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"Hi, my boss Mr. Krabs told me I need to work on my people skills and to volunteer.." SpongeBob says in the surgery room before recognizing Plankton and Karen. Plankton lay on the operating table, a small tube delivering medicine that kept him asleep. Karen sat by him. "Planktonโ€ฝ" "Plankton's had his wisdom teeth removed." She glanced at the sleeping Plankton with affection. Sponge Bob leaned closer. He poked Plankton gently. "Hey, Plankton; wake up, buddy!" No response. Plankton's breathing remained slow and even, the rhythm unchanged by Sponge Bob's nudges. Karen's robotic hand shot up to stop Sponge Bob's poking. "He's not going to wake up anytime soon, Sponge Bob. The anesthesia will wear off in a couple of hours," she explained in her usual monotone. Sponge Bob's bubbly demeanor deflated a bit. He had never seen Plankton so... peaceful. Usually the tiny villain was full of mischief and plotting his next Krabby Patty heist. But the sight of his arch-nemesis helpless and snoring? "Karen, do you think a little light chat would help him wake up?" "Sponge Bob, the purpose of anesthesia is to keep him unconscious during surgery and ensure a painless recovery. Your efforts are futile." Undeterred, Sponge Bob leaned in closer. "Come on, Plankton. Time to wakey-wakey!" He waved his hands in front of Plankton's face, creating a gentle breeze that tickled his antennae. Still, Plankton remained steadfast in his slumber, oblivious to the world around him. Karen sighed again, the closest she ever got to expressing exasperation. "As I said, Sponge Bob, he's under the effects of anesthesia. There's nothing you can do to wake him up." She went back to reading her magazine, the glow from her screen casting a soft blue light on her metallic features. Sponge Bob studied Plankton's sleeping features. His mouth was open just enough to reveal his top row of teeth, and Sponge Bob had to stifle a giggle when a small bubble of drool formed at the corner of his mouth. "You know," he mused aloud, "I never realized Plankton had such a... cute snoring sound." The statement hung in the air, and even the normally stoic Karen couldn't resist cracking a smile. "Cute is hardly the word I'd use," she murmured, but the warmth in her voice belied the affection she had for her partner. Sponge Bob's curiosity grew as he continued to gaze at the unconscious Plankton. He'd seen him in various states beforeโ€”angry, plotting and occasionally defeatedโ€”but never so vulnerable. The sight was strange yet fascinating. He reached out and carefully wiped away the drool. Plankton's head lolled to the side, but he remained asleep. SpongeBob put his head back up on a pillow. Plankton's snores grew quieter as his head settled into the cushioned embrace. "Don't worry, Plankton," he whispered, patting the villain's arm gently. "I'll watch over you." Sponge Bob's curiosity grew stronger as he watched the drool form at the side of Plankton's mouth. He leaned in closer, studying the phenomenon. He'd never noticed Plankton drool before. "It's like a tiny river," he said to himself. What would happen if he tried to touch it? He tapped it lightly. It wobbled, bulging slightly before collapsing back into its original state. He poked the drool again. This time, it grew slightly larger before popping, leaving a tiny, wet splatter on the pillow. Plankton's snores grew louder for a moment, but didn't stir. Sponge Bob couldn't resist a grin spreading across his face. "Looks like he's enjoying his nap," he whispered to Karen who remained engrossed in her magazine. The drool was fascinatingโ€”like a living organism, pulsating with every one of Plankton's breaths. He poked it again, gently this time. The drool grew larger, stretching out like a bubble of gum. It was almost mesmerizing. "I wonder if I can make it pop," he thought, eyes gleaming with child-like excitement. Slowly, Sponge Bob poked the drool bubble once more. It grew to the size of a marble before it burst with a tiny splat, splattering on to the pillow. Plankton's snoring remained undisturbed. Sponge Bob could see the light from the ceiling reflecting off the droplet's surface. He waited, the anticipation building, eyes fixed on the wobbling mass. At the last second, he poked it. The bubble popped with a sound that echoed through the quiet room. Plankton's snore caught in his throat for a split second, then resumed with renewed vigor. The splatter was more substantial this time, leaving a wet spot on the pillow. The sudden noise made Karen look up from her magazine. "What on earth are you doing, Sponge Bob?" she asked, voice a mix of annoyance and amusement. "Just... science," Sponge Bob said, his grin unabated. "I'm studying Plankton's snoring pattern... and drool." Karen rolled her digital eyes. "Fine. Just don't wake him. And for the love of Krabby Patties, please don't make a mess." She returned her focus to her magazine, seemingly unfazed by the sight of her arch-enemy playing with drool. Sponge Bob nodded solemnly, his eyes lighting up with newfound purpose. He decided to be more strategic in his scientific endeavor. He would need precision and timing. The drool bubble grew again, this time larger and more robust. Sponge Bob waited, his heart beating faster with every pulse of Plankton's snore. He took a deep breath, held it, and at the peak of the snore's crescendo, poked the bubble with a controlled flick. It exploded with a sound like a miniature water balloon, splattering across Plankton's cheek. The pillow was now a Jackson Pollock canvas of drool. Plankton's snoring hitched but he didn't wake. "Oops," Sponge Bob whispered, giggling quietly. He reached for a near by tissue to clean up the mess, his eyes glancing nervously at Karen. She peeked over her magazine, the corners of her robotic mouth curving upward slightly. "If you're going to play, at least be tidy," she said, voice a blend of reprimand and amusement. Sponge Bob nodded, eyes sparkling with mischief. "Of course, Karen," he whispered back, dabbing at Plankton's cheek with the tissue. The drool was sticky and clung to the fabric but Sponge Bob managed to clean when Plankton's snoring hitched. This time, Plankton's eyes opened a crack, his single eyelid revealing a sliver of his iris before dropping shut again. "What's going on?" he mumbled sleepily. Sponge Bob froze, tissue in mid-air. "Oh nothing," he said quickly, trying to sound nonchalant. "Just admiring your snoring." Plankton's eyelid quivered but remained shut. "Mmph." His mouth moved around the word. "Don't worry, buddy," Sponge Bob said softly patting Plankton's arm. "You're just resting. Nothing to worry about." The half-awake Plankton mumbled something unintelligible, and Sponge Bob took it as a sign to back off. He retreated to his chair, watching as Karen put down her magazine and began to fuss over Plankton, checking his vitals and making sure he was comfortable. For once, he wasn't at odds with Plankton.
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แดธแต’แต’แตหข แดธโฑแตแต‰ แต‚แต‰ แดดแตƒแต›แต‰ แดฌ แต‚โฑโฟโฟแต‰สณ โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ Part 3 "แดต แตโฟแต’สท สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ แต˜แต–หขแต‰แต—โ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒสธหขโธด แตƒหข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข สฐแต’หกแตˆโฑโฟแต แต‡หกแต˜แต‰ แต‡หกแตƒโฟแตแต‰แต— สทสฐโฑหกหขแต— แต—สณสธโฑโฟแต โฟแต’แต— แต—แต’ สทสฐโฑแตแต–แต‰สณโ€ง แดดแต‰ แตโฟแต‰สท แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข โฟแต’สณแตแตƒหกหกสธ แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ แต—แตƒแตแต‰ โฑแต— แต’แต˜แต— แต’โฟ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณหข แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต‰'หข สฒแต˜หขแต— หขแต—แตƒสธโฑโฟแต หขโฑหกแต‰โฟแต— โฟแต’สทโ€ง "แต€แตƒหกแต แต—แต’ แตแต‰; สธแต‰หกหก แตƒแต— แตแต‰; แดต แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— แถœแตƒสณแต‰! แดต แตโฟแต’สท สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ โฟแต’แต— สฐแตƒแต–แต–สธโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ แตƒ แตแต’แต’แตˆ แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆ แต—แต’ แตแต‰ แตโฑแตˆโ€ง แดตแต—'หข โฟแต’แต— สธแต’แต˜โ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡'หข หขสฐแต’แถœแตแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แต‚แตƒโฑแต— แต‡แต˜แต— สธแต’แต˜ โฟแต’สณแตแตƒหกหกสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต'แต โฟแต’แต— สฐแตƒแต–แต–สธ แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ สฐแต‰แตƒสณโฑโฟแต แตƒโฟแตˆ แตโฟแต’สทโฑโฟแต แต’แถ  แถœแต’แต˜สณหขแต‰ แต‡แต˜แต— โฟแต’แต— แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟหขแต— สธแต’แต˜โ€ง แดทโฟแต’สทโฑโฟแต สธแต’แต˜โธด แดต'แต หขแต˜สณแต‰ สธแต’แต˜ สฒแต˜หขแต— หกแต’แต’แตแต‰แตˆ แต’แต˜แต— แถ แต’สณ แตแต‰โธด หขแต’ แต—สฐแตƒโฟแต สธแต’แต˜โ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตƒสธหขโ€ง 'แดต แต‰หฃแต–แต‰แถœแต—แต‰แตˆ แตƒโฟ แตƒแต—แต—แตƒแถœแต แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต‰ แต—สฐแตƒโฟแตแต‰แตˆ แตแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง' "แดต'แต หขแต—โฑหกหก หขแต’สณสณสธ แถ แต’สณ โฑแต— แต‡แต˜แต— แดต แตˆโฑแตˆ แต—แต‰หกหก แต—สฐแต‰ แต—สณแต˜แต—สฐโธด สทแต‰ แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แต‡แตƒแถœแต แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณโ€ง สธแต’แต˜ แตˆโฑแตˆ แถ แตƒหกหก แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โ€ง แดฎแต˜แต— แตƒหกหขแต’ สทสฐแตƒแต— แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต–แตƒสณแตƒแต–สฐสณแตƒหขแต‰ สทสฐแตƒแต— สธแต’แต˜ แตˆโฑแตˆ หขแตƒสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตˆโฑแตˆ แต—สฐแต‰สธ แถ โฑโฟแตˆ แต’แต˜แต— แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— แตสธ แต‡หกแต˜แต‰ แต‡หกแตƒโฟแตโฑแต‰?" "แดบแต’ โฟแต’แต— แต—แต’ แตสธ แตโฟแต’สทหกแต‰แตˆแตแต‰โ€ง แดฐแต’ สธแต’แต˜ สทแตƒโฟแต— แตแต‰ แต—แต’ หขแต—แตƒสธ แต’สณ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ หขแต–แตƒแถœแต‰?" "แดตแถ  แดต แตˆโฑแตˆ หขแตƒสธ แต˜หข แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆหข แดต แตˆแต’ สฐแต’แต–แต‰ สธแต’แต˜ หขแต‰แต‰ แตแต‰ แตƒหข หขแต˜แถœสฐโ€ง แดตแถ  แดต'แต›แต‰ แตƒโฟสธ แต–แต‰สณหขแต’โฟ แต—แต’ แถœแตƒหกหก แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆ แดต'แตˆ หขแตƒสธ สธแต’แต˜ แตโฑแตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต–แตƒแต—หข แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡'หข สฐแตƒโฟแตˆ แตƒสทแตสทแตƒสณแตˆหกสธโ€ง แดบแต‰หฃแต— สทแต‰แต‰แต แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ แต—สฐแต‰ แต—สณโฑแต– แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แตแตƒแตˆแต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแต‰โฟแต— แต’แต˜แต— แตƒ แต‡แต’แต’แต แต’แถ  แต‰แตƒแถœสฐ แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ แต–สฐแต’แต—แต’แตสณแตƒแต–สฐหข แถ สณแต’แต แต—สฐแต‰ แต—สณโฑแต–โ€ง "แต€สฐแตƒโฟแตหข แถ แต’สณ โฑโฟแต›โฑแต—โฑโฟแต แตแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒสธหขโธด แต—สณแตƒโฑหกโฑโฟแต แต’แถ แถ  แตƒหข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต’แต–แต‰โฟหข แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณ แต—แต’ สฐโฑหข แถœแต’แตแต–แต˜แต—แต‰สณ สทโฑแถ แต‰ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หกแตƒแต˜แตสฐโฑโฟแตโ€ง "แดต แตแต’แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แตƒหกแต‡แต˜แต แต’แถ  แต–สฐแต’แต—แต’หข แถ สณแต’แต สธแต’แต˜สณ แต—สณโฑแต–!" แต€สฐแต‰สธ แต‡แต’แต—สฐ สณแตƒโฟ แต—แต’ สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต’หกแตˆโฑโฟแต โฑแต—โ€ง "แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ หขแต‰โฟแต— โฑแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดธแต’แต’แต แตƒแต— สธแต’แต˜ แต‡แต’แต—สฐ หขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โฑโฟแต โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแตƒสณ! แดฎแต˜แต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แตแต’แต’แถ สธ แตแต’แต’แต‡แต‰สณ'หข แตสธ แถ แตƒแต›แต’แต˜สณโฑแต—แต‰!" 'แดบแต’แต— แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟ' แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต— หขแต‰แต‰โฑโฟแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แถœสณโฑโฟแตแต‰โ€ง "แดฐสณแต’แต’หก แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ฝ แต‚สฐสธ สธแต’แต˜ หกแตƒแต˜แตสฐโฑโฟแต แตƒแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตˆแต’โฟ'แต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต'แต โฟแต’แต— แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ แตแต’ แต’โฟ แตƒ สณแตƒแตแต–แตƒแตแต‰ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ง แดต แต‰โฟสฒแต’สธแต‰แตˆ แต‡แต‰โฑโฟแต สทโฑแต—สฐ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแต’ แดต'หกหก หกแต‰แต— โฑแต— หขหกโฑแตˆแต‰ โฟแต’สทโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜ หขแต˜สณแต‰ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ?" "แดฐแต’โฟ'แต— สทแตƒโฟโฟแตƒ แต–แต˜หขสฐ โฑแต—โ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สณแต’หกหกหข สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰โธด แต—สณสธโฑโฟแต โฟแต’แต— แต—แต’ หขแตโฑหกแต‰โ€ง End Finale
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KAREN AND THE AUTISTIC JOURNEY v (Autistic author) The room falls into a tense silence, the air thick with the unspoken words of regret and uncertainty. Plankton's humming becomes the only sound in the room. Sandy's eyes are glued to Plankton, watching his hands move in a mesmerizing pattern. His humming grows slightly louder, filling the space around them with a comforting buzz. Despite the simplicity of the act, it's a powerful declaration of his new reality. "Plankton are you ok?" Sandy asks him. Plankton's humming stops abruptly, his gaze snaps to her. "Book," he says with longing. "Want book." Sandy nods, her eyes glistening with newfound understanding. "Of course," she says, standing up. She and Karen move to the shelf where she had placed the book earlier. Karen reaches up, her hand carefully retrieving it. "Here," she says, her voice calm, handing the science book to him. He opens it, his gaze immediately drawn to the index table in the back. His eye scans the rows, his brain finding comfort in the predictability of the page numbers. He starts to read the index aloud, his voice a monotone that fills the room with a strange rhythm. "Quantum Mechanics... 134," he reads, his finger tracing the line. "Relativity, Special and General... 212." Karen and Sandy listen, their expressions a mix of wonder and concern. They've never seen Plankton so engrossed in anything other than his own schemes before. Sandy's gaze follows the movement of his finger as it traces the numbers, her mind trying to grasp the significance of his actions. "Why does he read the index like that?" she whispers to Karen. Karen's smile is filled with both love and pride. "It's his way of finding order," she concurs. "The numbers, the patterns, it brings him comfort." Sandy nods, her eyes never leaving Plankton. His focus on the book is intense, his voice a steady rhythm as he reads off the page numbers. "Biology... 37. Chemistry... 101," he drones. Karen sits beside him, her hand on his back, providing the gentle pressure he craves. The sound of his voice, the comfort of the book's familiar weight, it's all part of his new routine. Sandy sits opposite, her paws clasped in her lap, watching intently. Her gaze flickers from Plankton to Karen and back again. She's learning, trying to understand. Plankton's voice rises in excitement as he reaches the physics section. "Quantum Entanglement... 543!" he exclaims, his hands flapping. His eye lit up, a rare smile spreading across his face. Karen's smiles. This was the Plankton she knew, the one who found delight in the complexity of the universe. He reads on, his voice picking up speed. "String Theory... 621! Gravity Waves... 784!" His stimming becomes more animated, his hands fluttering like the wings of a butterfly, each flap a silent declaration of his newfound obsession with order. Sandy's curiosity is piqued, but she's careful not to interrupt, instead watching him with a newfound respect. Karen smiles, her hand still on his back, feeling the warmth of his excitement through her metal shell. "Plankton, why do you like the index so much?" Sandy asks, keeping her voice soft, when the doorbell rings. Karen's head snaps up, the interrupted moment forgotten. "I'll get it," she says, standing quickly. SpongeBob's face appears in the doorway. "Hi, Karen!" he says, his voice bright and cheerful. "Hi, Sandy!" Sandy's eyes dart to the closed bedroom door, then back to Karen. "I should go," she says, standing up. "Let you guys have some space." Karen nods, her gaze following Sandy's. "Thank you," she whispers. "Bye Sandy. Sponge Bob, come on in; Plankton's in the bedroom.." SpongeBob's now going in, his eyes wide with excitement. "What's up, Plankton?" he says, his voice a bubbly burst of enthusiasm. Plankton's head snaps up, his eye wide. "SpongeBob," he says, his voice excitedly affectionate. Sponge Bob's eyes widen at the sight of Plankton's intense focus on the book. "Wow, Plankton, you're really into that, huh?" Plankton's hands stop moving, his gaze shifting from the index to Sponge Bob's smiling face. "Sponge Bob," he says, his voice filled with glee. He jumps up from the bed, the book forgotten as he rushes to embrace his friend. Sponge Bob stumbles backward, surprise etched on his features as Plankton's arms wrap around his waist. "Whoa, buddy," he says, his eyes wide. "What's gotten into you?" Plankton's grip tightens, his body vibrating with joy. "Sponge Bob," he repeats, his voice a high-pitched squeak. Sponge Bob's smile falters, his hands awkwardly patting Plankton's back. "It's ok, Plankton," he says, his voice gentle. "I'm just here to visit." Plankton pulls away, his eye shining with joy with a warmth Sponge Bob isn't used to seeing from him. "Come, sit," he says, his voice eager. He pats the spot on the bed next to him. Sponge Bob's expression is a mix of happiness and concern. Sponge Bob sits down, his body tense. "Plankton, you ok?" he asks, his eyes searching Plankton's. Plankton nods, his hands still flapping in excitement. "Good," he says, his voice monotone yet earnest.
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แดฟแต‰แถœโฑแต–แต‰ แถ แต’สณ แดฐโฑหขแตƒหขแต—แต‰สณ ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š ๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š: ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿท๐Ÿฟ โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š ๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š: ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿท๐Ÿฟ "แดต'แต แตแต’โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต‰ หขแตƒโฟแตˆสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง "หขแต’แต˜โฟแตˆหข แตแต’แต’แตˆโ€ง" แดดแต‰ สณแต‰แต–หกโฑแต‰หขโธด แต‡แต˜หขสธโฑโฟแต สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ โ€ง แ”†แต’ หขสฐแต‰ สทสณแต’แต—แต‰ สฐโฑแต แตƒ โฟแต’แต—แต‰ สฒแต˜หขแต— โฑโฟ แถœแตƒหขแต‰ แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰ หขแต˜สณแต‰โ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแตƒโฟแตˆสธ แตแต‰แต— แต˜แต– แต—แต’ สฐแตƒโฟแต แต’แต˜แต—โ€ง แดนแต‰แตƒโฟสทสฐโฑหกแต‰ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตƒสท แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ'หข โฟแต’แต—แต‰ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ แตแต’โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แตสณแต˜หขแต—สธ แตสณแตƒแต‡โ€ง "แดณโฑแต›แต‰ แตแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ โฑโฟแตสณแต‰แตˆโฑแต‰โฟแต—หขโธด แดฑแต˜แตแต‰โฟแต‰ แดทสณแตƒแต‡หขโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตˆแต‰แตแตƒโฟแตˆแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดต แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— แต—สฐโฑโฟแต หขแต’โ€งโ€ง" "แดต'แตˆ หกโฑแตแต‰ สธแต’แต˜ แต—แต’ แตแต’แต›แต‰ แต’แต›แต‰สณ หขแต’ แดต แถœแตƒโฟ แตƒแถœแถœแต‰หขหข แต—สฐแต‰ หขแตƒแถ แต‰!" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต–โฑแถœแตแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต– แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต˜แต‡แต‰ หขสฐแตƒแต–แต‰แตˆ แต–แต’สณแต—แตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แต›แตƒแต˜หกแต—โธด แต˜หขโฑโฟแต แตƒหกหก สฐโฑหข หขแต—สณแต‰โฟแตแต—สฐโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แต’แต˜แต— แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต‰ สทสฐแตƒแต—'หข สฐแตƒแต–แต–แต‰โฟโฑโฟแตโ€ง "แดถแต˜หขแต— โฑโฟ แต—โฑแตแต‰ แตแต‰ แต‡แต’สธโธด แดต'แต แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ แต–แต˜แต— แตƒโฟ แต‰โฟแตˆ แต—แต’ แต’โฟแถœแต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ แถ แต’สณ แตƒหกหกโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข สฐแต‰แตƒแต›แต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ หขแตƒแถ แต‰ แตƒแต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด แต‡แตƒโฟแตโฑโฟแต หขแตแตƒแถœแต แต’โฟ สฐโฑหข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สณแตƒโฟ แต’แต›แต‰สณ แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต‰ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต‡แตƒสณแต‰หกสธ แต˜แต—แต—แต‰สณ แตƒ สธแต‰หกแต–โฑโฟแต แถœสณสธ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ สฐแต‰หกแต–หกแต‰หขหขหกสธ แถ แต‰หกหก แต‡แตƒแถœแต แถ แต‰แต‰แต‡หกสธโธด แต‡แต˜แต— โฟแต’แต— แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰ สณแต’หกหกแต‰แตˆ แต‡แตƒแถœแต แตƒโฟแตˆ แถœหกแต’หขแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดธแต‰แต—'หข แถ โฑโฟโฑหขสฐ สฐโฑแตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต—แต’หกแตˆ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตˆสณแตƒโฑโฟแต‰แตˆ หกโฑแถ แต‰ สทโฑแต—สฐ สฐโฑหข แตแต’แต˜แต—สฐ แถ แตƒหกหกแต‰โฟ แตƒสฒแตƒสณโ€ง "แดบแต’โธด แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หขโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สณแต‰หขแต’หกแต˜แต—แต‰โ€ง "แดต สทแต’โฟ'แต— แตˆแต’ โฑแต—โธด แตƒโฟแตˆ แดต สทแต’โฟ'แต— หกแต‰แต— สธแต’แต˜โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แถ โฑโฟแต‰โธด แต‡แต˜แต— แต’โฟหกสธ แต‡แต‰ แถœแตƒแต˜หขแต‰ โฑแต—'หข แถœหกแต’หขโฑโฟแต แต—โฑแตแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข หขแตƒสท แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตแต‰โฟแต—หกสธ แต–โฑแถœแต แต˜แต– แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง แดนแต‰แตƒโฟสทสฐโฑหกแต‰ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ'หข แถ โฑโฟโฑหขสฐโฑโฟแต แต˜แต– แตโฑสณหกหข โฟโฑแตสฐแต— สทโฑแต—สฐ แ”†แตƒโฟแตˆสธโ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตƒสณสณโฑแต›แต‰หข แต‡แตƒแถœแต แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต—โธด สฐแต‰แตƒสณโฑโฟแต หขแต’แต‡หข แตƒหข หขสฐแต‰ แต’แต–แต‰โฟแต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณโ€ง "แดพหกแต‰แตƒหขแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœสณโฑแต‰แตˆโธด แตƒหข แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแตƒสท สฐโฑแต แต’แต›แต‰สณ แต—สฐแต‰ แตแต’แต—โฑแต’โฟหกแต‰หขหข แต‡แต’แตˆสธ แต’แถ  สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆโ€ง "แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ! แดพหกแต‰แตƒหขแต‰โธด สฐแต‰หกแต–! แดดแต‰'หข โฟแต’แต— แตแต’แต›โฑโฟแตโธด แต‡แต˜แต— แต’โฟหกสธ แต‡สณแต‰แตƒแต—สฐโฑโฟแตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต‰หฃแต–หกแตƒโฑโฟแต‰แตˆ แต‰แต›แต‰สณสธแต—สฐโฑโฟแตโ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแถœแตƒโฟโฟแต‰แตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง "แดนสธ หขแต’แต˜สณแถœแต‰หข โฑโฟแตˆโฑแถœแตƒแต—แต‰ สฐแต‰'หข แตแต’โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ สณแต‰แตแตƒโฑโฟ แต˜โฟแถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หข แต˜โฟแต—โฑหก แตƒแต— หกแต‰แตƒหขแต— แต—แต’แตแต’สณสณแต’สท แตแต’สณโฟโฑโฟแต แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แต‰แตƒสณหกโฑแต‰หขแต— หขแต’โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ แตแต‰แตƒโฟแต— แถ แต’สณ แตƒโฟสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตโฟแต’สทโธด หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€ง สธแต’แต˜ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— แถœแตƒแต˜หขแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡หกแต˜โฟแต— แถ แต’สณแถœแต‰ แต—สณแตƒแต˜แตแตƒโ€ง แดดแต‰'แตˆ แต‡แต‰ โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ สทแต’สณหขแต— แถœแตƒหขแต‰ หขแถœแต‰โฟแตƒสณโฑแต’ แตƒ แถœแต’แตแตƒโธด แต‡แต˜แต— แต’โฟหกสธ แต—โฑแตแต‰ แต—แต‰หกหกโ€ง สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒโฟ หขแต—แตƒสธ แต’แต›แต‰สณ โฟโฑแตสฐแต— โฑแถ  สธแต’แต˜'แตˆ หกโฑแตแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต—แต’แต’แต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰แตˆ แถ แต’สณ แต—สฐแต‰ โฟโฑแตสฐแต—โ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒแต— แตˆแต’สทโฟ โฑโฟ แถœสฐแตƒโฑสณ แต‡สธ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แต‡แต‰แตˆโธด แต‰แต›แต‰โฟแต—แต˜แตƒหกหกสธ แถ แต‰หกหก แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต– สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ  หขโฑแต—แต—โฑโฟแต แต˜แต–; แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สทแตƒหข แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ หขโฑแตˆแต‰ แตƒแถœแต—โฑโฟแต แตƒหข แตƒ แตแต’โฟโฑแต—แต’สณ แถ แต’สณ สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแต’แตแต‰ แต˜แต– โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตแต’สณโฟโฑโฟแต แตƒหข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต—สทโฑแต—แถœสฐโธด สฐโฑหข หขแต‰โฟหขแต‰หข แตสณแตƒแตˆแต˜แตƒหกหกสธ สณแต‰แต—แต˜สณโฟโฑโฟแตโ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตƒหกหขแต’ แต–แต‰สณแตแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต–โธด สฐแต‰แตƒสณโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ สทแตƒแตแต‰โฟโ€ง แดฑสธแต‰ แถ หกแต˜แต—แต—แต‰สณโฑโฟแต แต’แต–แต‰โฟโธด สฐแต‰ สทแต‰แตƒแตหกสธ แต—สณโฑแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต—แตƒแตแต‰ โฑโฟ สฐโฑหข หขแต˜สณสณแต’แต˜โฟแตˆโฑโฟแตหขโ€ง "แดฑแต˜สฐโ€“" "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ฝ" แต€สฐแต‰ แตˆแต˜หกหก แต–แตƒโฑโฟ โฑโฟ สฐโฑหข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ โฑโฟแถœสณแต‰แตƒหขแต‰แตˆ แต’แต›แต‰สณ สฐโฑแต แตƒหข สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ หขแตƒแถ แต‰ สฐโฑแต— สฐโฑแต แถ แต‰หกแต— แต—สฐแต‰ สทแต’สณหขแต— แต’แถ  โฑแต—โ€ง "แตแตสฐโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—สณโฑแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แตแต’แต›แต‰โธด แต‡แต˜แต— แต˜โฟแตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แต—แต’โ€ง "สธแตƒแตโธด สทสฐแตƒโ€ง แดนสธ สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ; สทสฐแตƒแต— โฑหข สฐแตƒแต–แต–แต‰โฟโฑโฟแตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ โฑโฟ สธแต’แต˜สณ สณแต’แต’แตโ€ง สธแต’แต˜ แต—แต’แต’แต แ‘ซแต˜โฑแต—แต‰ แต‰ สฐโฑแต— สธแต‰หขแต—แต‰สณ แตˆแตƒสธ! แดฐแต’ สธแต’แต˜ สทแตƒโฟแต— หขแต’แตแต‰แต—สฐโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แตˆสณโฑโฟแต?" "แดต'หกหก หขแต—แตƒสธ สทโฑแต—สฐ สฐโฑแต แตƒโฟแตˆ แตƒหข สธแต’แต˜ แตแต‰แต— หขแต’แตแต‰ สทแตƒแต—แต‰สณโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ โฑโฟแต—แต‰สณสณแต˜แต–แต—แต‰แตˆ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ง "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด แดต แต‡สณแต˜โฟแต สธแต’แต˜ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต— แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ สธแต’แต˜ หขแต—สณแต˜แถœแต สธแต’แต˜สณ สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟหขแต— แต—สฐแต‰ หขแตƒแถ แต‰ สทสฐแต‰โฟ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต—สณโฑแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ หขแต—แต’แต– สธแต’แต˜ หขแต—แต‰แตƒหกโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ โฑโฟแตสณแต‰แตˆโฑแต‰โฟแต—หขโ€ง แดต'แต หขแต’ หขแต’สณสณสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐโฑแตโ€ง "แดฐโฑแตˆ แดต แตแต‰แต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜ แตˆโฑแตˆ โฟแต’แต—; แตสธ แตƒแต–แต’หกแต’แตโฑแต‰หขโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตƒสท แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แถœแต’แตแต‰ แต‡แตƒแถœแต โฑโฟโ€ง "แดต สฐแต‰หกแต– สธแต’แต˜ หขโฑแต— แต˜แต– หขแต—สณแตƒโฑแตสฐแต— แต—แต’ แต—แตƒแตแต‰ แตƒ หขโฑแต– แต’แถ  แตˆสณโฑโฟแตโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐแต‰หกแต–แต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแต แต˜แต–สณโฑแตสฐแต— แต–แต’หขโฑแต—โฑแต’โฟโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตแต’แต— แถ สณแต˜หขแต—สณแตƒแต—แต‰แตˆ สทสฐแต‰โฟ สฐแต‰ หขแต–โฑหกแต— สฐโฑหข สทแตƒแต—แต‰สณโธด หขแต—โฑหกหก สณแต‰แถœแต’แต›แต‰สณโฑโฟแต แถ สณแต’แต แต—สฐแต‰ โฑโฟแถœโฑแตˆแต‰โฟแต—โ€ง "แดฐแต’โฟ'แต— สทแต’สณสณสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœแต’แตƒหฃแต‰แตˆโ€ง "สธแต’แต˜ สทแตƒโฟแต— แตแต‰ แต—แต’ สฐแต’หกแตˆ โฑแต— แต’สณ สฐแต‰หกแต– สธแต’แต˜ สฐแต’หกแตˆ โฑแต—?" แดนแตƒแตˆ แตƒแต— สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ  แถ แต’สณ โฟแต’แต— แต‡แต‰โฑโฟแต แตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แต—แต’โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‰โฟแต‰สณแตสธ แต—แต’ แตƒสณแตแต˜แต‰โ€ง แดดแต‰ แตƒหกหขแต’ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— สทแตƒโฟแต— แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— แตƒโฟแตสณสธ แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰แตโธด แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐ สฐแต‰ แถ แต‰หกแต— หขแต’แตแต‰สทสฐแตƒแต— แต˜แต–หขแต‰แต—โ€ง "แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒหขแตแต‰แตˆโธด สฐแตƒแต›โฑโฟแต โฟแต’ แต‰โฟแต‰สณแตสธโ€ง "แถœแตƒโฟ สธแต’แต˜ หขแต—แตƒสธ แต‡สธ สทโฑแต—สฐ แตแต‰ แต–หกแต‰แตƒหขแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†แต˜สณแต‰โธด แต‡แต˜แตˆ; สฒแต˜หขแต— สณแต‰หขแต—โ€ง" "แต€สฐแตƒโฟแตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "หกแต‰แตƒโฟ แต‡แตƒแถœแตโ€ง" แดดแต‰ แถ แต‰หกหก แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต– แตƒหข สฐโฑหข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ สฐโฑแต—แต—โฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แต–โฑหกหกแต’สทโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต‰หฃแต—แต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข แต‡แต’หขหข 'แดต แตƒแต สณแต‰หขโฑแตโฟโฑโฟแต' แต—แต’ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หขโธด แต›แต’สทโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰แถœแต’แตแต‰ แตƒ แถ สณสธ แถœแต’แต’แต แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต— แต’โฟโ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แถœแตƒแตแต‰ โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต’แต’แต สทโฑแต—สฐ แ”†แตƒโฟแตˆสธโ€ง "แดต สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— แต—สฐแต‰ โฑโฟแถœโฑแตˆแต‰โฟแต—โธด แตƒโฟแตˆ แดต แถ แต‰หกแต— แต‡แตƒแตˆ แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สทโฑแต—สฐ แตแต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ โฟแต’แต— สทโฑแต—สฐโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ‘ซแต˜โฑแต‰แต—โธด แ”†แตƒโฟแตˆสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต–แต’โฑโฟแต—แต‰แตˆ แตƒแต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทโฑแต—สฐ แตแต‰หขแต—แต˜สณแต‰โ€ง "แดฟโฑแตสฐแต—; หขแต’สณสณสธโ€ง" "แดบแต‰แต›แต‰สณ แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต— แดต'แตˆ หขแตƒสธ โฑแต—โธด แต‡แต˜แต— แดต แถœแตƒโฟ'แต— สทแตƒโฑแต— แถ แต’สณ สฐโฑแต แต—แต’ หขแต—แตƒสณแต— โฟแตƒแตแตโฑโฟแต แตแต‰ แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟโ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขโฑแตสฐแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดต แต—สฐโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰'หข แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตแต‰โฟแตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตโฟแต’สทโธด แตƒโฟแตˆ สธแต’แต˜ หขแตƒแต›แต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแตโ€ง สธแต’แต˜ แตโฟแต’สทโธด แดต แต—สฐโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰ หขแต‰แต‰หข สธแต’แต˜ แตƒหข แตƒ แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆโธด แตˆแต‰หขแต–โฑแต—แต‰ โฟแต’แต— สทแตƒโฟแต—โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แตƒแตˆแตโฑแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตƒหกหขแต’ แตแต‰แตแต’สณโฑหขแต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แต–แตƒแต—แต—สธ โฑโฟแตสณแต‰แตˆโฑแต‰โฟแต—หขโธด สทสฐโฑแถœสฐ แดต'แต แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ แตโฑแต›แต‰ สฐโฑแต!" "สธแต’แต˜ หขแต˜สณแต‰?" "แดฌหข สฐโฑหข แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆโธด แดต'แตˆ แตˆแต’ โฑแต—โธด แต’สณ สฐแต‰หกแต– สฐโฑแต แตˆแต’ โฑแต—!" แต€สฐแต‰ แดทสณแตƒแต‡'หข โฟแต’ แตแต’สณแต‰โ€ง
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แต‚แตƒหกแตโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แดพสณแตƒโฟแต โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ "แดพแต‰แตƒสณหก สฐแตƒหขโฟ'แต— สฐแต‰หกแต–แต‰แตˆ แต˜หข สทโฑแต—สฐ แต–สณแตƒโฟแตโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แต’สธหข แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰!" แต€สฐแต‰ แดณแตƒหก แดพแตƒหกหข สทแต‰สณแต‰ สฐแตƒแต›โฑโฟแต แตƒโฟแต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ แตโฑสณหกหข โฟโฑแตสฐแต—โ€ง "แดต'แตˆ หกแต’แต›แต‰ แต—แต’ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แตƒ แต–แตƒสณแต— โฑโฟ แต–สณแตƒโฟแตโฑโฟแต!" แ”†แตƒโฑแตˆ แดพแต‰แตƒสณหกโ€ง "แดดแต’สท แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข?" แต€สฐแต‰สธ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แตƒโฟแถœสฐแต’สณ หขสฐแตƒแต–แต‰แตˆ สฐแต’แตแต‰โ€ง "แดนหขโ€ง แดพแต˜แถ แถ โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†สฐแต‰ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณโ€ง "แดผสฐ สฐแต‰สธ แดนหขโ€ง แดพแต˜แถ แถ !" "แดฑแต˜แตแต‰โฟแต‰โธด สธแต’แต˜ แถ แต’สณแตแต’แต—!" "แดดแต˜สฐ?" "แดฌแต‡แต’แต˜แต— แต’แต˜สณ แตˆแตƒแต—แต‰ แต—แต’โฟโฑแตสฐแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตˆแต’โฟ'แต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜ แตˆโฑแตˆ แต—แต’ แดฑแต˜แตแต‰โฟแต‰! แดต'แต แตแต’โฑโฟแต สฐแต’แตแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แถ แต’หกหกแต’สทแต‰แตˆ สฐแต‰สณ แต’แต˜แต— แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต‰หขแต— แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ แตแตƒหก แต–แตƒหกหขโ€ง "สธแต’แต˜'แต›แต‰ แต‡แต‰แต‰โฟ แต–สณแตƒโฟแตแต‰แตˆ!" แต€สฐแต‰สธ หกแตƒแต˜แตสฐแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดผสฐ!" "แดต'หกหก แถœแตƒหกหก แดฎสณแตƒโฟ แถ หกแต’แต˜โฟแตˆแต‰สณหข แถ สณแต’แต แตแตƒแต—สฐ แถœหกแตƒหขหขโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพแต‰แตƒสณหก แตแต’แต— แต’แต˜แต— สฐแต‰สณ แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰ แต—แต’ แตˆโฑแตƒหก สฐโฑหข โฟแต˜แตแต‡แต‰สณโ€ง "แดฐโฑแตˆ สธแต’แต˜ แถ โฑโฟโฑหขสฐ แต’แต˜สณ สฐแต’แตแต‰สทแต’สณแต?" "แดต แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— แตโฟแต’สท สทแต‰ สฐแตƒแตˆ แตƒโฟสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต'แต สฒแต˜หขแต— แต–สณแตƒโฟแตโฑโฟแต สธแต’แต˜!" แดพแต‰แตƒสณหก หขแตƒโฑแตˆ สฐแตƒโฟแตโฑโฟแต แต˜แต–โ€ง "แดต สทแตƒโฟโฟแตƒ แตแต’ สทโฑแต—สฐ แตƒ แตแต’สณแต‰ แต‡โฑแตแตแต‰สณ แต–สณแตƒโฟแตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แถœแตƒโฟ สทแต‰ หกแต‰โฟแตแต—สฐแต‰โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ โฟแต‰หฃแต— แต–สณแตƒโฟแต แต’โฟ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ?" แ”†แต’ แต—สฐแต‰สธ หขโฟแต‰แตƒแต แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต—โ€ง "แ”†สฐแต’แต˜หกแตˆ สทแต‰ แต–หกแตƒโฟ โฑโฟหขแต—แต‰แตƒแตˆ แต’แถ  สทโฑโฟแตโฑโฟแต โฑแต—? แดต แตแต‰แตƒโฟ แตสธ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แต—สฐโฑโฟแต สทแต‰'แตˆ แต—สณโฑแถœแต สฐโฑแต แต—สฐโฑโฟแตโฑโฟแต แดต'แต แตƒ แถœแต˜หขแต—แต’แตแต‰สณ!" แดพแต‰แตƒสณหก โฑโฟแต—แต‰สณสณแต˜แต–แต—หข แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ง "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แถœแตƒโฟ แต‡แต‰ แตแตƒแตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแต‰'หข โฟแต’แต— หขแต’ แต—สณแต˜หขแต—โฑโฟแตโธด หขแต’ โฑแต— โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆหข แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตˆแต’แต‰หข สฐแต‰ แตโฟแต’สท สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ สฐแตƒแต›โฑโฟแต แตƒ แตโฑสณหกหข โฟโฑแตสฐแต—?" แ”†แตƒโฟแตˆสธ แตƒหขแตแต‰แตˆ แถœแต˜แต—แต—โฑโฟแต แต’แถ แถ  แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ง "แดต แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐโฑแต แดต'แตˆ แต‡แต‰ แตแต’โฟแต‰ แต’แต˜แต— แต—แต’โฟโฑแตสฐแต—โธด หขแต’โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แต‡แต‰แต— สฐแต‰'แตˆ หขแต‰แต‰ โฑแต— แถœแต’แตโฑโฟแต โฑแถ  สฐแต‰ หขแตƒสท สธแต’แต˜โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— แตโฟแต’สท สฐโฑแต สณแต‰แตƒหก สทแต‰หกหกโธด แต‰หฃแถœแต‰แต–แต— สฐแต‰'หข แตƒแถ สณแตƒโฑแตˆ แต’แถ  แตแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตˆแต’แต‰หข หขแถœโฑแต‰โฟแถœแต‰ แต‰หฃแต–แต‰สณโฑแตแต‰โฟแต—หข แตƒโฟแตˆ สทแตƒโฟแต—หข แต—แต’ แตแตƒโฑโฟ แต‡แต˜หขโฑโฟแต‰หขหข แถ สณแต’แต แต—สฐแต‰ แต–แตƒแต—แต—สธ โฑโฟแตสณแต‰แตˆโฑแต‰โฟแต—หขโ€ง" "แดดแต‰ แตโฑแตสฐแต— สณแต‰แถœแต’แตโฟโฑหขแต‰ แตƒโฟสธ แต’แถ  แต˜หขโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†สฐแต’แต˜หกแตˆโฟ'แต— สทแต‰ หขแต‰แต‰ สทสฐแตƒแต— สฐแต‰'หข แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แตˆแต’โฑโฟแต?" แดนหขโ€ง แดพแต˜แถ แถ  แตƒหขแตแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดต'หกหก แตแต’ แถœสฐแต‰แถœแตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต—แต’หกแตˆ แต—สฐแต‰แตโ€ง "แดผโฟแถœแต‰ สทแต‰ แตโฟแต’สท สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ สฐแต‰ โฑหขโธด สทแต‰ แถœแตƒโฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†หกแต‰แต‰แต–โฑโฟแต โฑโฟ แต‡แต‰แตˆโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แถœแต’แตแต‰หข แต‡แตƒแถœแตโ€ง "แดต แต–แต‰แต‰แตแต‰แตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ แตสธ หขแต‰โฟหขแต’สณหข โฑโฟแตˆโฑแถœแตƒแต—แต‰แตˆ สฐแต‰'หข แต˜แต–โป แ”†แต—แตƒโฑสณหข โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แต‰แตˆสณแต’แต’แตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†แต’ หกแต‰แต—'หข หขแต‰แต‰โธด สทสฐแตƒแต—'หข หขแต’แตแต‰แต—สฐโฑโฟแต สทแต‰ แถœแตƒโฟ แตˆแต’?" "แต‚แต‰ แถœแตƒโฟ แถœสฐแตƒโฟแตแต‰ แตƒหกหก แต—สฐแต‰ แถœหกแต’แถœแตหข แตƒโฟแตˆ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แถœแตƒหกแต‰โฟแตˆแตƒสณหขโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต หกโฑแตแต‰ โฑแต— แต‡แต˜แต— แต—สฐแต‰สณแต‰'หข แตƒ แถœหกแต’แถœแต แต‡สธ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แต‰แตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แดต แถœแตƒโฟ หขโฟแต‰แตƒแต โฑโฟ!" แ”†แตƒโฟแตˆสธ หขแตƒโฑแตˆโ€ง "แต‚แต‰ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แตƒแตสณแต‰แต‰ แต’โฟ แตƒ แต—โฑแตแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต'แตˆ หขแตƒสธ โฟแต’แต’โฟ!" "แดบแต’แต’โฟ โฑแต— โฑหข แต—สฐแต‰โฟ!" "แต‚แต‰'หกหก แถœสฐแตƒโฟแตแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแตƒหกแต‰โฟแตˆแตƒสณหข แต—แต’ แถœสฐสณโฑหขแต—แตแตƒหข แตˆแตƒสธ!" แดพแต‰แตƒสณหก หกแตƒแต˜แตสฐแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดต หกโฑแตแต‰ โฑแต—! สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒโฟ แตˆแต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœหกแต’แถœแตหข แตˆแต’สทโฟหขแต—แตƒโฑสณหขโธด แดนหขโ€ง แดพแต˜แถ แถ ; แดต'หกหก แตˆแต’ แตƒหกหก แต—สฐแต‰ แตƒแต–แต–หกโฑแตƒโฟแถœแต‰หขโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแตƒสธหขโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰สธ แต–แต˜แต— แต—สฐแต‰โฑสณ สฐแตƒโฟแตˆหข โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตโฑแตˆแตˆหกแต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ หกโฑแถ แต—แต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰แต แต˜แต–โธด แต—สฐแต‰โฟ แตแต’โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แตˆแต’ แต—สฐแต‰โฑสณ แตˆแต‰หขโฑแตโฟแตƒแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แตƒหขแตหขโ€ง แ”†แต’ หขแตƒโฟแตˆสธ สทแต‰โฟแต— โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แต‰แตˆสณแต’แต’แตโธด แถœแตƒสณแต‰แถ แต˜หก โฟแต’แต— แต—แต’ แตแตƒแตแต‰ โฟแต’โฑหขแต‰โ€ง แ”†หกแต’สทหกสธ แต–แต˜หขสฐโฑโฟแต แต’แต–แต‰โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต’แต’แตโธด หขสฐแต‰ หขแต—แต’แต’แตˆ แต’โฟ สฐแต‰สณ แต—แต’แต‰หข หขแต’ แตƒหข แต—แต’ โฟแต’แต— แตˆโฑหขแต—แต˜สณแต‡ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง แ”†แตƒโฟแตˆสธ แถœสณแตƒสทหกแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœหกแต’แถœแต แตƒโฟแตˆ แถœสฐแตƒโฟแตแต‰แตˆ โฑแต— แตƒหข สฐแต‰ หขโฟแต’สณแต‰โธด หขแต—โฑแถ หกโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แต˜สณแตแต‰ แต—แต’ แตโฑแตแตหกแต‰โ€ง แดฌแถ แต—แต‰สณ แถ โฑหฃโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แถœหกแต’แถœแต แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแต‰แต‰หข แต—สฐแต‰ สทโฑโฟแตˆแต’สท'หข แถœหกแต’หขแต‰แตˆโธด หขสฐแต‰ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต‰แต— แต‡แตƒแถœแต แตˆแต’สทโฟโป หขแต—แตƒโฑสณหขโ€ง "แดต แตแต’แต— แตƒ แถœสฐสณโฑหขแต—แตแตƒหข แต—สณแต‰แต‰ แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  แต’แต˜สณ แตแตƒสณแตƒแตแต‰!" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแตƒโฑแตˆโ€ง "แดธแต‰แต—'หข แตแต‰แต— หขแต’แตแต‰ แต’แถ  สฐโฑหข โฑโฟแต›แต‰โฟแต—โฑแต’โฟหข แตƒโฟแตˆ สทสณแตƒแต– แต—สฐแต‰แต!" "แดดแต’สท แตƒสณแต‰ สทแต‰ แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— สฐโฑแต สฐแต‰สณแต‰?" "แดพแต‰สณสฐแตƒแต–หข สทแต‰ หขโฑโฟแต สฐแต’หกโฑแตˆแตƒสธ'หข แตแต˜หขโฑแถœ หขแต’โฟแตหข หกแต’แต˜แตˆ แต‰โฟแต’แต˜แตสฐโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต สฒแต˜หขแต— แต—แต‰หฃแต—แต‰แตˆ แตสธ แตˆแตƒแตˆ แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— สฐโฑแต โฑโฟ แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แต–สณแตƒโฟแต! แดต แตแตƒสธ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แตƒหกหขแต’ แต—แต‰หฃแต—แต‰แตˆ แดฎสณแตƒโฟ แถ หกแต’แต˜โฟแตˆแต‰สณหขโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพแต‰แตƒสณหก แถœสฐแต˜แถœแตหกแต‰แตˆโธด แต—แต˜สณโฟโฑโฟแต แต’โฟ หกโฑแตสฐแต—หขโ€ง "แ”†แตƒโฟแต—แตƒ แ”†แตƒโฟแต—แตƒ'หข สฐแตƒหข แตแต’แต— สฐโฑหข สฒแต’หกหกสธ หกโฑแต—แต—หกแต‰ แต‰สธแต‰หข แต’โฟ แตแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตƒแต— แต˜แต– แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰โฟโฑโฟแตโ€ง "แต‚สฐแตƒแต— โฑหข แตแต’โฑโฟแต แต’โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แถœสฐแต‰แถœแตโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแตƒแต—แต‰โธด สฐแต‰ สทแตƒหข แต—แตƒแตแต‰โฟ แตƒแต‡แตƒแถœแตโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแต‰โฟแต— แตˆแต’สทโฟ แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแตƒสท แต–แต‰แต’แต–หกแต‰ โฑโฟ สฐแตƒแต—หข แตƒโฟแตˆ หขสทแต‰แตƒแต—แต‰สณหขโ€ง "สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ แต˜แต–; โฟแต’สทโธด สทแต‰ แถœแตƒโฟ แต’แต–แต‰โฟ แต’แต˜สณ แตโฑแถ แต—หข!" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สฐแตƒโฟแตˆแต‰แตˆ แต’แต˜แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แต–สณแต‰หขแต‰โฟแต—หขโ€ง "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด สธแต’แต˜ แต’โฟหกสธ แตแตƒแต›แต‰ หขแต’แตแต‰แต—สฐโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ? แต‚สฐแต‰สณแต‰'หข แต’แต˜สณโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†สฐแต‰หกแตˆแต’โฟโธด โฑแต—'หข แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แต‰หขแต— แต—สฐโฑโฟแต สธแต’แต˜'แต›แต‰ แต‰แต›แต‰สณ แตแต’แต—แต—แต‰โฟ แตแต‰!" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แถœแต˜แต— โฑโฟโธด แต˜โฟสทสณแตƒแต–แต–โฑโฟแต สฐแต‰สณหข หกแตƒแต‡แต‰หกหข 'แต—แต’ แตแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แถ สณแต’แต แต–หกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ' สฐแตƒแต–แต–โฑหกสธโ€ง "แดตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดพแต‰แตƒสณหกโธด สฐแต’สท'แตˆ สธแต’แต˜ แตโฟแต’สท แดต โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆแต‰แตˆ แตƒ โฟแต‰สท แต›แตƒแถœแต˜แต˜แต?" "แดผสฐโธด แดฎสณแตƒโฟ; สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ สฐแต’แต˜หขแต‰'หข แตƒ แตแต‰หขหข!" "แดต โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆแต‰แตˆ แตƒ แตแต–หข หขสธหขแต—แต‰แต!" "สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ สทแต‰หกแถœแต’แตแต‰ แดนหขโ€ง แดพแต˜แถ แถ !" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰โฟ แถ สณแตƒโฟแต—โฑแถœแตƒหกหกสธ แถœสฐแต‰แถœแตแต‰แตˆ แตƒหกหก แต—สฐแต‰ แตƒแต–แต–หกโฑแตƒโฟแถœแต‰หข แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแตƒสธ หขแต‰แต— แตƒหข แถœสฐสณโฑหขแต—แตแตƒหขโ€ง "แดตแต— แถœแตƒโฟ'แต— แต‡แต‰ แถœสฐสณโฑหขแต—แตแตƒหข; แดต โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ สทสณแตƒแต–แต–แต‰แตˆโธด สทสฐสธ แตƒสณแต‰ แตƒหกหก แตสธ โฑโฟแต›แต‰โฟแต—โฑแต’โฟหขโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆหข แต—แต’ แต˜โฟสทสณแตƒแต– สฐโฑหขโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†แตƒโฟแต—แตƒ แ”†แตƒโฟแต—แตƒ'หข สฐแตƒหข แตแต’แต— สฐโฑหข สฒแต’หกหกสธ หกโฑแต—แต—หกแต‰ แต‰สธแต‰หข แต’โฟ แตแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แถ สณแต˜หขแต—สณแตƒแต—แต‰แตˆโธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แถœสฐแต‰แถœแตแต‰แตˆ แต˜โฟแตˆแต‰สณ แต—สฐแต‰ แต—สณแต‰แต‰ แต—แต’ แถ โฑโฟแตˆ สฐโฑหข หกแตƒแต‡แต‰หก 'แต—แต’ แต–หกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แถ สณแต’แต แตสณแตƒแต‡หข' สทสณแตƒแต–แต–แต‰แตˆโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต˜โฟสทสณแตƒแต–แต–แต‰แตˆ โฑแต— แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ หขแต‰แถœสณแต‰แต— แต‡แต’แต—แต—หกแต‰ สทโฑแต—สฐ แต—สฐแต‰ แต–แตƒแต–แต‰สณ แต’แถ  โฑโฟแตสณแต‰แตˆโฑแต‰โฟแต—หขโ€ง แตโฟแตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แต—แต’ แตˆโฑหขหกแต’แตˆแตแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ หกโฑแตˆโธด สฐแต‰ หขแตแตƒหขสฐแต‰หข แต—สฐแต‰ แตหกแตƒหขหข แต—แต’ แต‡สณแต‰แตƒแต โฑแต— แต’แต–แต‰โฟโ€ง แดฑหฃแถœโฑแต—แต‰แตˆหกสธ แต˜โฟแถ แต’หกแตˆโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แต–โฑแต‰แถœแต‰ แต’แถ  แต–แตƒแต–แต‰สณ สณแต’หกหกแต‰แตˆโธด โฑแต— หขแตƒสธหข 'สธแต’แต˜ สฒแต˜หขแต— แตแต’แต— แต–สณแตƒโฟแตแต‰แตˆ' แต’โฟ โฑแต—โ€ง แดฌหกหก แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰แต หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ หกแตƒแต˜แตสฐโฑโฟแต แตƒแต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒหข แต—สฐแต‰สธ แต˜โฟแต›แต‰โฑหกแต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ สทโฑโฟแตˆแต’สทหข หขสฐแต’สทโฑโฟแต หขแต—โฑหกหก แตˆแตƒสณแต โฟโฑแตสฐแต— แต’แต˜แต—โ€ง แดดแต˜แตโฑหกโฑแตƒแต—แต‰แตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ แต‰แตแต‡แตƒสณสณแตƒหขหขแต‰แตˆโธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สณโฑแต–หข แต˜แต– แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต’หกหก แต’แถ  แต–แตƒแต–แต‰สณ แตƒโฟแตˆ แตแต’แต‰หข แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต—แต’ สฐโฑหข สณแต’แต’แต แต˜แต–หขแต‰แต—โ€ง "แ”†แต‰แต‰ สธแต’แต˜ แตƒแต— หขแถœสฐแต’แต’หก แดพแต‰แตƒสณหกโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดฎสณแตƒโฟ แถ หกแต’แต˜โฟแตˆแต‰สณหข หกแต‰แถ แต—โ€ง แต‚สฐแต‰โฟ แต’โฟหกสธ แตƒหกหก แต—สฐแต‰ แตแตƒหก แต–แตƒหกหข สณแต‰แตแตƒโฑโฟแต‰แตˆ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขโฑแตสฐแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดดแต‰'หกหก แถœแตƒหกแต แตˆแต’สทโฟโธด สณโฑแตสฐแต—?" "แดดแตƒสณแตˆ แต—แต’ หขแตƒสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†สฐแต‰ แตƒแตˆแตโฑแต—หข แตแต’โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แถœสฐแต‰แถœแต แตƒหข แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต‰หขแต— แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰แต สณแต‰แต›แต‰สณแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แตƒแต–แต–หกโฑแตƒโฟแถœแต‰หขโ€ง "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ?" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สทแต‰โฟแต— โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต’แต’แต แตƒหข สฐแต‰'หข หขโฑหกแต‰โฟแต—หกสธ แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แต‰แตˆโ€ง "แถœแต’แตแต‰ แต’โฟโธด สทแต‰ แต–สณแตƒโฟแตแต‰แตˆ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแต—แต’แต–แต–แต‰แตˆ แตƒหข หขสฐแต‰ สณแต‰แตƒหกโฑหขแต‰แตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขสฐแต‰แตˆ แต—แต‰แตƒสณหขโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ แตแตƒหก แต–แตƒหกหข แถœแตƒแต˜แตสฐแต— แต˜แต–โ€ง "แดดแต‰สธ แต‡แต˜แตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜ แตแต’แต’แตˆ?" แดดแต‰ แต˜หขแต˜แตƒหกหกสธ หกแตƒหขสฐ แต’แต˜แต— สทสฐแต‰โฟ แตแตƒแตˆโธด แต‡แต˜แต— แตƒโฟแตสณสธ แต‰โฟแต’แต˜แตสฐ แต—แต’ หขแต—แตƒสธ แ‘ซแต˜โฑแต‰แต— แตƒโฟแตˆ โฟแต’แต— หขแตƒสธโฑโฟแต แตƒ สทแต’สณแตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง "แดต โฑโฟแต›โฑแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณหขโ€ง" แดพแต‰แตƒสณหก แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐโฑแตโ€ง "แดฐแต’ สธแต’แต˜ สทแตƒโฟแต— หขแต–แตƒแถœแต‰ แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰ แตƒหกแต’โฟแต‰?" "แดธแต‰แต—'หข แถœแตƒหกหก โฑแต— แตƒ โฟโฑแตสฐแต— แตแตƒหก แต–แตƒหกหขโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ โฑโฟแถ แต’สณแตแต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ แตแตƒหก แต–แตƒหกหขโ€ง "แต‚แต‰ สฒแต˜หขแต— แตˆโฑแตˆ โฑแต— แถ แต’สณ แตƒหกหก โฑโฟ แถ แต˜โฟโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตโฟแต’สท; แดต สฒแต˜หขแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜ แถ แต‰แต‰หก หกโฑแตแต‰ สฐแต˜สณแต— สธแต’แต˜สณ แต–สณโฑแตˆแต‰?" "สธแต‰หข แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตƒแต–แต’หกแต’แตโฑหขแต‰ แถ แต’สณ สทแตƒแตโฑโฟแต สธแต’แต˜โ€ง" "แต€สฐแตƒโฟแตหข; แดต หกแต’แต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ'หข หขแต˜สณแต‰ หขสฐแต‰ โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแตƒสธ แต—สฐแต‰ สทแต’สณแตˆ 'หกแต’แต›แต‰' โฑโฟ แตƒ หขแต‰โฟแต—แต‰โฟแถœแต‰โธด หกแต‰แต— แตƒหกแต’โฟแต‰ แต—แต’ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณหขโ€ง แ”†สฐแต‰ แตโฟแต‰สท สฐแต‰ หขสฐแต’สทแต‰แตˆ แตƒแถ แถ แต‰แถœแต—โฑแต’โฟ แตƒแต— แต—โฑแตแต‰หข โฑโฟ สฐโฑหข แต’สทโฟ หกโฑแต—แต—หกแต‰ สทแตƒสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง "สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ สทแต‰หกแถœแต’แตแต‰; หกแต’แต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜ แต—แต’โ€งโ€ง" หขสฐแต‰ แต—แต˜แถœแตแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแต โฑโฟโ€ง "สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒโฟ แถ แต‰แต‰หก แถ สณแต‰แต‰ แต—แต’ แต—แต‰หกหก แตแต‰ แตƒโฟสธแต—สฐโฑโฟแตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ หขแตƒสธโธด แต‡แต˜แต— หขสฐแต‰ สณแต‰แตƒหกโฑหขแต‰แตˆ สฐแต‰'หข หขโฟแต’สณโฑโฟแตโ€ง "แ”†หกแต‰แต‰แต– แต—โฑแตสฐแต—โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง"
