[ Theme music plays ]
-♪ Ben 10! ♪ -♪ Ben 10! ♪
♪♪
"You took my spell book, and Michael,
and everything I loved,
and now I can't stand you and I will end, and --"
Aaah!
[ Grunts ]
That was "Ode to Hating Gwen So Much," number 68.
[ Applause ] Thanks.
Feels good to get that off my chest.
Revenge would feel even better,
but without that spell book, I have no magic.
[ Grunts ]
Charmcaster? What are you doing here?
Conning someone into doing your dirty work again?
Actually, I've been working alone,
and I'm more powerful than ever.
In fact, if I had to describe
myself in one word right now,
it would be "thriving."
Oh, yeah? Well, me too.
In fact, my one word would be, uh,
"beats Ben at everything."
I mean, uh...
Yeah, you better run!
Yep, thriving.
That's me.
What's this?
Oh, right, that thing my uncle gave me.
I no longer have need for this.
It may prove useful on your quest.
Rath heard that was a slam goin' on in here!
Hm? [ Grunts ]
Wrong kind of slam, genius.
[ Grunts ] Ben, a poetry slam
is where all the hip cats and Daddy-Os
gather to hear the words of our fellow man.
Uh-oh. That's our fellow man?
Uh, this is a poem about...
Wait, I don't remember writing this.
Rath: Boo!
Get off the stage!
Hm.
♪ When it comes to phat stacks of cash ♪
♪ Who here is rollin'? ♪
♪ Don't answer that ♪
♪ In fact, I checked all your wallets ♪
♪ And your pockets when you stepped in ♪
♪ I'm Kevin ♪
♪ On a scale of 1 to 10, I'll score 11 ♪
♪ But then here comes Ben ♪
♪ With his grandpa and Gwen to threaten me? ♪
♪ Please ♪ [ Growls ]
♪ Like I'm afraid of some superhero wannabe ♪
♪ Wanna be at subzero degrees 'cause ya freeze up ♪
♪ Seize up whenever I start to get mean ♪
♪ Aw, baby musta broke his alien machine ♪
♪ 'Cause he's the biggest, weakest, scaredy cat ♪
♪ That I've ever seen ♪
[ Clang ]
[ Groans ]
[ Grunts ]
Let me tell you somethin', Kevin E. Levin!
Rath is beating you at rap battle right now!
And if you don't like that, brother,
you're about to be in a world of hurt,
'cause Rath never rapped before,
but he is killin' it right now!
You're not rapping!
Don't you try to trick me!
'Cause you're jealous of Rath's skills!
No, just no part of this even rhymes.
Or do you just think screaming is rapping?
Rath thinks screaming is everything!
Oh, yeah!
Well, if Kevin thinks raps have to rhyme,
get ready for these sick beats!
[ Inhales deeply ]
♪ My name is Ben, and I am 10 ♪
♪ And I turn into an alien whenever I can ♪
♪ And if you think I won the rap battle ♪
♪ Then put your hands up ♪
♪ Put your hands up! ♪
Oh, Ben, honey, no.
Even your grandpa wants you off the stage.
[ Grunts ]
These losers do not deserve my...
This is not my writing!
"Alien names more cool than Ben's --"
XLRH8?
Four Harms?
You started it!
No, you started it!
Wait, is that...?
[ Grunting ] Quit it, you guys!
[ Gasps ] Gwen?!
No!
Not here, not like this!
[ Gasps ] That's Charmcaster!
I-Is something happening?
M-My hat's stuck. Ugh!
These poems in here are all just so emo!
I mean, come on.
"My soul is as dark as the night"?
"I cannot see at all"?
Huh? I can see!
[ Gasps ] I can't see!
"I wish the stars could give me sight."
Whoa! I can see!
"But they would only fall.
Oh!
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide,
the way I feel, I'm trapped inside!"
Huh? Her amulet.
It's actually responding...
To poetry?
Well, if that's all it takes, I've got plenty to say.
"Destruction and terror shall rain down!
Endless suffering and --" Huh?
What, you don't like my writing?
Is that it?
"My dark, dark, dark path,
light my way with the dying of day
and raise me above the fray."
Ugh! I said "raise me up"!
If we don't stop her before she learns
to control those new powers,
I have a feeling I'm in big trouble.
"Thunderstorms within my heart,
lightning pierces through the dark!"
Aah! Whoa! Come on, Grandpa!
-Whoa! -You be quiet.
No, you be quiet.
"Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide the way
I feel, I'm trapped inside." Wait, be quiet!
No, you. No, really.
Be quiet!
[ Gasps ] That's my poem.
Charmcaster has my notebook!
Aaah!
Charmcaster?
I got to stop her! I got to stop her!
[ Grunting ]
Hello, Kevin.
Give me back my notebook!
Oh, is this yours?
Can't say I'm a fan of the style,
but your writing has made me stronger than ever.
Join me.
Write a poem that'll defeat Gwen forever.
As partners, we'll be unstoppable!
Partners? I'll never work with you again!
