#wow those asks were rough on poor little benji

[clobberingthing-blog]

Your dreams then. Your dreams now.

“I’m gonna go out on a limb and say that by ‘your dreams then’ you mean before...I became the Thing.��� His voice hiccups slightly in a short pause before he nods slowly. There’s something about being reminded of the good ol’ days that leaves a lasting sadness inside Ben, but he’s never been one to ruminate too much.

“Before any of this...Fantastic Four business came along, I was just a kid, always getting into some sort of trouble, but I managed to just barely make it by. I didn’t have any aspirations for the big leagues, because I didn’t think I had what it takes, but my head was always interested in football. My dreams were to somehow make it onto some sort of semi-professional team, and continue to just scrape by like I always had.” He offered a shrug. “I never thought I would be where I’m at today. I used to think that all of this...all of the change, and the...the appearance stuff, I thought it was for nothing and made me into a monster...but now I know that it has all worked out.”

Ben clears his throat after another moment and then drops his eyes to the ground. “My dream now is to just be the best I can be. I can only hope that I can live up to my own standards and to be able to provide for the future that generations to come will get to live in. Maybe, one day I’ll find someone who can...really love me for me, but I’m not holding out any hope for it. So, as long as I’ve got the Fantastic Four to live by, I can be happy.”