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แดดแตƒแต–แต–สธ แดฎโฑสณแต—สฐแตˆแตƒสธ แต—แต’ แถœแดพแต โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ @ALYJACI แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แถœแต’แตแต–แต˜แต—แต‰สณ สทโฑแถ แต‰ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแตƒสท สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ แตƒหข สทแต‰หกหก แตƒหข แต–แต‰แต— แ”†แต–แต’แต— แตƒสทแตƒโฑแต—โฑโฟแต สฐแต‰สณ แตƒสณสณโฑแต›แตƒหก แต—สฐแต‰ แตโฑแต—แถœสฐแต‰โฟโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต— สฒแต˜แตแต–แต‰แตˆโธด สฐแตƒแต–แต–โฑหกสธ แตƒโฟแตˆ แต‰หฃแถœโฑแต—แต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดดแตƒแต–แต–สธ แต‡โฑสณแต—สฐแตˆแตƒสธ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ!" @ALYJACI
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แดฌหขแตโฑโฟแต แถ แต’สณ แตƒ แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆ โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ "แดตแต—'หข โฟแต’แต— แตแต’แต’แตˆ แถ แต’สณ สธแต’แต˜ แต—แต’ หขแต—แตƒสธ โฑโฟ แตƒหกแต’โฟแต‰โ€ง แดบแต’ สทแต’โฟแตˆแต‰สณ สธแต’แต˜ แตƒสณแต‰ แตโฑหขแต‰สณแตƒแต‡หกแต‰! แดฎแต‰แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆ แต’สณ แถœแตƒแต—แถœสฐ แต˜แต– สทโฑแต—สฐโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แดต'แต แตˆแต’โฑโฟแต แถ โฑโฟแต‰!" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฑโฟแต—แต‰สณสณแต˜แต–แต—แต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข สทโฑแถ แต‰โ€ง "แดต'แต แต—แต‰หกหกโฑโฟแต สธแต’แต˜!" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หกแต‰แตƒแตˆหข สฐโฑแต แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต— แถ แต’สณ สฐโฑแต แต—แต’ หขแต’แถœโฑแตƒหกโฑหขแต‰โ€ง 'แต‚สฐแต’ แตโฑแตสฐแต— แต‡แต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœหกแต’หขแต‰หขแต— แต—แต’ แตƒ แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆ แต’แถ  แตโฑโฟแต‰' แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒหขแตแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ โ€ง 'แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แตƒแต˜แตสฐแต— แตแต‰ แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— สฐแตƒแต›โฑโฟแต แถ แต˜โฟ แตƒโฟแตˆ แต—แต‰แตƒแตสทแต’สณแต' แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต— แตƒหข แตแต‰แตแต’สณโฑแต‰หข แต’แถ  แตโฑโฟแตˆโฟแต‰หขหข แต‰สณแต˜แต–แต—แต‰แตˆโ€ง แดดแต‰ สทแต‰โฟแต— แถ แต’สณ สฐโฑหข สฐแต’แตแต‰โ€ง "แดดแต’แตแตโฑโฟแตƒโ€”สทแตƒสฐ?" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒสทแต’แตแต‰ สทโฑแต—สฐ แตƒ หขแต—แตƒสณแต— สฐแต‰แตƒสณโฑโฟแต แตƒ แต–แต‰สณหขแต’โฟ แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แถ สณแต’โฟแต— แตˆแต’แต’สณโ€ง แดดแต‰ แต’แต–แต‰โฟแต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณ แต—แต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง "แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สทแตƒโฟแต—หข แตแต‰ แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— แต’แต˜แต— แตƒโฟแตˆ แต‡แต’โฟแตˆ หขแต’ แดต แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แต—แต’ สธแต’แต˜ แต‡แต‰แถœแตƒแต˜หขแต‰ สธแต’แต˜ แตƒสณแต‰ โฟโฑแถœแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœหกแต’หขแต‰หขแต— แดต สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แต—แต’ แตƒ แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตโฑหกแต‰แตˆ แตƒแต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด หกแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต สฐโฑแต โฑโฟโ€ง "แดต สทแตƒหข สฒแต˜หขแต— แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— แต—แต’ แตแต’ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แต–แตƒสณแตโ€ง แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ สทแตƒโฟแต—หข แตแต‰ แต—แต’ แตแตƒแตแต‰ แตƒ หขแต—แตƒแต—แต˜แต‰ แต’แถ  สฐโฑแต หขแต’ สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒโฟ สฐแต‰หกแต– หขแถœแต˜หกแต–แต—!" แ”†แต’ แต—สฐแต‰สธ แตแต’แต— แตƒหกหก แต—สฐแต‰ แตƒสณแต— หขแต˜แต–แต–หกโฑแต‰หข โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดตแต— แต—แตƒแตแต‰หข แตƒ แตˆแตƒสธ แต’สณ หขแต’ แต—แต’ แตˆสณสธ แต’โฟแถœแต‰ โฑแต— แถ โฑโฟโฑหขสฐแต‰แตˆโธด หขแต’ สทแต‰ แถœแตƒโฟ แต—แตƒแตแต‰ แต—แต˜สณโฟหข แตแต˜แตƒสณแตˆโฑโฟแต โฑแต—!" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต’หกแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง "แดต แถœแตƒโฟ แตˆแต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแตƒสณแต›โฑโฟแต แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ แถ แตƒแถœโฑแตƒหก แตˆแต‰แต—แตƒโฑหกหข แตƒโฟแตˆ สธแต’แต˜ สฐแตƒโฟแตˆหกแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ หขแต—สณแต˜แถœแต—แต˜สณแต‰โ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—แต’หกแตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ หขแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต แต˜แต– แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แตƒหขแต‰โ€ง "แดฐแต‰แตƒหก!" "แ”†แต’ สทแต‰ แต‰แตƒแถœสฐ แตแต˜แตƒสณแตˆ โฑแต— แตƒ แตˆแต’แถปแต‰โฟ สฐแต’แต˜สณหข แต–แต‰สณ แต—แต˜สณโฟ แตƒแต— แตƒ แต—โฑแตแต‰โ€ง แดต สทแตƒโฟโฟแตƒ แตแต’ แต—แต‰หกหก หขแ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ หขแต’ สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒโฟ แต‡แต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ สทแตƒแต—แถœสฐโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตโฑแต–แต–แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ หขแ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ'หข แตƒหข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—แตƒสธแต‰แตˆโ€ง "สธแต’แต˜ สทแตƒโฟโฟแตƒ หขแต‰แต‰ โฑแต— โฟแต’สท แต’สณ สฒแต˜หขแต— สทแตƒโฑแต— แถ แต’สณ โฑแต— แต—แต’ แถ โฑโฟโฑหขสฐ แตˆสณสธโฑโฟแต?" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขสฐโฑแถ แต—แต‰แตˆ แตƒหข หขแ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆ สทแตƒสณแตˆ แต–แต’โฟแตˆแต‰สณแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดต แต‡แต‰แต— หขแ‘ซแต˜โฑหกหกโฑแตƒแต'หข แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ แตแต’ แตˆแต‰หขแต—สณแต’สธ โฑแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แตแต˜แตƒสณแตˆโฑโฟแต โฑแต— แตƒหข สทแต‰ หขแต–แต‰แตƒแต หขแต’โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜ แต—สณแต˜หขแต— สฐโฑแต แต—แต’?" แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แถ แต’หกหกแต’สทแต‰แตˆ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แต–แตƒสณแตโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต–แตƒแถœแต‰แตˆ หกแต’แต’แตโฑโฟแต แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ โฑแต—โ€ง "แดตแต—'หข แตแต’หขแต— แต‰หฃแ‘ซแต˜โฑหขโฑแต—แต‰ แตƒสณแต— แต–โฑแต‰แถœแต‰ แดต'แต›แต‰ หขแต‰แต‰โฟ!" แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ หขโฑแตสฐหขโ€ง "แดถแต˜หขแต— แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— แต—สณสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜ แต—สฐโฑโฟแต แดต'แตˆ สทแตƒหขแต—แต‰ แตสธ แต‰โฟแต‰สณแตสธ แต’โฟ แตˆแต‰หขแต—สณแต’สธโฑโฟแต หขแต’แตแต‰แต—สฐโฑโฟแต แดต สฐแต‰หกแต– แต—แต’ แต‡แต˜โฑหกแตˆ?" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หกแต’แต’แตแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต– แตƒแถœแถœแต˜หขโฑโฟแต แต’แถ  แตƒแต— แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆโ€ง "แดผสฐ สทแตƒโฑแต— สทแต‰ แตแต’แต—แต—แตƒ แตแต’ แต—แต’ สทแต’สณแต โฟแต’สท! แ”†แต‰แต‰ สธแต’แต˜ แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ แต—สฐแต‰ หขสฐโฑแถ แต—โ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒโฟแตˆ แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ หกแต‰แถ แต— สฐโฑแต แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แต–แตƒสณแตโ€ง "แต€สฐแตƒโฟแตหข แถ แต’สณ สทแต’สณแตโฑโฟแต หกแตƒแต—แต‰ แต‡แต’สธหข!" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต—แต’หกแตˆ แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ แถœหกแต’หขโฑโฟแต แต˜แต– แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต‰หขแต—แตƒแต˜สณแตƒโฟแต— แถ แต’สณ แต—สฐแต‰ โฟโฑแตสฐแต—โ€ง 'แดนสธ แต—แต˜สณโฟ แต—แต’ แตแต˜แตƒสณแตˆ หขแ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆ สทแตƒสณแตˆ หขแต—แตƒแต—แต˜แต‰' หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต—โธด แต‰หฃแถœโฑแต—แต‰แตˆหกสธโ€ง แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ'หข แถ แต’หกหกแต’สทแต‰แตˆ แต‡สธ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ หขแต—แตƒแต—แต˜แต‰โ€ง "แต€โฑแตแต‰ แต—แต’ หขสทโฑแต—แถœสฐ หขสฐโฑแถ แต—หข แตƒโฟแตˆ แถ แต’สณ แตแต‰ แต—แต’ แตแต˜แตƒสณแตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแต—แต’แต–แต–แต‰แตˆ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ สณแต‰แตƒหกโฑหขแต‰แตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตƒแต— หกแต‰แตƒโฟโฑโฟแต แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟหขแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แตƒหขแต‰ แตƒหข แตƒ แต‡แตƒแถœแต สณแต‰หขแต— แตƒหข สฐโฑ หขแต’แถ แต— หขโฟแต˜แถ แถ หกโฑโฟแต หขโฟแต’สณแต‰หข สทแต‰สณแต‰ สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆโ€ง 'แดบแต’สท แดต แตโฟแต’สท สฐแต’สท แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แถ แต‰หกแต— สทสฐแต‰โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ แดต หขหกแต‰แต‰แต– แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ สฒแต’แต‡' แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต—โ€ง "แดตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สฒแต˜หขแต— หกแต‰แตƒแต›แต‰ โฑแต— แต—แต’ แตแต‰โ€งโ€ง" แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ โฑโฟแต—แต‰สณสณแต˜แต–แต—แต‰แตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โธด แต‡แต‰แตสณแต˜แตˆแตโฑโฟแตหกสธ แตแต’โฑโฟแต แต’แต›แต‰สณ แต—แต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแตƒแต—แถœสฐแต‰แตˆ โฟแต‰สณแต›แต’แต˜หขหกสธ แตƒหข แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แต‡แต‰โฟแต— แตˆแต’สทโฟโ€ง "แดดแต‰สธ แต—สฐแต‰สณแต‰โ€งโ€ง" แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ สณแต˜แต‡แต‡แต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ หขโฑแตˆแต‰ แต’แถ  แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ แตƒหข แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแตƒแต—แถœสฐแต‰แตˆโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰ หขโฟแต’สณโฑโฟแต หขแต—แต’แต–แต–แต‰แตˆ แตƒหข แต‰สธแต‰แต‡สณแต’สท แถ แต˜สณสณแต’สทหข แต‡แต˜แต— หขแต—โฑหกหก โฟแต’แต— สทแตƒแตโฑโฟแต สธแต‰แต—โ€ง "แตแต– แตƒโฟแตˆ แตƒแต—แต’แตโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ หขแตƒโฑแตˆโ€ง "แดดแตแตแตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต หขแตƒโฑแตˆ แดณแดฑแต€อ แตแดพ!" แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ สธแต‰หกหกแต‰แตˆ แตƒหข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—หกแต‰แตˆ แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰ แถ แตƒหกหกโฑโฟแต แต’แต›แต‰สณ แตƒหขโฑแตˆแต‰ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ หขแต—แตƒโฟแตˆโฑโฟแต สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ  แต˜แต–โ€ง "แต‚สฐแตƒโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ หขแต˜แต–แต–แต’หขแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰ แตแต˜แตƒสณแตˆโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แตสธ หขแต—แตƒแต—แต˜แต‰!" "แดต'แต แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ แตแต˜แตƒสณแตˆ โฑแต— โฟแต’สท หขแต’โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต’หกแตˆโธด แตƒหข แดพหกแตƒโฟแต แต—แต’โฟ แตˆโฑแถปแถปโฑโฟแต‰หขหข หขแต˜แต‡หขโฑแตˆแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แ”†แต’สณสณสธโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แตƒโฟสธ สทแต’สณแต แต—แต’ แตแต’สณสณแต’สท หขแต’ แดต แถœแตƒโฟ หขหกแต‰แต‰แต– โฑโฟ แต’โฟแถœแต‰ แตสธ สฐแต’แต˜สณหข แต‰โฟแตˆโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ โฑโฟแถ แต’สณแตหขโ€ง "แดต'หกหก แถœแต’แตแต‰ แต‡แตƒแถœแต โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตแต’สณโฟโฑโฟแต แถ แต’สณโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตƒสธหขโ€ง "สธแต’แต˜ หกแต’แต’แตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตโฟแต’สท!" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สณแต‰แต–หกโฑแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แต‡แตƒแถœแต โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต—โ€ง "แดต'แตˆ แต‡แต˜โฑหกแต— สฐแต‰หกแต–แต‰แตˆ แตƒ หขแต—แตƒแต—แต˜แต‰ สทโฑแต—สฐ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ โฟแต’แตˆแตˆแต‰แตˆ แตƒหข หขสฐแต‰ สฐแต‰หกแต–แต‰แตˆ สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ แต˜แต– แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดต'แต›แต‰ แต—แต’ แตแต’ แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต—แต’แตแต’สณสณแต’สท แตแต’สณโฟโฑโฟแตโ€งโ€ง" "แดต'แต แตหกแตƒแตˆ; แตแต‰แต— แตƒ แตแต’แต’แตˆ โฟโฑแตสฐแต—'หข สณแต‰หขแต—!" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต—แต’หกแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ หขโฑแต—แต˜แตƒแต—แต‰แตˆโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต‡แตƒแถœแต โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ โฟแต‰หฃแต— แตแต’สณโฟโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต‰ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐแตƒแต–แต–โฑหกสธ แต–แตƒแต—สณแต’หกหกโฑโฟแต แตƒสณแต’แต˜โฟแตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ หขแต—แตƒแต—แต˜แต‰โ€ง "แดต แต—สฐโฑโฟแต โฑแต—'หข แตˆสณสธโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒสธหข หขแต‰แต‰โฑโฟแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—แต’แต˜แถœสฐแต‰แตˆ โฑแต— แตƒโฟแตˆ สทแตƒหข แตˆสณสธโ€ง "แดฌหกหก แตแต’แต’แตˆ!" แดดแต‰ แต—แต’หกแตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€ง "แดบแต’ แตˆแตƒแตแตƒแตแต‰ แตƒหข แถ แตƒสณ แตƒหข แดต แถœแตƒโฟ แต—แต‰หกหกโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ'หข แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ แต‡แต‰ หขแต’ สฐแตƒแต–แต–สธ!" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หกแตƒแต˜แตสฐแต‰แตˆ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แต—แต‰หฃแต—แต‰แตˆ แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆโ€ง "แดต หกแต’แต›แต‰ หขแต‰แต‰โฑโฟแต สฐโฑแต!" แ”†แต‰แต‰โฑโฟแต หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐแต’แต– สทโฑแต—สฐ แตหกแต‰แต‰ แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต— แต’แถ  หขแ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ หขแต’แตแต‰สฐแต’สท แตแตƒแตˆแต‰ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แถ แต‰แต‰หก แตˆแต’สทโฟโ€ง 'แดดแต‰ โฑหข หขแต’ โฟโฑแถœแต‰ แต—แต’ แตƒหกหก แต‡แต˜แต— แต’แถ  แถœแต’แต˜สณหขแต‰ สฐโฑหข แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆหขโ€ง แดตแถ  แต’โฟหกสธ แดต แตโฟแต‰สท สฒแต˜หขแต— สฐแต’สท สฐแต‰ แถ แต‰แต‰หกหข แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— แตแต‰ แตˆแต‰แต‰แต– แตˆแต’สทโฟ โฑโฟหขโฑแตˆแต‰' แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แถ แต‰หกแต— โฟแต’แต— หขแต’ โฑแตแต–แต’สณแต—แตƒโฟแต—โ€ง 'แดตแถ  แต’โฟหกสธ แดต แตแตƒแตˆแต‰ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแต’ สฐแตƒแต–แต–สธ แต—แต’' แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หกแต’แต’แตแต‰แตˆ แตƒแต— สฐโฑแต แตˆแต‰แต–สณแต‰หขหขโฑโฟแตหกสธโ€ง แดดแต‰ หขแตƒสท แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ สณแต˜โฟ แต—แต’ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒโฟแตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ หขแต—แตƒแต—แต˜แต‰ แตƒหข แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต‡แต’แต˜โฟแถœแต‰แตˆ หขแตโฑหกโฑโฟแตโ€ง "แดต'แต แตƒแถœแต—แต˜แตƒหกหกสธ โฑแตแต–สณแต‰หขหขแต‰แตˆ; โฑแต— หกแต’แต’แตหข แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณ แตˆสณสธ!" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หกแต’โฟแตโฑโฟแตหกสธ หขแตƒสท แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หกโฑแตสฐแต— แต˜แต– แตƒหข หขแ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แตแตƒแต›แต‰ สฐโฑแต หขแต’แตแต‰ แต–แตƒแต—หขโ€ง "แดผแถ  แถœแต’แต˜สณหขแต‰ หขโฑโฟแถœแต‰ โฑแต—'หข แต’แถ  สธแต’แต˜!" "แดผสฐ; แต—สฐแตƒโฟแตหขโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ แตƒ แต‡แต‰หขแต— แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆ แต’แถ  แตโฑโฟแต‰โธด แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ แต—สฐแตƒโฟ แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต! แถœแตƒโฟ แดต แถœแตƒหกหก สธแต’แต˜ แตสธ แต‡แต‰หขแต— แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆ?" "แดตแถ  แดต หขแตƒสธ สธแต‰หขโธด สทโฑหกหก สธแต’แต˜ สฒแต˜หขแต— แต–สณแต’แตโฑหขแต‰ แตแต‰ โฟแต’แต— แต—แต’ หขแตƒสธ โฑแต— โฑโฟ แต–แต˜แต‡หกโฑแถœ?" แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐโฑแตโ€ง แ”†แ‘ซแต˜แต‰แตƒหกโฑโฟแต สทโฑแต—สฐ สฒแต’สธโธด แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แต‰แตแต‡สณแตƒแถœแต‰ สฐโฑแตโ€ง "สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ แตƒแตแตƒแถปโฑโฟแตโธด สทสฐโฑแถœสฐ แดต หกแต’แต›แต‰!" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแตƒแต—แถœสฐแต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰แต แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แถ แต‰หกแต— สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰ หขแต—แตƒสณแต— แต—แต’ สทแต‰หกหก แต˜แต– โฑโฟ แต—แต‰แตƒสณหข; สฐแต‰ โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ หกโฑแตแต‰แตˆ แถ แต’สณ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณหข แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต‰ สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ  แถœสณสธโ€ง 'แดต แตˆแต’ โฟแต’แต— แตโฟแต’สท สฐแต’สท หขแ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แตแตƒแตแต‰หข สฐโฑแต หขแต’ สฐแตƒแต–แต–โฑแต‰สณ แต—สฐแตƒโฟ แดต แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆ' แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต–แต’โฟแตˆแต‰สณแต‰แตˆโ€ง แดดแต‰ แต—สณโฑแต‰แตˆ โฟแต’แต— แต—แต’ หกแต‰แต— แต’แต˜แต— แตƒ หขแต’แต‡ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แต—แต˜สณโฟแต‰แตˆ แตƒสทแตƒสธ หขแต’ แต—สฐแต‰สธ แตโฑแตสฐแต—โฟโ€™แต— สณแต‰แตƒหกโฑหขแต‰โ€ง แถ แต‰แต‰หกโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แต—แต‰แตƒสณหข แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— หขแต—แตƒสณแต— แต—แต’ แถ แตƒหกหกโธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แต‡สธ สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ  แต˜โฟแตˆแต‰สณ แตƒ แต—สณแต‰แต‰โ€ง "แต‚สฐแตƒแต—'หข แต˜แต– สทโฑแต—สฐโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— แตโฟแต’สท แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แต‡แต˜แต— แดต'หกหก แตแต’ แถœสฐแต‰แถœแต แต’โฟ!" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สณแตƒโฟ แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ สฐแต‰ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แต—สณแต‰แต‰โ€ง แดดแต‰ หขแตƒสท สฐโฑแต สฐแต˜แตแตโฑโฟแต สฐโฑหข แตโฟแต‰แต‰หข แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แต—สณโฑแต‰แตˆ สฐแต’หกแตˆโฑโฟแต แต‡แตƒแถœแต สทสฐโฑแตแต–แต‰สณหขโ€ง แดบแต’แต— แตโฟแต’สทโฑโฟแต สฐแต’สท แต—แต’ แตƒแต–แต–สณแต’แตƒแถœสฐ สฐโฑแตโธด แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตโฟแต‰สท แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข โฟแต’แต— แต’แต›แต‰สณหกสธ แตƒแถ แถ แต‰แถœแต—โฑแต’โฟแตƒแต—แต‰ โฟแต’สณ แตƒหขแต แถ แต’สณ แต—แต’แต˜แถœสฐ แต‰แต›แต‰สณโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตƒสท หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡'หข สฐแตƒโฟแตˆ หกแต’แต’แตโฑโฟแต แต˜แต– แต—แต’ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœแต’โฟแถœแต‰สณโฟแต‰แตˆ แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— สฐโฑแตโ€ง "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แดต หขแต‰แต‰ สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ แต˜แต–หขแต‰แต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†แต’โ€ฝ" "แต‚แต‰หกหก แตˆแต’ สธแต’แต˜ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ แตƒโฟสธ แต—สฐโฑโฟแต แดต แถœแตƒโฟ แตˆแต’?" "สธแต’แต˜ หขแต‰แต‰แต แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰ สฒแต˜หขแต— หขแต’ แตหกแตƒแตˆ สทโฑแต—สฐ แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต‰แตƒ สฐแต‰'หข หกโฑแตแต‰ แตƒ แต‡สณแต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ แต—แต’ แตแต‰!" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขโฑแตสฐแต‰แตˆ สทโฑแต—สฐ แถœสณสธโ€ง "แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ'หข แต—สฐแต‰ แถœหกแต’หขแต‰หขแต— แดต'แต›แต‰ แต—แต’ แตƒ แต‡แต‰หขแต— แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆโธด แตƒโฟแตˆ สธแต’แต˜ แตƒสณแต‰ แต–แต’หกโฑแต—แต‰ แต‰โฟแต’แต˜แตสฐ แถ แต’สณ แต—แต’ แต—แต’หกแต‰สณแตƒแต—แต‰ แตแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—แต’แต’แต แตƒ แต‡สณแต‰แตƒแต—สฐโ€ง "แดต แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— แตแต‰แต— สฐแต’สท แต—สฐแต‰สธ แตแต‰แต— แต—แต’ สฐแตƒโฟแต แต’แต˜แต— สทโฑแต—สฐ สธแต’แต˜ สทสฐโฑหกหขแต— แดต แถœแตƒโฟโฟแต’แต— แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แตแต’ แตƒ แตˆแตƒสธ สทโฑแต—สฐแต’แต˜แต— แตƒสณแตแต˜โฑโฟแต สทโฑแต—สฐ แตสธ สทโฑแถ แต‰ แดต สฐแตƒแตˆ แต–สณแต’แตสณแตƒแตแตแต‰แตˆ! แดตแถ  สธแต’แต˜ แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— สทแตƒโฟแต— แต—แต’ แต–สณแต‰แต—แต‰โฟแตˆ แต—แต’ หกโฑแตแต‰ แตสธ แถœแต’แตแต–แตƒโฟสธ สธแต’แต˜ แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— สฐแตƒแต‡แต‰ แต—แต’โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด โฟแต’!" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตแตƒแต›แต‰ สฐโฑแต แตƒ แตโฑหขหข แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แถ แต’สณแต‰สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆโ€ง "สธแต’แต˜ แตโฟแต’สท สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒโฟ แต—แตƒหกแต แต—แต’ แตแต‰โธด แตƒโฟแตˆ แดต สฒแต˜หขแต— แตƒแต แตƒแถ สณแตƒโฑแตˆ แต’แถ  โฑสณสณโฑแต—แตƒแต—โฑโฟแต สธแต’แต˜โ€ง แดตแต—'หข สฐแตƒสณแตˆ สทสฐแต‰โฟ แดต สทแต’สณแต แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แตสณแต˜หขแต—สธ แตสณแตƒแต‡โธด แต‡แต˜แต— แดต'แตˆ หกแต’แต›แต‰ แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰ แตแต’แต’แตˆ แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜ แตแต‰แตƒโฟ โฑแต—?" "แดผแถ  แถœแต’แต˜สณหขแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง"
