I do not own any Ben 10 characters, nor do I claim to. Goodness me, I need to create my own ridiculous freak Mary Sue to ship with my fictional baby daddy. I feel like I'm missing out.
"Oh no, my precious Mary Sue baby is dying yet again," D'Void announced to the audience stupidly. "My poor, poor precious baby-thing! I loved you so much. I will never leave your side. Because I couldn't even if I wanted to. Seriously." He slumped his shoulders and hung his head. "It's quite exhausting."
The baby-thing shrieked and sobbed hysterically as he rubbed its tender little belly. With all the attached parasites, diseased skin, stench, and wetness. It's cute. Repulsively...freakishly...cute. Oops, I threw up in my mouth a little bit.
The baby-thing continued to perpetually shriek-sob-scream-belch-whine-fart-vomit, perpetually. As in, unending. Ongoing. Forever. Never ceasing. That's all it fucking does. Oh, and it was clutching tightly to one of its special little chew toys which was a stuffed animal piggie. It looked real cute and stuff. And then the baby-thing's long tongue lashed out, slapped on the side of D'Void's handsome asshole bastard face, probably to lick off his delicious tears of perpetual insane suffering, and then died tragically with the sound of a wet fart. Oh, the humanity.
"MY BABY!" D'Void sobbed hysterically before breaking down further and sobbing even more hysterically. "I AM SO ALONE!"
He threw himself onto the corpse and sobbed still more hysterically. He sobbed so hysterically, he had a brain aneurism and tragically died alongside his freakishly annoying eternally hellspawning Mary Sue baby.
Which means, yes, you guessed it...more stories like this yet to come. Hold on to your butts.
THE END