I don't own any Ben 10 characters, nor do I claim. Those canon Nazis can go straight to hell if they don't like it. The plebes. They don't know anything! Not like I obviously do. I shall passive-aggressively insult them from the safety of my many criticism blocked accounts and they will once again feel the intense sting of my vast wit.
D'Void clutched his precious Mary Sue baby Null Guardians tightly as he ran away from random rebel forces who had showed up to attack him and his precious baby Mary Sue Null Guardians while they were innocently wandering about aimlessly within the Null Void.
Tragically, one of them lost her adorable cuddle toy in the process. She began sobbing hysterically. GOD HELP US ALL, we can't get away from that recurrent line.
"Oops, sorry, my widdle babbys," D'Void cooed at them.
The ugly Sue tried to swipe another cutesy-wootsy cuddle toy from its fellow Sue. But they got into a brawl.
"Stop being a selfish brat, you selfish brat!" D'Void scolded. "Er, I mean, don't worry, honey-bunny, baby, sweetie pie. I'll cuddle you and you can snuggle me! Because...it's cute." He laid down, curled into a fetal position, and allowed his precious baby Sue to gnaw on his head. "I love doing this," he assured himself in repetitive chant form. But it wasn't working. He began to break down. "Oh, why? Why was I drawn with LONG, LUXURIOUS, WEEABOO BAITING WHITE BISHONEN VILLAIN HAIR?" He cried softly to himself.
Ben stuck his head in the room. "In this case, the term is biseinen," he whispered while wearing an impossible wide and very smug smile.
"Shut up, Tennyson," D'Void openly sobbed. "Go away. You're not even supposed to be here!"
"I know," Ben whispered more softly, his deranged smile growing larger. "That's why I am." He leaned down and ran his fingers through D'Void's hair.
"Ah, get the fuck off me!" D'Void threw the nubile young boy from his person while shuddering violently. "We're not even a crack pairing! Nobody ships us, so knock that off."
"I ship us. In my head," Ben moaned. He wiggled his tongue.
"Ben, stop fucking trolling!" Gwen yelled from through the portal hole. "It's not like Animo hasn't got enough to deal with in both related fanfiction and these accompanying deconstructive, destructive parodies. Give the poor bastard a break."
"I don't wanna," Ben said, crossing his arms. "He doesn't deserve it! He's an insufferable dickstain."
"It's true," D'Void said mournfully while toeing the ground with his boot. "If only more people who claim to like me but actually don't when you exclude all the purely aesthetic based worship and invented fantasy traits that go along with it believed it."
Loki showed up, along with every other absurdly mischaracterized villain in every fandom ever who just so happens to be a white guy of vague attractiveness and little regard towards the suffering of others. "You and us all, brother!" they cried in booming seductive baritone.
"What a bunch of losers," Ben grumbled.
He jumped back through the portal and went to fight Vilgax, who in comparison to everyone else was much less of an annoying whiny Black Hole Sue attracting bitch.
The End