Ben 10 Porn Story: Ben 10 Reality Alien Show Chapter 18

Ben
10: Reality Alien Show

Day
Seventeen: Toot

Me: Good morning to
you all! Wakey wakey time! (pushes red buzzer)

My sister: Oh just
shut up

Gwen: (yawns) Its
like four in the morning!

Charmcaster: Yeah! We
all wake up at seven, right?

Gwen: (looks from side
to side) Hey, I dont hear Bens obnoxious complains.

Charmcaster: Perhaps
the imbecile is still asleep.

Me: (evilly) Or
perhaps hes lost in outer space.

Gwen: Yes! Finally!

Charmcaster: SO why did
you wake us all up?

My sister: Im
going back to sleep(dozes off)

Me: Okay, which one
of you guys threw off the little alien from yesterday?

Gwen: Not me. I think
it was your sister.

Charmcaster: Yeah, it
was the sleeping head.

Gwen: Why?

Me: Ummm.(holds
up little alien who is screaming and thrashing around)

L.A: Remember me?
You guys totally threw me off yesterday! I cant believe it! You
guys sicken me!

Charmcaster: Actually,
you sicken us.

L.A.: Who cares, you
toot-ing girl!

Gwen: Toot?

My sister: (covering
head under pillow) Hey, who farted?

L.A.: I did not fart
you toot-! I cant believe you did that to me when all I did was
stay here! You guys are so toot-ing stupid! toot- -toot-!

My sister: Hey, hey!
Stop the farting!

L.A.: Im not
farting! You are such a dumb toot-!

Gwen: So why is this
alien saying that? I mean, the censorship isnt needed much since
this is a K+ rated fic!

Me: Thats where
youre wrong. The writer refuses to write anything with bad
language in it. If she did, it would be rated T.

Charmcaster:
Okayyy..Now how do we make this alien shut up?

Gwen: Isnt shut
up bad language?

Me: No, it isnt.
It is just mean. Mean does not necessarily make it bad language.

Charmcaster: You
couldve used more conjunctions.

Gwen: Yup. Charmcaster
is mean

Charmcaster: What? Of
course you think Im mean, princess.

Me: So alien, whats
with the toot-language?

L.A.: Why? Youre
questioning my toot-ing language?

Me: Yes.

L.A.: Well, Im
just so angry that you threw me off board yesterday, you toot-!

Me: Oho! You did not
just call me, toot!

L.A.: Yeah, I said
-toot- not toot!

Me: Who cares about
the difference? Stop that right now!

L.A.: Why should I,
-toot-?

A fight rages on and
in the end

Me: Ha! (carries
L.A. by the head and throws him out with the garbage disposal)

L.A.: Youll never
get rid of meeeeeeeeee! (is sucked into another vortex)

Me: Oh well, another
day of lunacy. I hope you enjoyed! Bye!