I don't own any Ben 10 characters, nor do I claim. If you can't connect the dots to all my various obsessive fetishes by now, you're not paying attention.
D'Void, our impossibly sexy beefcake slash lord and semi-undisputed master of the Null Void and dear old daddy to two, sometimes three or possibly more because I lost count a long time ago, hideously irritating Null Guardian Mary Sue babies, came in and watched them sleeping in their little custom designed baby crib which they had. It was inexplicably lovingly stocked with little blankies and stuffy toys. Because it's cute and stuff. D'aww. Logic need not apply to the situation when fluffy cuteness is involved.
But wouldn't you know, they began sobbing hysterically like they do in every other story like this. They chewed their favorite blankie and ruined it.
"Oh no, poor babies! They love me so, and I love them," he said while bashing himself on the top of the head with a comically oversized mallet. "They just never stop their hysterical shrieking! But gosh, do I love it! But I should find a way to stop that grating noise before my ears bleed." He hit himself harder in an attempt to lessen the pain, perhaps knock himself into a peaceful coma.
In his massive unbound genius, he developed a cartoon light bulb over his head, complete with accompanying DING sound effect. He pointed upward.
"Ah ha! I have the solution to end this nightmarish cryfest! For the moment, anyway!"
He took off his cape and his ugly babies used it as a new blankie. D'Awwwwwww! So cute.
Unfortunately, they soon developed a distinction to his scent and found it quite delectable. They jumped out of their baby crib and began to pursue his delicious hunky beefiness around the room.
"WHYYYYYYYY GOD, WHYYYYYYYYYYYYY," D'Void yelled as his precious malevolent babies knocked him down and began chewing upon his firm buttocks.
The END