the window and then spraying Gwen with water.

Gwen: Hey (Y/N) stop that!

(Y/N): Gwen for the last time stop trying to micromanage everything.

Gwen: I don't do that.

(Y/N): You do that.

Gwen: I don't.

(Y/N): You do.

Gwen: I don't.

(Y/N): You do.

Both begin arguing while Max drives.

Max: *to himself* Something tells me it's gonna be a long summer...

The Rustbucket drives out onto Route 66. Later in the day, the trio of Tennysons gather in the woods around a table-bench. Max brings to the table a bowl full of pale, still-wriggling grub.

Max: Chow time!

(Y/N): Nice.

(Y/N) grabs a handful of the mealworms and eats them. Making Gwen look green as she tries to not puke.

Gwen: Eww, (Y/N)! What is this?

Max: Marinated mealworms. Hard to find them fresh in the States. You know, they're considered a delicacy in some countries.

Gwen: And totally gross in others? (Y/N) how can you even eat that?

(Y/N): I spend almost every summer with grandpa since I was 10, I got used to his cooking.

One of the worms falls out of the bowl and crawls on the table before (Y/N) grabs and eats it.

Max: If these don't sound good, I've got some smoked sheep's tongue in the fridge...?

Gwen: Urgh, couldn't we just have a pizza or hotdogs?

Gwen smile at Max while (Y/N) looks at him.

(Y/N): Do We have some soy sauce?

Max: Nonsense. This summer's gonna be an adventure for your taste buds Gwen! I'll grab the tongue and the soy sauce.

Max walks to the RV as Gwen pulls (Y/N) closer.

Gwen: Please when there are your days of cooking, please make something normal.

(Y/N): What do I get in return?

Gwen: I let you use my new laptop.

(Y/N) thinks for few seconds before deciding.

(Y/N): Deal and here.

(Y/N) gives Gwen a burrito.

Gwen: Thanks.

Gwen starts quickly eating the burrito before Max comes back.

Meanwhile

Vilgax's ship continues attacking the other, blasting lasers into the hull of it.

Robotic Lieutenant: Their propulsion systems have been destroyed.

Vilgax: Prepare to board! I want the Chaquetrix, now.

The smaller ship primes a laser blast and precisely fires it, directly hitting Vilgax's control room and engulfing it in a fiery explosion. Vilgax's ship immediately returns fire, charging a large blast that blows the small ship to pieces. From one of those pieces, a small pod ejects and flies down into Earth's atmosphere. (Y/N) and Gwen sit opposite each other at the campsite. (Y/N) plays on his Nintendo Switch with headphones on while Gwen types away at her laptop.

Max: Who wants to roast marshmallows?

(Y/N) takes off his headphones.

(Y/N): Sure, grandpa maybe later we can tell the scary stories.

Max: Sure, what about you Gwen?

Gwen: I'd like to, Grandpa, but I'm busy watching cooking videos maybe I will try few recipes when I have time.

Max and (Y/N): Oh god, please don't...

Max: Aww, come on Gwen, we're all in this together. You can mope around like this all summer, or we can have some fun. Now whaddya say?

Gwen: I vote for moping.

(Y/N): *getting up* I'm gonna take a walk and gather some firewood. I'll be back soon.

Max smiles as she remembers the first summer road trip, they had 8 years ago and this two wouldn't stop arguing.

(Y/N) walks through the woods with his hands in his pockets.

(Y/N): Ah what a nice night.

A meteor shoots across the sky and catches (Y/N)'s eye.

(Y/N): Whoa! A shooting star!

The "shooting star" instantly changes course, aiming straight for (Y/N).

(Y/N): Oh shit!

(Y/N) runs away, just as the meteor crashes right behind him; the shockwave launching (Y/N) and sending smoke and debris in the air. As it clears, (Y/N) stares at the glowing crater, getting to his feet.

(Y/N): Looks like a satellite or something...

The meteor's white-hot light fades. (Y/N) leans in at the edge of the crater, but the ground he's standing on crumbles beneath him, sending him sliding down.

(Y/N): Yaaaa-! *grunts*

He gets up, now with a full view of the pod. It opens itself before him, and with a beeping noise, a pink light in the shape of an 2 hearts shines from it. It spills out; revealing it to be the centerpiece of a watch-like device.

(Y/N): ...A watch? What's a watch doing in outer space?

(Y/N):, curious, stepping closer to the pod, outstretching his arm. As he does, the Chaquetrix suddenly leaps out of the pod and onto his wrist, latching itself to (Y/N).

(Y/N): Ahh! *shaking arm* Get off me! Get off, get off!

He frantically tries ripping it off his wrist, to the point of losing balance and falling over. He quickly climbs out of the crater and looks for something to help him take the watch off.

(Y/N): Better get back to the Rustbucket maybe grandpa has something that will help me.

Back at the trio's campsite

Max: Hm. (Y/N)'s been gone for a while. Well, I guess he can't get into too much trouble out here.

Gwen: Unless he found a bear again.

Max turns to Gwen.

Max: Let's hope not the last time that happened we had to pay a fine for (Y/N) killing the bear.

Gwen: Didn't you only had to pay half of it because (Y/N) didn't used any weapon?

Max: Yeah, it took police 3 weeks of investigating to find out how he did that.

(Y/N) tries to pry the strange watch off with a stick, but the stick breaks, angering him. He trips on a rock and falls , accidentally hitting a button on the side of the watch making its faceplate springs up.

(Y/N): Whoa!

He glances at the strange device. The faceplate's heart-shaped hourglass morphs into an inverted heart shape, showing encasing a black silhouette.

(Y/N): What's that?

(Y/N) looks down at the faceplate, and his eyebrows raise as he slowly presses it back down.

A bright pink flash of light engulfs (Y/N) and the area. As the light died down, (Y/N) rubs his eyes and sees nothing but the same woodland area.

(Y/N): Nothing happened.

(Y/N) looks at the pink watch and huffs.

(Y/N): Stupid watch. *Sigh* I should probably go back to Grandpa and Gwen...

(Y/N) bumps into a strange feminine figure in front of him.

(Y/N): Hey! What the-!

He looks at the figure as the figure looks at him. In front of him was a female made of burning rock.

(Y/N): What... The... Fuck...

To Be Continued

*Outro*

(Hope you enjoy the first chapter of my Chaquetrix story, my sexy readers. And with Valentine's Day on the way, expect a lot of love and action from this story. Credit to my co-author, Anon-reader667)