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แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แตแต–แต˜แต—แต‰สณ สทโฑแถ แต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแต‰สณ แตƒแต›แต‰สณแตƒแตแต‰ แตˆแตƒสธ โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ แดต แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰โฟ แต‰แตƒแถœสฐ แตแต’สณโฟโฑโฟแต แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต—โ€ง แดนสธ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แต˜หขแต˜แตƒหกหกสธ แต˜แต– แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ แตแต‰โธด แตแต’หขแต— หกโฑแตแต‰หกสธ สทแต’สณแตโฑโฟแต แต’โฟ หขแต’แตแต‰แต—สฐโฑโฟแต แต’สณ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณโ€ง แดดโฑหข แตแตƒโฑโฟ แตแต’แตƒหก โฑหข แต—แต’ สณแต˜โฟ สฐโฑหข แต‰โฟแต‰แตสธ แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  แต‡แต˜หขโฑโฟแต‰หขหขโ€ง แดต แถ โฑหฃ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต‡สณแต‰แตƒแตแถ แตƒหขแต— แตƒโฟแตˆ แต—แต‰โฟแตˆ แต—แต’ แตƒโฟสธ แต’แถ  สฐโฑหข แถœแต’แตแต–หกแตƒโฑโฟแต—หข แต—แต’โ€ง แดต สณแต‰แตโฑโฟแตˆ สฐโฑแต แต—แต’ แต—แตƒแตแต‰ แต’แต˜แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แต—สณแตƒหขสฐโ€ง แดต แต’แต›แต‰สณ หกแต’แต’แต สฐโฑหข แต–หกแตƒโฟหขโ€ง แดดแต‰ แตแต‰แต—หข แตแตƒแตˆ แต‰แตƒหขโฑหกสธโ€ง แดดแต‰ สทแตƒโฟแต—หข แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰ แต‡โฑแต แต’สณ แตƒแต— หกแต‰แตƒหขแต— โฟแต’แต— หขแตแตƒหกหกโ€ง แ”†แต’ แดต แต—สณสธ โฟแต’แต— แต—แต’ หขแต—แตƒสณแต— สฐโฑแต แต’แถ แถ  โฑแถ  แดต แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’โ€ง แ”†แต’แตแต‰แต—โฑแตแต‰หข สทแต‰ แต‡โฑแถœแตแต‰สณ แต‡แต˜แต— แต˜หขแต˜แตƒหกหกสธ แถœแตƒหกแต แตˆแต’สทโฟ แต’สณ แดต แตโฑแตสฐแต— แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แต‰โฟแตˆ แต˜แต– แถ แต’สณแถœโฑโฟแต สฐโฑแต แต’แต˜แต—แตˆแต’แต’สณหขโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒแต— หกแต˜โฟแถœสฐ แต—โฑแตแต‰ แต˜หขแต˜แตƒหกหกสธ แตแต’แต‰หข แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ หกแต˜โฟแถœสฐ สณแต˜หขสฐ แตƒแต— สณโฑแต›แตƒหก สณแต‰หขแต—แตƒแต˜สณแตƒโฟแต— แดทสณแต˜หขแต—สธ แดทสณแตƒแต‡โ€ง แต‚สฐแต‰โฟ สฐแต‰ แถ แตƒโฑหกหข แตƒแต— หขแต—แต‰แตƒหกโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ โฑโฟแตสณแต‰แตˆโฑแต‰โฟแต—หข สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แตแต‰หข แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต˜แต–หขแต‰แต—โ€ง "แต€แต’หกแตˆ สธแต’แต˜ หขแต’" แดต'หกหก แตสณแต‰แต‰แต— สฐโฑแต หขแตƒสณแถœแตƒหขแต—โฑแถœแตƒหกหกสธโ€ง แดฎแต˜แต— แดต แตˆแต’ แตโฟแต’สท โฟแต’แต— แต—แต’ แต–แต˜หขสฐ โฑแต— สทสฐแต‰โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แตแต‰หข แต‡แตƒแถœแต โฑโฟ แตƒ แตโฑหขแต‰สณแตƒแต‡หกแต‰ หขแต—แตƒแต—แต‰ แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ แตแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต แถœสณแต˜หขสฐแต‰แตˆโ€ง แดต แต—สณสธ แต—แต’ สฐแต‰หกแต– สฐโฑแต แตƒโฟแตˆ หกโฑแตสฐแต—แต‰โฟ สฐโฑหข แตแต’แต’แตˆโ€ง แต‚สฐแต‰โฟ โฑแต— แตแต‰แต—หข แต—แต’ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟโฑโฟแต สทแต‰ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แต’แต˜สณ แตˆแต’สทโฟ แต—โฑแตแต‰โ€ง แ”†แต’แตแต‰แต—โฑแตแต‰หข โฑแถ  สฐแต‰ สทแตƒโฟแต—หข แต—แต’ หขแต—แตƒสธ สทแต’สณแตโฑโฟแต แต’โฟ หขแต’แตแต‰แต—สฐโฑโฟแต แดต แตแตƒสธ แตแต’ หขแต‰แต‰ แตสธ แตแตƒหก แต–แตƒหกหขโ€ง แดผแต—สฐแต‰สณสทโฑหขแต‰ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต‰แตƒแต—หข แตˆโฑโฟโฟแต‰สณ สทโฑแต—สฐ แตแต‰ แต—แต’แตแต‰แต—สฐแต‰สณโ€ง แดดแต‰ หกแต’แต›แต‰หข แตแต’แต›โฑแต‰ โฟโฑแตสฐแต— แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแต‰ แตแต‰แต—หข แตแต‰ แต—แต’ แถ โฑโฟแตˆ แต’โฟแต‰โ€ง แต‚สฐแต‰โฟ โฑแต—'หข แต—โฑแตแต‰ แถ แต’สณ แต‡แต‰แตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หกแต‰แต—หข แตแต‰ แต—แต‰หกหก สฐโฑแต แตแต’แต’แตˆ โฟโฑแตสฐแต— แต—แต˜แถœแตโฑโฟแต สฐโฑแต โฑโฟโ€ง แดตแถ  แดต'แต หกแต˜แถœแตสธ สฐแต‰'แตˆ แตโฑแต›แต‰ แตแต‰ แตƒ สฐแต˜แต แต’สณ แตโฑหขหข โฑแถ  โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตแต’แต’แตˆโ€ง แดต แตโฟแต’สท สฐแต‰ แตˆแต‰แต‰แต– แตˆแต’สทโฟ หกแต’แต›แต‰หข แตแต‰ แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต‰'หข โฟแต’แต— แต’โฟแต‰ แต—แต’ หขสฐแต’สท แตแต˜แถœสฐ แตƒแถ แถ แต‰แถœแต—โฑแต’โฟโ€ง แดฐแต‰แต–แต‰โฟแตˆโฑโฟแต แต’โฟ สฐแต’สท แต‰หฃสฐแตƒแต˜หขแต—โฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแตƒสธ สทแตƒหขโธด แดต แถœแตƒโฟ แถœแตƒสณสณสธ สฐโฑแต หกโฑแถ แต— แต—แต’ สฐโฑหข แต‡แต‰แตˆโ€ง แดต แตƒหกหขแต’ แต—สณสธ แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต‰แต– แ‘ซแต˜โฑแต‰แต— สทสฐแต‰โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ สฐแต‰'หข สทแตƒโฟแต—โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แตแต’ หขหกแต‰แต‰แต– หขแต’ แตƒหข โฟแต’แต— แต—แต’ สณโฑหกแต‰ สฐโฑแต แต˜แต–โ€ง แดฌแต— แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ แต—โฑแตแต‰หข สฐแต‰'แตˆ แต‡แต‰ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ หขแต’แถ แต—หกสธ หขโฟแต’สณแต‰ สทสฐแต‰โฟแถœแต‰ แดต แต—แต‰หกหก สฐโฑแต สฐแต’สท แดต หกแต’แต›แต‰ สฐโฑแตโ€ง แดฌหข แถ แต’สณ สทสฐแต‰โฟ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข สฐแตƒแต›โฑโฟแต แต‡แตƒแตˆ โฟโฑแตสฐแต—แตแตƒสณแต‰หขโธด แดต แต—สณสธ แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— สฐโฑแต แต—แต’ สทแตƒแตแต‰โฟ แต˜แต– แตแต‰โฟแต—หกสธ สทโฑแต—สฐแต’แต˜แต— แต—สณสธโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—หกแต‰ สฐโฑแตโ€ง แดต แต—สฐแต‰โฟ แตˆแต’ แตสธ แต‡แต‰หขแต— แต—แต’ หขแต’แต’แต—สฐแต‰ สฐโฑแต แถœแตƒหกแตหกสธ โฑโฟ สฐแต’แต–แต‰หข แต—แต’ สณแต‰หกแตƒหฃ สฐโฑแต แต‰โฟแต’แต˜แตสฐ แถ แต’สณ แต—แต’ แถ แตƒหกหก แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต—แต’ หขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตโฑแตสฐแต— แต‡แต‰ สณแต˜แตˆแต‰ แตƒแต— แต—โฑแตแต‰หข แต‡แต˜แต— แดต แตโฟแต’สท สฐแต‰ แถœแตƒโฟ แต‡แต‰ แตƒ หขแต’แถ แต—โฑแต‰ โฑโฟ สฐโฑหข แต’สทโฟ สทแตƒสธ; แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แต‰โฟแตˆ แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแตƒสธ สทแต‰ แตƒสณแต‰ แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ แตƒหกหก แตƒสทแตƒสณแต‰ แตแต˜แถœสฐ สทแต‰ หกแต’แต›แต‰ แต‰แตƒแถœสฐ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณโ€ง
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แดณแต‰แต— แตแต– ๐‘๐ž๐š๐ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž: ๐Ÿ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง. โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แถœแต’แตแต–แต˜แต—แต‰สณ สทโฑแถ แต‰ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตแต’แต— แต˜แต– แถ สณแต’แต สฐแต‰สณ หขแต‰แตƒแต— โฟแต’แต—โฑแถœโฑโฟแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข โฟแต’สท แถ แตƒหกหกแต‰โฟ แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต– โฑโฟ แถœสฐแตƒโฑสณโ€ง แ”†สฐแต‰ แตแต‰โฟแต—หกสธ หขสฐแต’แต’แต สฐโฑหข หขสฐแต’แต˜หกแตˆแต‰สณ หขโฑแตสฐแต—หกสธ แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต‰ สฒแต˜หขแต— แถ แต’สณ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฟแต’แต— แต‡แต˜แตˆแตแต‰โธด สทโฑแต—สฐ แตแต’แต˜แต—สฐ แตƒสฒแตƒสณโ€ง "สธแต’แต˜ แตแต’แต—แต—แตƒ แตแต‰แต— แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰แตˆโธด หขแต’ สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒโฟ แถœแต’โฟแต—โฑโฟแต˜แต‰ แต—แต’ หขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โ€ง แดต'หกหก หกแต‰แต— สธแต’แต˜ สณแต‰หขแต— แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณโ€ง แถœแตƒโฟ สธแต’แต˜ สทแตƒแตแต‰ แต‰โฟแต’แต˜แตสฐ แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— แต’สณ แตแต˜หขแต— แดต แถœแตƒสณสณสธ สธแต’แต˜?" แดบแต’แต—สฐโฑโฟแตโ€ง "แดณแต˜แต‰หขหข แดต'แต แถœแตƒสณสณสธโฑโฟแต สธแต’แต˜ แต—สฐแต‰โฟโ€ง แดต'แต โฟแต’แต— แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ แตˆโฑหขแต—แต˜สณแต‡ สธแต’แต˜ โฑแถ  โฑแต—'หข สฐแตƒสณแตˆแต‰สณ แต—แต’ สณแต’แต˜หขแต‰ สธแต’แต˜ หขโฑโฟแถœแต‰ แดต แถœแตƒโฟ แต‰แตƒหขโฑหกสธ แต–แต˜แต— สธแต’แต˜ แตสธหขแต‰หกแถ โ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ โฟแต’สท แต–แต˜แต—หข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฑโฟ แต‡แต‰แตˆโธด สทโฑแต–โฑโฟแต สฐโฑหข แตˆสณแต’แต’หก แต’แถ แถ  สฐโฑแตโ€ง แต‚สฐแต‰โฟ แตแต’สณโฟโฑโฟแต แถœแตƒแตแต‰โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแต’แตแต‰ โฟแตƒแต—แต˜สณแตƒหกหกสธ แต’โฟ สฐโฑหข แต’สทโฟ แตƒหข แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตแต’แต— แต˜แต–โ€ง "แต‚สฐแตƒแต— แต—โฑแตแต‰ โฑหข โฑแต—?" "แต€โฑแตแต‰ แถ แต’สณ แต˜หข แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— แต˜แต–!" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตƒโฟหขสทแต‰สณแต‰แตˆโ€ง
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แ”†แตƒแถœสณโฑแถ โฑแถœโฑโฟแต โคฅ ๐‚๐–:๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ ๐ฏ๐ข๐ŸŽ๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ pt. 1 โคฅ ๐‚๐–:๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ ๐ฏ๐ข๐ŸŽ๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแตƒหข สณแต˜โฟโฟโฑโฟแต แต’แต˜แต— สทโฑแต—สฐ แต—สฐแต‰ หขแต‰แถœสณแต‰แต— แต‡แต’แต—แต—หกแต‰ สทสฐแต‰โฟ แต‡แต˜แต‡แต‡หกแต‰ แต‡แตƒหขหข สทแตƒหข แถœแต’แตแต–หกแตƒโฑโฟโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€ง "สธแต’แต˜ แต–แต˜แต— แต—แต’ แตแต˜แถœสฐ แต–โฑแถœแตหกแต‰หข! แต‚สฐสธ หขแต’ แตแตƒโฟสธ แต–โฑแถœแตหกแต‰หข? สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰ โฑโฟ แตƒ แต–โฑแถœแตหกแต‰ สธแต’แต˜สณหขแต‰หกแถ !" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแตƒหข แตƒ แต—แตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แตƒสทแตƒสธโธด แต‡แตƒแถœแตโฑโฟแต แตƒสทแตƒสธ แตƒหข แต‡แต˜แต‡แต‡หกแต‰ แต‡แตƒหขหข แต—สฐสณแต‰แตƒแต—แต‰โฟแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแตโ€ง "แดต'แต หขแต’สณสณสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜ สทโฑหกหก แต‡แต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—แต’แต–แต–แต‰แตˆโ€ง แดฑแต›แต‰โฟ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แต’แต˜แต— แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต‰โ€ง แดพโฑแถœแตโฑโฟแต แต˜แต– แต—สฐแต‰ โฟแตƒแต–แตโฑโฟ แตˆโฑหขแต–แต‰โฟหขแต‰สณโธด แต‡แต˜แต‡แต‡หกแต‰ แต‡แตƒหขหข สทแตƒหข แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— แต—แต’ สฐแต˜สณแต— หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทสฐแต‰โฟ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตแตƒแตˆแต‰ สฐโฑหข แตแต’แต›แต‰โ€ง "แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แถœแตƒแต—แถœสฐ!" แดดแต‰ สธแต‰หกหกแต‰แตˆโธด แต—สฐสณแต’สทโฑโฟแต สฐโฑแต แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แต’แต—แต—หกแต‰ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต‡แต‰แต—สทแต‰แต‰โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แต’แต—สฐ แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰แตโ€ง "สธแต’แต˜'หกหก สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แต—แต’ แตˆแต‰แตƒหก สทโฑแต—สฐ แตแต‰ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ แตแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ สฐโฑแต!" แดฌโฟแตสณโฑหกสธโธด แต‡แต˜แต‡แต‡หกแต‰ แต‡แตƒหขหข แต˜หขแต‰แตˆ แตƒหกหก สฐโฑหข หขแต—สณแต‰โฟแตแต—สฐ แต—แต’ แถœสฐแต˜โฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ โฟแตƒแต–แตโฑโฟ แตˆโฑหขแต–แต‰โฟหขแต‰สณโ€ง แ”†แต‰แต‰โฑโฟแต สฐโฑแต สฐแต˜สณหก โฑแต—โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—แต’แต’แตˆ โฑโฟ แถ สณแต’โฟแต— แต’แถ  สทสฐแต‰โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ โฟแตƒแต–แตโฑโฟ แตˆโฑหขแต–แต‰โฟหขแต‰สณ สฐโฑแต— สฐโฑแตโธด หขแต—สณโฑแตโฑโฟแต สฐโฑหข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆโ€ง แดดแตƒสณแตˆโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สธแต‰หกแต–แต‰แตˆ แตƒหข โฑแต— แต–แต’แต˜โฟแตˆแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแตโธด แต—สฐแต‰โฟ สฐแต‰ แถ แต‰หกหก แต‡แตƒแถœแต หกโฑแตแต– แตƒโฟแตˆ แต˜โฟแถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หขโ€ง แดฑแต›แต‰โฟ แต‡แต˜แต‡แต‡หกแต‰ แต‡แตƒหขหข หขแต—แต’แต’แตˆ หขโฑหกแต‰โฟแต—หกสธ โฑโฟ หขสฐแต’แถœแตโธด หขแต‰แต‰โฑโฟแต สฐโฑแต แถœแต’แตแต–หกแต‰แต—แต‰หกสธ แตƒโฟแตˆ แต˜แต—แต—แต‰สณหกสธ แตโฟแต’แถœแตแต‰แตˆ แต’แต˜แต—โ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สณแตƒโฟ แต—แต’ สฐโฑแต แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แถœสณโฑแต‰แตˆโ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต˜หขสฐแต‰สณแต‰แตˆ แตƒหกหก แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต˜หขแต—แต’แตแต‰สณหข แต’แต˜แต— แตƒโฟแตˆ แต–แต˜แต— แต—สฐแต‰ 'แถœหกแต’หขแต‰แตˆ' หขโฑแตโฟโ€ง แดฑแต›แต‰โฟ แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ หกแต’แต’แตแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต– แถœแต’โฟแถœแต‰สณโฟแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดต'แต แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ แตแต’ แต–แต˜แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แต’แต—แต—หกแต‰ โฑโฟ แตแต‰ หขแตƒแถ แต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข หขแตƒโฑแตˆโ€ง แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แตแต’แต— แตˆแตƒแตแต– แถœหกแต’แต—สฐ สณแตƒแต สทโฑแต–แต‰ แต—แต’ แต–แต˜แต— แต’โฟ สฐโฑหข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—โฑหกหก แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แถ หกโฑโฟแถœสฐ แต’สณ แตแต’แต›แต‰ โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ หขหกโฑแตสฐแต—แต‰หขแต—โ€ง "แดดแต‰ หกแต’แต’แตหข หกโฑแถ แต‰หกแต‰หขหขโธด หขแต–สณแตƒสทหกแต‰แตˆ แต’แต˜แต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตƒโฟแตˆ แต‰แตแต–หกแต’สธแต‰แต‰หข สทแตƒแต—แถœสฐแต‰แตˆ แต’แต›แต‰สณ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง แต‚สฐแต‰โฟ สฐโฑหข หขแต‰โฟหขแต‰หข แตˆโฑแตˆ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ สณแต‰แต—แต˜สณโฟโธด สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰แต‡สณแต’สท แถ แต˜สณสณแต’สทแต‰แตˆ แตƒหข แต‡แต‰แตโฑโฟโฟโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ สทแตƒแตแต‰ แต˜แต–โ€ง "แดดโฑ!" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แตƒ แต›แต’โฑแถœแต‰โ€ง "สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แตสณแต˜หขแต—สธ แตสณแตƒแต‡โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒโฑแตˆ แตƒหข สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰ แถ หกแต˜แต—แต—แต‰สณหข แต’แต–แต‰โฟโ€ง "แดฌแตƒแตƒโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตแตƒโฟแตƒแตแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต˜แต—แต—แต‰สณโ€ง แดดแต‰ สทแตƒโฟแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แตแต’แต›แต‰โธด แต‡แต˜แต— แต–แตƒโฑโฟ หขสทโฑสณหกแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ สทสฐแต‰โฟ สฐแต‰ หขแต—สณแต˜แตแตหกแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แถœแต’แตแต–สณแต‰สฐแต‰โฟแตˆโ€ง "แตโฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แถœแตƒโฟ สธแต’แต˜ หขโฑแต— แต˜แต–โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ?" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตแต’แต— สฐโฑแต หขแต’แตแต‰ สทแตƒแต—แต‰สณ แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแต‰หกแต–แต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแต แตˆสณโฑโฟแต โฑแต—โ€ง "แดฌสฐแต˜สฐโธด แต’สทโ€ง แต‚สฐแตƒโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด แต—แตƒแตแต‰ โฑแต— หขหกแต’สทโ€ง สธแต’แต˜ แตƒสณแต‰ หขแตƒแถ แต‰โ€ง สธแต’แต˜'หกหก แต‡แต‰ สฒแต˜หขแต— แถ โฑโฟแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡?" "สธแต‰หขโธด แดต'แต สณโฑแตสฐแต— สทโฑแต—สฐ สธแต’แต˜โ€ง แดต แตแต’แต— สธแต’แต˜โ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—สณโฑแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ หขแต˜แตแตแต’โฟ หขแต—สณแต‰โฟแตแต—สฐ แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— แต˜แต– แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแต—แตƒโฟแตˆโธด แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆ โฟแต’แต—โ€ง "แดบแต’แต— หขแต’ แถ แตƒหขแต—!" แ”†แตƒโฑแตˆ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หขโ€ง แดดแต‰ แถ แต‰หกแต— แต—สฐแต‰ โฑแตแต–แตƒแถœแต— แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ สฐโฑแต— แตแต’สณแต‰ โฑโฟแต—แต‰โฟหขแต‰ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœแตƒแต˜แตสฐแต— สฐโฑแตโ€ง "แดฐแต’โฟ'แต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ!" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐแต‰หกแต–แต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแต หขแต‰แต—แต—หกแต‰โ€ง "แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แถœแตƒโฟ แดต แตแต’ สฐแต’แตแต‰ หขโฑโฟแถœแต‰ โฑแต—'หข แต’แต˜สณ แถœหกแต’หขโฑโฟแต แต—โฑแตแต‰?" "สธแต‰หข แดนสณโ€ง แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒโฟโ€ง" แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แต‡แต‰โฟแต— แตˆแต’สทโฟโ€ง "แดถแต˜หขแต— แตแตƒแตแต‰ หขแต˜สณแต‰ สธแต’แต˜ สฒแต˜หขแต— แตแต‰แต— สทแต‰หกหก สณแต‰หขแต—แต‰แตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง" แดดแต‰ แต—แต’หกแตˆ แต—สฐแต‰โฟ หกแต‰แถ แต—โ€ง "แถœแตƒโฟ แดต สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แตƒ แต—แตƒหกแต สทโฑแต—สฐ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒ แตแต’แตแต‰โฟแต— แตƒหกแต’โฟแต‰?" "แดต'หกหก แต‡แต‰ โฑโฟ แตแต‰ แต’แถ แถ โฑแถœแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตแตƒแต›แต‰ แต—สฐแต‰แต หขแต–แตƒแถœแต‰โ€ง "แดต สณแต‰แตแต‰แตแต‡แต‰สณ สธแต’แต˜ แตƒโฟแตˆ แต‡แต˜แต‡แต‡หกแต‰ แต‡แตƒหขหขโธด แตƒโฟแตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แต’แต—แต—หกแต‰ แดต แตแตƒแต›แต‰ แต—แต’ แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข สทสฐแต‰โฟ สฐแต‰ สทแตƒหข แตแต’โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ สฐแต˜สณแต— สธแต’แต˜โธด แดต หขแตƒสท สฐโฑแต แตแต‰แต— แต—สฐแต‰ โฟแตƒแต–แตโฑโฟ แตˆโฑหขแต–แต‰โฟหขแต‰สณโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜ แต‰โฟแตˆแตƒโฟแตแต‰สณแต‰แตˆ สธแต’แต˜สณหขแต‰หกแถ  แตƒโฟแตˆ แตแตƒแต›แต‰ แต˜แต– แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แต’แต—แต—หกแต‰ สฒแต˜หขแต— แถ แต’สณ แตแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— แตโฟแต’สท สทสฐสธ สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ หขแตƒแตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตƒสท สฐโฑแต แถœสณสธโฑโฟแตโ€ง "แต‚แต‰'แต›แต‰ หขแต–แต‰โฟแต— สฐแตƒหกแถ  แต—สฐแต‰ สทแต’สณแต แตˆแตƒสธ แถ แต‰แตƒสณโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ สทแต’สณหขแต—โ€ง สธแต’แต˜ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต’แต˜แต— แถœแต’หกแตˆ แตƒหข สธแต’แต˜ แตแต’แต— สฐโฑแต—โ€ง แ”†แต‰แต‰โฑโฟแต สธแต’แต˜สณ แต‰สธแต‰ สณแต’หกหก แต‡แตƒแถœแตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐแต˜แตแตแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแตโ€ง "แดฐแต’โฟ'แต— หขแ‘ซแต˜แต‰แต‰แถปแต‰ แต—แต’ แต—โฑแตสฐแต—หกสธ สฐแตƒสณแตˆ!" "แ”†แต’สณสณสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แถœแตƒโฟ สธแต’แต˜ หขแต—โฑหกหก สฐแต’หกแตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ แต’แถ แถ โฑแถœแต‰โ€ง "แดณแต’แต—แต—แตƒ หกแต’แถœแต แต˜แต–โธด แต‡แต’สธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜ สทแตƒโฟแต— แตแต‰ แต—แต’ แต—แตƒแตแต‰ สธแต’แต˜ สฐแต’แตแต‰?" "สธแต‰หขโธด แต–หกแต‰แตƒหขแต‰ หขแต—แตƒสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†สฐแต‰หกแตˆแต’โฟ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜ แต‡แต‰แต‰โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแตƒสท หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แต‡สณโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ โฑโฟ สทโฑแต—สฐ แต‡สณแต˜โฑหขแต‰แตˆ แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แตƒแตแต’แต‰แต‡แตƒ แต–แต˜แต–แต–สธ แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แต—แต’ แตสณแต‰แต‰แต— สฐโฑหข แต’สทโฟแต‰สณโ€ง "แดผสฐโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แดต โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต—แต‰หกหก สธแต’แต˜ หขแต’แตแต‰แต—สฐโฑโฟแตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต–หกแต‰แตƒหขแต‰ แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— หกแต‰แตƒแต›แต‰ แตสธ หขโฑแตˆแต‰!" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐแต‰หกแต–แต‰แตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตˆแต’สทโฟ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ หขแต’แถ แตƒโ€ง "แดฌ แถœแต˜หขแต—แต’แตแต‰สณ สทแตƒหข แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— แต—แต’ สฐแตƒสณแต แตแต‰ สทสฐแต‰โฟ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—แต’แต’แต แต—สฐแต‰ โฑโฟสฒแต˜สณสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด หกแต‰แต— แตแต‰ แถ โฑโฟโฑหขสฐ แถ โฑสณหขแต—โ€ง แ”†แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต˜หขแต—แต’แตแต‰สณ แต—สฐสณแต‰สท แต—สฐแต‰ แถ โฑสณหขแต— แต—สฐโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰'แตˆ แตแต‰แต— สฐโฑหข สฐแตƒโฟแตˆหข แต’โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐแต‰สณ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แตแต’แต— แต’แต˜แต— แต—สฐแต‰ หขแตƒแตแต‰ โฟแตƒแต–แตโฑโฟ แตˆโฑหขแต–แต‰โฟหขแต‰สณโธด หขแต—แตƒโฑโฟแต‰แตˆ สณแต‰แตˆ แถ สณแต’แต สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ สฐแต‰ แต‡หกแต‰แต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ฝ" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แถœแตƒแต˜แตสฐแต— สฐแต‰สณ แต‡สณแต‰แตƒแต—สฐโ€ง to be cont. Pt. 2
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๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’›= Plankbob โค๏ธ๐Ÿ’› = Krabob ๐Ÿฉต๐Ÿ’›= Squidbob ๐Ÿฉท๐Ÿ’›= Patbob ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ’›= Spandy โค๏ธ๐Ÿ’š = Plabs ๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’š = Plankaren ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ’™= Karendy โค๏ธ๐Ÿฉต = Krabsward
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BLUESCREEN Planktonโ€™s thoughts were elsewhere as he focused the lens. More than once, he had to stop and blink blurriness out of his vision or rub the sleep out of his eye. He hadnโ€™t slept regularly for days since heโ€™d woken up from a brief three-hour nap this time yesterday evening, which did little to help his exhaustion. And now, here Plankton was. Miserable, sleep-deprived, and half-crazed with conflicting thoughts, peering blearily into a telescope at an absurd hour of the night. Argh! He bumped his head hard against the telescope to keep that thought from solidifying. Running on so little sleep Plankton glanced warily He looked at Karenโ€™s darkened monitor for a moment with apprehension, expecting her to awaken from sleep mode and start in on him anew for sneaking around, but her screen remained dim. In response, a very loud whirring noise emitted from within her monitor, and Plankton tilted his head in confusion. Sheโ€™d never made a sound like that before. Plankton stared numbly. โ€œHoney bunch?โ€ his voice is small, quavering. The next day Krabs found out sheโ€™s in hospital. It's amazing how much information Bikini Bottom Hospital would give out over the phone. Just supplying his name and fudging a little about his relationship to the couple was enough for Krabs to get the gist of what had happened last night, even including some details that had been omitted from the short entry in the morning paper. He took careful notes as he spoke with the nurse. Karen's condition was critical. Plankton had been given a mild sedative upon his arrival with Karen at the hospital. Doctors found him inconsolable; a perfect nervous wreck. They'd taken one look at him and deemed him both too emotional and sleep-deprived to be of much help answering questions. A little sleep never hurt anybody so far as the doctors were concerned. If you asked them, it was for his own good. Plankton had been so tired that the low dosage sedative had knocked him out nearly instantly. He hadn't budged in hours, and doctors predicted he'd stay down until at least late that afternoon. Krabs asked about the Hospitalโ€™s visitation hours while they were on the subject. Heโ€™d wanted to swing by that morning, but if Plankton was finally catching up on some much-needed rest, maybe he should put off on the visit. The last thing he wanted was to disturb him. The hours rolled by slowly after those difficult phone calls, and Krabs found himself pacing his office restlessly as he allowed Plankton a little time to catch up on his zโ€™s. When the lunch rush started to wind down, Krabs retreated to his office. He placed another phone call to the hospital to see if Plankton was awake yet. The nurse confirmed that he was, and feeling better than he had been before when he first arrived last night. So Krabs arrived at their hospital room. Plankton was sitting close to the edge of Karen's wheeled bedside table. He lurched his head up off his hands with a funny-sounding snort; he mustโ€™ve been starting to doze off. Finally, Plankton spoke. His voice was tired. Resigned. โ€œOh hey Krabs.โ€ โ€œWanna stay with me tonight?โ€ Plankton was looking at Karen's monitor again, his antennae twitching in acknowledgment of Krabsโ€™s words. Plankton thought about this for only a few seconds. Clearly, Krabs had gotten through to him or recovering from his recent sleeplessness was making him more agreeable. At least the extra long rest did him some good. Plankton was thoughtfully quiet beside him in the passenger seat. He peered up over the door to the quiet, still nighttime flowers overhead as the night rushed by. Krabs stole a glance at him now and then as he drove. He stooped down, offering Plankton his claw so he wouldnโ€™t have to jump up the stairs. โ€œCome on. Let me show you your room while youโ€™re stayinโ€™ over.โ€ Plankton was sitting on the edge of Krabsโ€™s hammock. The fabric barely dipped underneath him. โ€œUh, hey Eugene,โ€ started Plankton as Krabs reached for the door. Krabs paused, with his back to him, listening. โ€œHmm?โ€ โ€œGoodnight.โ€ Krabs looked over his shoulder and gave him a small smile. โ€œGoodnight, Plankton.โ€ Next day Plankton glanced over his shoulder at him. Krabs was glad to see he looked rested, despite having stayed in a strange place overnight. โ€œMorninโ€™, Sheldon,โ€ returned Krabs. โ€œHowโ€™d ye sleep? Get any word from the hospital overnight?โ€ โ€œSlept okay, but not great. Strange place, you know? And no, not yet.โ€ Krabs went upstairs to get dressed for work. He was pleased to see that his bedroom was almost exactly as heโ€™d left it, other than the disturbed sheets where Plankton had slept the previous night. When he came back downstairs a few minutes later, Plankton was sitting on the couch with his chin resting on one hand, staring hard straight ahead with a thoughtful, worried look on his face.
