I don't own any Ben 10 characters, nor do I claim. And now I'm doing the same thing, only in a far more intentionally amusing way. Oh, the circular tragedy of it all.
The screaming, shrieking, sobbing nightmares that D'Void, formerly Doctor Animo, had inexplicably taken as his own lifeblood kin and devoted all his time and affection to flew at his feet and did what they did best. Which was, in case you had forgotten during those 85 or so other stories, perpetually shrieking and sobbing. And absolutely NOTHING ELSE.
"Hey, watch it, the rebel-boos might hurt you and then I'll sob until I die of dehydration," said D'Void while looking rather bored.
They screamed until he let them out to play. Because Null Guardians did that. Especially the BABY ones. FUCKING BABIES!
Helen and Manny appeared out of thin air to further the plot, prompting D'Void to go into shock and worry about his preciously infuriating hideous infants.
"OH NOES," he cried out. "The shallow plot devices are here to do bad things that make me cry!"
"Stupid line of dialogue," Manny shouted.
Helen just smiled vapidly and waved like the Queen of England.
Sure enough, Manny shot one of the ugly babies. It died until it was dead. Then he and Helen ran away, their purpose in the story complete.
D'Void had an expensive funeral for the baby-thing. He sobbed near the grave site in the cemetery that the Null Void had behind his citadel. Because it did.
"I have to poop now," D'Void said.
He fell over. He shit his pants. He cried some more.
Story.
The End