Omnitrix In MCU

The Office Setup

Ben and Emily were in the new office space, surrounded by boxes and furniture waiting to be arranged. As they worked together, Ben couldn't help but inject a bit of humor into the situation.

"You know, Emily, I think we should put the desks over there by the window. That way, you can keep an eye on me and make sure I'm not slacking off."

Emily chuckled, rolling her eyes. "Oh, I'm sure you'll find a way to keep me on my toes, Ben."

Ben grinned, leaning against a desk. "Well, I do have a reputation to uphold. Can't have my assistant thinking I'm all work and no play."

 "Don't worry, I won't let you get too serious. Besides, I think we make a pretty good team."

"Agreed. But just to be clear, if I start singing while we work, it's purely to boost morale."

Emily laughed, shaking her head. "I'll keep that in mind. Just don't quit your day job."

As they continued setting up, Ben discreetly touched his earpiece. Baymax's voice came through softly.

 "Sir, I've detected someone following you."

Ben, maintaining his casual demeanor, thought to himself, "I need to find out who this person is and why they're following me."

Later, when he had a moment alone, Ben whispered to Baymax, "Can you find out who this person is working for and their reason for following me?"

"Yes, Sir. After some research, it appears They are conducting a routine inspection on individuals gaining fame and wealth. It's nothing to worry about."

Ben sighed in relief, muttering, "Good to know. Thanks, Baymax."

After Office Setup Ben Started discussing with Emily about Tweet next update 

 Ben and Emily sat across from each other, ideas flowing freely.

 "Okay, so what if we add a feature that lets users customize their profiles with themes? You know, something to make it more personal."

Emily tapped her pen against her notebook, considering the idea. "I like it. Maybe we could even have seasonal themes, like winter or summer."

Ben leaned forward, a playful glint in his eyes. "And maybe a special theme for Valentine's Day? You know, for those who want to spread a little love."

Emily raised an eyebrow, smirking. "Are you suggesting that for the users, or is that a hint for me?"

Ben feigned innocence. "Who, me? I'm just thinking about the users, of course."

Emily laughed, shaking her head. "Sure you are, Ben. Sure you are."

Later, as Emily stepped out for a moment, Ben whispered to Baymax, "Any updates on Agent ?"

Baymax: "Yes, Sir. It appears they are from SHIELD, conducting routine inspections on rising public figures like yourself. Nothing to worry about."

Ben sighed in relief, muttering, "Good to know. Thanks, Baymax."

Baymax: "Sir, I've detected S.H.I.E.L.D showing interest in your activities." Ben sighed, a wry smile playing on his lips. "It's not just about getting rich or famous, Baymax. It's about keeping the Omnitrix under wraps. That's the real challenge. "He glanced out the window, watching the city lights twinkle in the distance. "The Omnitrix is powerful, and if the wrong people find out about it, it could mean trouble for me . "Baymax: "Understood, Sir. I will continue to monitor the situation discreetly."

Lunch Break

Taking a break from their hectic schedule, Ben and Emily decided to grab lunch at a nearby café. As they waited for their food, Ben couldn't resist teasing her.

 "So, Emily, what's your secret? How do you manage to keep everything running smoothly and still look so composed?"

Emily smiled, taking a sip of her drink. "It's all about balance, Ben. And maybe a little bit of magic."

Ben leaned back, pretending to be impressed. "Magic, huh? I knew there was something special about you."

 "Well, I can't reveal all my secrets. But I will say, working with you makes it a lot more fun."

 "Glad to hear it. And just so you know, I think you're doing an amazing job. Couldn't have asked for a better partner in crime."

Emily blushed slightly, her smile widening. "Thanks, Ben. That means a lot."

As they enjoyed their lunch, Ben felt a sense of reassurance knowing that SHIELD's presence was just a precautionary measure. He could focus on the work and the growing camaraderie with Emily.

After returning home, Ben slouched into his chair, running a hand through his hair. "Baymax," he called out, his voice carrying a mix of excitement and determination.

"Yes, Ben?" Baymax's calm and supportive tone echoed back.

"I've been thinking," Ben began, spinning his chair to face his computer. "I've always wanted a signature look—something that stands out, but also something I can wear every day and feel like myself. You know the sweatshirt Ben wore in Ben 10 Omniverse?" Ben grinned at the memory. "That one was perfect."

"Would you like me to contact a designer to recreate it for you?" Baymax asked.

"Exactly," Ben replied, pulling up the image on his computer screen. He gestured toward it. "Here's what I want. A white hoodie with green stripes running across the arms and around the waist. It should have a green zipper, a large '10' on the chest, and a hood with a clean, minimalistic design. The material should be soft, breathable, and durable—something I can wear all day, whether I'm working or just hanging out."

Baymax processed the information. "Understood. I will find a professional designer who specializes in custom clothing and share these details with them. Do you have a preference for the timeline?"

"Yeah, the sooner, the better," Ben said, leaning back in his chair with a satisfied smile. "I want this to feel like me—like my brand. Let them know this isn't just a sweatshirt. It's me. It's gotta be perfect."

Baymax replied, "I'll handle it. Once I finalize the design, I'll show it to you for approval before proceeding with production."

"Perfect!" Ben said, his excitement bubbling over. "Thanks, Baymax. This is going to be awesome."