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แดฎแตƒแตˆ แดบโฑแตสฐแต—แตแตƒสณแต‰ โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ 'แดตแต— โฑหข แตƒหกหก แตƒ สฐแต’แตƒหฃ; แตƒ แถ สณแต’โฟแต—!' 'แดธแตƒแต˜โฟแถœสฐโฑโฟแต แต—โฑแตแต‰!' 'แดต หขแตƒสธโธด สทแต‰ หขแต—แต‰แต– แต’โฟ สฐโฑแต!' แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข สทแต’สณแตˆหข แต’แต›แต‰สณ แต—สฐแต‰ สธแต‰แตƒสณหข หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ สณโฑโฟแตโฑโฟแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แตโฑโฟแตˆ สทโฑแต—สฐ แต‡แตƒแตˆ แตแต‰แตแต’สณโฑแต‰หข แตƒหข สฐแต‰ หขหกแต‰แต–แต— โฑโฟ แต‡แต‰แตˆโ€ง แดดโฑหข แถœแต’แตแต–แต˜แต—แต‰สณ สทโฑแถ แต‰ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแต—โฑสณสณแต‰แตˆ แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰ โฟแต’แต—โฑแถœโฑโฟแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต‡แต˜แต— แตƒหกหขแต’ สณแต‰แตƒหกโฑหขโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰'หข โฟแต’แต— สฒแต˜หขแต— โฟแต’สณแตแตƒหกหกสธ แต—แต’หขหขโฑโฟแต แตƒโฟแตˆ แต—แต˜สณโฟโฑโฟแตโ€ง แดณแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต แต˜แต–โธด หขสฐแต‰ โฟแต’สท หขแตƒสท สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ โฑโฟ แต›โฑหขโฑแต‡หกแต‰ แตˆโฑหขแต—สณแต‰หขหขโ€ง แดบแต’แต— สทแตƒโฟแต—โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—หกแต‰ สฐโฑแต หขสฐแต‰ สทแตƒโฟแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต—สณสธ แต—แต’ หขโฟแตƒแต– สฐโฑแต แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  สทสฐแตƒแต—แต‰แต›แต‰สณ โฑแต— โฑหขโ€ง "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หกแต‰แตƒโฟแต‰แตˆ แต’แต›แต‰สณ สฐแต‰สณ สทสฐโฑแตแต–แต‰สณโฑโฟแต สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ สทสฐแต’ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— หขแต—แต’แต–โ€ง "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ฝ" แ”†สฐแต‰ แตสณแตƒแต‡แต‡แต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ สฐแต‰แต‰หก แต’แถ  สฐโฑหข แตƒโฟแตหกแต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ หขสฐแต’แต’แต โฑแต— แต‡แตƒแถœแต แตƒโฟแตˆ แถ แต’สณแต—สฐโ€ง แดดโฑหข แตƒโฟแต—แต‰โฟโฟแตƒแต‰ แต—สทโฑแต—แถœสฐแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แ”†สฐแต‰หกแตˆแต’โฟ? แต‚แตƒแตแต‰ แต˜แต–!" แดบแต’สท สฐแต‰ แตƒสทแต’แตแต‰ สทโฑแต—สฐ สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰ หขโฟแตƒแต–แต–โฑโฟแต แต’แต–แต‰โฟโธด หกแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต แต’แต˜แต— แตƒ แถœสณสธโ€ง "แดดแต‰สธ หกแต’แต’แต แตƒแต— แตแต‰โธด สฒแต˜หขแต— แต—แตƒแตแต‰ แต‡สณแต‰แตƒแต—สฐหขโ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแตƒสธหข แต—แต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฟแต’สทโ€ง "แดตโปแดต'แต หขโปหขแต’สณสณสธโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜'แต›แต‰ แตƒ แต‡แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณหขแต’แตแต‰ แตˆสณแต‰แตƒแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ?" "แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข สทแตƒหขโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดฑแต˜แตแต‰โฟแต‰'หข โฟแต’แต— แตแต’โฑโฟแต แต—แต’โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดตโปแดตโปแดตโปแดต แถ แต‰แต‰หก สทแต’สณสณโฑแต‰แตˆโ€ง" "แดผสฐ หขสทแต‰แต‰แต—หข แดต'แต หขแต’สณสณสธโ€ง" "แดตโปแดต'แต โฟแต’แต— หขแต˜สณแต‰ โฑแถ โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜ สทแตƒโฟโฟแตƒ สฐแต’หกแตˆ แตสธ สฐแตƒโฟแตˆ หขสทแต‰แต‰แต—หข?" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต’แถ แถ แต‰สณแต‰แตˆ สฐแต‰สณ สฐแตƒโฟแตˆโธด สทสฐโฑแถœสฐ สฐแต‰ แต—แต’แต’แต แตƒโฟแตˆ แต‰แตแต‡สณแตƒแถœแต‰แตˆโ€ง แ”†สฐแต‰ สฐแต’แต–แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ หกแต˜หกหก แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต‡แตƒแถœแต หขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โธด แต‡แต˜แต— แต–สณแต‰แถ แต‰สณแตƒแต‡หกสธ สทโฑแต—สฐแต’แต˜แต— แตƒโฟสธ หขแต—สณแต‰หขหขโ€ง แดดแต‰ โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ หกแต‰แต— แตแต’ แต’แถ  สฐแต‰สณ สฐแตƒโฟแตˆ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ สทสฐแต‰โฟแถœแต‰ หขสฐแต‰ แตแตƒโฟแตƒแตแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— สฐโฑแต แถ แตƒหกหก แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต– แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟ โฟแต’สท สทโฑแต—สฐแต’แต˜แต— แตƒโฟสธ แต‡แตƒแตˆ แตˆสณแต‰แตƒแตหขโ€ง โ•ฐ โœง ๏ฝฅ๏พŸโˆ™ โˆ— โ€” แดกแดส€แด… แด„แดแดœษดแด› โŸจ 2 1 6 โŸฉ
new karen plankton Dreams and Nightmares wordcount: 100-500 Karen/Sheldon J. Plankton krabs/plankton POV Karen watching someone sleep bad nightmare
แต€สฐแต‰ แถœสณแตƒแตแต–หข โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แถœแต’แตแต–แต˜แต—แต‰สณ สทโฑแถ แต‰ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแตƒสท สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ แถœแต’แตแต‰ แต‡แตƒแถœแต โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต— แตƒหข แต‡แตƒสณแต‰หกสธ สฐแต’หกแตˆโฑโฟแต แต˜แต–โ€ง "แดฌหกหก แตสธ แตแต˜หขแถœหกแต‰หข แตƒแถœสฐแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†สฐแต‰หกแตˆแต’โฟ แดต แต—แต’หกแตˆ สธแต’แต˜ โฟแต’แต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตโฟแต’สท!" แ”†สฐแต‰ หขแตƒสท สฐแต’สท สทแต‰แตƒแต สฐแต‰ หขแต‰แต‰แตแต‰แตˆ โฟแต’สทโธด แต‰หฃสฐแตƒแต˜หขแต—แต‰แตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ สณแต‰หขแต— แต˜แต–โ€ง "แดฐแต’ สธแต’แต˜ สทแตƒโฟแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดตโปแดต'แต แต—โปแต—แต’ แต—โฑสณแต‰แตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตƒสธหขโ€ง แ”†สฐแต‰ สณแต‰แตƒแถœสฐแต‰แตˆ แต’แต˜แต— แต—แต’ สฐโฑแต แต‡แต˜แต— แต–แต˜หกหกแต‰แตˆ แต‡แตƒแถœแต สทสฐแต‰โฟ สฐแต‰ หกแต‰แต— แต’แต˜แต— แตƒ สธแต‰หกแต–โ€ง แ”†สฐแต‰ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— สฐโฑแต แต—แต’ สฐโฑหข หขแต’แถ แต— แต‡แต‰แตˆ โฑแตแตแต‰แตˆโฑแตƒแต—แต‰หกสธโ€ง "แถœแตƒโฟ สธแต’แต˜ แตแตƒแตแต‰ โฑแต— แต—แต’ สธแต’แต˜สณ แต‡แต‰แตˆ แต’สณ?" "แดตแต— สฐแต˜สณแต—โฑโฟโ€™ สฒแต˜หขแต— แต—แต’ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แตแต’แต›แต‰โ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แต‰สธแต‰ หกโฑแตˆ แถ แต‰หกแต— สฐแต‰แตƒแต›สธโ€ง "แดฐแต’โฟ'แต— แถ โฑแตสฐแต— โฑแต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต‡แต˜แต— แต˜หขแต‰ แตƒโฟสธ แต‰โฟแต‰สณแตสธ หกแต‰แถ แต— แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— แตแต’โฑโฟแตโ€ง" แ”†สฐแต‰ แตแตƒโฟแตƒแตแต‰แตˆ แต‡แต’แต—สฐ แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰แต แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— สฐโฑแต โฑโฟ สฐโฑหข แต‡แต‰แตˆโ€ง "สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒโฟ แตแต‰แต— หขแต’แตแต‰ สณแต‰หขแต— แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐ โฑแต—'หข โฟแต’แต— แ‘ซแต˜โฑแต—แต‰ แต‡แต‰แตˆ แต—โฑแตแต‰ สธแต‰แต—โ€ง สธแต’แต˜สณ แต‡แต’แตˆสธ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆหขโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ'หข หขแตƒสธโฑโฟแต แต‡แต˜แต— สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰ หขหกโฑแต–แต–แต‰แตˆ แถœหกแต’หขแต‰แตˆโ€ง แต€แต˜แถœแตโฑโฟแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฑโฟ โฟแต’สทโธด สฐโฑหข แถ โฑแตแต˜สณแต‰ สณแต‰หกแตƒหฃแต‰แตˆ แตƒหข หขสฐแต‰ แต—แต˜สณโฟแต‰แตˆ แต’แถ แถ  แต—สฐแต‰โฑสณ หกแตƒแตแต–โ€ง แถ แตƒแถœโฑแตƒหก แถ แต‰แตƒแต—แต˜สณแต‰หข หขหกแตƒแถœแต หกแตƒหฃ แต—แต’ แถ โฑโฟแตƒหกหกสธ แถ แต‰แต‰หก หกแต‰หขหข แต–แตƒโฑโฟโ€ง "แดฌหกหก แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณ?" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตƒหขแตแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแตโ€ง 'แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ' หขสฐแต‰ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แตแต‰โฟแต—แตƒหกหกสธ แต—สฐโฑโฟแต แต‡แต˜แต— หขโฟแต’สณโฑโฟแต แตƒโฟหขสทแต‰สณแต‰แตˆ แถ แต‰สณโ€ง ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ: ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ“
new Karen/Sheldon J. Plankton POV Karen crampscore crampcore achecore tiredcore karen plankton sleepicore napcore Sleep & Naps loud snoring the cramps
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General anesthesia: A patient who gets general anesthesia is completely unconscious (or "asleep"). They canโ€™t feel any pain, are not aware of the surgery as it happens, and donโ€™t remember anything from when they are โ€œasleep.โ€ General anesthesia involves using many medications to render you unconscious during a surgery. This makes you unaware of things that are happening. It is generally described as melting back into the bed and falling asleep. This means you will have no awareness of the procedure once the anesthesia takes effect, and you won't remember it after. Anesthetics activate memory-loss receptors in the brain, ensuring that patients don't remember. General anesthesia looks more like a comaโ€”a reversible coma. You lose awareness and the ability to feel paฤฑn, form memories and move. Then they turn the anesthetics off and allow you to come to. You then begin to pass into a semi-conscious stage to become aware of what is going on. Typically, the period of time when youโ€™re under general anesthesia is a blank. Many patients report that it is a surreal experienceโ€”and practically no one remembers anything between when the medication is administered and waking up in the recovery. For general anesthesia, someone may feel groggy and a little confused when waking up after surgery.
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แ‘ซแต˜แตƒหกโฑแต—สธ แต€โฑแตแต‰ pt. 2 โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ แดฎแต‰โฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แถ โฑสณหขแต— แต’โฟแต‰ แต˜แต–โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทสณแต’แต—แต‰ แตƒ โฟแต’แต—แต‰ หขแตƒสธโฑโฟแต 'สทโฑหกหก แต‡แต‰ สณโฑแตสฐแต— แต‡แตƒแถœแต' แตแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  แต‡แต‰แตˆโธด แตƒหกแต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐ หขแต—โฑหกหก แต—แต’ แต‰แตƒสณหกสธ แต—แต’ หขแต—แตƒสณแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแตƒสธโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰ หขแต˜โฟ'หข โฟแต’แต— แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แต‡แตƒสณแต‰หกสธ แต˜แต–! แ”†แต’ สฐแต‰ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แตแตƒโฑโฟ หกแต’แต‡แต‡สธ แต’แต˜แต—โ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตˆแตƒแต˜แตสฐแต—แต‰สณ แดพแต‰แตƒสณหก สฐแตƒแต–แต–แต‰โฟแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰ สทโฑแต—สฐ สฐแต‰สณ แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆหข แต—สฐแต‰สณแต‰โ€ง แ”†สฐแต‰ สณแต‰แถœแต’แตโฟโฑหขแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแต แตƒหข สฐแต‰สณ แตˆแตƒแตˆ'หข สณโฑแต›แตƒหกโธด หขแต’ หขสฐแต‰ สทแตƒโฟแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ หขแต—แตƒโฟแตˆ แต˜แต– แถ แต’สณ สฐแต‰สณ แตˆแตƒแตˆโ€ง แดบแต’แต— สธแต‰แต— หขแต‰แต‰โฑโฟแต แดพแต‰แตƒสณหก โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ หกแต’แต‡แต‡สธโธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแต‰โฟแต—โ€ง "แดดแต‰สธโธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ!" แดดแต‰ แต—แต˜สณโฟแต‰แตˆ แตƒสณแต’แต˜โฟแตˆ แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต‰ แดพแต‰แตƒสณหก แตƒหข หขสฐแต‰ แต–โฑแถœแตแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแต แต˜แต–โ€ง "แดต แตโฟแต’สท สทสฐแตƒแต— สณแต‰แตƒหก แถ แต’แต’แตˆ โฑหขโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†สฐแต‰ หขแตƒโฑแตˆโธด แต—สฐโฑโฟแตโฑโฟแต แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แถ แต’แต’แตˆ แต‡แต˜หขโฑโฟแต‰หขหขโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สฐแต’สท แต‰แต›แต‰สณ แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต— หขสฐแต‰ แตแต‰แตƒโฟแต— แต‰แตƒแต—โฑโฟแต สฐโฑแตโ€ง "สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ หขแต’ หขแตแตƒหกหกโธด หขแต’ แดต แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— แต—สฐโฑโฟแต สธแต’แต˜'หกหก แต‡แต‰ แตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แต—แต’ แตˆแต’ แตแต˜แถœสฐ!" แ”†สฐแต‰ แต—สฐสณแต‰สท สฐโฑแต แตˆแต’สทโฟ แต‡แต‰แตโฑโฟโฟโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ สทแตƒหกแต แต’แต›แต‰สณ แต—แต’ สฐโฑแตโ€ง แดดแต‰ แถœสณโฑแต‰แตˆ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ สณแตƒโฟ แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต’แต’แต สทโฑแต—สฐ แต—สฐแต‰ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณหขโธด หกแต’แถœแตโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณ แตƒโฟแตˆ แตแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต สณโฑแตˆ แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ โฟแต’แต—แต‰ สฐแต‰ หกแต‰แถ แต—โ€ง แดดแต‰ สทสฐโฑแตแต–แต‰สณแต‰แตˆ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แตแต’แต— แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต’โฟ แต‡แต‰แตˆโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแต’แตแต‰ แต˜แต– แต—แต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต’แถ แต—หกสธ แถœสณสธโฑโฟแต แตƒโฟแตˆ แถ สณแต’แถปแต‰โฟ โฑโฟ แถ แต‰แตƒสณโ€ง "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒแต— แต˜แต– แตƒหข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— สณแต‰แต–หกสธโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ สณแต‰แตƒแถœสฐแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข สฐแตƒโฟแตˆ แต’แต˜แต— สทสฐแต‰โฟ สฐแต‰ แถ หกโฑโฟแถœสฐแต‰แตˆ สทโฑแต—สฐ แตƒ แถœสณสธโ€ง "แ”†แต’สณสณสธ แดต สฒแต˜หขแต— สทแตƒโฟแต— แต—แต’ สฐแต‰หกแต–โธด แดต'แต สฐแต‰สณแต‰ แถ แต’สณ สธแต’แต˜โ€ง แดฌโฟสธแต—สฐโฑโฟแต แดต แถœแตƒโฟ แตˆแต’?" แดผโฟหกสธ สณแต‰หขแต–แต’โฟแตˆโฑโฟแต สทโฑแต—สฐ แตƒ สทสฐโฑแตแต–แต‰สณโธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—โฑหกหก หขสฐแต‰แตˆ แต—แต‰แตƒสณหขโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡'หข แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ สณโฑโฟแตโ€ง แดดแต‰ แต–โฑแถœแตแต‰แตˆ โฑแต— แต˜แต– แต—แต’ แถ โฑโฟแตˆ แดพแต‰แตƒสณหก แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ แต‰โฟแตˆโ€ง "แดต หขแตƒสท แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แต–หกแตƒแถœแต‰ แดต'แต หขแต—แตƒสธโฑโฟแตโธด แดต แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— แตโฟแต’สท โฑแถ  สธแต’แต˜ สทแตƒโฟโฟแตƒ แต—แต‰หกหก แตสธ แตˆแตƒแตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜ หขแตƒสท สฐโฑแต?" "แดต แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐโฑแต แต’โฟ แต‡แต‰สฐแตƒหกแถ  แต’แถ  แตสธ แตˆแตƒแตˆ สฐแต’สท สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต‰หขโฟ'แต— แตโฟแต’สท สทสฐแตƒแต— แตแต’แต’แตˆ แถ แต’แต’แตˆ โฑหข แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแต’สท สฐแต‰ แถœแตƒโฟ'แต— แตˆแต’ แตƒโฟสธแต—สฐโฑโฟแต แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต'หกหก แต—แตƒแตแต‰ แถœแตƒสณแต‰ แต’แถ  โฑแต—!" แดดแต‰ สฐแตƒโฟแตหข แต˜แต– แต’โฟ แดพแต‰แตƒสณหกโธด โฟแต’สท แตโฟแต’สทโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต‰แตƒหขแต’โฟ แต‡แต‰สฐโฑโฟแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แต‡แต‰สฐแตƒแต›โฑแต’แต˜สณโ€ง "แดต แตแต’แต— สธแต’แต˜; สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ หขแตƒแถ แต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หกแต’แต’แตแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต– แตƒแต— แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€ง "แดพแต‰แตƒสณหก'หข โฟแต’แต— แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ แต‰โฟแตˆ แต˜แต– สฐแตƒสณแตโฑโฟแต สธแต’แต˜โธด แดต แต–สณแต’แตโฑหขแต‰! แดฑแต›แต‰สณสธแต—สฐโฑโฟแต'หข แถ โฑโฟแต‰ โฟแต’สทโธด หขแต’ สฒแต˜หขแต— แต‡สณแต‰แตƒแต—สฐแต‰โธด โฑโฟ แตƒโฟแตˆ แต’แต˜แต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแต—สณแต’แตแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข แตƒโฟแต—แต‰โฟโฟแตƒ สทสฐโฑหกหขแต— แถœแตƒหกแตโฑโฟแต แตˆแต’สทโฟโ€ง "แต‚แต‰ แถœแตƒโฟ แตƒหกหก แต—แตƒแตแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ โฟแต‰หฃแต— แต‡แต˜หข สฐแต’แตแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แถœหกแต’หขแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰โ€ง
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James Potter was a peculiar boy with a head of unruly black hair and eyes so bright they could outshine the stars. He had a knack for turning the most mundane moments into grand adventures. Whether it was climbing the tallest tree in the schoolyard or racing his friends across the Quidditch pitch, his imagination knew no bounds. But even in the whirlwind of his escapades, there was one person who remained steadfastly out of reach: Lily Evans. Lily was unlike anyone James had ever met. Her fiery red hair was a stark contrast to her soft, porcelain skin, and her eyes sparkled with a mix of intelligence and mischief. She was as fierce as a lioness and as graceful as a swan. Her laugh was like a melody that could charm the sternest of hearts, and it was a sound that James longed to hear directed at him. However, she had a tendency to dismiss his efforts with a roll of her eyes and a smirk that suggested she saw right through his bravado. Severus Snape, on the other hand, was a solitary figure. He lurked in the shadows of the school corridors, his eyes darting like a snake's as he took in every detail. His black hair was always impeccably combed and his robes pristine, as if he had just stepped out of a dark wardrobe. Severus was a prodigy in the art of potions, his talents often overlooked due to his cold demeanor. Yet, beneath the surface, there was something about him that drew James in. Perhaps it was the hint of vulnerability that occasionally flickered across his face, or the way his eyes lit up when he spoke about the most obscure magical herbs. The two boys moved in different circles, but they had one thing in common: a deep admiration for Lily. They watched her from afar, each imagining what it would be like to be the one to make her laugh genuinely or to capture her heart. But as the school year rolled on, their paths began to intertwine in ways they could never have anticipated. It was as if fate had a twisted sense of humor, throwing them together in situations that neither could escape. And as they found themselves drawn closer to Lily, a silent rivalry began to brew between them, a dance of longing glances and unspoken words. James, ever the charmer, tried to win Lily over with his flashy Quidditch moves and cheeky grins. But Lily, ever the enigma, remained unimpressed. In his frustration, James took to teasing Severus, using his popularity to make the other boy's life bad. He'd steal his books, trip him in the halls, and whisper snide comments. One rainy afternoon, as the school was dismissed for the day, James caught Severus crossing the crowded courtyard. He saw his chance and sneered, "Hey, Snapes, where's your broomstick?" His friends snickered, and Severus tensed, his eyes narrowing. Without waiting for a response, James conjured a water spray that drenched Severus' already soggy robes. The laughter grew louder as Severus stumbled away, the weight of his sodden clothes dragging him down. In the Great Hall, James watched as Severus sat alone at the Slytherin table, his shoulders hunched over a book. He whispered to his friends, "Look at the lonely little snake," and they all burst into laughter again. Severus glanced up, his gaze sharp and piercing, but James felt no remorse. In fact, he felt a strange thrill, as if he was in control of something he never had been before. The power of ridicule was potent, and he wielded it with the same ease he did his wand. Days turned into weeks, and James' pranks grew bolder. He'd jinx Severus' shoelaces to trip him up in the halls, replace his potion ingredients with foul-smelling dungbombs, and even cast a spell to make his robes shrink in the middle of class. Each time, Severus took the humiliation in silence, his eyes burning with a quiet anger that James found both fascinating and thrilling. It was a twisted game, but one James was determined to win. But the more James bullied, the more he felt the knot in his stomach tighten. It wasn't just guilt; it was something else. He noticed the way Severus' hands trembled as he poured potions, the way his voice grew softer in the face of his tormentors. And every time Lily saw what was happening, she'd give James a look that made him feel smaller than a house elf. He knew he was losing her respect, but he couldn't stop. It was as if he was under a compulsion to push Severus away from her, to prove to himself that he was the one she truly desired. One day, James' antics reached a new low. He'd convinced a group of his friends to help him pull a prank so elaborate, it was sure to leave Severus humiliated beyond repair. They waited in the shadows of the deserted library, setting up a series of traps that would culminate in a grand finale of slime and laughter. But as Severus approached, his head buried in a dusty tome, James felt a strange tug at his heart. He watched as the other boy stepped onto the first trap, a levitating book that smacked him in the face. The laughter of his friends seemed to echo hollowly in the vast room. Severus stumbled back, dropping his book into the puddle of ink that had appeared under his feet. He looked up, his eyes meeting James' for a brief moment. In that instant, James saw something he hadn't noticed before: a deep sadness that mirrored his own. It was as if the layers of bravado and spite had been peeled away, revealing a soul just as lost and lonely as his. The laughter died in his throat, and for a moment, James felt a flicker of empathy. But the moment was fleeting. His friends were still snickering, and Lily was watching from across the room, her arms crossed and her expression unreadable. He knew he had to go through with it. The second trap was triggered, and a cascade of glittering confetti showered Severus, sticking to his damp robes like glittering scales. The Slytherin students looked on with a mix of amusement and contempt, and James felt his heart sink. He'd gone too far. As the last echo of laughter faded away, Severus slowly picked himself up, his eyes never leaving James. He wiped the ink from his face and took a step towards him, his fists clenched at his sides. "Is this what you call fun, Potter?" he spat, his voice low and dangerous. James took a step back, his bravado momentarily forgotten. He hadn't anticipated this. "It was just a joke, Snapes," James said weakly, his smile slipping. Severus took another step closer, his eyes blazing. "Is it a joke to you, to watch someone else's pain?" James's heart hammered in his chest as he searched for the right words, but his usual quips eluded him. The realization of what he'd done washed over him like a cold shower. He'd gone too far, and he couldn't take it back.
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"You can totally sit with us," said a voice that seemed to shimmer with the promise of friendship. Cady Heron looked up from her lunch tray, blinking in surprise. The speaker was a girl with a smile so wide it could swallow her whole, her blonde hair glossy and her teeth as bright as the fluorescent lights above. The words hung in the air, tantalizing and slightly intimidating. This was Regina George, the queen bee of High School. Cady had heard the whispers, the stories that painted her as both an angel and a demon. She was the center of the school's social universe, and everyone else was just a planet orbiting around her. Cady felt a swell of excitement. She had been a fish out of water since moving from Africa to the suburbs of Chicago. The simple act of being acknowledged by the most popular girl in school was a beacon of hope in a sea of unfamiliar faces and cliques. She took a tentative step forward, her heart racing. "Thanks," Cady managed to murmur, setting her tray down at the table. The cafeteria buzzed with whispers as the group of pretty, popular girls made room for her. They were known as the Plastics, a name that Cady had learned from her newfound friend Janis Ian. These girls were the epitome of high school royalty, and now she was about to become one of them.
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แต‚แต’สณหขแต— แดฑโฟแต‰แตสธ ๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’… ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’๐’•: ๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ‘๐ŸŽ โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ .เณƒเฟ ๐šƒ๐š : ๐™ฑ๐š•๐š˜๐š˜๐š แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแต‰สณแต‰ แต’แต˜แต— แต’โฟ แต‰แตแต–หกแต’สธแต‰แต‰ สณแต‰แต—สณแต‰แตƒแต—; แตƒ แต–แต‰สณแถ แต‰แถœแต— แต—โฑแตแต‰ แถ แต’สณ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—แต’ หขแต—สณโฑแตแต‰โ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แตสณแต˜หขแต—สธ แตสณแตƒแต‡ แต‡สธ สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ โ€ง "แดทสณแตƒแต‡หขโธด แดต โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต—แตƒหกแต แต—แต’ สธแต’แต˜!" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แถœแตƒหกหกแต‰แตˆ แต’แต˜แต—โ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต‰ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แถœแต’แตแต‰ โฑโฟ สฐโฑหข แต’แถ แถ โฑแถœแต‰โ€ง "แดต'แต แต’โฟหกสธ แต—แต‰หกหกโฑโฟแต สธแต’แต˜ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ แดต หขแต—แต‰แตƒหก แต—สฐแต‰ โฑโฟแตสณแต‰แตˆโฑแต‰โฟแต—หข; สทแต‰ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แถœสฐแตƒโฟแตแต‰ แต˜แต– แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต˜หกแต‰หขโ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สฒแต˜หขแต— หขแถœแตƒโฟโฟแต‰แตˆ แตแต‰ แถ แต’สณ โฑโฟแต—แต‰สณโฟแตƒหก แตˆแตƒแตแตƒแตแต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ แดต'แต›แต‰ สทแต‰แตƒแตโฟแต‰หขหข แต—สฐแต‰ สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ หขแต’ สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒโฟ แตˆแต’ สทสฐแตƒแต—แต‰แต›แต‰สณ แต—แต’ หขแต—แต’แต– แตแต‰ แต‰หฃแถœแต‰แต–แต— แถ แต’สณโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜ แตƒแถœแต—แต˜แตƒหกหกสธ แต—สฐโฑโฟแต แดต'หกหก แต‡แต‰หกโฑแต‰แต›แต‰? สธแต’แต˜ สฒแต˜หขแต— สทแตƒโฟโฟแตƒ แตแต‰แต— แต—สฐแต‰ โฑโฟแตสณแต‰แตˆโฑแต‰โฟแต—หข; แดต แตโฟแต’สท สธแต’แต˜ แต˜หขแต‰แตˆ หขสธแตแต–แตƒแต—สฐสธ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ โฑโฟ สธแต’แต˜สณ แต–หกแตƒโฟหข!" แดนสณ แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข หขแตƒสท แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—แตƒสณแต— แต—แต’ แถœสณสธโ€ง "แดพหกแต‰แตƒหขแต‰!" "สธแต’แต˜ แถœสฐโฑแถœแตแต‰โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตโฑแถœแตแต‰แตˆ สทโฑแต—สฐ แตƒหกหก สฐโฑหข แตโฑแตสฐแต— แถ แต’สณ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—แต’ แถ หกสธ แต‡แตƒแถœแต แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐโฑแต— แต—สฐแต‰ สทแตƒหกหก สทโฑแต—สฐ แตƒ แต—สฐแต˜แตˆโ€ง "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด สธแต’แต˜ แตƒแถœแต—แต˜แตƒหกหกสธ แต—สฐโฑโฟแตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข สทแตƒหข แตแต’โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ สฐโฑแต สทสฐแต‰โฟ สฐแต‰ หขแต˜แตˆแตˆแต‰โฟหกสธ หขแต—แต’แต–แต–แต‰แตˆ โฑโฟ สฐโฑหข แต—สณแตƒแถœแตหข; โฟแต’แต— แต’โฟหกสธ แตˆโฑแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฟแต’แต— แตแต’แต›แต‰โธด แต‡แต˜แต— แตƒหกหขแต’ แต‡หกแต‰แตˆ แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  สฐโฑหข แตแต’แต˜แต—สฐ แต—แต’โ€ง "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ?" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตโฟแต‰หกแต— แถœหกแต’หขแต‰สณโ€ง "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ!" แดดแต‰ แต‡แต‰โฟแต— แตˆแต’สทโฟโธด สณแต‰แตƒหกโฑหขโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ หกแตƒแต—แต‰ สทสฐแตƒแต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตƒโฑแตˆ สทแตƒหข แต—สฐแต‰ แต—สณแต˜แต—สฐโ€ง "แดผสฐโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข หขแต’แต‡แต‡แต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต—โฑหกหก แถœสณสธโฑโฟแตโธด แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข หกแต‰แตƒโฟแต‰แตˆ แถœหกแต’หขแต‰สณ แต—แต’ สฐแต‰แตƒสณ หขสฐแตƒหกหกแต’สท แต‡สณแต‰แตƒแต—สฐโฑโฟแตโ€ง แดดแต‰ แตแต’แต— แต˜แต– แตˆแต‰หขแต–แต‰สณแตƒแต—แต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ แตสณแตƒแต‡แต‡แต‰แตˆ แตƒ แต–แตƒแต—แต—สธโธด โฟแต’แต— แต—แตƒแต˜โฟแต—โฑโฟแต แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต’แต–โฑโฟแต สฐแต‰'แตˆ แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰โฟโ€ง "แถœแตƒโฟ แตƒ แตสณแตƒแต‡แต‡สธ แต–แตƒแต—แต—สธ หขแถœแต‰โฟแต— แต’แถ  หขแตแต‰หกหก สทแตƒแตแต‰ สธแต’แต˜ แต˜แต–?" แดบแต’ โฑโฟแตˆโฑแถœแตƒแต—โฑแต’โฟ แถ สณแต’แต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทสฐแตƒแต—หขแต’แต‰แต›แต‰สณโ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข หกแต’แต’แตแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต– แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต— แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰ โฟแต˜แตแต‡แต‰สณ แตƒโฟแตˆ แถœแตƒหกหกแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดดแต‰หกหกแต’โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตƒโฟหขสทแต‰สณแต‰แตˆโ€ง "สธแต’แต˜สณ สฐแต‰หกแต– โฑหข โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆแต‰แตˆโ€ง" "แดฐโฑแตˆ แตสธ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ แต—แต‰หกหก สธแต’แต˜ แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— สฐโฑหข สณโฑหขแต แต‡สณแตƒโฑโฟ แตˆแตƒแตแตƒแตแต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ แตƒหขแต—สฐแตแตƒ?" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตƒหขแตแต‰แตˆ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต—โ€ง "แดดแต‰ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— แตแต‰แต— แต—แต’ แต—แต‰หกหก แตแต‰ แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แตƒหขแต—สฐแตแตƒโธด แตƒหข แดต สฐแต˜สณแต— สฐโฑแต แต’โฟแถœแต‰ สฐแต‰ แต—แต’หกแตˆ แตแต‰ แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— สฐโฑหข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต’โฟหกสธ โฟแต’แตˆแตˆแต‰แตˆ สณแต‰หขแต–แต’โฟหขแต‰โ€ง "แดต'แต หขแต’ หขแต’สณสณสธ; แดต'แตˆ แตˆแต’ แตƒโฟสธแต—สฐโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แต˜โฟแตˆแต’ สทสฐแตƒแต— สฒแต˜หขแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— แตโฟแต’สทโธด แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแต‰ แถœแตƒโฟ แต‡แต‰ แถœแต’โฟโฟโฑแต›โฑโฟแตโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข สณแต‰แตแต‰แตแต‡แต‰สณแต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ หกแต’แต’แต โฑโฟ สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰โธด แต–หกแต‰แตƒแตˆโฑโฟแต แตƒโฟแตˆ แต‡แต‰แตแตโฑโฟแต สฐโฑหข สทแต’สณหขแต— แต‰โฟแต‰แตสธ แต—แต’ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ หขแต’แตแต‰ แต‰แตแต–แตƒแต—สฐสธโ€ง "แดดแต‰ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ หขโฟแต‰แตƒแต โฑโฟโธด แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต‰ สฒแต˜หขแต— แตƒโฟโฟแต’แต˜โฟแถœแต‰แตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต‡แตƒสทหกแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดดแต‰ แตƒหขแตแต‰แตˆโธด แตƒโฟแตˆ แดต แถœแตƒหกหกแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแต แตƒ แถœสฐโฑแถœแตแต‰โฟ สณโฑแตสฐแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜ แตโฟแต’สทโธด สฐแต‰ แต—แต’หกแตˆ แตแต‰ สณโฑแตสฐแต— แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ หกแต‰แตƒแต›โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ สธแต’แต˜สณ สณแต‰หขแต—แตƒแต˜สณแตƒโฟแต— โฟแต’แต— แต—แต’ สทแต’สณสณสธโ€ง แดบแต’สทโธด หกแต’แต’แต!" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ'หข แต›แต’โฑแถœแต‰ สทแตƒแต›แต‰สณแต‰แตˆ แตƒหข หขสฐแต‰ หขแถœแตƒโฟโฟแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแตโ€ง "แต‚สฐแตƒแต—'หข หขแถœแตƒโฟ หขแตƒสธโธด แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ?" