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♪ Ben 10! ♪
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Steve: All right, Custom Costume Cosplay
Convention Costume Contest Contestants.
The first round is about to begin,
and, boy howdy, some of these costumes are on fleek.
You can say that again, sis-ter!
You see that cape? That is to die for!
Yes. I can only imagine how difficult it'll be
for the judges to eliminate some of these contestants.
-Ooh, that one's impressive! -Is he a Viking?
The top half is, but the mechanical legs
kind of throw it off.
-Ugh. -What happened?
-You got voted off already? -Yeah.
They didn't even give me a chance
to hit the hyperspace button!
Beep.
Darn. If only. That sure would've blown them away.
This makes no sense!
How is it that I can get booted off,
but these weirdos wearing Forever Knight helmets
can stick around?! Why are they even into that guy?
He tried to take over the world!
He has a cool costume. You got to give him credit.
He caught a lot of attention
after Kevin's video of him went viral.
Forever Knight: Kevin, I need you to reroute the ionization
readouts so I can access the isotopic --
What are you doing? [ Beep ]
Look, Ben. You gave it your best shot.
Now all you can do is gracefully accept defeat
and keep your head held high.
Hey. You're right! Thanks, Grandpa!
[ Twinkle! ]
I should re-enter the competition
with a better costume!
Well, if they didn't like alien,
then maybe they'll dig alien dinosaur alien!
Beep! Ha-ha-ha! Yeah, this'll work.
Ugh. Okay. He doesn't need me to learn this lesson.
I'm going to hit the con floor.
I'm gonna stay here. I want to see how this bad idea turns out.
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Whoa. Whose mask is that one there?
-What? You mean Blario? -Who?
How do you not know Blario?
-Is he an infomercial star? -No!
W-What are you doing here
if you don't know anything about costumes?
I'm here to support my grandkids and eat these hot dogs.
Okay, so you don't know Blario,
but even you have to know who this is.
-Who who is? -What?
Oh, I had a very special mask here.
Did I sell it?
Well, chances are I probably wouldn't recognize it anyway.
Mm. I'm gonna go get another hot dog.
Hmm. Now, where are those Wonder Dogs?
Unh! Ohh. Hmm?
Uh-oh. E-E-Excuse me! Pardon me! You dropped this!
I'm sorry. Thank you.
Uh, Mr. Mendoza! I have your badge!
Ah. Hey, great wig you got on there.
Whoa. [ Chuckles ] Almost stepped on that.
Pardon me.
[ Screech! ]
Whew!
Mr. Mendoza, I believe I have your pass.
Good thing I noticed it, or I'd -- Unh!
Hey! Aah! Sheesh.
Hey! That's our favorite hot-dog stand! Get him!
[ Panting ]
Hot-dog vengeance!
That door is locked! You can't escape!
Forever Knight: Oh, I wouldn't say that.
Mr. Mendoza, you don't look like the kind of kid
who'd knock a grandpa over.
There's something fishy going on here.
[ Punch lands ]
[ Groaning ]
Forever Knight: Ah. This will do nicely.
A little bit of arm strength
will be useful for what's to come.
It is you. You're the real Forever Knight.
You're astute, and you're the Tennyson patriarch.
How did you find me?
Honestly, I kind of just walked into you.
Then I'd recommend that you just walk away.
You have become wise.
[ Grunting, punches landing ]
Grandpa! You around here? Whoa!
[ Grunting ]
Unhand me!
Hi, Gwen. How'd the contest go?
Uh, it was actually way less interesting
than I thought it would be.
What is going on?
Ohh! [ High-pitched mumbling ]
Forever Knight: Ahh. This body is far more clumsy than I anticipated.
Perhaps speed might be more useful in these circumstances.
[ Pop! ]
[ Grunting ]
[ Indistinct mumbling ]
Aah!
That's Forever Knight! His consciousness is in the --
Unh! Oh!
Forever Knight? [ Laughs evilly ]
[ Grunting ] [ Cackling ]
Forever Knight is looking for a new host for his consciousness.
You get Ben. I'll try to keep tracking him.
Right!
Unh!
[ High-pitched mumbling ]
Go find your parents, kiddo.
[ High-pitched mumbling ]
[ Tinkling ]
[ Laughs evilly ]
Ah, come on!
-Ben, come here! -Huh? Hey!
Grandpa, I got Ben!
I-I didn't start that fight! I swear!
Guard #2: Sir, I don't know what you pulled back there,
but I'm not buying this haunted cosplay prop business.
What happened? Is the fight over?
I lost sight of it, but it couldn't have gotten far.
Lost sight of what?
-Forever Knight is here. -Well, yeah.
There's, like, a million Forever Knights here.
No, not like that. It's the helmet.
It's taking possession of anyone who wears it.
If you saw it, you'd know it was him.
Come on. We have to find it.
Ben: Uh, you sure you're feeling okay, grandpa?
Forever Knight got sucked into a time portal.
Well, yeah, but so did Kevin.
Shh! We don't talk about that.
I'm telling you, I don't think the person inside the helmet
is actually Forever Knight.
