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KAREN HAS A LESSON pt. 14 (Autistic author) The next day, Karen wakes up to find Plankton already out of bed, his eye fixated on the clock again. Then, a knock on the door alerted both of them. It's Hanna, an old friend of Karen's. "Hanna? Oh, it's been so long!" Karen exclaims as she throws her arms around Hanna, whom Plankton noticed also reciprocated the gesture. So he decided to go sit on the couch. "Oh you're Karen's husband Plankton, right‽" Hanna says. Plankton nods as Karen gets out some refreshments. Hanna sits next to Plankton on the couch, her smile genuine but her tone playful. "So, Plankton, I hear you and Karen had a wedding anniversary! Did you get her anything, or did Karen have to remind you? I bet you cause her so much trouble with your forgetfulness," she laughs. "It's a wonder she keeps you around." Of course, Karen didn't hear Hanna's playful comment, as she's still gathering the refreshments. But Plankton does. His eye widens, his antennae twitching rapidly. He feels the sting of her words, though they were meant to be light-hearted. His body tenses, his mind racing. He knows he's not forgetful; he's different. The patterns of his thoughts clash with her joke, creating a cacophony of confusion and hurt. He doesn't understand the teasing and takes it to heart, thinking he must've caused her trouble. He wordlessly leaves to the bedroom right before Karen returns with the refreshments. "Where's Plankton?" She asks Hanna, who pointed the direction he went. Karen finds him in the bedroom, crying and saying 'Karen' in between his hiccups. His body is rigid with the effort of holding in his sobs. Her heart squeezes with pain as she rushes to him, her arms wrapping around his small frame. "What's wrong, love?" she whispers, her voice filled with concern. Plankton's body shakes with sobs, his antennae limp. "Hanna," he manages to whisper, his voice choked with emotion. Karen's eyes fill with concern. "What about Hanna, sweetheart?" she asks, her voice gentle. Plankton sniffs, his antennae waving slightly. "Hanna said...she said..." He can't get the words out, his emotions choking him. Karen holds him closer, her voice a whisper. "What did Hanna say, love?" Plankton's sobs intensify, his body shaking with the force of his emotions. "Plankton," he manages to say, his voice a heartbreaking gasp. Karen's heart breaks. "What did she say, love?" she prompts, her voice soft, her eyes filled with understanding. Plankton's antennae twitch in agitation. "Hanna said Plankton cause Karen trouble," he whispers, his voice barely audible over the sound of his own sobs. "Karen better if Plankton not here." Karen's eyes fill with sorrow, her heart heavy with the weight of his misunderstanding. "Oh, Plankton," she whispers, her voice filled with love and pain. "That was just a joke, she didn't mean..." But Plankton's sobs only grow louder, his body shaking with the intensity of his emotions. "Karen doesn't deserve this," he sobs, his antennae waving erratically. Karen holds him closer, her voice a gentle lullaby. "You don't cause me trouble, love," she says, her eyes filled with tears. "You're just...different now." Plankton's antennae twitch with understanding, his sobs slowly subsiding. "But Hanna..." he says, his voice a whimper. "Not want!" Karen nods, her eyes never leaving his. "I know, love," she says, her voice soft. "But she'd never mean it that way. She was just being playful, she's nice." Plankton shakes his head, unconvinced. "Hanna did laugh at Plankton. Plankton not