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตƒหขแตแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แถœแต’แตแตƒโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตƒโฟแตˆ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแต—แต’แต’แตˆ โฑโฟ แต˜แต—แต—แต‰สณ หขสฐแต’แถœแตแต‰แตˆ หขโฑหกแต‰โฟแถœแต‰ แต’โฟแถœแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ หขแถœแตƒโฟหข โฑโฟแตˆโฑแถœแตƒแต—แต‰แตˆ แถœแต’แตแตƒโ€ง "แดดโฑหข แต‡สณแต‰แตƒแต—สฐหข แตแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต สทแต‰แตƒแตแต‰สณโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สทแต‰โฟแต— แตƒโฟแตˆ แตแต’แต— หขแต’แตแต‰ แต‰แ‘ซแต˜โฑแต–แตแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ สฐแต‰หกแต– สฐโฑแต แต‡สณแต‰แตƒแต—สฐแต‰โ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต— แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ หกแต’แต’แต โฑโฟ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แต‰สธแต‰ สณโฑแตสฐแต— แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ แต˜โฟแถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หขโฟแต‰หขหขโ€ง แดดแต‰ แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต— แต’แถ  แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขสฐแต˜แต— แต’แถ แถ  แถ สณแต’แต แต—สฐแต‰ สทแต’สณหกแตˆโ€ง แดดแต‰ แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต— แต’แถ  แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทสฐแต‰โฟ แต—สฐแต‰สธ สทแต‰สณแต‰ สธแต’แต˜โฟแต แตƒหข แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆหข แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ แถ แต’แต’แตˆ แต‡แต˜หขโฑโฟแต‰หขหข หขแต–หกโฑแต— แต—สฐแต‰โฑสณ แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆหขสฐโฑแต–โ€ง "แดฌหขหขแต˜แตโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰'แตˆ สทแตƒแตแต‰ แต˜แต–โธด แตˆแต’ สธแต’แต˜ แต—สฐโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰'หกหก สณแต‰แตแต‰แตแต‡แต‰สณโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตˆแต’ โฟแต’แต— แตโฟแต’สทโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตƒแตˆแตโฑแต—แต—แต‰แตˆโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰ โฟแต‰หฃแต— แตˆแตƒสธโธด แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐโฑหข แต‡แต’แต—สฐ แต‰แตแต–หกแต’สธแต‰แต‰หข แต—สฐแต‰ แดทสณแต˜หขแต—สธ แดทสณแตƒแต‡'หข แถœหกแต’หขแต‰แตˆ แต˜โฟแต—โฑหก แถ แต˜สณแต—สฐแต‰สณ โฟแต’แต—โฑแถœแต‰โ€ง แดดแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰โฟ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต—โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—โฑหกหก โฟแต’ แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณ แต—สฐแตƒโฟ สฐแต‰ หกแตƒหขแต— หขแตƒสท สฐโฑแตโ€ง "แดต แตโฟแต’สท สธแต’แต˜ แตโฑแตสฐแต— โฟแต’แต— สฐแต‰แตƒสณ แตแต‰โธด แตƒโฟแตˆ แดต สทโฑหกหก โฟแต’แต— แต‡หกแตƒแตแต‰ สธแต’แต˜ โฑแถ  สธแต’แต˜'แตˆ แถ แต‰แต‰หก แต˜แต–หขแต‰แต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตƒโฟหฃโฑแต’แต˜หขหกสธ แต—แตƒหกแตแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทสฐแต’'หข หขแต—โฑหกหก แต˜โฟแตƒสทแตƒสณแต‰โ€ง "แดต แตโฑหขหข สทสฐแต‰โฟ สทแต‰'สณแต‰ แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆหขโธด แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ แตสธ หกแต’แต›แต‰ แถ แต’สณ แตแต’โฟแต‰สธ แถœแต’โฟหขแต˜แตแต‰แตˆ แตแต‰โ€ง แดฎแต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ โฟแต’สท แตˆสธโฑโฟแต แตƒหกหก แต‡แต‰แถœแตƒแต˜หขแต‰ แต’แถ  แตแต‰โ€ง แดต แต—สฐโฑโฟแต สธแต’แต˜สณ สทโฑแถ แต‰ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แตโฑหขหขแต‰หข สธแต’แต˜สณ โฟแตƒแตแตโฑโฟแตโ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตƒสทแตสทแตƒสณแตˆหกสธ หกแต‰แต— แต’แต˜แต— แตƒ แตโฑแตแตหกแต‰โ€ง "แดต โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ แตแต‰แตƒโฟแต— แถ แต’สณ หขแต˜แถœสฐ แตƒ แต—สฐโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ สฐแตƒแต–แต–แต‰โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต—แตƒสณแต—โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แถœสณสธ แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟโธด แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต—สณโฑแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต—สฐโฑโฟแต แต˜แต– แต’แถ  หขแต’แตแต‰ แตแต‰แตแต’สณโฑแต‰หขโ€ง "แดต แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต— แต—สฐแต‰ โฑแตˆแต‰แตƒ แต—แต’ แต–สณแตƒโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ หขแถœสฐแต’แต’หก สทแตƒหข หขแต’ แถ แต˜โฟโฟสธโธด แตƒโฟแตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ หกแต’แต’แต แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰โฑสณ แถ แตƒแถœแต‰หขโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข หขแตโฑหกแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แต‚แต‰ แต‡แต’แต—สฐ แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆ'แต›แต‰ หขสฐแต’สทโฟ แต’แต˜สณ แต–แต‰แต‰สณหข สฐแต’สท แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— แต—สฐแต‰ สฒแต’แต‡ แตˆแต’โฟแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แถœสฐแต˜แถœแตหกโฑโฟแต โฟแต’สทโ€ง "แ”†สฐแต’สท 'แต‰แต สทสฐแต’'แตˆ แตแต‰แต— แต—สฐแต‰ หกแตƒหขแต— หกแตƒแต˜แตสฐโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต’แตแต‰ แต—แต‰แตƒสณหข สทแต‰หกหกแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต– โฑโฟ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต‰สธแต‰หขโ€ง "แดต'แตˆ แตโฑแต›แต‰ แตƒหกหก แตสธ แตแต’โฟแต‰สธ แตƒโฟแตˆ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แตสธ หกโฑแถ แต‰ แต—แต’ สธแต’แต˜โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แต€สฐแต‰ แถ โฑสณหขแต— แต—สฐโฑโฟแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฟแต’แต—โฑแถœแต‰แตˆ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แตสณแตƒแตˆแต˜แตƒหกหกสธ สณแต‰แตแตƒโฑโฟแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข แถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หขโฟแต‰หขหข สฐแต‰แตƒสณโฑโฟแต แตƒ แถ แตƒสณแตƒสทแตƒสธ แต›แต’โฑแถœแต‰โธด แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐ สฐแต‰ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— แต‡แต‰ แตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แต—แต’ สณแต‰แถœแต’แตโฟโฑหขแต‰ โฑแต— แตƒหข แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หขโธด โฟแต’สณ สทสฐแตƒแต—'หข แต‡แต‰แต‰โฟ หขแตƒโฑแตˆโ€ง แ”†แต—โฑหกหก หกโฑแตแต‡แต’หกโฑแตแต‰โธด สฐแต‰ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— สธแต‰แต— แตโฟแต’สท สฐโฑหข หขแต˜สณสณแต’แต˜โฟแตˆโฑโฟแตหขโธด แต‰สธแต‰ หขแต—โฑหกหก หขสฐแต˜แต—โ€ง แต€สฐแต‰โฟ สทแต’สณแตˆหข แต‡แต‰แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แถœหกแต‰แตƒสณแต‰สณโธด แต‡แต˜แต— หขแต—โฑหกหก แถ แตƒสณแตƒสทแตƒสธโ€ง แดดแต‰ สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ สทแต’สณแตˆหข หกโฑแตแต‰ 'หขแต’สณสณสธ' แตƒโฟแตˆ 'แต–หกแต‰แตƒหขแต‰' แตƒโฟแตˆ 'แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆ' แต‡แต˜แต— หขแต—โฑหกหก โฟแต’แต— แตโฟแต’สทโฑโฟแต สทสฐแต’ หขแต–แต’แตแต‰ หขแตƒโฑแตˆ สทแต’สณแตˆหขโ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตแต’โฟโฑแต—แต’สณแต‰แตˆ สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆโธด หขแต’ หขสฐแต‰ สณแต‰แตƒหกโฑหขแต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰สณแต‰'หข แตƒ แถœสฐแตƒโฟแตแต‰ สฐแตƒแต–แต–แต‰โฟโฑโฟแตโ€ง "แดต'แต แตˆแต‰แต—แต‰แถœแต—โฑโฟแต แต–แต’หขหขโฑแต‡หกแต‰ สณแต‰แต›โฑแต›แตƒหกโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข สทแตƒหข หขโฑแต—แต—โฑโฟแต แต˜แต– หขแต—สณแตƒโฑแตสฐแต—แต‰สณโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—โฑหกหก แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— แตแต’แต›แต‰ สธแต‰แต—โธด แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต‰ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ แต‡สณแต‰แตƒแต—สฐโฑโฟแต แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณ; แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สณแต‰แตแต’แต›แต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡สณแต‰แตƒแต—สฐโฑโฟแต แต‰แ‘ซแต˜โฑแต–แตแต‰โฟแต— แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ สฐแต‰'แตˆ แถ แต‰แต‰หก โฑแต—โ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แถœสณโฑแต‰หข แต‡แต‰แถœแตƒแตแต‰ หกแต‰หขหข แตˆโฑหขแต—แตƒโฟแต— หขแต’แต˜โฟแตˆโฑโฟแต แตƒหข สฐโฑหข หขแต‰โฟหขแต‰หข สณแต‰แต—แต˜สณโฟแต‰แตˆโ€ง แดบแต’สท สทแตƒแตโฑโฟแตโธด สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰โฟ แตแตƒโฟแตƒแตแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แถ หกแต˜แต—แต—แต‰สณ แต’แต–แต‰โฟโ€ง "แดฌแต˜โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†โฑแตสฐแต— สณแต‰แต—แต˜สณโฟแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด โฟแต’แต— สธแต‰แต— สณแต‰แตโฑหขแต—แต‰สณโฑโฟแต สทสฐแต’'หข โฟแต‰หฃแต— แต—แต’ สฐโฑแตโ€ง "แต‚สฐแตƒแต— โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ สทสฐแตƒแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แถ โฑโฟแตƒหกหกสธ แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰โธด สฐแต‰ หขแตƒสท แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตƒโฟแตˆ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข หขแตโฑหกโฑโฟแต แตƒแต— สฐโฑแตโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สณแต‰แตแตƒโฑโฟแต‰แตˆ แถœแต’โฟแถ แต˜หขแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดดโฑโธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ! แดฐแต’ สธแต’แต˜ แตโฟแต’สท สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ สธแต’แต˜ แตƒสณแต‰?" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขสทแต‰แต‰แต—หกสธ แตƒหขแตแต‰แตˆ สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆโ€ง "แถœแตƒโฟ สธแต’แต˜ หขแตƒสธ สทสฐแตƒแต— สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ แต—สฐโฑโฟแตโฑโฟแต?" แดฌหขแตแต‰แตˆ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หขโ€ง แ”†แต—โฑหกหก โฟแต’แต— แถœแต’แตแต–หกแต‰แต—แต‰หกสธ แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต—แต’ โฟแต’สณแตแตƒหกโธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต— สฐแตƒสณแตˆ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ หขแต—สณแต˜แตแตหกแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ สณแต‰แตแต‰แตแต‡แต‰สณโ€ง "สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒโฟ แต—แตƒแตแต‰ สธแต’แต˜สณ แต—โฑแตแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ สณแต‰แตแตƒโฑโฟแต‰แตˆ แตสณแต’แตแตสธโ€ง แดนแต‰แตแต’สณโฑแต‰หข หขแต˜แตˆแตˆแต‰โฟหกสธ แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แตƒหข สทสฐแต‰โฟ สฐแต‰ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ แต‡แต‰โฑโฟแต แถœแตƒหกหกแต‰แตˆ แถœสฐโฑแถœแตแต‰โฟโ€ง แดดแต‰ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— แตโฟแต’สท สทสฐแตƒแต— สฐแตƒแต–แต–แต‰โฟแต‰แตˆ โฑโฟ แต‡แต‰แต—สทแต‰แต‰โฟโธด โฟแต’สณ สฐแต’สท แตแต˜แถœสฐ แต—โฑแตแต‰ สฐแตƒหข แต–แตƒหขหขแต‰แตˆโ€ง แดดแต‰ โฟแตƒสณสณแต’สทแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ หขแตƒโฑแตˆ "แถœสฐโฑแถœแตแต‰โฟ" แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰แตโ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต—สฐแต‰โฟ แต–สณแต’แถœแต‰แต‰แตˆแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต—แต‰หกหก สฐโฑแต แต‰แต›แต‰สณสธแต—สฐโฑโฟแต แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แถœสณโฑแต‰แตˆโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สณแต‰แตƒแถœสฐแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข สฐแตƒโฟแตˆ แต’แต˜แต— แถ แต’สณ แต—แต’ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หขโธด สทสฐแต’ แต‰แตแต‡สณแตƒแถœแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข แถ แต’สณแตแต‰สณ แต‰โฟแต‰แตสธโ€ง "แดต แถ แต’สณแตโฑแต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜โ€งโ€งโ€ง"
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"Come on, it'll be fun," Enid begged, her eyes wide with excitement. Wednesday sat quietly in the corner of the room, her black dress blending into the shadows. She didn't look up from her book, her finger marking her place. "I don't think so," she said, her voice calm and measured. Enid pouted, her cheerleader's spirit momentarily dampened. "But it's the prom dance, Wednesday. Everyone's going to be there!" Wednesday closed her book with a soft thud and looked up, her gaze piercing through Enid's hopeful facade. "I see your enthusiasm, but crowded social gatherings are not my idea of fun." Enid sighed, understanding that pushing the issue would lead nowhere. She sat down next to her friend, her own excitement dimming. "I know, I know. But it's our senior year. It's like, a rite of passage or something." Wednesday's eyes remained on the closed book in her lap. "I'd prefer to pass on that particular rite." Enid leaned in closer, whispering conspiratorially, "But it's the perfect place to observe human behavior. Think of it as an anthropological study." Wednesday's eyes lit up slightly at the thought. "I suppose you have a point," she conceded. "But I'll need to establish some ground rules." Enid clapped her hands together. "Of course! What do you need?" Wednesday thought for a moment before listing her conditions. "First, no slow dancing. Second, I control the music playlist. Third, I wear what I want." Enid nodded eagerly. "Deal! I'll handle the first two. And as for the third, I trust your impeccable taste." Wednesday raised an eyebrow. "My taste is not up for debate, nor is it the issue. It's the school's dress code that requires negotiation." Enid's eyes sparkled with mischief. "Leave that to me," she said, already texting away on her phone. Within minutes, she had secured a meeting with the principal to discuss "alternative fashion choices" for the prom. As the big night approached, Enid sent Wednesday a playlist of dark, rhythmic tunes that she had carefully curated. Each song was a masterpiece of gothic rock, a genre that she knew would resonate with her friend's soul. Meanwhile, Wednesday had been busy designing the perfect dress โ€”a long, flowing gown of midnight black with intricate white lace that looked like it had been plucked from a Victorian mourning ceremony. She had paired it with her favorite black boots and a choker necklace adorned with a single crimson rose. The day of the prom, Enid couldn't contain her excitement. She bustled into the room, her own outfit a vibrant mix of neon colors that seemed to glow in the dim light of the Addams' mansion. "Wednesday, you have to come see this!" she exclaimed, her voice carrying the urgency of a child who had just discovered a secret treasure. Wednesday set down her scalpel, which she had been using to dissect a particularly interesting spider, and followed Enid upstairs. The dress laid out on her bed was indeed a sight to behold. It was a macabre symphony of black taffeta and delicate lace, the skirt adorned with a pattern of thorny vines that looked like they could draw blood with a single brush. The bodice hugged her slender frame, the neckline plunging just low enough to hint at the darkness beneath. "It's... " she began, searching for the right word. "Awful," Enid offered, her tone teasing. Wednesday smirked. "Perfect," she corrected, her voice laden with approval. "It's perfect."
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In the quaint town lived a young woman named Charlotte Watsford. Her days were filled with the quiet rhythms of the local library, where she worked meticulously cataloging books that had seen more years than she had. Charlotte had an unassuming beauty, with her auburn hair pinned back. Her smile was gentle, and it had the power to make even the sternest of patrons feel at ease. Beneath the veneer of the town, there was a world of magic, ancient and unseen. It was here that Charlotte's life took an unexpected turn when she met Cleo Sertori, a young woman with secrets as deep as the ocean. Cleo was a mermaid, a guardian of the sea, blessed with the ability to manipulate water and heal the creatures that dwelled within it. The revelation was as shocking as it was fascinating. Yet, with this gift came great responsibility, and Charlotte found herself torn between the life she knew and the allure of the vast, unexplored waters that called to her soul. One moonlit night, while the town slept peacefully, Charlotte felt an eerie emptiness within her. The gentle whispers of the sea that had once resonated in her heart were now silent. Panic set in as she realized her mermaid tail, a symbol of her newfound identity, had withered away, leaving her with the legs of a human once more. The loss of her powers weighed heavily on her, a sudden and profound absence that seemed to dull the vibrant colors of the world around her. Her heart pounded as she approached the edge. The ocean below was a restless canvas of inky blues and greys, a stark contrast to the serene waters that had cradled her during her time as a mermaid. The salt air kissed her cheeks, carrying with it a bittersweet reminder of the freedom she had left behind. Lewis, her devoted best friend, stood beside her, his eyes filled concern and curiosity. With trembling hands, Charlotte reached to Cleo's necklace. It was a talisman of her friendship with the mermaid, a bond that transcended the boundaries of land and sea. "I have to return this to her," she murmured, the weight of her decision etched into every syllable. With a heavy heart, Charlotte unclasped the necklace.
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แดตโฟ สธแต’แต˜สณ แดฐสณแต‰แตƒแตหข โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ โ€˜แดณแต’แต’แตˆ แตแต’สณโฟโฑโฟแต! แดณแต˜แต‰หขหข สทสฐแตƒแต— แดต แตแตƒแตˆแต‰ สธแต’แต˜สณ แถ แตƒแต›แต’แต˜สณโฑแต—แต‰!โ€™ แดดแต‰แตƒสณโฑโฟแต แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡หข แต›แต’โฑแถœแต‰, แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตโฑหกแต‰แตˆโ€ง โ€˜แดทสณแตƒแต‡แต‡สธ แดพแตƒแต—แต—โฑแต‰หข!โ€™ โ€˜แต€แต’ แต˜หขโ€งโ€งโ€™ โ€˜แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ?โ€™ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€™หข แต›แต’โฑแถœแต‰ โฑโฟแต—แต‰สณสณแต˜แต–แต—แต‰แตˆโ€ง แ”†แต˜แตˆแตˆแต‰โฟหกสธ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แถ แต‰หกแต— แตƒ แต—แตƒแต– แต’โฟ สฐโฑหข หขสฐแต’แต˜หกแตˆแต‰สณ แถ สณแต’แต แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ง โ€œแดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ!โ€ แดดแต‰ หขโฟแตƒแต–แต–แต‰แตˆ แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰, สณแต‰แตƒหกโฑหขโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰โ€™หข สฐแต˜แตแตโฑโฟแต แตƒ แต–โฑหกหกแต’สท แตƒโฟแตˆ โฟแต’แต— แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตโฟแต‰สท โฑแต—โ€™หข แต—แต’ แตแต’แต’แตˆ แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰ แต—สณแต˜แต‰ แถ แต’สณ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต’ หขแต–แต‰โฟแตˆ สฐโฑหข แต—โฑแตแต‰ แต—แต’แตแต‰แต—สฐแต‰สณ, แตแตƒแตโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แตแต’แต˜แต—สฐ สทแตƒแต—แต‰สณโฑโฟแต แต–แตƒแต—แต—โฑแต‰หขโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แถ แต’แต˜โฟแตˆ สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ  แตˆสณแต’แต’หกโฑโฟแต โฑโฟหขแต—แต‰แตƒแตˆโ€ง โ€œแดถแต˜หขแต— แตแต‰แต—โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดต แตโฟแต’สท; แดตโ€™แต แต˜แต–!โ€ แดดแต‰ แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐโฑหข แถœแต’แตแต–แต˜แต—แต‰สณ สทโฑแถ แต‰โ€ง โ€˜แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ โฑหข แตƒ แต‡แต˜หขโฑโฟแต‰หขหข สณโฑแต›แตƒหก สทสฐแต’ แตโฑแตสฐแต— โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ แต—แต’ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แตƒ หกแตƒหขแต—โฑโฟแต แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆหขสฐโฑแต–โ€™ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต—โ€ง แดดแต‰ แตโฑโฟแตˆหกแต‰หขหขหกสธ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แตสณแต˜หขแต—สธ แตสณแตƒแต‡ สทโฑแต—สฐแต’แต˜แต— แตƒ แต–หกแตƒโฟ แต’สณ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แตแต’แต—โฑแต›แตƒแต—โฑแต’โฟ! แดดแต‰ สฒแต˜หขแต— หขโฟแต˜แถœแต โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แตƒแถœแต สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แตˆโฑแตˆ สฐโฑหข สฒแต’แต‡ แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตสณโฑหกหกโ€ง โ€œแต‚แต‰ แตƒสณแต‰ แต—แต‰แตƒแต แตสณแต˜หขแต—สธ แตสณแตƒแต‡โ€งโ€งโ€ หขโฑโฟแตหข แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡, โฟแต’แต— โฟแต’แต—โฑแถœโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณ แต’แต–แต‰โฟแต‰แตˆ แต‡สธ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง โ€˜แดณแต‰แต— แต’แต›แต‰สณ สธแต’แต˜สณ แต–สณโฑแตˆแต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ สฒแต˜หขแต— แตƒหขแต สฐโฑแต แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— โฑแต— แต’แต›แต‰สณ สทโฑแต—สฐ! สธแต’แต˜ สทโฑหกหก โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ แตˆแต’ แตƒโฟสธแต—สฐโฑโฟแต สฒแต˜หขแต— หขแต—แตƒโฟแตˆโฑโฟแตโ€™ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สณแต‰แตƒหกโฑหขแต‰แตˆโ€ง แดทโฟแต’สทโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰ แตโฑแตสฐแต— สฒแต˜หขแต— แต‰โฟแตˆ แต˜แต– แต‡แต‰โฑโฟแต แตโฑแถœแตแต‰แตˆ แต’แต˜แต— แต‡แต˜แต— สณโฑหขแตโฑโฟแต โฑแต—, แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€ง โ€œแดดแต‰สธ, แตโฑแตˆโ€ฆโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ โฟแต’แต—โฑแถœแต‰แตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง โ€œสธแต’แต˜ สทแตƒโฟโฟแตƒโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดต สทโฑหกหก โฟแต’แต— แถ แตƒหกหก แถ แต’สณ แตƒ แต—สณโฑแถœแต แต—แต’แตˆแตƒสธ, หขโฑหกหกสธ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ!โ€ โ€œแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€ฆโ€ หขแ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ โฑโฟแต—แต‰สณสณแต˜แต–แต—แต‰แตˆโ€ง โ€œแดผแถ  แถœแต’แต˜สณหขแต‰ โฑแต—โ€™หข สธแต’แต˜ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ; หขสฐแต’แต˜หกแตˆ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แตโฟแต’สทโฟ!โ€ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หกแต’แต’แตแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต–โ€ง โ€œแดตโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สธแต’แต˜ แตˆแต’โฟโ€™แต— แต‡แต‰หกแต’โฟแต สฐแต‰สณแต‰; แตแต‰แต— แต’แต˜แต—!โ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แต–แต’โฑโฟแต—แต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข หขแต–แตƒแต—แต˜หกแตƒ แตƒแต— สฐโฑแต แตƒหข หขแ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แต—สฐสณแต‰สท สฐโฑแต แต’แต˜แต—โ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ สธแต‰หกหก โฑโฟ หขแต˜แถœสฐ แตƒ สทแตƒสธโ€ง โ€œแดผสฐ แต—สฐแตƒโฟแต สธแต’แต˜ หขแ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆโ€ฆโ€ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต’หกแตˆ หขแ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แตƒหข แต—สฐแต‰สธ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต—แต’ สทแต’สณแตโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สฒแต˜หขแต— หขแต—แตƒสธแต‰แตˆ สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ สฐแต‰ หกแตƒโฟแตˆแต‰แตˆ โฟแต‰โฑแต—สฐแต‰สณ แตแต’โฑโฟแต แต‡แตƒแถœแต สฐแต’แตแต‰ โฟแต’สณ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แดทสณแต˜หขแต—สธ แตสณแตƒแต‡โ€ง แดดแต‰ หขแตƒแต— สณแต‰หกโฑแต›โฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ หขแถœแต‰โฟแต‰ โฑโฟ สฐโฑหข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แถœสณโฑแต‰แตˆโ€ง แดดแต‰ หกโฑแตแต‰แตˆ สฐแตƒแต›โฑโฟแต แต—โฑแตแต‰ แต—แต’ สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ  แตƒโฟแตˆ แต˜หขแต˜แตƒหกหกสธ โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ แถœสณโฑแต‰แตˆ แต’แต›แต‰สณ แตƒโฟ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ แต–แต‰สณหขแต’โฟ; สธแต‰แต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแตƒหข หขแต—โฑแถ หกโฑโฟแต สทสฐโฑแตแต–แต‰สณหข แตƒแต— โ€˜สธแต’แต˜ แตˆแต’ โฟแต’แต— แต‡แต‰หกแต’โฟแต สฐแต‰สณแต‰โ€™ สณโฑโฟแตหข แต’แต›แต‰สณ แตƒโฟแตˆ แต’แต›แต‰สณ แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟโ€ง แดดแต‰โ€™หข แต—สณโฑแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต—สณโฑแถœแต หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰, แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแต‰ แตโฟแต‰สท สทสฐแตƒแต— สณโฑหขแตหข แตแต’โฑโฟแต โฑโฟโ€ง แ”†แต—โฑหกหก หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐแตƒหข โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ แต–แต‰สณหขแต’โฟแตƒหกหกสธ สฐแต˜สณแต— สฐโฑแต แตƒหข หขแต˜แถœสฐโ€ง แดผแถ  แถœแต’แต˜สณหขแต‰, หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตโฑแตสฐแต— แถ แต’โฑหก สฐโฑหข แต–หกแตƒโฟหข แตƒแต— แต—โฑแตแต‰หข, แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต‰ โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ แตˆโฑแตˆ หขแต’ สทโฑแต—สฐ หขแต˜แถœสฐ แต˜แต–หขแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแตโ€ง แดบแต’แต— แต—แต’ แตแต‰โฟแต—โฑแต’โฟ สฐแต’สท สฐแต‰ หกแต’แต’แตแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ หขแ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ สทโฑแต—สฐ แตƒสทแต‰ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แตโฑแถœแตแต‰แตˆ แต’แต˜แต—โ€ง แต‚โฑแต—สฐ แตƒ หขโฑแตสฐ สฐแต‰โ€™แตˆ แตˆแต‰แถœโฑแตˆแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— แต˜แต– แต’แถ แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ แตสณแต’แต˜โฟแตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ หกแต‰แตƒแต›แต‰โ€ง แถ แต’สณ แตแต’แต’แตˆโ€ง แดฌแต— แถœหกแต’หขโฑโฟแต แต—โฑแตแต‰, หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒสท แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แถœแต’แตแต‰ แต˜แต– แต—แต’ สฐโฑแตโ€ง โ€œแดผสฐ แ”†สฐแต‰หกแตˆแต’โฟโ€ฆโ€ หขสฐแต‰ แถœแตƒหกหกแต‰แตˆ แต’แต˜แต— แถ แต’สณ สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆโ€ง โ€œแดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ, สทสฐแตƒแต—โ€ฆโ€ แ”†สฐแต‰ สฐแต‰หกแตˆ แต˜แต– แตƒ โฟแต’แต—แต‰ สทสฐโฑแถœสฐ หขแตƒสธหข โ€˜แดต สฐโฑแต— สณแต’แถœแต แต‡แต’แต—แต—แต’แต หขโฑโฟแถœแต‰ แดต แตˆแต’ โฟแต’แต— หขแต‰แต‰แต แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰ สทแตƒโฟแต—แต‰แตˆโ€ง แดต สฒแต˜หขแต— แตˆแต’ โฟแต’แต— แต‡แต‰หกแต’โฟแต หขแต’ แดต แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต— โฑแต— แต‡แต‰หขแต—โ€ง แดบแต’ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แถ แต‰แต‰หก หขแต—สณแต‰หขหขแต‰แตˆ แต‡สธ แตแต‰ แตƒโฟสธ หกแต’โฟแตแต‰สณ; แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€™ แ”†แตƒโฑแตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ โฟแต’แต—แต‰โ€ง โ€œแดดแต‰ หกแต‰แถ แต— แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แดทสณแต˜หขแต—สธ แตสณแตƒแต‡ แตƒโฟแตˆ แดต สฐแตƒแต›แต‰โฟโ€™แต— สธแต‰แต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขโฑโฟแถœแต‰! แดฐแต’ สธแต’แต˜ แตโฟแต’สท สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ สฐแต‰ แตโฑแตสฐแต— แต‡แต‰?โ€ โ€œแดตโ€™แต หขแต’ หขแต’สณสณสธ; แดต แตˆแต’โฟโ€™แต— แตโฟแต’สทโ€งโ€งโ€ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐแต‰สณ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ หขสฐแต‰ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต‡แตƒแถœแต โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต—โ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สณแต‰แตแต‰แตแต‡แต‰สณแต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแตƒสธโ€™หข แต‰แต›แต‰โฟแต—หข แตƒหข สฐแต‰ สณแต‰แตƒหกโฑหขแต‰แตˆ สฐแต’สท แต‡แตƒแตˆหกสธ สฐแต‰ แต—สณแต‰แตƒแต—แต‰แตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง โ€˜แต‚แตƒโฑแต—, สฐแต‰ แต–แต˜แต— สณแต’แถœแต แต‡แต’แต—แต—แต’แตโ€ฆโ€™ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สณแตƒโฟ แตˆแต’สทโฟ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แต˜หข หขแต—แต’แต–โ€ง แดฟแต’แถœแต แดฎแต’แต—แต—แต’แตโ€™หข แตƒโฟ แต˜โฟหขแต‰แต—แต—หกโฑโฟแต แต–หกแตƒแถœแต‰ แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰, หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตโฟแต‰สทโ€ง แดดแต‰ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟแต—แต˜แตƒหกหกสธ หขแตƒสท แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตสณแต’แต˜โฟแตˆโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถ แต‰หกแต— หขแต’ แต‡แตƒแตˆ แถ แต’สณ สฐโฑแต, สฐแต‰แตƒสณโฑโฟแต สฐโฑหข หขแต’แถ แต— แถœสณโฑแต‰หข แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แตแต‰แต–แต— หขแต’แต‡แต‡โฑโฟแตโ€ง โ€œแดผสฐ, แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตแตƒหขแต–แต‰แตˆโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแตƒหข แถœแต’แตแต–หกแต‰แต—แต‰หกสธ สฒแต˜หขแต— แต’แต›แต‰สณสทสฐแต‰หกแตแต‰แตˆ แตƒหข สฐโฑหข แต‰แตแต’แต—โฑแต’โฟหข แต—แต’แต’แต แต’แต›แต‰สณ, สฐโฑหข แต’โฟหกสธ แตแต’แต›แต‰แตแต‰โฟแต— แต‡แต‰โฑโฟแต แต‡แตƒสณแต‰หกสธ สณแต’แถœแตโฑโฟแต แต‡แตƒแถœแต แตƒโฟแตˆ แถ แต’สณแต—สฐ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ สทสฐโฑแตแต–แต‰สณแต‰แตˆโ€ง โ€œแดตโ€™แต หขแต’สณสณสธ!โ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สณแตƒโฟ แต—แต’ สฐโฑแตโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตƒสท หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หกแต‰แตƒโฟ แต’แต›แต‰สณ สฐโฑแตโ€ง โ€œแดต สทแตƒหข สทสณแต’โฟแตโ€ง แดต สทแตƒหข แต‡แต˜หขสธ, สทสฐโฑแถœสฐ โฑหขโฟโ€™แต— แตƒโฟสธ แต‰หฃแถœแต˜หขแต‰ แต—แต’ สฐแต˜สณแต— สธแต’แต˜โ€ง สธแต’แต˜ แตแตƒแตแต‰ แตแต‰ สฐแตƒแต–แต–สธ; แต’ หขแต’ สฐแตƒแต–แต–สธ!โ€ โ€œแดต แตˆแต’โฟโ€™แต— แต‡แต‰หกแต’โฟแตโ€ฆโ€ โ€œสธแต’แต˜ แต‡แต‰หกแต’โฟแต แตƒหข แตแต˜แถœสฐ แตƒหข แตƒโฟสธ แต’แถ  แต˜หขโ€ง แดตโ€™แตˆ สณแตƒแต—สฐแต‰สณ สธแต’แต˜ แถœแต’แตแต‰ แต‡แตƒแถœแต, แต‡แต‰แถœแตƒแต˜หขแต‰ แดต แถœแตƒโฟโฟแต’แต— โฑแตแตƒแตโฑโฟแต‰ หกโฑแต›โฑโฟแต โฑโฟ แตƒโฟสธ แต–หกแตƒแถœแต‰ สทโฑแต—สฐแต’แต˜แต— สธแต’แต˜ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ! แต‚แต‰ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ สธแต’แต˜; แดต โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ สธแต’แต˜โ€งโ€งโ€ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หกแต‰แต— หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขโฑแต— สทโฑแต—สฐ สฐโฑแต แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ สณโฑแตˆแต‰ สฐแต’แตแต‰, แต‰หฃแต–หกแตƒโฑโฟโฑโฟแต สทสฐสธ สฐแต‰ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แตสณแต˜หขแต—สธ แตสณแตƒแต‡ โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แถ โฑสณหขแต— แต–หกแตƒแถœแต‰โ€ง แดดแต‰ แถ แต‰หกแต— สณแต‰หกแตƒหฃแต‰แตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แตˆสณแต’สทหขสธ แตƒหข หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐแต‰หกแตˆ สฐโฑแต แถœหกแต’หขแต‰ แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แต˜หข สณโฑแตˆแต‰โ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแตƒสท หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ แถœแต’แตแต‰ โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต—โ€ง แดดแต‰ แถ แต‰หกแต— หขหกแต‰แต‰แต–สธ แต‡แต˜แต— แตƒหกหขแต’ แถœแต’โฟแต—แต‰โฟแต— สทโฑแต—สฐ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ โฟแต’สท แต‡แต‰โฑโฟแต แต’โฟ สฐโฑหข หขโฑแตˆแต‰โ€ง
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Plankton lay on the makeshift bed of crumpled newspaper, his body contorted into an uncomfortable knot. "I can't get to sleep, Eugene." Krabs sighed. "Why not?" "To hard," Plankton complained. Krabs looked over. "Maybe you need something to relax," he suggested. Plankton nodded, hopeful. "Like what?" Krabs considered for a moment, then his eyes lit up. "How about a bed time story?" "A what?" Plankton's voice was filled with skepticism. "You know, something to lull you to sleep." Plankton's expression softened. "Alright, Krabs, hit me with your best shot." Eugene cleared his throat and began his tale. "Once upon a time, in the vast expanse of the sea, there was a tiny plankton named Planky..." Plankton's eye widened for a moment, but the gentle rhythm of Krabs' voice soon began to work its magic. The crab's words painted a picture of a serene under water world, where the currents were soft whispers and the bioluminescent creatures danced a silent ballet. Plankton's eye grew heavier with each sentence, his body slowly unfurling from its tense state. "Planky," Eugene continued, "was a curious little fellow who loved nothing more than to drift through the sea, discovering its many secrets." His voice took on a soothing quality, each word carefully measured to match the steady rise and fall of the ocean outside their abode. "One night," Krabs went on, "as the moon cast its silver glow through the water, Planky stumbled upon a hidden lagoon. It was a place where the jelly fish swam in lazy circles, their soft bodies pulsing to an ancient lullaby that only the deep-sea creatures knew." Plankton's eyelid grew heavier, the image of the tranquil lagoon filling his mind. "In the center of this secret place," Krabs whispered, "was a giant clam, its shell open just enough to reveal a soft, inviting cushion of algae. Planky couldn't resist the urge to rest his tiny body upon it." Plankton's breathing grew deeper. He could almost feel the gentle sway of the clam's soft inner lining beneath him, the coolness of the water surrounding him, and the hypnotic pull of the moon's glow. Krabs noticed the change in his friend's demeanor and continued the story with renewed enthusiasm. "As Planky lay on the clam's cushion, the jellyfish grew closer, their ethereal lights creating a dazzling display of color that danced in time with the whispers of the water. They sang to him, their melodies echoing through the quiet night." The room grew quieter, save for the sound of the waves outside and Krabs' steady voice. Plankton's eye closed fully, his breathing syncing with the rhythm of the story. The crab went on, "Their song was one of peace and tranquility, of a world where worries were as fleeting as the bubbles that floated to the surface. Planky felt his troubles melt away, replaced by the warm embrace of the sea." Then, amidst the serene imagery, the first faint sound of a snore escaped Plankton. It was a sound so small and delicate that it could have easily been mistaken. Krabs smirked to himself. It's working. He leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a near-whisper. "As the jellyfish serenaded him, Planky felt his eyes grow heavier and heavier, until they could no longer stay open. The lagoon's secrets grew dimmer, the colors of the jellyfish fading into a soft, comforting darkness." The snores grew progressively, more regular. Krabs took a moment to appreciate his own cleverness before continuing the tale. "The sea creatures of the night, noticing Planky's peaceful slumber, decided to join him. They formed a living blanket of fish and algae, wrapping him in their gentle embrace, ensuring his sleep would be uninterrupted." Plankton's body grew slack, the tension in his muscles seeping away as he descended deeper into the realm of sleep. His snores grew more rhythmic. The light from the moon had been absorbed into his dreams, guiding him through a world of peace and contentment. Krabs watched his friend's sleeping form, noticing the way the shadows played across his tiny frame, Plankton's antennae twitching ever so slightly with every snore, mouth slightly open as he inhaled and then to let out the soft, rumbling sounds. The sight was peculiar, yet endearing in its own peculiar way. He had never seen Plankton so relaxed, so free. The crab felt a strange sense of accomplishment and allowed himself a brief moment of pride before remembering his own exhaustion. "Now, Sheldon," Eugene murmured, "Let your mind rest, and tomorrow we'll tackle the world anew."
