Bros In Space

1x17 - Bros in Space There it is Revonnah. Bet you're glad to get home, huh, Rook? I am. I have not participated in the harvest in some time, and it will be good for you to dig in - and get your hands dirty. - Whatever. Being a hero is all about working with my hands. Humungousaur boom. Shocksquatch boom. Not quite what I meant. Right. Fieldwork. Can't wait. You will love Revonnah at harvest time. We have majestic, rugged terrain. Oh, and the people you will see them. Revonnahganders are gentle, peace-loving farmers. They will welcome you with open arms. Not exactly open arms, Rook. Ben 10 he's a kid, and he wants to have fun but when you need a superhero, he gets the job done Ben 10 with a device that he wears on his arm he can change his shape and save the world from harm when trouble's taking place he gets right in its face Ben 10 when lives are on the line it's hero time Ben 10 I thought you folks were peaceful farmers! It is the opening of the harvest. For millennia, my people have launched fires during the harvest to fend off the mindless, crop-destroying rodents. Oh. Blowing stuff up to celebrate, I can get behind, as long as we're not one of the things that explodes. Behold the fruit of Revonnah Amber Ogia. - Ahhhh. - Ew! There's other stuff to eat besides Amber whatever, right? We have many different recipes for it. Great. Hey. We're pretty high up here. - Rook - Blanko! - Welcome! - Welcome home! Our space-Traveling brother. All the neighbors saw you land! Meet my sisters Rook Shi, Rook Shim, and the eldest, Rook Shar. Big family. Young one! You have grown! I would like you all to meet Ben 10! I cannot believe Ben 10 is right here on Revonnah! The outworld tesser-bursts are full of all of your wondrous exploits! Don't understand that, but it sounds great! I see you've allowed yourself to come home for harvest, Rook Blanko. My parents Rook Da and Rook Bralla. Thank you for allowing me to stay with you. What is he doing? I believe it is called a bow an Earth custom. Mm. I thought earthlings shook hands. I don't think your dad likes me. Relax. This is not about you. So, all of this food is made from that stuff? Yes. The entire meal is made of Amber Ogia. Even the table was made from the resin. What does it feel like to transform? Sort of like a good stretch. If any of you have a favorite alien, just let me know. You are eating with a back scratcher. Oh. Forgive me, Rook Bralla, but I saw Rook Blanko return, and I wanted to be the first t Oh. Hello. Rayona. You look well. Might you accompany me to the harvest festival? I do not know the plans of my houseguest, but I will see you there. It looks to be a fair harvest. The harvest would be fairer if our eldest son were around more. The muroids have been unusually aggressive, taking more than the amount we set aside by custom. - Muroids? - The rodents. We use their droppings to fertilize the crop. Father Rook Blanko? Remember me? Would you go to the Pardon me. We're eating dinner. - Not even possible. - Every girl in the region used to be after our brother, but he only had eyes for Rayona. - Come on. Rook?! - You sound surprised. This guy? Mr. Uptight McStifferson? Enough! We exist to coax Amber Ogia from the stone and to keep the muroids away, not to bring foolish girls to the window or off-worlders to the supper table even small, weak ones like him. Dude, I'm sitting right here. I will get it. Muroids! Blanko, have you ever seen anything like it? What? That muroid at the window. It stood on two legs. Ben! Do a transformation! - Do them all! Please? - Actually, I'm kind of tired just flew across the universe. Yes. Oh, yes. I am tired, as well Ben. Oh! Your show is on tonight! I have a show? It is only an outworld tesser-burst set. Rook Da says the extranet will rot your brain. Spormax to solenoid, your alien organic technomites will threaten Earthville no more! Come, Gwevin, my space chimp! We celebrate victory with a blended-beverage offering. Unthinkable! Did that really happen? Not exactly. Go to sleep, young one. claws will make me run now! Is there another episode? Not only is Amber Ogia our food, it also serves as fuel for our lamps, flares, vehicles We grind it into grain Can you transform into something now? Slapstrike? Unitaur? The ones in that show? I, uh, left those in my other Omnitrix. This'll be a lot easier without all that rock in the way. - Ta-da! - Yay! Yay! Your Earth friend is breaking stone that stood for a hundred lifetimes! And the spilled Amber Ogia will only attract more muroids! - My bad. - Yes. That was your girlfriend? Yeah, right. More believable than your Alien X stories. Hey, you've seen Alien X. Yes. And now you have seen Rayona. It's like I don't even know you. Oh, no! Hurry! Here