cause trouble," he says, his voice shaking with emotion. "Karen Plankton. Plankton loves Karen; Karen and Hanna no..." Plankton can't hold the sobbing back. Karen's eyes fill with tears. "Oh, Plankton," she says, her voice breaking. "Hanna loves you too. She didn't mean it like that. It was just a misunderstanding." Plankton's antennae wave in a pattern that Karen's learned means he's processing her words, trying to fit them into his new reality. "But Hanna said..." His voice trails off, as Hanna herself comes in. "Is everything okay in here? Or is Plankton causing..." she asks, her smile fading when she sees Plankton's tears. Karen turns to Hanna, her expression stern. "What happened?" Hanna's eyes widen in surprise. "I just said hello, and he ran in here crying," she says, her voice filled with concern. Karen's screen tightens with frustration. "What exactly did you say?" she asks, her voice calm but firm. Hanna's eyes widen in understanding. "Oh, no," she says, her voice softening. "I just made a joke about your anniversary. I didn't mean..." But Plankton's sobs only grow louder, his antennae flailing wildly. "Hanna said Plankton cause trouble," he accuses, his body wracked with emotion. "Not joke!" Hanna's eyes widen in horror, her playful smile vanishing as she sees the pain in Plankton's eye. She rushes over, kneeling beside him. "Plankton, no," she whispers, her voice filled with regret. "It was just a joke. I'm so sorry, I didn't mean..." But Plankton's sobs only intensify, his body a storm of emotions he can't control. "IT'S NOT A JOKE!" he cries out. Hanna's eyes fill with tears as she realizes the gravity of her mistake. "Plankton, I'm so sorry," she whispers, her hand reaching out to touch his shoulder. But Plankton's reaction is explosive, his antennae lashing out like whips. "NO!" he screams, his voice a tornado of pain and anger. "ENOUGH HURT!" Hanna looks at Karen. "How often you say he throws these fitful tantrums?" Hanna says, which is the final straw for Plankton. Plankton's antennae quiver with rage. "NO, NOT TANTRUMS!" he shouts, his voice a thunderclap in the small room. "PLANKTON HAS ACQUIRED RESTRICTED FLOW TO THE FRONTAL TEMPORAL POLAR CORTEX!" Hanna looks at him strangely. "W..." "PLANKTON HAS CORPUS CALLOSUM DEACTIVATION IN THE SENSORY INTEGRATION CENTERS!" Plankton shouts, his antennae a blur of movement as he tries to convey his condition's complexity. "Neurotransmitters firing asynchronously, synapses misfiring, it's not a tantrum! SO HANNA NEEDS TO EITHER USE THE CORRECT TERMINOLOGY OR NOT SPEAK AT THE SAME TIME!" Karen's eyes are wide with fear, yet understanding that Plankton is desperate. "Plankton," she says, her voice calm. "It's okay, you don't have to explain." But Plankton's antennae wave frantically, his need for precision a storm in his mind. "HAS TO!" he yells, his voice desperate. "HANNA NOT KNOW THE DIFFERENCE!" Karen nods, her heart swelling with love and pride at his bravery. "Okay, love," she says, her voice soothing. "Let's explain." She takes a deep breath, her eyes never leaving Plankton's as she addresses Hanna. "Plankton has acquired a form of autism, it's called 'autistic shutdowns'. It's not a tantrum, it's his brain's way of shutting down to protect itself from sensory overload. It's from a bad accident.." Hanna's eyes widen in shock, her hand flying to her mouth. "Oh my goodness," she whispers, her voice filled with regret. "I had no idea." Karen nods, her eyes never leaving Plankton's. "It's been a tough adjustment for us all," she says, her voice gentle. "But we're managing."

