I don't own anything from Ben 10. This might as well be canon. Why? Because I say so. Commence haughty laughter!
Psyphon, former sneering semi-competent servant to the great and powerful Lord Vilgax, found himself wandering aimlessly in Bellwood's cozy upper middle class overly white suburban area. He had no idea how he'd gotten there, or why he was wandering so aimlessly. He tried to come up with a decent explanation for Vilgax when he met up with him.
"I'm going to kill Ben Tennyson for my master, Vilgax," said Psyphon. "He probably won't sleep with me. But I bet he will secretly think I'm cool. That's a form of validation! I can live with that!" He started to cry out of preemptive happiness. He clasped his hands together. "Oh, lord Vilgax. I'll make you proud!"
Ben appeared in the street conveniently at that moment, stuffing his face with some chili fries and drinking a smoothie. He didn't so much as blink when he saw Psyphon come flying at him with a crazed and desperate look in his eyes. "Oh, hey Psyphon," he said simply.
"YAAAAH, DIE, BEN TENNYSON!" Psyphon fired his wrist blasters frantically. All of them missed Ben. In his confusion, Psyphon went flying into a parked car. He got knocked out.
"Wow. Hit by a parked car," Ben said while shaking his head. "And I thought Doctor Animo was a loser. He's got nothing on you, Psyphon. Thanks for the laugh!" Ben giggled before he shoved more chili fries into his mouth and chewed loudly. He walked away.
Psyphon laid there, unconscious and with black liquid leaking from the side of his head. He dreamed about getting humped by Vilgax. Too bad it was always in his dreams.
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