they come! Ben! Gro-o-o-o-ss! Muroids! On two legs? Attacking in daylight? Unthinkable! Be gone, rodents! - Come on, Ben! - Easy for you to say! You're not covered in rat slobber! Now we're talking! And that's how to get your hands dirty. - Locust! - Locust! That is not Take him down! Stop! Hey! Stop! Hey! Good guy! Just saved your crop! These are farmers, and we have enough pests around. I was just trying to help. I will watch him closely. Ben, I think it would be best not to transform for a while. Yeah. Wouldn't want to accidentally turn into eatle. A good first day's work. Look at the size of those things. They are not that big when you consider that they hold a year's supply of food, fuel, and material goods for the surrounding farms. They are back! Bro! First they stand on two legs, now this? I'm not sure this is a good idea. Bro! Bro! Bro! Bro! Most unusual. Muroids eat food where it lies. Yes. Much is strange about these rodents. Yeah, you'd better run! Thank you for helping protect the silo for doing it without changing your shape. Anytime. It's harvest time. Plenty more where that came from, right? The muroids, the harvest, the entire Revonnahgander way has been corrupted. My own son is destroying the balance that has existed since history began. Perhaps Ben and I should track the muroids to their nest. Go, then! And do not bother coming back until you're ready to join this family and send that outworlder home! Relax. This is not about you. For what it's worth, I was starting to like harvesting. Perhaps I should not have come back. Revonnah's traditions seem to be ending. Come on. Earth has had a lot bigger problems than giant rats in helmets. You do not have Amber Ogia. It is the perfect material. It do taste better than it looks. Amber Ogia can feed a space fleet, clothe it, fuel it. Any two-bit lowlife or petty dictator might steal our Ogia and threaten the galaxy. Let's not get carried away. Bro! Bro! Bro! Bro! Bro! Fistrick! Okay, so you were right about the two-bit-lowlife thing. I am your emancipaver the great ah, you dumb rats only know the one word. Bros! Bonding time! Wussup, bro? Now take your sick new gear, get in your harvesters, and bring me every one of those Amber Oglio berries and show those hicks how it's done! Right?! With enough Amber Ogia, even Fistrick could wage a galactic war. Or sell it to someone who will. Machine harvesters will tear the Amber Ogia away - and ruin those fields forever. - You go warn the farmers. I'll take care of Fistrick. Agreed. Hey, reject! What the? Ben 10? That you, bro? These boots got super-good insulation. How did you get to Revonnah? I know a guy. How do you know about Amber Ogia? I know a guy who knows a guy! And the harvesters? Oh, wait, wait, wait. Let me guess, eh? You know a guy? Knew a guy. Past tense. Father! Mother! Muroids! Muroids! Rook Blanko! You were out all night. No matter. The muroids are coming in force! This is the end of the Revonnahgander way. What have you done? Ben and I did not bring this threat to Revonnah. Everyone, use your launchers! Use your scythes! Use your fists if you know how! Aim for the muroid, not the machine! Techadon starbeam platform. Totally thrashes planets good. And before you ask, I got it from a different guy, and he's past tense, too. You brought me here to gloat? What are you, dense? Turns out that Aglio Olio stuff is the perfect fuel for this thing. Soon as I'm loaded up, hundreds of worlds are gonna have to do things the Fistrick way, and Ben I'm gonna smack that stupid grin right off you! Any minute now, eh? - Where is this "Fist-trick" from? - Um, Earth. Where you come from? - I am from Revonnah! - Then fight like a Revonnahgander! With your permission, father, I will fight as I please. Blanko, where are they going? Wherever it is, Ben had better be there kicking the butt. I am serious. I am so kicking your butt. You don't got time, bro. It took me months to train them for that. Power up the starbeam. I want to pop a few planets. Ooh! Inhabited just the way I like 'em. Come on. Come on! There it is. Bro! - You missed. - You are gonna pay for that. Luckily, I know a guy who's gonna kick your teeth in. Present tense. Bro! No! Come back, you cowards! Oh! You're gonna pay for that, too, chump! Wha? You are so obnoxious! Bro. Me and blasters are usually a bad mix. But Ogia and blasters are even worse. The land has been kind. Despite our losses, the harvest is plentiful. Blanko, without tradition, you are nothing. But without you, tradition itself could not have survived. Then tradition and I are even. Come back next harvest, son. But, please, keep your friend very, very far from here. - Of course. - Hey, look, Rook. I'm the harvest king! More like the harvest queen. You!