Ugh, can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm comin', Kevin!
Suit yourself.
"Like a shooting star departs the sky,
now it's time to say goodbye!"
[ Grunting ]
You two are weak.
I seek only my true nemesis.
Oh, Gwendolyn!
Where are you?
Huh. You know, that's a pretty good question.
Ben! Aah!
Gwen, please do not startle me
when I'm a humongous dinosaur.
I'm here, too. What did I just say?
Shh! I'm thinking of a plan!
I want in. That's my notebook, and I want it back!
That notebook is the problem.
Her power is coming from the amulet,
but the amulet can only be activated by reading aloud.
The words from the poems become her spells.
Your poems, Kevin. Hey, yeah.
Nice poems, Kevin.
My poems were kicking your butt!
-Oh, yeah? -Yeah!
[ Grunting ]
Guys, come back!
I have a plan! Huh?
-Aaah! -[ Laughs ]
"None of these casuals understand my anguish.
They don't understand me. I don't speak their language!"
Aaah!
Gwen! Are you okay?
Wait, the spell won't let you talk?
[ Grunts ] Hey, look. Gwen's in trouble.
Stop running! Why are you doing this?
Gwen destroyed my spell book, leaving me powerless.
-What? -Ha!
Rude! I was talking!
[ Groaning ] Okay.
"Wherever I go, whatever I see,
my enemy's there in front of me!"
[ Groans ]
[ Grunts ]
You think this trick fools anyone?
You'd have to be an absolute nincompoop
to fall for this!
Right, Tennyson?
[ Laughs ]
Take that! Ben, one! Charmcaster, zero!
Okay.
I can't, like, not hit the dweeb now.
[ Laughs ]
[ Grunts ]
Hey, kids! You want to stop fighting each other
for five minutes and give us a hand?
Huh? [ Grunts ]
That's a no.
Aah!
Come on.
Aren't you supposed to be
the bigger person or something?
Well, if I can't make you come out,
maybe the screams of others will.
[ Grunts ]
Man, you're stronger than Kevin!
You really are thick, Dweebyson!
Kevin?
Guess you don't have that tail to save you no more.
Wait! It's me! Ben!
Really? Prove it.
♪ Yo, I like to rap ♪
♪ This isn't a trap ♪
♪ I'm still Ben, but I timed out again! ♪
[ Chuckles ] Yeah, I know.
I just wanted to watch you embarrass yourself.
Okay, so what's the plan?
I don't know. Gwen comes up with all the good plans.
It's too bad I don't have Grey Matter anymore.
Don't you have that noodle man version of Grey Matter?
Hey, that's Dark Matter!
♪♪
[ Grunts ]
Dweeb, are you timed in?
No. And I'm not a dweeb.
Whoa. How did you do that?
-[ Grunts ] -Aaah!
[ Beeping ]
Stop her before she finishes that poem!
"I'll show them all what I can do.
I'm much more than a leech.
Their bodies paralyzed by words,
their hearts grow heavy from my speech!"
-Aah! -Aah!
[ Gasps ] I'm being pulled down!
[ Groaning ]
Oh, good. You're still here.
Now, about those spells...
I told you before!
There ain't nothin' you can do to convince me to help you!
What about that "work in progress" on the back page?
Don't you dare!
"I don't understand my own head.
What I want, the things I've said.
My hear and guts are miles apart,
but I'm stuck between those ends.
I just wish I could talk to her,
but we'll never be friends."
Cut it out!
[ Gasps ] I can talk?
Ooh, I can tell you my plan!
Yo, Kevin! We don't have much time!
Her spells only work through her voice,
so we got to find a poem for Charmcaster
to read out loud that silences her.
Ooh. I bet K-dog could whip one up right now.
He can freestyle it. Exactly.
Kevin, if you want to get your book back,
you got to play along with her.
[ Laughs ] Wow!
"Rock locks like a tool box."
Okay! You win! Enough with the reading!
I'll help you if you knock it off!
I knew you'd come around.
Now that we're both on the same page,
let's put an end to this.
Hm.
I kind of feel bad for you, Gwen.
You're gonna go your whole life not knowing
that anyone ever found your face even slightly appealing.
Now then. "My foe lies at my feet.
The game is won, I can't be beat."
Oo-hoo-hoo! This is good!
"Then all my spells become undone"?
"I'm speechless at my own defeat"?
Hm?
Gwen: We're sick of your attitude, Charmcaster.
People aren't your playthings.
You of all people should know how that feels.
Ugh! I don't need to listen to this!
I wish a portal would appear
so I could get out of here.
Huh? Seriously?
Ha! Guess I don't need your trash lyrics after all.
Later, nerds!
Well, at least I got my book back.
Yeah. I think your poems are really amazing, Kevin.
Enemies don't compliment each other!
Oh-ho! He wants to throw down!
♪ Kevin is a doofus ♪
♪ He is a goofus ♪
♪ But if he was any good, then he could hang out us ♪
Please stop.
♪♪
Put your hands up!