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A captive D'Void who was presumably not beaten by our usual beloved jackass of a hero, Ben Tennyson, sat within his bleak jail cell. He looked properly annoyed at being there. Manny showed up to spew his constant boring lines retelling the more canonical events of Voided. And to gloat at the unfortunate prisoner. Of course, D'Void was only concerned about his precious Null Guardians. The ones his control over had expired almost instantly once Ben froze the furnace, thus cutting off his super powered power supply and ending his reign of ruthless terror. But...that didn't happen here. That would make it really hard to engage in cute and fluffy absurdly tragic obsessive sobbing over Mary Sues. We can't have that.
"My babies! Where are my precious babies!" he yelled with little tears welling up in the corners of his sad, sad, incredibly sympathetic wooby destroyer of worlds puppy dog eyes.
"What the hell do you THINK happened to them, genius? They died tragically again," Helen said. She emptied a duffel bag onto the floor. It contained the thankfully, er, tragically lifeless bodies of his precious hideous Mary Sue baby Null Guardians. "Now start crying hysterically."
So he did. He cried with such a force that it was like a small twin firehouse spraying from his eye sockets.
"I'm sorry, it's so very tragic, yada yada," Helen said. She yawned. She kicked the carcasses into D'Void's cell.
He sobbed hysterically for hours. And hours. And hours, and hours.
"Why'd you do that, Helen?" Manny ranted as he piled cotton balls into his ear holes. "Now we've gotta listen to this fetishy ass nonstop masturbation based bawling for weeks! Not like we don't have to listen to it enough already as it is!"
Helen shrugged. "My bad?"
The WAH-WAH music played while a laugh track roared in the background.
The End