"No, Dad! I'm Ben 10,000, and you're Vilgax." Five year-old Kenny reiterated, grabbing the Ben action figure from his father's hand and replacing it with the10" plastic alien conqueror.
"Why do I always have to be Vilgax?" Ben muttered, eyeing the toys disdainfully. This was the last time he'd let Gwendolyn handle his licensing deals. I guess you're not a superhero these days until you're marketable. They didn't even get my chin right...
"Grr! You're going down, weirdo!" exclaimed Kenny in his best imitation growl, bashing the Ben figure into the Vilgax one.
"Hey, I wasn't ready!"
"Heroes always get a head start! Pow!"
The plastic hero and supervillian went on to battle valiantly for five minutes (Kenny's favorite part was when his Dad flew through the air and knocked Vilgax into the trash can), until Vilgax's head popped off and Kenny decided that the super-battle would be much more interesting if headless-Vilgax and Ben 10,000 continued their fight in Candyland. This meant that they'd actually have to find their copy of Candyland, and if you'd ever seen Kenny's room...
"Vilgax has nothing on you, kiddo." said Ben, leaning over and gently chucking Kenny under the chin, hysterical tears still leaking from his eyes at the thought of duking it out with Vilgax in a gumdrop forest.
"Help me find Kangaroo Commando and Kevin 11." replied Kenny as he lifted up his bedspread and scanned the rumpled sheets for his next contestants. "They're fighting, too."
A/n: Gotta say, I completely adore Kenny after today's episode. Right now, I could write an epic about him, Devlin, and the rest of the crazy new Tennyson family. But first, we get a father-son moment with a slightly younger Kenny. :D First finished fic in a long time and it feels sosogood.
(Disclaimer: I don't own Ben 10.)