KAREN REACHING AUTISM pt. 14 (Autistic author) ᵂᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍˢ: ʰᵒˢᵖⁱᵗᵃˡ They carefully lift Plankton into the car, his body tense with pain. Sandy slides into the driver's seat, her hands gripping the wheel. Her eyes meet Sponge Bob's in the rearview mirror, filled with resolve. "Ready?" she asks, her voice a gentle hum. Sponge Bob nods, his eyes never leaving Plankton's face. "Ready." Karen buckles Plankton in as his eye flutters. "Hold tight," Sandy says, her voice a steady rumble, as she starts the engine. The car's gentle purr is a contrast to the tension in the air. Sponge Bob sits in the back, his eyes trained on Plankton's face. His friend's tiny body is a tapestry of pain, but Sponge Bob's touch is a soft, steady beat, trying to soothe him. "It's okay, Plankton," he whispers, his voice a comforting whisper of reassurance. Plankton's antennae twitch, his eye slightly focusing on Sponge Bob. "Mph," he murmurs, his voice a static hum of pain. Sponge Bob nods, his face a mask of determined compassion. "We're going to the Quiet Bubble Clinic," he says, his voice a soft, steady wave. "They'll know how to help you." Sandy's eyes are on the road ahead, her driving slow and precise. "Just hold on, Plankton," she says, her voice a comforting hum. "We're almost there." The Quiet Bubble Clinic comes into view, a softly lit building that seems to pulse with a gentle calm. Sandy parks the car and they carefully extract Plankton from his seat, his tiny body rigid. They enter the lobby, the air thick with the scent of calming essential oils. The lights are low, and the sounds muffled. A nurse with a gentle face approaches, her voice a soothing whisper. "What can we help with?" she asks, her eyes on Plankton's twisted leg. Sponge Bob explains quickly, his voice trembling with concern. "Mr. Krabs hurt his leg," he says, his eyes wide. "Krabs also hit his head with a fry pan, which caused Plankton autism as well as the accompaniment of sensitivities. But his leg hurts and needs fixed!" The nurse nods, her movements slow and deliberate. "We'll need to be careful with his heightened senses," she murmurs, her voice a soft melody. "Let's get him to a room." They navigate the hallways, the walls lined with soothing pictures and textures. Plankton's body is stiff with pain, his voice a static hiss with each step. "Please," he whispers, his antennae waving weakly. The nurse nods, her touch gentle as she leads them to a quiet, dimly lit exam room. "We need to fix your leg, sweetie," she says, her voice a gentle breeze. Plankton's eye flutters open. The nurse's voice is a gentle lullaby. "We're going to take good care of you," she says, her eyes kind and understanding. Plankton's body shakes with fear and pain, his antennae pressed against his head. Sponge Bob squeezes his hand, his voice a comforting whisper. "You're going to be okay, Plankton," he says, his eyes filled with concern. The nurse nods, her gloved hands moving with precision. "We're going to need to put him under," she says, her voice a soft whisper. "It's the safest way to manage his pain and sensitivity." Plankton's antennae quiver with fear, his single eye darting back and forth. "Under what," he whispers. The nurse's smile doesn't reach her eyes. "Anesthesia," she says softly, her voice a comforting hum. "It'll help you sleep through the surgery." Plankton's antennae twitch with anxiety, his voice a nervous static. "Sleep?" he repeats, his eye doubtful. "Plankton light sleeper." The nurse nods, her eyes calm. "We understand, sweetie," she murmurs. "We'll make sure you're comfortable." They prep him for surgery, the air in the room thick with his fear. Sponge Bob holds his hand, his thumb rubbing gentle circles on his palm. "It'll be over soon," he whispers, his voice a soothing wave. The doctor, a kind-eyed squid, enters the room, his tentacles moving with calming precision. "We're going to give you something to help you relax," he says, his voice a gentle trill. "We've ways to sedate. One, a pill tablet. Two, a liquid to drink. Three, nasally. Four, cream gel to numb the place the IV goes in but, it'll be inserted after he's asleep anyway. Now the first two options are taken orally, so they might take a moment to work..." "Drink; Plankton, drink.." Plankton manages, looking at a chart of diagrams which illustrate each method. The doctor nods, his tentacles steadily adjusting the bed. "Very good," he says, his voice a gentle wave of reassurance. He hands Plankton a small cup. "This is a special drink," he explains, his eyes meeting Plankton's. "It'll help you relax before surgery." Plankton's antennae twitch with anxiety as he takes the cup. He looks to Sponge Bob, whose grip on his hand tightens. "It's okay," Sponge Bob whispers, his voice a calming static. With a shaky hand, Plankton brings the cup to his mouth, his eye squeezed shut. He gulps down the liquid as they give him a blanket. He finishes the drink and hands the cup back. Sponge Bob's grip doesn't waver, his thumb still moving in soothing circles. "Good job, buddy," he whispers, his voice a gentle sea breeze. Sandy nods as Karen gives Plankton a kiss. The nurse's eyes are warm and comforting as she checks his vitals. "It won't be long now," she murmurs, her voice a soft hum of reassurance. Sponge Bob sits by the bed, his grip on Plankton's hand firm but gentle. "You're doing great," he says, his voice a calming whisper. Plankton's antennae twitch with the first wave of drowsiness, his eye slowly closing. The world around him begins to fade into a soft, fuzzy static. Sponge Bob watches, his grip on Plankton's hand unyielding. "It's going to be okay," he whispers, his voice a gentle rush of air. The anesthesia starts to take effect, Plankton's body gradually going slack, his breathing deepening. Sponge Bob's eyes follow the rise and fall of Plankton's chest, his grip on his hand tight. "You're okay, buddy," he whispers, his voice a gentle static. Plankton's antennae twitch one last time before stilling, his eye fully closed. The nurse nods, satisfied with his vitals. "He's out," she says as his soft snores fill the room.