Uh, these cosplay guys are pretty intense, you know.
You probably just ran into someone deep in the LARP zone.
Gwen: There really was something weird going on with that thing.
It's like it had a mind of its own.
It looks like the judging is about to start,
so this is your last chance to get down to the main stage
and show off those costumes.
Tell you what. I'm gonna go win this costume contest.
You keep me posted on the scary-helmet situation.
-Ben, get back here! -Okay!
This is my last chance to really wow them!
[ Beeping ]
Steve: Well, if that's everyone, it looks like our judges
are ready to make their final decision.
Cannonbolt: Incoming!
[ Contestants screaming ]
-Here's Cannonball! -Ooh!
A latecomer has made his way to the stage.
Do you think the judges are gonna allow it, Bill?
Well, Steve, I'm not sure they want to see more of these
inexplicably popular cardboard box aliens.
Oh! But it looks like they're going to allow it!
And this is undoubtedly one of the best creature costumes
we've seen all day, but I don't think the judges
are liking these cheap cardboard accessories.
What do you think, Steve? Uh, Steve?
Steve: Attention, Cos-Con Cosplay Con attendees.
The Con staff regrets to inform you
we have been made aware of a security situation.
[ All groan ]
Please exit the con in an orderly fashion
until further notice.
Thank you for your cooperation.
Cannonbolt: What?! Oh, come on! But I was just about to win!
Who do they think they -- Wait. Is that --
[ Gasps ] It is Forever Knight!
Grandpa was right!
He's gonna regret the day he messed with my costume contest!
[ Grunts ]
Yo, Forever Knight, you weren't gonna take off
without saying hi to your old pal, were you?
Young Tennyson, you look ridiculous.
Oh, that is rich coming from the guy wearing a bolo tie.
Yes. Well, who do I have to thank for that?
[ Panting ]
Didn't you used to be in better shape?
Argh! [ Grunting ]
[ Breathing heavily ]
[ Coughing ]
Ugh!
Don't tell me you're worn out already.
I could do this all day!
Do you have any idea how long it takes to optimize
one of these horrible meat bags?
Poor baby. Too bad you didn't body-snatch
someone who does more cardio.
[ Panting ]
Cannonbolt: Go ahead and run if you want.
That announcer guy probably can't take much more
of all this jumping around.
Ben, Gwen said she thought
you might have followed the helmet up here.
Grandpa?! You can't be here!
W-What's wrong? Did you find it?
-Aah! -Hello, Max.
Get off my grandpa!
Stop right there. Let me go!
You started this, and now you're going to end it.
No-o-o!
Forever Knight as Max: Maybe this will help you understand
throwing someone's body into a time void has consequences.
Hey. Wha-- What just happened?
Don't worry about it.
Okay, nighty-night. Ugh.
What are you doing with my grandpa?!
I have a proposition for you, Tennyson.
Obviously, I don't want your geriatric grandfather
to be my host anymore than you do,
but you have to understand,
you've left me in a very difficult position.
Grant me the dignity of a clean exit,
and I'll return your grandfather safe and sound.
What if I don't feel like making deals with robo-creeps?
I'm a very resilient construct.
Unfortunately, I can't exactly say the same for my human hosts.
You're bluffing!
If you're going to be like that,
there's really no point in having this conversation.
Goodbye.
Max: Ben! W-What's going on? I --
You did it! You win.
Forever Knight as Max: Excellent choice.
I would like to say it's been a pleasure doing business,
but you're a horrible little monster,
and I loathe you.
Ah, quit gloating! The sooner you get lost,
the sooner I get my grandpa back!
Absolutely. Oh, and, uh, Tennyson...
this should go without saying --
Someone forgot to count their Tennysons!
Good going, Gwen!
[ Gwen grunting ]
[ Pop! ]
Uh, okay. Now what do we do with it? Aah!
[ Clanging ]
Nope. Not getting away that easy!
Don't worry, kids! I've got it!
Hey! Get back here! [ Grunting ]
Gwen: [ Grunts ] So what do we do with him now?
I'll trying calling Phil.
Maybe if he's not too far away, he can come and get it.
[ Phone beeping ]
-Hello? -Phil?
-Oh, hey, buddy! -What are you doing here?
I never miss a Cos-Con Cosplay Con.
This is actually the third one I've been to this summer.
Oh, my. He's a feisty one, isn't he?
We figured if anyone would know what to do with that thing,
it would be you. Absolutely.
Oh, and I should interview everyone
the helmet latched onto for my research.
Has anyone seen that announcer fellow?
His input could be very valuable.
Ugh. D-Did I miss something?
Why am I on the roof? Where did my bolo tie go?
There you are! Wonderful.
If you could just answer a few questions for me.
Oh, is that your LARP guy knight helmet?
Ah-ha! Well, I guess it is now.
Wow. That is some of the most outstanding craftsmanship
I have seen all day!
On behalf of the Cos-Con Cosplay Con Costume Contest,
I'd like to award you... [ Gasps ]
...this best-in-show ribbon!
Aw, come on!
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