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แถ สณแตƒแต—แต‰สณโฟโฑแถปแตƒแต—โฑแต’โฟ โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€™หข แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  แต—แต’สทโฟ สทสฐแต‰โฟ โฑแต— สฐแตƒแต–แต–แต‰โฟแต‰แตˆโ€ง แดดแต‰ สทแตƒหข แต—แต’ แตƒโฟแตƒหกสธแถปแต‰ แตƒ แตสณแตƒแต‡แต‡สธ แต–แตƒแต—แต—สธ สทสฐแต‰โฟ แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตแต’แต— แต’แต˜แต— แต—สฐแต‰ หขแต—สณแต’โฟแตแต‰หขแต— แต—สฐโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆ แถ โฑโฟแตˆ แต‡แต‰โฑโฟแต แตƒ แถœสณแต’สท แต‡แตƒสณโ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต˜หขแต‰แตˆ แตƒหกหก สฐโฑหข หขแต—สณแต‰โฟแตแต—สฐ แต—แต’ แต—แตƒแตแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡โฑแตแตแต‰หขแต— หขสทโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’โฟแต—สณแตƒแต–แต—โฑแต’โฟโ€ง แดฎแต˜แต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—แต’แต’แต แต—สฐแต‰ หขสทโฑโฟแตโ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตƒโฑแตแต‰แตˆ แถ แต’สณ แต—สฐแต‰ แตƒแต–แต–แตƒสณแตƒแต—แต˜หข แต‡แต˜แต— แตแต’แต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สฐโฑแต— แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ สฐแตƒสณแตˆ แต‡สธ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสณแต’สท แต‡แตƒสณ โฑโฟ แต‡แต‰แต—สทแต‰แต‰โฟโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰โฟ แถ แต‰หกหก แต‡แตƒแถœแต แตƒโฟแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€™หข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ สฐโฑแต— แตแตƒแถœสฐโฑโฟแต‰โ€ง แดดแต‰ หกแถคแตแต–หกสธ แตˆแถคแตˆแถฐแต— แตแต’แต›แต‰ห‘ แดบแต’แต‡แต’แตˆสธ แตโฟแต‰สท สทสฐแตƒแต— แต—แต’ หขแตƒสธ แถ โฑสณหขแต—โธด แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หขโ€ง แต€แต‰แตƒสณสธ แต‰สธแต‰แตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ หขแตƒโฑแตˆ โ€œแดพหกแตƒโฟแตโ€ฆโ€ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต—แต’แต’แต แต—สฐแต‰ แตแตƒแถœสฐโฑโฟแต‰ แต—แต’ แตˆโฑหขแต–แต’หขแต‰ แต’แถ  โฑแต—โ€ง "แดพหกแต‰แตƒหขแต‰ แต—แตƒหกแต แต—แต’ แตแต‰ห‘ หขแตƒสธ หขแต’แตแต‰แต—สฐแถคแถฐแตห‘ แดฌแถฐสธแต—สฐแถคแถฐแตห€" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ สทแตƒหข หขแถœแตƒสณแต‰แตˆ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ สทโฑหกหกโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต—แต—หกแต‰ แถ แต’สณ แตƒโฟ แต˜แต–หขแต‰แต— สณแต‰หขแต–แต’โฟหขแต‰ แถ สณแต’แต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง โ€œแถœแตƒโฟ สธแต’แต˜ สฐแต‰แตƒสณ แตแต‰โ€ฆโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแต’แต‡หขโ€ง โ€œแต‚แต‰หกหกโธด แดต แถœแตƒโฟโ€™แต— แตƒแถœแถœแต‰หขหข แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต—โธด หขแต’ แดต แตแต˜แต‰หขหข แตสธ สฐแต’แต˜หขแต‰ โฑแต— โฑหขแตŽโ€ โ€œแดฌสณแต‰ สธแต’แต˜ หขแต˜สณแต‰ห€โ€ แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แตƒหขแตแต‰แตˆโ€ง โ€œแดต แถœแตƒโฟโ€™แต— สฒแต˜หขแต— หกแต‰แตƒแต›แต‰ สฐโฑแตห’ แตƒแถฐแตˆ แดทแตƒสณแต‰แถฐหข แต‡แต˜หขสธแตŽโ€ แดพแถคแถœแตแถคแถฐแต สฐแถคแต แต˜แต– แถœแตƒสณแต‰แถ แต˜หกหกสธ แต—แตƒแตโฑโฟแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—แต’ สฐโฑหข สฐแต’แตแต‰ห’ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ หขแต‰แต— สฐโฑแต แตˆแต’สทโฟโ€ง "แดต หขสฐแต’แต˜หกแตˆ แต‡แต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ แต’แถฐแต‰ สทสฐแต’'หข หกแถคแถ แต‰หกแต‰หขหขหกสธ แถ แตƒแถคแถฐแต—ห‘ห‘ห‘" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแต’แต˜หกแตˆ แต‡แต‰ แตหกแตƒแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— แตแตƒแตˆ แตƒแต— สฐโฑแตโธด แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แตแถฐแต‰สท สฐแต‰'แตˆ แตแต‰แต— แตƒ สฐแตƒแถฐแตˆ หขสทแตƒแต—แต—แต‰แตˆ แตƒสทแตƒสธโ€ง แ”†แต’ สฐแต‰ แตแต‰แต–แต— สฐแถคหข แต‰สธแต‰หข แต’โฟ สฐโฑแตโ€ง แดดแต‰ แตโฟแต‰สท สฐโฑหข แต’สทโฟ แถœสณสธโฑโฟแต สทแต’แต˜หกแตˆ แต˜หขแต˜แตƒหกหกสธ สทแตƒสณสณแตƒโฟแต— แตƒ หขโฟแตƒแต–แต–สธ สณแต‰แตแตƒสณแตโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ สทแตƒหข สฐแต˜แตแตแถคแถฐแต แตƒ แต—แต˜แถฐแต‰โ€ง แต‚สฐแต‰โฟ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ สณแต‰แตแตƒแถคแถฐ แถœแต’แถฐหขแถœแถคแต’แต˜หขแถฐแต‰หขหขโธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แถ แถคสณหขแต— แถ แต‰หกแต— แถœแต’แถฐแถ แต˜หขแต‰แตˆ แตˆโฑแถปแถปโฑโฟแต‰หขหขโ€ง โ€œแต‚สฐโ€ฆโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแตƒแต—แถœสฐแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแต สทแตƒแตแต‰โฟ แตƒแถฐแตˆ หขแต—แต’แต–แต–แต‰แตˆ สฐแต˜แตแตแถคแถฐแตห‘ โ€œแดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ฆโ€ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แตแตƒแต›แต‰ สฐโฑแต แตƒ หกแถคแต—แต—หกแต‰ หขแต–แตƒแถœแต‰ แต‡แต˜แต— หขแต—แถคหกหก สณแถคแตสฐแต— แต‡สธ สฐแถคแตโ€ง โ€œแต‚สฐแตƒโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดผสฐโ€ฆโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขโฑแตสฐแต‰แตˆโ€ง โ€œแดต สทแตƒหข หขแต’ สทแต’สณสณโฑแต‰แตˆแตŽ แดต'หกหก แต‡แต‰ สณแถคแตสฐแต— แต‡แตƒแถœแตห’ แตƒหข แดต แตแต’แต—แต—แตƒ แตแตƒแตแต‰ แตƒ แถœแตƒหกหกห‘ห‘ห‘โ€ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟห’ แถœแต’แถฐหขแถœแถคแต’แต˜หข แต‡แต˜แต— หขแต—แถคหกหก แถฐแต’แต— แตแถฐแต’สทแถคแถฐแต แต‰หฃแตƒแถœแต—หกสธ สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ สฐแต‰ สทแตƒหข แตƒแถฐแตˆ แถ แต‰แต‰หกแถคแถฐแต แต—สฐแต‰ แต‰แถ แถ แต‰แถœแต—หข แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ สฐแถคแต—ห’ สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แตˆโฑแตƒหก แต—แต‰หกแต‰แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰ แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆโ€ง โ€œแดถแต˜หขแต— หกแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต สธแต’แต˜ แตโฟแต’สท สฐแต‰'หข แถ แถคแถฐแตƒหกหกสธ สทแตƒแตแถคแถฐแตแตŽโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐแตƒโฟแตหข แต˜แต– แต—สฐแต‰ แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰โ€ง โ€œแดต แตแตƒแตˆแต‰ หขแต’แตแต‰ สทแตƒแต—แต‰สณ แถ แต’สณ สธแตƒแตŽ แต‚แตƒโฟโฟแตƒ แต‡หกแตƒโฟแตแต‰แต— แต’สณ โฑแถœแต‰โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดต สทแตƒแถฐแถฐแตƒ แตแถฐแต’สท สฐแต’สท แดต'แตห’ สทแต‰หกหกห’ สทสฐแตƒแต—โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต—สณโฑแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แตˆแต‰หขแต—สณแต’สธ สธแต’แต˜สณ แตˆแต‰แต›โฑแถœแต‰ แต‡แต˜แต— โฑโฟหขแต—แต‰แตƒแตˆ สฐแต˜สณแต— สธแต’แต˜ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด แตƒโฟสธแต—สฐโฑโฟแต แดต แถœแตƒโฟ แตˆแต’โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแถ โฑสณหขแต— แต’แถ  แตƒหกหกโธด หขแต—แต’แต– สทโฑแต—สฐ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสณสธโฑโฟแตโ€ง แดฌหกหขแต’ แตˆแต’ โฟแต’แต— หขแต—แตƒสณแต— แต–แตƒแต—สณแต’โฟโฑแถปโฑโฟแต แตแต‰โ€งโ€ แดฌแถ แต—แต‰สณ แถคแต— แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต—แต’ สฐแถคแต แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตแตƒแต›แต‰ แตƒ หขแตƒแตˆ หขแตโฑหกแต‰ สทสฐแต‰โฟ แตƒ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—หกโฑโฟแต แตโฟแต’แถœแต แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณโ€ง โ€œแดตโ€™หกหก แตแต‰แต— โฑแต—; หขแต—แตƒสธแตŽโ€ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแตƒหขแถฐ'แต— แถคแถฐ แต—สฐแต‰ หขแต—แตƒแต—แต‰ แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰ แตแต’แต‡แถคหกแต‰ แถคแถ  สฐแต‰ สทแตƒแถฐแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’โ€ฆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต’แต–แต‰โฟหข แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณ แต—แต’ หกแต‰แต— โฑโฟ แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ โฑโฟหขโฑแตˆแต‰โ€ง โ€œแดฌสณแต‰ สธแต’แต˜ แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ สทแต’สณแต แต—แต’แตแต’สณสณแต’สทห€โ€ แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ สฐแตƒแตˆ แ‘ซแต˜แต‰หขแต—โฑแต’โฟแต‰แตˆโ€ง โ€œแดต สทแตƒโฟแต— แต—แต’ แต–หกแตƒสธ โฑแต— หขแตƒแถ แต‰โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แดต แตˆแต’โฟโ€™แต— แตโฟแต’สท สฐแต’สท แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข สทโฑหกหก แตˆแต‰แตƒหก แตƒหข แดต สฐแตƒแต›แต‰โฟโ€™แต— สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แถ สณแต’แต สฐโฑแต หขโฑโฟแถœแต‰โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆโธด แดตโ€™แตˆ แต—แต‰โฟแตˆ สทแต’สณแต โฑแถ  แดต แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆ แต‡แต˜แต— แดต สทแต’โฟโ€™แต— หกแต‰แตƒแต›แต‰ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต˜โฟแตƒแต—แต—แต‰โฟแตˆแต‰แตˆโ€งโ€ โ€œแดต แตˆแต’โฟโ€™แต— สทแตƒโฟโฟแตƒ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แต—แต’ แตˆแต‰แตƒหก สทโฑแต—สฐ แต’แต˜สณ แต‡แต’หขหข แต–แต‰หขแต—แต‰สณโฑโฟแต แตแต‰แตŽโ€ โ€œแ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆห’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟหข หขแต—โฑหกหก สณแต‰แถœแต’แต›แต‰สณโฑโฟแต; แตˆแต’โฟโ€™แต— แต—แต‰หกหก แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข สฐแต‰โ€™หข สณแต‰แถœแต˜แต–แต‰สณแตƒแต—โฑโฟแต แตƒแต— แตสธ สฐแต’แต˜หขแต‰โ€ฆโ€ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แต‰หฃแต–หกแตƒโฑโฟแต‰แตˆโ€ง แดฌแถ แต—แต‰สณ หขแต แต˜แถคแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ หกแต‰แถ แต— หขแต–แต’แถฐแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต˜สณโฟแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง โ€œแถ แต‰แต‰หกโฑโฟแต แตƒโฟสธ แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณห€โ€ โ€œแดต หขแต—โฑหกหก แตƒแต แถฐแต’แต— แถ แต‰แต‰หกแถคแถฐแต แถœหกแต‰แตƒสณ แตแถคแถฐแตˆแต‰แตˆโ€ฆโ€ โ€œหขแต’สณสณสธโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต—สฐแต‰ แต’โฟแต‰ สทสฐแต’ แตˆโฑแตˆ โฑแต—โธด โฟแต’แต— สธแต’แต˜แตŽ แต‚แตƒโฑแต—โธด แตˆแต’แต‰หข แตƒโฟสธ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ แต–แต‰สณหขแต’โฟ แตโฟแต’สทโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดบแต’โ€ฆโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒโฑแตˆห‘ โ€œแดตโ€™แตˆ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ หขแต—แต’แต–แต–แต‰แตˆ แต‡สธ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต— แต‡แต˜แต— แดตโ€™แต โฟแต’แต— แตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— โฑโฟ หขแต’ แดต แต—แต’แต’แต สธแต’แต˜ สฐแต‰สณแต‰โ€ง แ”†แต—โฑหกหกโธด สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒแถฐ แตแตƒแตแต‰ สธแต’แต˜สณหขแต‰หกแถ  แตƒแต— สฐแต’แตแต‰แตŽ แต‚แต‰ แถœแตƒโฟ แตˆแต’ แตแตƒแตแต‰หข แต’สณ สทแตƒแต—แถœสฐ แถ แถคหกแตหขโธด แต‡แต˜แต— สทแต‰ แตˆแต’โฟโ€™แต— สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แต—แต’ โฑแถ  สธแต’แต˜ แตˆแต’โฟโ€™แต— สทแตƒโฟแต—โ€ง แต‚สฐแตƒแต— แตˆแต’ สธแต’แต˜ แถ แต‰แต‰หก แต˜แต– แต—แต’ห€โ€ โ€œแถ โฑสณหขแต— หขแต—แต’แต– สณแตƒแตแต‡หกโฑโฟแต แตโฑแตˆโ€ฆโ€ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ แต‡แต˜แต— โฑโฟแต—แต‰สณสณแต˜แต–แต—แต‰แตˆ แต‡สธ แตแต’สณแต‰ แตโฟแต’แถœแตโฑโฟแต แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แต’แต–แต‰โฟหข แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณ แต—แต’ แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแตโ€ง โ€œแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หกแต’แต’แต แตƒแต— แตสธ โฟแต‰สท แตƒแถœแต—โฑแต’โฟ แถ โฑแตแต˜สณแต‰ แดต แตแต’แต— สธแต’แต˜ แตƒ แถ โฑแตแต˜สณโฑโฟแต‰แตŽโ€ แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต แต‰หฃแถœหกแตƒโฑแตแต‰แตˆ แถœหกแต’หขโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณ แต‡แต‰สฐโฑโฟแตˆ สฐโฑแตโ€ง โ€œแต€สฐแตƒโฟแตหข แต‡แต˜แต— แดตโ€™แต›แต‰ แตƒ หขโฑแต—แต˜แตƒแต—โฑแต’โฟ สฒแต˜หขแต— แถœแต’แตแต‰ แต˜แต–โ€ง สธแต’แต˜ แตโฟแต’สท แตแต‰แต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ สณโฑแตสฐแต—ห€โ€ โ€œแดผสฐ แดต แตˆโฑแตˆโฟโ€™แต—โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แตˆแต’โฟโ€™แต— แต—แต‰หกหก แดพโฑโฟแตสธ แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— แต—สฐแต‰โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ โฑหข แตสธ แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆโธด แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแต‰ แถœแตƒโฟ แตˆแต’ สทสฐแตƒแต— สฐแต‰ แต–หกแต‰แตƒหขแต‰หขแตŽ แ”†แต’ สฒแต˜หขแต— หกแต‰แตƒแต›แต‰ แตƒหกแต’โฟแต‰แตŽโ€ โ€œแดฑโฟแต’แต˜แตสฐโธด แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแตแตŽ แดต แตƒแต แถœแตƒสณโฑโฟแต แถ แต’สณ สฐโฑแต แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ หขแต’แตแต‰แต—สฐโฑโฟแต สฐแตƒแต–แต–แต‰โฟแต‰แตˆ แต‰แตƒสณหกโฑแต‰สณโธด สฐแต‰โ€™หข สฐแต˜สณแต—โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดต แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต— สทแต‰ แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆ แต–หกแตƒสธโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดต แถœแตƒโฟ แตƒหขแต แดพหกแตƒโฟโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแต‚สฐสธห€ แดดแต‰โ€™หข โฟแต’แต— แตแต’โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต สฐแต‰ โฑหข แต—สณสธโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณ แถ สณแต’แตโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแต แต˜แถคแต‰แต—แตŽโ€ แดฎแต’แต—สฐ แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰แต หกแต’แต’แตแต‰แตˆ แต’แต›แต‰สณ แตƒแต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒแถœแต—แถคแถฐแต แตแต’สณแต‰ หกแถคแตแต‰ สฐแถคแตหขแต‰หกแถ โ€ง โ€œแต‚แต‰โ€™หกหก หขแต‰แต‰ แต—แต’แตแต’สณสณแต’สท แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแตโ€งโ€ โ€œแ”†แต’สณสณสธ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡แตŽ แ”†แต‰แต‰ สธแตƒโ€งโ€ แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต หกแต‰แถ แต—โ€ง โ€œแดดแต˜โฟแตสณสธห€โ€ โ€œแดณแต˜แต‰หขหข แดต แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แตˆโฑโฟโฟแต‰สณโ€ฆโ€ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แตแต’แต— แต’แต˜แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แถ แต’แต’แตˆโ€ง โ€œแต‚สฐแต‰โฟ แตˆโฑแตˆ สธแต’แต˜โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดต แต–สณแต‰แต–แตƒสณแต‰แตˆ โฑแต— สทสฐแต‰แถฐ สธแต’แต˜ สทแต‰สณแต‰ หขแต—โฑหกหกโ€ฆโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟโ€™แต— แตโฟแต’สท แต—สฐแต‰ สทแตƒสธ แต—แต’ หขแตƒสธโ€ง โ€œแดผแต˜แต—ห€โ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แตƒโฟหฃโฑแต’แต˜หขหกสธ แตƒสทแตƒโฑแต—แต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข สณแต‰หขแต–แต’โฟหขแต‰โ€ง โ€œแดฌสฐโธด สทแต‰หกหก แต—สฐแตƒโฟแตหขห€โ€ แดดแต‰ หขแตƒโฑแตˆ หขแต’แตแต‰สทสฐแตƒแต— แต‡แตƒหขสฐแถ แต˜หกโ€ง แ”†แต˜แตˆแตˆแต‰โฟหกสธโธด แต—สฐแต‰ แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ สณโฑโฟแตโฑโฟแตโ€ง โ€œสธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒโฟ แตแต‰แต‰แต– แต‰แตƒแต—โฑโฟแต; แดตโ€™หกหก แตแต‰แต— โฑแต—แตŽโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แตแต‰โฟแต—หกสธ แต–แตƒแต—แต—แต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแต แตƒโฟแตˆ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แต–โฑแถœแต แต˜แต– แต—สฐแต‰ แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰โ€ง โ€œแดฑสฐ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡โธด สธแต’ แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ แตƒแต—แต—แต‰โฟแตˆ สทแต’สณแต แต—แต’แตแต’สณสณแต’สทห€ แดต โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ แตแต‰ แถ สณสธแถœแต’แต’แตโ€ฆโ€ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หขโ€ง โ€œแต‚แต‰หกหก แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หขโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡โธด แต—สฐแต‰ แดทสณแต˜หขแต—สธ แดทสณแตƒแต‡ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆหข สธแต‰แตŽโ€ แ”†แต’ แตˆโฑแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง โ€œแดตโ€™แต หขแต—โฑหกหก แตƒ แต‡โฑแต— แต—แต’ หขสฐแตƒแตแต‰โฟ แต˜แต– แต—แต’ แตˆแต’ แตสธ สฒแต’แต‡ สทแต‰หกหกห€โ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ หขแตƒโฑแตˆโ€ง โ€œแดต แตแต’แต— สณโฑแตˆ แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ โฑโฟแต›แต‰โฟแต—โฑแต’โฟ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ โฑแต— แตแต’แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แถ แต’สณแตแต˜หกแตƒแต‰โ€งโ€ โ€œแต‚แต‰หกหกโธด แดตโ€™แต สฐแตƒแต–แต–สธ แต—แต’ สฐแต‰แตƒสณโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดดแตƒแต›แต‰ สธแต‰ หขแต‰แต‰โฟ แต–โฑแต–หขแ‘ซแต˜แต‰แตƒแตโธด แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ห€โ€ แดดแต‰ หกแต’แต’แตแต‰แตˆ แต’แต›แต‰สณ แตƒแต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง โ€œแดธแต’แต—หข แต’แถ  แต—โฑแตแต‰หขแตŽโ€ แดธแตƒแต˜แตสฐแต‰แตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡โ€ง โ€œแดตแต—โ€™หข โฟโฑแถœแต‰ แต—แต’ สฐแต‰แตƒสณ สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒสณแต‰ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แดต แตแต’แต— แต—แต’ แตแต’ แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰แตˆ แต‡สธแต‰แตŽโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ สฐแตƒโฟแตหข แต˜แต– แต—สฐแต‰ แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰โ€ง แดดแต‰ โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ หกโฑแตแต‰แตˆ แถœแต’โฟแถ หกโฑแถœแต— แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแต‰โ€™หข โฟแต’แต— แต’โฟแต‰ แต—แต’ หกโฑแต‰โ€ง โ€œแต‚แต‰ แต‡แต’แต—สฐ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ สณแต‰หขแต—โ€ฆโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ โฑหฃแต‰แตˆ แตƒ สทแตƒสณแต แต‡หกแตƒโฟแตแต‰แต— แตƒแถฐแตˆ สณแต‰แถœแตƒหกหกแต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแตƒสธโ€™หข แต‰แต›แต‰โฟแต—หขโ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตƒโฟแตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสณแต’สทแต‡แตƒสณโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตแต’โฟแถœแตแต‰แตˆ แต’แต˜แต—โธด แถœแต’หกแตˆโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰ แถ แต‰แตƒสณโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰ แตแตƒหขแต–หขโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰ แต‰แตแต’แต—โฑแต’โฟโ€ง โ€œแดธแต‰แต— แตแต‰ แตโฟแต’สท โฑแถ  สธแต’แต˜ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ แตƒโฟสธแต—สฐโฑโฟแตโ€ฆโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ หขแตƒโฑแตˆโ€ง โ€œแต€สฐแตƒโฟแต สธแต’แต˜โ€ฆโ€ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตƒโฑแตˆโธด โฟแต’แต— แต˜หขแต˜แตƒหกหกสธ หขสฐแต’สทโฑโฟแต แตƒแถ แถ แต‰แถœแต—โฑแต’โฟโ€ง แ”†แต—โฑหกหก โฑแต—โ€™หข แต—สฐแต‰ หกแต‰แตƒหขแต— สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆ แตˆแต’ แตƒหข แต—แต’ แต—สฐแตƒโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แตโฑแตˆ สทสฐแต’โ€™หข แถฐแต’สท แถ แตƒหขแต— แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โ€ง แดดแต‰ แตโฟแต‰สท โฑแต—โ€™หข โฟแต’แต— หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡หข แถ แตƒแต˜หกแต—โธด แตƒหกแต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐ แต‰แตแต‡แตƒสณสณแตƒหขหขแต‰แตˆ สทสฐแต‰โฟ สฐแต‰ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟแต—แต˜แตƒหกหกสธ สณแต‰แตƒหกโฑแถปแต‰แตˆ สทสฐแตƒแต— สฐแตƒหข สฐแตƒแต–แต–แต‰โฟแต‰แตˆ แต’โฟแถœแต‰ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐโฑแต สทสฐแตƒแต— แต’แถœแถœแต˜สณสณแต‰แตˆโ€ง แดดแต‰ โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ สทแตƒโฟแต—หข แต—แต’ แถ แต‰แต‰หก แต›แต˜หกโฟแต‰สณแตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต‰ แตƒแต–แต–สณแต‰แถœโฑแตƒแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แตโฑแตˆห‘ แดดแต‰ แตแต’แต›แต‰แตˆ แถœหกแต’หขแต‰สณห‘ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ สทแต’แตแต‰ แต‰แตƒสณหกสธ แต—แต’ หขแต˜โฟสณโฑหขแต‰โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หกแต‰แตƒโฟโฑโฟแต แต’โฟ แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟหขแต— สฐโฑแต หขแต—โฑหกหก แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โ€ง แดดแต‰ แต–แต‰แต— สฐแถคแต แตแต‰แถฐแต—หกสธห‘ แดดแต‰ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟโ€™แต— แตโฟแต’สท โฑแถ  สทสฐแต‰โฟ สฐแต‰โ€™แตˆ แตƒแต—แต—แต‰โฟแตˆ สทแต’สณแต แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟโธด แตƒหข สฐแต‰ สทแตƒโฟแต—หข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ สณแต‰หขแต˜แตโฑโฟแตโ€ง แดผสณ แตƒแต— หกแต‰แตƒหขแต— แต—แต’ สทสฐแต‰โฟ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตแต‰แต—หข แต‡แตƒแถœแตโ€ง แต‚สฐโฑแถœสฐ แต‰แต›แต‰สณโ€™หข แถ โฑสณหขแต—โ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ สทแตƒหข สทแตƒโฟแต—โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แถœแตƒหกหก แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต—แต’ แต—แต‰หกหก สฐแต‰สณ แตƒหกแต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐ สฐแต‰ แถ แต‰หกแต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตโฑแตสฐแต— โฟแต’แต— แต‡แต‰ สฐแตƒแต–แต–สธโ€ง แ”†แต’ สฐแต‰ หขโฟแต‰แตƒแตหข แต’แต˜แต— โฑโฟ แตƒ แตˆโฑแถ แถ แต‰สณแต‰โฟแต— สณแต’แต’แต แต—แต’ แถœแตƒหกหก สฐแต‰สณโ€ง โ€œแดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ห€โ€ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สทแตƒหข หขแต˜สณแต–สณโฑหขแต‰แตˆ สทสฐแต‰โฟ หขสฐแต‰ สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ สฐโฑแต หขแต–แต‰แตƒแตโฑโฟแต แ‘ซแต˜โฑแต‰แต—หกสธโ€ง โ€œแดต แตโฟแต’สท โฑแต—โ€™หข แต‰แตƒสณหกสธ แต‡แต˜แต— แดต สทแตƒโฟแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ โฑโฟแถ แต’สณแต สธแต’แต˜ แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— หขแต’แตแต‰แต—สฐโฑโฟแต สธแต’แต˜ แตโฑแตสฐแต— โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แตโฟแต’สทโ€ฆโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต’หกแตˆ แต‰แต›แต‰สณสธ แต—สฐโฑโฟแตโ€ง โ€œแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โธด แต—สฐแตƒโฟแต สธแต’แต˜ หขแต’ แตแต˜แถœสฐ หกแต’แต’แตโฑโฟแต