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ᵀᵉʳᵐᶤᶰᵒˡᵒᵍʸ ᴹᵒᶰᵒᶻʸᵍᵒᵗᶤᶜ – ᵐᵘˡᵗᶤᵖˡᵉ ⁽ᵗʸᵖᶤᶜᵃˡˡʸ ᵗʷᵒ⁾ ᶠᵉᵗᵘˢᵉˢ ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵖˡᶤᵗᵗᶤᶰᵍ ᵒᶠ ᵃ ˢᶤᶰᵍˡᵉ ᶻʸᵍᵒᵗᵉ ᴰᶤᶻʸᵍᵒᵗᶤᶜ – ᵐᵘˡᵗᶤᵖˡᵉ ⁽ᵗʸᵖᶤᶜᵃˡˡʸ ᵗʷᵒ⁾ ᶠᵉᵗᵘˢᵉˢ ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᵗʷᵒ ᶻʸᵍᵒᵗᵉˢ ᴾᵒˡʸᶻʸᵍᵒᵗᶤᶜ – ᵐᵘˡᵗᶤᵖˡᵉ ᶠᵒᵉᵗᵘˢᵉˢ ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᵗʷᵒ ᵒʳ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᶻʸᵍᵒᵗᵉˢ ᵀᵉʳᵐˢ ᵘˢᵉᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒʳᵈᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵘˡᵗᶤᵖˡᵉ ᵇᶤʳᵗʰˢ ᶤᶰ ʰᵘᵐᵃᶰ ᵇᵉᶤᶰᵍˢ ᵃʳᵉ ˡᵃʳᵍᵉˡʸ ᵈᵉʳᶤᵛᵉᵈ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᴸᵃᵗᶤᶰ ᶰᵃᵐᵉˢ ᶠᵒʳ ᶰᵘᵐᵇᵉʳˢˑ ᵀʷᵒ ᵒᶠᶠˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ ⁽ᵗʷᶤᶰˢ⁾ ᶤˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒˢᵗ ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵒᶰ ᶠᵒʳᵐ˒ ⁹ ⁽ᶰᵒᶰᵘᵖˡᵉᵗˢ⁾ ᶤˢ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵃʳᵍᵉˢᵗ ᶰᵘᵐᵇᵉʳ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ˢᵘᶜᶜᵉˢˢᶠᵘˡˡʸ ᶜᵃʳʳᶤᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᶠᵘˡˡ ᵗᵉʳᵐ ᵃᵗ ᵒᶰᶜᵉ ʷᶤᵗʰ ᵃˡˡ ᶜʰᶤˡᵈʳᵉᶰ ˢᵘʳᵛᶤᵛᶤᶰᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵃᵗ ˡᵉᵃˢᵗ ᵒᶰᵉ ʸᵉᵃʳ ᵒˡᵈˑ ᵀʷᵒ ᵒᶠᶠˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ – ᵗʷᶤᶰˢ ᵀʰʳᵉᵉ ᵒᶠᶠˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ – ᵗʳᶤᵖˡᵉᵗˢ ᶠᵒᵘʳ ᵒᶠᶠˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ – ᵠᵘᵃᵈʳᵘᵖˡᵉᵗˢ ᶠᶤᵛᵉ ᵒᶠᶠˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ – ᵠᵘᶤᶰᵗᵘᵖˡᵉᵗˢ ˢᶤˣ ᵒᶠᶠˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ – ˢᵉˣᵗᵘᵖˡᵉᵗˢ ˢᵉᵛᵉᶰ ᵒᶠᶠˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ – ˢᵉᵖᵗᵘᵖˡᵉᵗˢ ᴱᶤᵍʰᵗ ᵒᶠᶠˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ – ᵒᶜᵗᵘᵖˡᵉᵗˢ ᴺᶤᶰᵉ ᵒᶠᶠˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ – ᶰᵒᶰᵘᵖˡᵉᵗˢ ᵀᵉᶰ ᵒᶠᶠˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ – ᵈᵉᶜᵃᵖˡᵉᵗˢ ᴱˡᵉᵛᵉᶰ ᵒᶠᶠˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ – ᵘᶰᵈᵉᶜᵃᵖˡᵉᵗˢ ᵀʷᵉˡᵛᵉ ᵒᶠᶠˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ – ᵈᵘᵒᵈᵉᶜᵃᵖˡᵉᵗˢ ᵀʰᶤʳᵗᵉᵉᶰ ᵒᶠᶠˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ – ᵗʳᶤᵈᵉᶜᵃᵖˡᵉᵗˢ ᶠᵒᵘʳᵗᵉᵉᶰ ᵒᶠᶠˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ – ᵠᵘᵃᵈᵉᶜᵃᵖˡᵉᵗˢ ᶠᶤᶠᵗᵉᵉᶰ ᵒᶠᶠˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ – ᵠᵘᶤᶰᵈᵉᶜᵃᵖˡᵉᵗˢ ˢᶤˣᵗᵉᵉᶰ ᵒᶠᶠˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ – ˢᵉˣᵈᵉᶜᵘᵖˡᵉᵗˢ ˢᵉᵛᵉᶰᵗᵉᵉᶰ ᵒᶠᶠˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ – ˢᵉᵖᵈᵉᶜᵘᵖˡᵉᵗˢ ᴱᶤᵍʰᵗᵉᵉᶰ ᵒᶠᶠˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ – ᵒᶜᵗᵈᵉᶜᵘᵖˡᵉᵗˢ ᴺᶤᶰᵉᵗᵉᵉᶰ ᵒᶠᶠˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ – ᶰᵒᶰᵈᵉᶜᵘᵖˡᵉᵗˢ ᵀʷᵉᶰᵗʸ ᵒᶠᶠˢᵖʳᶤᶰᵍ – ᶤᶜᵒˢᵘᵖˡᵉᵗˢ

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▶︎ •၊၊|။||||။‌‌‌‌‌၊|||၊||။‌‌‌‌‌၊||lıl||၊||။‌‌‌‌‌၊||lılıııl|၊၊|၊၊|၊၊၊ıılılııılııl၊၊၊၊|၊|၊|၊||၊|။||||။‌‌‌‌‌lııl၊၊၊၊|၊|၊|၊||၊|။||||။‌‌‌‌‌၊|||။‌‌‌‌‌၊• 46:33

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"STOP DOING THIS STUFF! I AM TEN AND I WAS LOOKING FOR CUTE EMOJIS THAN I SAW THIS, WHAT IS THIS PLEASE STOP I AM TRAMATIZED 😭" then don't search fir shut you fucking dumbass <3( ^ω^ )*𝘮𝘰𝘢𝘯𝘴*

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