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D'Void's preciously hideous, frighteningly annoying, perpetually sobbing and shrieking baby Mary Sue Null Guardian things shriek-sobbed hysterically in their custom designed baby crib in the Null Void. They played with their many stuffed toys which they had. In their crib. In D'Void's amazing house slash citadel. In the Null Void!
Sigh.
"OH MY GOD, SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY!" he screamed.
He kicked the crib, propelling it through the ceiling and somewhere into the desolate void of the Null Void. A few awkward moments passed. He bit his lip.
"Oops, that was HIGHLY out of character for me," he nervously muttered. "REDO!"
The scene reset.
D'Void inhaled through his nose and sighed deeply. He got back into character. Which, ironically, was getting out of character.
"My precious babbys! I have to go now and do D'Void-ish things. So be good. I love you." He pet them. "Kisses and other incessantly cooed baby gibberish!" He exited. "Now I have to go try to stop those two specific Helpers who always show up out of fucking nowhere from defeating me in Ben Tennyson's perpetual absence."
The sudden agonizing sound of his endlessly shrieking-sobbing baby Sues caused him to gasp and immediately run back to them.
"Oh, you fuckers again," he yelled upon witnessing Helen and Manny, the very Helpers who he had discussed to the audience earlier, snatching up his precious little babies' cuddle toys like the mean jerks they are and running away with them.
"YOU SUCK, D'VOID!" Manny shouted. He barrel-rolled down the stairs again.
"This story sucks," Helen observed. She shrugged. "Whatever! See you until the next pointless story featuring us as shallow plot devices." She turned up her nonexistent nose with a "hmmph!" and quickly exited. Using quickly to describe her exit seems redundant, but I did it anyway.
"What the fuck was the point?" D'Void wondered while throwing up his hands.
He then returned his fingers to his ears in an attempt to drown out his perpetually shrieking, sobbing nightmare babies. Whom he loved dearly with every available molecule and atom of his existence. He looked around. Realization hit him in the face like a bunch of reeking acidic projectile vomit. That was partly because one of his precious freak babies had projectile vomited its acidic spew onto his face.
"Right," D'Void muttered, hanging his head. "Curse you, fandom. CURSE YOU!"
His anguished cry echoed throughout the Null Void. Along with all the perpetual intensely kawaii weeaboo insanity fetish based sobbing.
TheEND!