แต’แต˜แต— แถ แต’สณ สฐโฑแตแตŽ แดดแต‰ แตโฑแตสฐแต— โฟแต’แต— สทแตƒโฟแต— แตแต‰ แต—แต’ แต–แต‰หขแต—แต‰สณ สฐโฑแต แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— โฑแต—โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดต แตโฟแต’สท; แดต สฒแต˜หขแต— แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต— โฑแต— โฟแต‰แถœแต‰หขหขแตƒสณสธ แต—แต’ แต—แต‰หกหก สธแต’แต˜โ€ฆโ€ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒสทแต’แตแต‰ แตƒหข แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แต‡แตƒแถœแตโ€ง โ€œแต‚สฐแต‰สณแต‰ สธแต’แต˜ สณแต˜โฟโฟโฑโฟแต แต’แถ แถ  แต—แต’ห€โ€ แดดแต‰ แ‘ซแต˜แต‰หขแต—โฑแต’โฟแต‰แตˆโ€ง โ€œแดต แต—แต’แต’แต แถœแตƒสณแต‰ แต’แถ  หขแต’แตแต‰แต—สฐโฑโฟแต; โฟแต’ แต‡โฑแตแตโฑแต‰แตŽโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœสฐแต˜แถœแตหกแต‰แตˆโ€ง แ”†แต’ แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ แถ โฑโฟโฑหขสฐโฑโฟแต แต‡สณแต‰แตƒแตแถ แตƒหขแต—โธด แต—สฐแต‰สธ สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แตƒ แตโฟแต’แถœแต แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณโ€ง แดตแต—โ€™หข แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟ สทโฑแต—สฐ แต—สฐแต‰ หขแตƒแตแต‰ แถœแต’หกหกแต‰แถœแต—โฑแต‡หกแต‰ แต—แต’สธหขโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ หกแต‰แต— สฐโฑแต โฑโฟโ€ง โ€œแดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแตแตŽ แต‚สฐสธ แตˆแต’ แตแต’แต— แตƒ หขแตƒแถœแต แถ แต’สณห€โ€ โ€œแดต แตแต’แต—แต—แตƒ แตสณแตƒแต‡แต‡สธ แต–แตƒแต—แต—สธ แถ แต’สณ แต˜หขโ€ฆโ€ แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต แตƒโฟหขสทแต‰สณแต‰แตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€ง โ€œแดต สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’แตˆแตƒสธ แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแตƒสท แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆโ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข สทแตƒหข แตˆแต’โฑโฟแต สธแต’แต˜สณ สฒแต’แต‡ แต—แตƒแตโฑโฟแต แต’แต›แต‰สณ แตƒโฟแตˆ แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แต—แต’หกแตˆ แตแต‰ แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— สธแต‰หขแต—แต‰สณแตˆแตƒสธโ€งโ€ โ€œแต‚แตƒโฑแต—โธด สทสฐแตƒแต—โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ หขแตƒสธหข สธแต’แต˜ หกแต‰แถ แต— สทโฑแต—สฐ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ สฐแต‰ แตแต’โฟแถœแตแต‰แตˆ แต’แต˜แต—ห€ แดฌหกแต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐ แดตโ€™แต โฟแต’แต— แต‰หฃแตƒแถœแต—หกสธ หขแต˜สณแต‰ สทสฐแตƒแต— แตแต’โฟแถœแตแต‰แตˆ แต’แต˜แต— แตแต‰แตƒโฟหขโ€ฆโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœแตƒแต˜แตสฐแต— สฐโฑหข แต‡สณแต‰แตƒแต—สฐ แถ แต‰แตƒสณแถคแถฐแต แดพหกแตƒแถฐแตแต—แต’แถฐ'หข สณแต‰แตƒแถœแต—แถคแต’แถฐโ€ง แดดแต‰ แตแต‰แต–แต— หขโฑหกแต‰โฟแต—โ€ง แดผแถ  แถœแต’แต˜สณหขแต‰โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตˆโฑแตˆ โฟแต’แต— หกโฑแตแต‰ แต‡แต‰โฑโฟแต แต–แต˜แต— แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ หขแต–แต’แต—โ€ง โ€œแต‚สฐแตƒแต—โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดต สฐแต’แต–แต‰ สธแต’แต˜ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟโ€™แต— แต—แต‰หกหก แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดต แตˆโฑแตˆ โฟแต’แต—โธด แตƒหข แดต หกแต‰แถ แต— สทโฑแต—สฐ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แต˜สณแตแต‰สณ แต—สฐแต‰โฟโ€งโ€ โ€œแต‚แตƒโฟโฟแตƒ แต—แต‰หกหก สฐโฑแต สทสฐแตƒแต— สธแต’แต˜โ€™แตˆ สทแตƒโฟแต— สฐโฑแต แต—แต’ แตโฟแต’สทห€โ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒหขแตแต‰แตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง โ€œแดต สณแต‰แตแต‰แตแต‡แต‰สณ แตƒสทแตƒโฑแต—โฑโฟแต แตสธ แตแตƒแถœสฐโฑโฟแต‰ แต—แต’ แตƒโฟแตƒหกสธแถปแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’โฟแต—แต‰โฟแต—หข แต’แถ  แตƒ แต–แตƒแต—แต—สธ แต—แต’ แถ โฑโฟแตˆ แต’แต˜แต— สทสฐแตƒแต—โ€™หข โฑโฟ โฑแต—โ€ง แดต แตแต˜แต‰หขหข แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตแต’แต— แตƒ แถœสณแต’สทแต‡แตƒสณโธด แดต แตˆแต’โฟโ€™แต— แตโฟแต’สท แต˜แถฐแต—แถคหก แดต แต‰แถฐแตˆแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต– สฐแต‰สณแต‰โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดต หขแต—โฑหกหก แตˆแต’โฟโ€™แต— แต˜โฟแตˆแต‰สณหขแต—แตƒโฟแตˆโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแตโธด สธแต’แต˜ แต‰แต›แต‰สณ แถ แต‰หกแต— แตˆแตƒแถปแต‰แตˆ แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ แตแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต แตโฟแต’แถœแตแต‰แตˆ แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆห€ แดฌแถ แต—แต‰สณ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตแต’แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสณแต’สทแต‡แตƒสณโธด โฑแต— แตโฟแต’แถœแตแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆโธด สณแต‰โฟแตˆแต‰สณโฑโฟแต หขแต—แตƒแต—แต‰ แต’แถ  หขแต‰โฟหขแต‰หกแต‰หขหขโฟแต‰หขหขโธด แตƒโฟแตˆ สณแต‰แตแตƒโฑโฟแต‰แตˆ แต˜โฟแต—โฑหก แดต แต—แต’แต’แต สฐโฑแต สฐแต‰สณแต‰ แต—แต’ สณแต‰แถœแต’แต›แต‰สณ แถ สณแต’แต แต‡แต‰โฑโฟแต โฟแต’โฟแถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หขโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โธด โฑแต—โ€™หข แต˜โฟแถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หขโธด โฟแต’แต— โฟแต’โฟโปแถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หข; โฑแถ  สธแต’แต˜ สทแตƒโฟโฟแตƒ แต‡หกแตƒแต‡โธด แตƒแต— หกแต‰แตƒหขแต— แตแต‰แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แถ แตƒแถœแต—หข สณโฑแตสฐแต—แตŽโ€ โ€œแดดแต’สทโ€™หข โฑแต— แถ แต‰แต‰หกโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแต‚แต‰หกหก โฑแถ  สฐแต‰โ€™หข โฟแต’แต— แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰โฟ แต—สฐแต‰สณแต‰โ€™หข โฟแต’ แตƒสทแตƒสณแต‰โฟแต‰หขหข แต’แถ  หขแต˜สณสณแต’แต˜โฟแตˆโฑโฟแตหขโ€ง แดฎแต˜แต— แถ แต’สณแต—แต˜โฟแตƒแต—แต‰หกสธ สฐแต‰โ€™หข แตˆแต’โฑโฟแต แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณ แต—สฐแตƒโฟ สทสฐแต‰โฟ สฐแต‰ แถ โฑสณหขแต— แถœแตƒแตแต‰โธด สทแต‰หกหกโธด แดต แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆ แต—แต‰หกหก สฐแต‰ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟโ€™แต— แตโฟแต’สท สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ สฐแต‰ สทแตƒหข แต˜โฟแต—โฑหก แดต แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐโฑแต แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แตแตƒโฑโฟแต‰แตˆ แต’แต‡หขแต‰สณแต›แตƒแต—โฑแต’โฟ แต’แถ  หขแต˜สณสณแต’แต˜โฟแตˆโฑโฟแตหขโ€ง แดผโฟแต‰ แตโฑแตสฐแต— โฟแต’แต— สณแต‰แถœแตƒหกหก แตแต˜แถœสฐ แต‡แต‰โฑโฟแต แตˆโฑหขแต’สณโฑแต‰โฟแต—แต‰แตˆ แตƒหข สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒโฟโฟแต’แต— สณแต‰แตแต‰แตแต‡แต‰สณ แตƒโฟสธแต—สฐโฑโฟแต โฑโฟ แต‡แต‰แต—สทแต‰แต‰โฟโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดต แต—สฐโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰โ€™หข แตแต’แต— โฑแต—โธด แ”†แ‘ซแต˜แตƒสณแต‰แดพแตƒโฟแต—หขแตŽ แดฎแต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณ โฟแต’แต— แตแต‰โฟแต—โฑแต’โฟ โฑแต— แต‰แต›แต‰สณ แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟโธด แดพโฑโฟแตสธแตŽโ€ โ€œแดต แต–สณแต’แตโฑหขแต‰แตŽโ€ แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต หขแตƒโฑแตˆ โฟแต‰สณแต›แต’แต˜หขโ€ง แดถแต˜หขแต— แต—สฐแต‰โฟโธด แตƒโฟแต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ แตโฟแต’แถœแต แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณโ€ง โ€œแดบแต’สท สทสฐแตƒแต—ห€โ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขโฑแตสฐแต‰แตˆโธด แต’แต–แต‰โฟโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณ แต—แต’ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ง โ€œแดต แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แถ แตƒหขแต— แตƒหข แดต แต–แต’หขหขโฑแต‡หกสธ แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœแตƒหกหกแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต—แต‰หกหก แตแต‰ แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข สฐแต˜สณแต—โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโธด สธแต’แต˜ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟโ€™แต— แถœแต’แตแต‰ แต‰แตƒสณหกสธโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดต สทแตƒหข แต–หกแตƒโฟโฟโฑโฟแต แต’โฟ หกแต‰แตƒแต›โฑโฟแต แต‰แตƒสณหกโฑแต‰สณ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒหกหกแต‰แตˆโ€งโ€ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต‰หฃแต–หกแตƒโฑโฟแต‰แตˆโ€ง โ€œแดธแต‰แต—'หข แตแต’โ€ฆโ€ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตƒแถฐแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแตƒแต›แต‰แตˆโ€ง
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แถœสฐแต’แต–หข โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€™หข แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แต‰แตƒแถœสฐ แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแต‰ หขแตƒสท แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แตƒโฟแตˆ แ”†แตƒโฟแตˆสธ แตƒหข แต—สฐแต‰สธ แตˆโฑแตˆ แตแตƒสณแตƒแต—แต‰! แต€สฐแต‰สธ แต‡แต’แต—สฐ สทแต‰สณแต‰ แต‰โฟสฒแต’สธโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰แตหขแต‰หกแต›แต‰หข สฐแต‰ แถœแตƒโฟ แต—แต‰หกหกโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สณแต‰แตƒหกโฑหขแต‰แตˆ สฐแต‰ แตƒแถœแต—แต˜แตƒหกหกสธ สทแตƒโฟแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต—แตƒแตแต‰ แต–แตƒสณแต— แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต‰ แต–สณแต‰แต›แต‰โฟแต—หข สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ  แถ สณแต’แต แตˆแต’โฑโฟแต หขแต’ แต‡แต‰แถœแตƒแต˜หขแต‰ แต’แถ  สฐโฑหข แต–สณโฑแตˆแต‰ สทโฑแต—สฐ แถ แต‰แตƒสณโฑโฟแต สณแต‰สฒแต‰แถœแต—โฑแต’โฟโ€ง แดบแต’แต— แต—แต’ แตแต‰โฟแต—โฑแต’โฟ สฐโฑหข สฐแต‰โฑแตสฐแต—โ€ง แ”†แต’ สฐแต‰ แต‡แต˜โฑหกแต— แต–แต‰แต’แต–หกแต‰ แถ โฑแตแต˜สณแต‰หข แตˆสณแตƒสทโฟ โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ หขแตƒโฟแตˆโ€ง แดดแต‰ แตƒหกแตแต’หขแต— สฐแต’แต–แต‰แตˆ แถ แต’สณ แต—สฐแต‰แต แต—แต’ โฟแต’แต—โฑแถœแต‰ สฐโฑแต แต‡แต˜แต— แต—สฐแต‰สธ หกแต‰แถ แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แต‰แตƒแถœสฐโ€ง แ”†โฑแตสฐโ€ง
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โŸก pls note the ai inflicts emotional damage (แต•โ€”แด—โ€”)
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แดพแต˜แต–แต–สธ แดธแต’แต›แต‰ โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ ๐š ๐š˜๐š›๐š ๐šŒ๐š˜๐šž๐š—๐š: ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿท๐Ÿฟ "แดต แถœแตƒโฟ'แต— แต‡แต‰หกโฑแต‰แต›แต‰ แดต'แต หกแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต แตสธ แตˆแตƒแตˆ แต–แตƒสธ แตแต‰ แต—แต’ แตˆแต’ หขแต˜แถœสฐ แตƒ แต—สฐโฑโฟแตโ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตˆแตƒแต˜แตสฐแต—แต‰สณ แดพแต‰แตƒสณหก'หข แต›แต’โฑแถœแต‰ สทแตƒหข สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แต‡สธ หขแต–แต’แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แตƒแตแต’แต‰แต‡แตƒ แต–แต˜แต–แต–สธโ€ง แดพแต‰แตƒสณหก'หข แตƒ สทสฐแตƒหกแต‰โธด สทสฐโฑแถœสฐ หขแถœแตƒสณแต‰หข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด โฟแต’ แตแตƒแต—แต—แต‰สณ สทสฐแต’ สฐแต‰สณ แตˆแตƒแตˆ สทแตƒหขโ€ง "แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโธด สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜ หขแต‰แต‰โฟ แตสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—แต’แต–แต–แต‰แตˆ โฑโฟ แถ แต‰แตƒสณ แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ หขโฑแตสฐแต— แต’แถ  แดพแต‰แตƒสณหกโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต— แตสณแต’สทหกแต‰แตˆ แถ สณแต’แต แตƒแถ แตƒสณโ€ง แ”†สฐแต‰ สฐแต‰หกแตˆ แถœแต˜แต—หกแต‰สณสธ แต˜แต– แต—แต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒหข โฑแถ  หขสฐแต‰'แตˆ แต‰แตƒแต— สฐโฑแตโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแต–แต’แต— สฒแต˜หขแต— แตแต’แต— แต‡แตƒแถœแต แถ สณแต’แต แต’แต˜แต—แตˆแต’แต’สณหข หขแต’โ€ง แต‚สฐแตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰สธ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— แตโฟแต’สทหข แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตˆแต‰หขแต—สณแต’สธแต‰แตˆ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แถœแต’แตแต–หกแต‰แต—แต‰หกสธโ€ง "แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ'หข โฟแต’แต— แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ สฐแต‰หกแต– สธแต’แต˜ โฟแต’สทโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพแต‰แตƒสณหก หขแตƒโฑแตˆ แตƒหข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สณแตƒโฟ โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ สณแต’แต’แต แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต‰ สทสฐแตƒแต— สณแต‰แตแตƒโฑโฟหข แต’แถ  แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต— แถœแตƒแต˜แตสฐแต— แต˜แต– แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰แตโธด แต‡แต˜แต— โฟแต’แต— แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ แดพแต‰แตƒสณหก แต—สฐสณแต‰สท แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡สณแต’แตแต‰โฟ แถœแต’แตแต–แต˜แต—แต‰สณ แตƒแต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด แตโฟแต’แถœแตโฑโฟแต สฐโฑแต แต’แต˜แต— แตƒหกแตแต’หขแต— โฑโฟหขแต—แตƒโฟแต—หกสธโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แถ แต‰หกหก แต‡แตƒแถœแต สณโฑแตสฐแต— แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณโธด หขแต‰โฟหขแต‰หกแต‰หขหข แตƒโฟแตˆ แตแต’แต˜แต—สฐ แตƒแตแตƒแต–แต‰โ€ง แดดโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต‡แตƒแถœแต แตƒโฟแตˆ หขสฐแต˜แต— แถœหกแต’หขแต‰แตˆโ€ง แดพแต‰แตƒสณหก แต—สฐแต‰โฟ หขแต—แต‰แต–แต–แต‰แตˆ แตƒสทแตƒสธ แตƒหข หขสฐแต‰ หขแตƒสท หขแต–แต’แต— สณแต˜หขสฐ แต—แต’ สฐโฑหข แต’สทโฟแต‰สณ'หข หขโฑแตˆแต‰โธด แตหกแตƒสณโฑโฟแต แตƒแต— สฐแต‰สณโ€ง "แดต แถœแตƒโฟ'แต— แต‡แต‰หกโฑแต‰แต›แต‰โธด แต’สฐ แดต'แต แต’แต˜แต—!" แดพแต‰แตƒสณหก หกแต‰แถ แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต—โ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต— แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆโฟ'แต— แตแต‰แต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—แต’ สทแตƒแตแต‰ โฟแต’สณ หขแตƒสธ แตƒโฟสธแต—สฐโฑโฟแตโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต— สทสฐโฑแตแต–แต‰สณแต‰แตˆ โฟแต‰หฃแต— แต—แต’ สฐโฑแตโ€ง 'แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ โฑหข แตแต’โฟแต‰ หขแต’ สทสฐแต’ แถœแตƒโฟ สฐแต‰หกแต–? แดต แตแต˜แต‰หขหข สทโฑหกหก แต—สณสธ แต—แต‰หฃแต—โฑโฟแต หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€งโ€งโ€ง' แ”†แต–แต’แต—'หข แต—สฐโฑโฟแตโฑโฟแต แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แตแต’แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰โ€ง 'แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต–หกแต‰แตƒหขแต‰ แถœแต’แตแต‰ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต— แต˜สณแตแต‰โฟแต—หกสธ สณโฑแตสฐแต— โฟแต’สท!' แ”†แต–แต’แต— แตแตƒโฟแตƒแตแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต—สธแต–แต‰โ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต— หขแตƒสท แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœแต’แตแต‰ โฑโฟโ€ง "แดดโฑโธด แ”†แต–แต’แต—! แดต แตแต’แต—แต—แตƒ แต—แต‰หฃแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’แต— สฐแต‰หกแตˆ แต’แต˜แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰ สฐแต‰ แต—แต‰หฃแต—แต‰แตˆ แถ สณแต’แตโ€ง "สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒโฟ แต—แต‰หฃแต—? แ”†แตแตƒสณแต— แต‡แต’สธ! แต‚สฐแต‰สณแต‰'หข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’แต— แถœสณโฑแต‰แตˆ แตƒหข หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถ แต’หกหกแต’สทแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแต แต—แต’ สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ สฐโฑหข แต’สทโฟแต‰สณหข สทแต‰สณแต‰โ€ง 'แดฐแต’ สธแต’แต˜ แตโฟแต’สท แดนแต’สณหขแต‰ แถœแต’แตˆแต‰?' แ”†แต–แต’แต— แตƒหขแตแต‰แตˆ โฑโฟ แดนแต’สณหขแต‰ แถœแต’แตˆแต‰โ€ง "สธแต‰หข; แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต—แตƒแต˜แตสฐแต— แตแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’แต— สณแต‰แถœแตƒหกหกแต‰แตˆ สทสฐแตƒแต— สฐแตƒแต–แต–แต‰โฟแต‰แตˆ แต˜หขโฑโฟแต แดนแต’สณหขแต‰ แถœแต’แตˆแต‰ แต—แต’ แต—แต‰หกหก สฐโฑแตโ€ง แถœสณสธโฑโฟแตโธด แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตโฟแต‰หกแต— แตˆแต’สทโฟ แต‡สธ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง "แดต แตƒหกหขแต’ หกแต‰แตƒสณโฟแต— แถ โฑสณหขแต— แตƒโฑแตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒสธหข แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แต—แต‰โฟแตˆแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง แดดแต‰ สณแต‰แตแต’แต›แต‰แตˆ แตƒโฟสธ แตหกแตƒหขหข แถ สณแต’แต แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแตƒโฟโฑแต—โฑหขแต‰แตˆ สทแต’แต˜โฟแตˆหขโ€ง 'แต‚สฐแตƒแต— แตˆแต’ สทแต‰ แตˆแต’ โฟแต’สท?' แ”†แต–แต’แต— แตƒหขแตหข หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต˜หขโฑโฟแต แดนแต’สณหขแต‰ แถœแต’แตˆแต‰โ€ง "แดต แต—สฐโฑโฟแต สทแต‰'หกหก สฒแต˜หขแต— สทแตƒโฑแต—; สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰'หข แตƒ แถœแต’แตแถ แต’สณแต—แตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แต–หกแตƒแถœแต‰ แถ แต’สณ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ?" 'แดดโฑหข สณแต’แต’แตโ€งโ€งโ€ง' แ”†แต–แต’แต— แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต–แต˜แต—แต—โฑโฟแต สฐโฑแต แต—แต’ สฐโฑหข แต‡แต‰แตˆโ€ง 'แต‚สฐแต‰โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต‰หข สณแต‰แตแตƒโฑโฟ แถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หขโฟแต‰หขหขโธด สฐแต‰ แตโฑแตสฐแต— แต‡แต‰ แต’แต›แต‰สณสทสฐแต‰หกแตแต‰แตˆโ€ง' "แดต'แต แตแต˜แต‰หขหขโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰'หข แต—สฐแต‰ แต’โฟแต‰ แต—แต’ แต—แต‰แตƒแถœสฐ สธแต’แต˜ แดนแต’สณหขแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" 'สธแต‰หขโธด แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแต‰ โฑหข โฟแต’แต— แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ สณแต‰แตแต‰แตแต‡แต‰สณ แต˜หข แต‡สณโฑโฟแตโฑโฟแต สฐโฑแต แต—แต’ สฐโฑหข สณแต’แต’แต แต’สณ สธแต’แต˜ แถœแต’แตโฑโฟแตโ€งโ€งโ€ง' "แดต'หกหก แถœแตƒสณแต‰แถ แต˜หก แต—แต’ สฐแต‰หกแต– สฐโฑแตโ€ง" แดฑแต›แต‰โฟแต—แต˜แตƒหกหกสธโธด แต—สฐแต‰สธ หขแตƒสท สฐโฑแต หขแต—แตƒสณแต— แต—แต’ หขแต—โฑสณโธด แต‡แต˜แต— โฟแต’แต— สธแต‰แต— แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰โฟแต‰แตˆโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰สธ แตแตƒแต›แต‰ สฐโฑแต แตƒ หกโฑแต—แต—หกแต‰ หขแต–แตƒแถœแต‰ หขแต’ แตƒหข แต—แต’ โฟแต’แต— แต’แต›แต‰สณสทสฐแต‰หกแต สฐโฑแต แตƒหข สฐโฑหข หขแต‰โฟหขแต‰หข สณแต‰แต—แต˜สณโฟแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดดแต‰สธ แต—สฐแต‰สณแต‰โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ; แถœแตƒโฟ สธแต’แต˜ แต’แต–แต‰โฟ สธแต’แต˜สณ แต‰สธแต‰ แถ แต’สณ แตแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต‰แตƒแตโฑโฟแต หขแต’แถ แต—หกสธโธด หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆ แต—แต‰หกหก สฐแต‰'หข โฟแต’สท แถ โฑโฟแตƒหกหกสธ สณแต‰แตแตƒโฑโฟโฑโฟแต แถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หขโฟแต‰หขหขโ€ง แตแต–แต’โฟ สฐแต‰แตƒสณโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แต›แต’โฑแถœแต‰โธด สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แถ หกแต˜แต—แต—แต‰สณ แต’แต–แต‰โฟโ€ง "แตแตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆ แต’โฟหกสธ แต˜แต—แต—แต‰สณ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ สณแต‰แถœแต’แตโฟโฑหขโฑโฟแต หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€ง "แต‚สฐแตƒโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต˜แตˆแตˆแต‰โฟหกสธโธด สฐแต‰ แถ แต‰หกแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แต–แตƒโฑโฟ แถ สณแต’แต แต—สฐแต‰ โฑโฟแถœโฑแตˆแต‰โฟแต— แตƒโฟแตˆ แต–แตƒโฑโฟ แถ สณแต’แต แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’โฟหขแต‰แ‘ซแต˜แต‰โฟแต—โฑแตƒหก สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ สทแต’แต˜โฟแตˆหข สฐโฑหข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆโ€ง "แดณแตƒสฐโธด แต’สทโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด สธแต’แต˜ สณแต‰หขแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต—โฑหกหก แต‰หฃแต—สณแตƒ แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆหกสธ แต—แต’โธด หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— แตแต‰โฟแต—โฑแต’โฟ สฐแต’สท สฐแต‰ แตแต’แต— สฐแต˜สณแต— แถ สณแต’แต แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สฒแต˜หขแต— สธแต‰แต—; สฐแต‰ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— สทแตƒโฟแต— แต—แต’ หขแต—สณแต‰หขหข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง "สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ โฑโฟ สธแต’แต˜สณ สณแต’แต’แต สทโฑแต—สฐ แตแต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแต–แต’แต—; สธแต’แต˜'แต›แต‰ แต–แตƒหขหขแต‰แตˆ แต’แต˜แต— แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ แตแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต แต‡แต˜แตแต– แต’โฟ สธแต’แต˜สณ สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต’หกแตˆ แตƒหข หขแต–แต’แต— โฑโฟแถœสฐแต‰แตˆ แถœหกแต’หขแต‰สณโ€ง "สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒโฟ สฒแต˜หขแต— แตƒหขแต โฑแถ  แถ แต’สณ แตƒโฟสธแต—สฐโฑโฟแตโ€ง แดดแต’สท สธแต’แต˜ แถ แต‰แต‰หกโฑโฟแต?" "แดดแต’สท แตˆโฑแตˆ แดต แตแต‰แต— สฐแต‰สณแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—สณโฑแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ หขโฑแต— แต˜แต–โธด แต‡แต˜แต— หกแต‰แตƒโฟแต‰แตˆ แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต‡แต‰แถœแตƒแต˜หขแต‰ แตˆแต˜แต‰ แต—แต’ แตƒหกหก แต—สฐแต‰ แต‰หฃสฐแตƒแต˜หขแต—โฑแต’โฟ แตƒโฟแตˆ แต–แตƒโฑโฟโ€ง "แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทสฐแต‰โฟ แตˆโฑแตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง สธโฑแตแต‰หข; สทสฐสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตƒแต โฟแต’แต— แต—แต’ สฐแตƒสณแต สธแต’แต˜; แดต สฒแต˜หขแต— สทแตