Ben 10 is the property of Man of Action. Writing things hilariously out of character and asserting that it is in character turns me on like nobody's business.
Doctor Animo wandered into his living room one rainy evening with a bowl of chili. Just as he took a spoonful and blew on it, a small figure came crashing through his window. Doctor Animo raised a brow before putting the spoon into his mouth.
The figure was an extremely short balding blonde dude. He looked up at Doctor Animo, revealing dark shades and a bit of scarring on his face.
"HEY, IT'S ME, SUBLIMINO!" Sublimino screamed in his standard no indoor voice.
"I know who you are," Doctor Animo said through a mouthful of chili. "What the fuck are you doing in my residence, you little freak?"
"Bothering you for comedic relief, apparently," Sublimino said while brushing his pants off after he stood.
"Well, get out," Doctor Animo said. "I don't like it when idiots bother me, in case you haven't noticed." He pointed a clawed nail towards the doorway.
"I can't go back out. It's raining. Rain will mess my hair," said Sublimino, frowning widely. "Plus I have astraphobia. I don't know where that trait came from, but it's a real bitch, let me tell you." Thunder crashed outside, causing Sublimino to gasp and cower.
Doctor Animo pointed to his frowning face. "Does this look like the face of a man who gives any kind of shit about your problems?"
"I don't know, it's kinda dark with these on," Sublimino said innocently, pointing to his own sunglasses.
Doctor Animo set down his bowl of chili and advanced towards Sublimino quite threateningly. He picked up the midget man and threw him back out the broken window from whence he arrived.
"That takes care of that," Doctor Animo said. He was about to resume his meal when he noticed the bowl was missing. He heard a distinct sound of loud chewing, followed it into the kitchen, and gasped when he saw Sublimino standing there, devouring his chili. "What the shit? How'd you get back in here!?"
"The back door was unlocked." He resumed stuffing spoonfuls of chili into his mouth.
Doctor Animo grabbed at his hair with both hands and yelled a bunch of unintelligible angry gibberish. He ran at Sublimino and grabbed him once again. He opened the back door and threw him out, along with the chili bowl which was now tainted.
"AND STAY OUT!" Doctor Animo yelled before slamming the door.
He turned around. Sublimino was there, smiling at him. He waved. "Hi, roomie."
"Aaaaaaaaaugh!" Doctor Animo recoiled, arms out protectively. "What the fuck! How do you keep doing that?!"
"I'm a stage performer," he said nonchalantly while glancing at his fingernails. "We all have our techniques. So, what's for dinner? That chili was pretty shit, to tell the truth. Could have used more spice."
"No," Doctor Animo stated firmly. "Get out!"
"Aw, come on, I don't take up much space," Sublimino pleaded.
"I don't care. You're annoying," said Doctor Animo. "And you consume four times your own weight in food." He walked into the bedroom and retrieved his Transmodulator. "If you won't leave on your own volition, then you'll leave in another way."
He mutated a nearby frog in a tank. The frog grew to malicious proportions. Doctor Animo sicced it on his unwanted house guest. It slurped up the annoying little man and swallowed him whole.
"Wow. This story actually has a happy ending," Doctor Animo said as he smiled. "For once!"
(End)