Pointless Nonsense En Mass

by I'm Not Wearing Any Pants

I write the most stories, therefore I am the greatest writer. It doesn't matter that they're completely uninteresting, offensively out of character, centered around my own irritating Mary Sues and creepy personal fetishes, and frequently less than a paragraph long. Quantity over quality. That's my motto and I'm sticking to it, plebes.

I don't own any Ben 10 characters, nor do I claim.

Our beloved Doctor Animo appeared with no build up as to why or where. We join him in media res, riding upon one of his mutant froggies. Ben and Gwen were also there. Just...because. It's hard to establish a competent reason for anything. It's much easier to place figure A near figure B after aimlessly wandering for hours and go from there. I am the best writer of Ben 10 related fanfiction. Did I remind everyone of that today?

"Now I shall kill you a lot, Ben Tennyson! And cousin," Doctor Animo declared.

He ordered his frog to jump in every pile of leaves that Ben had been raking. They scattered everywhere. Ben adopted a look of much offense seconds before it reverted to a look of the utmost boredom. He dropped the rake. He pulled out his script and began reading from it in a deadpan monotone.

"You messed up my chores. Now you will comically be forced to do them instead of me going hero and kicking your ass back to prison," Ben stated. He yawned.

"Okay," Doctor Animo agreed.

Gwen shook her head. She gestured with confusion. "Wait...that's it? Seriously? No fight? No crude humor jokes? No breaking down into hysterical sobbing? Nothing?"

Yep.

The End