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"Haa, this fucking tv." I sighed aloud as I rested my head against my hand, while shooting a side eye at the now constant green dot on my tv's screen, that had previously gone away after it warmed up.
'Well not much I can do about it.' I thought to myself as I tapped my finger against the green dot hoping by some miracle it would go away while putting on the original Ben 10 series.
Watching the series from the beginning, I enjoyed how Ben Tennyson threw a paper airplane at the back of his teacher's head and then sank down into his desk's chair.
"Hahaha." I laughed softly, enjoying the chemistry and banter between Ben and Gwen.
It was cute how they expressed how greatly they care for one another, even if it was mostly through sharp and sassy insults.
Which was pretty much the norm between my family as well, though in this case I could tell it was mostly in part due to their respective environments.
Mostly from Ben being bullied and his parents not doing their job by explaining things to him, and instead acting like his friends.
Where Gwen was ostracized by her peers for being smarter and more active than them, so when the two were put together they clashed and insulted one another.
'I think…I'm reading too much into a cartoon.' I thought to myself and shrugged away my thoughts while trying to get back into my show but the annoying green dot kept drawing my attention.
I found that I couldn't take my attention away from the green dot on the screen, it seemed to be directly in my line of sight, while also slowly dimming and growing in intensity in tune with the show.
Finding myself leaning forward, my hand extended, my middle finger making contact with the screen first which I double tapped in rapid succession.
The dot suddenly turned into a film that tinted the entire tv screen.
"Fuck" I said aloud my voice coming out sounding almost like a growl as I looked at the now entirely green tinted screen.
Out of my own special brand of stupidity, I pressed my finger against the screen.
'What?' I wondered to myself, as instead of what I expected to happen, which was for my finger to be stopped by a hard screen and the sound of thin glass and plastic cracking/creaking…instead of what common sense tells me should happen, the reality was that my finger sunk into the screen.
'It almost feels like…liquid.' I thought to myself as my closed fist followed my finger into the screen, soon I was mid forearm deep into the tv screen before the implications of what all this meant started to dawn on me.
'Holy shit! This is just like in my tv items ff.' I thought to myself as my heart started to race and a cold sweat started across my body. My vision started to blur like on an old tube TV when the signal was bad.
The world around me started to feel like it was spinning, as I became light headed, a prickly feeling started at the back of my neck as my arm continued to sink into the screen.
Then I felt something cold snap onto my wrist, there was a quick feeling of something sharp penetrating my skin.
'Shit, I'm gonna pass out.' I thought to myself as I felt the familiar feeling close to a seizure starting, just before I lost consciousness, I managed to rip my hand back out of the screen hearing something metallic slapping against the glass tv-stand.
I started coming back to consciousness, my head feeling light and airy, my sensitivity to light ramped way up making me squint my eyes.
'Fuck me, I'm so thirsty right now.' I thought to myself but my body felt so I didn't trust myself to try and reach for the water bottle on the stand.
With my previous experience with seizures, I knew my body would currently collapse under any load I might try to put on it, so even though my throat was aching for a drink of water, I decided to continue waiting until I felt the weakness dissipate.
'Shit man, It's been years…since the last time I had a seizure, luckily for me that was just a baby one. and that I didn't do any damage or soil myself, and stayed in the chair.' I thought to myself relieved that I didn't piss or shit my pants.
After waiting a good half an hour or so I started to try to move my right arm, which was currently resting against the now warm glass of the tv stand.
Hearing the sound of something metallic dragging along glass, and being surprised by both the noise and that my arm was seemingly being weighed down by something heavy, the weight was concentrated around my wrist, turning my head to the right slightly, before tilting it downwards which allowed me to get a good view of my arm.
"Holy..FUCK ! ! !" I shouted in amazement and shock since on my wrist was none other than the Omnitrix , the original one from the original series.
'Man, this is either one vivid dream, or I died earlier and got put into a version of heaven.' I thought to myself as I lifted my arm and brought it to rest against my large stomach, looking down in awe at the alien device on my wrist, that looked so real and life-like a lot better than the one used in the first live action Ben 10 movie.
"Haahaha." I chuckled slightly at that thought as I continued to inspect one of the most overpowered devices in cartoon history.
Pressing the little green button underneath the dial that was pointed towards me, acting out the motion like Ben does in the cartoon, I was amazed when the dial popped up with the activation chime sounding in my ears.
Inside of the green lit diamond shape, there was a black silhouette of the selected alien transformation, the green backlighting highlighting the black silhouette of Fourarms.
I kept turning the dial cycling through the different alien transformations available to me in the original playlist.
I wouldn't say I was too disappointed that I only had the ten original alien transformations available to me but I guess I kinda hoped I'd not only have Ben's original omnitrix's playlist but also the ones, Ben either unlocks or adds to his playlist throughout the original series.
'This has to be a dream.' I thought to myself, feeling mystified by the device on my wrist.
"Well, if this is a dream…best not to let it go to waste, and I'm sure it won't hurt to try it out, right?" I asked myself quietly, my voice carrying both amusement and an urge to cause some Ben Tennyson inspired mayhem.
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