OP Loves Their Irritating Baby Sues
By: I'm Not Wearing Any Pants
Please bash the audience over the heads with your freakishly obsessive self-serving devotion to them several hundred more times. I don't think they get it. Or care.

I don't own any Ben 10 characters, nor do I claim. D'Void is the soulless prop for vicariously giving my annoying Mary Sues the obscene glorification no one else but me will give them. Good thing this is a public website and no one can stop me from spamming them down everyone's throat. Exhibitionism, hurrah. Also you can interchange these obnoxious self-insert shits with any other character I've ever written because they're all the fucking same. No, really. Try it sometime. It's hilarious.

"Daddy's here, my hideous babies," D'Void sobbed to his baby Sue monstrosities as he coughed up blood.

He was once again struck by a nameless unknown affliction that seems to come and go as the plot requires. He shivered and shuddered and moaned under his security blanket in his goose down queen sized bed he had in the Null Void.

"Oh woe as me, I've been afflicted by yet another mysterious illness in the face of my nigh-invulnerability the original author refuses to acknowledge because it'll wipe out all the inane tragedy sobfests from the equation and they'd have nothing to justify writing hundreds of terrible and poorly disguised self-insert Ben 10 fanfictions about, just like they did with the Secret Saturdays years ago."

The disgusting baby Sue Null Guardians flew into his room, squealing. They threw a shroud over him. He pulled it away.

"Hey, slow down, I'm not dead yet, you slithery assholes!"

They shrieked louder with urgency.

"Okay, now I'm dead."

He laid down, trying not to corpse. He failed once he reflected upon how stupid all this was and broke into silent chuckles.

Hours later, he turned into a zombie and resurrected. He dug himself out of his grave while groaning. He heard the shriek-sobs of his formerly beloved Black Hole Sue babies.

"Braaaaaaaaaaaains," he groaned. "I mean...baaaaaaaabies." He stuck his arms out and began to shuffle slowly in the direction of the familiar shrieks.

He found them sitting on his bed, watching his TV and eating his chocolate cake with sporks and paper plates. Little did he know that they were the ones who had been sneaking arsenic into his food so they could rule over the Null Void themselves.

"You glory-hogging little shits," he groaned. "I'm gonna eat your nonexistent brains!"

He chased them around the room as they shrieked and sobbed. But since he was a zombie and very slow, he never caught them. They kept going around in circles, screaming and crying and groaning for all eternity.

The End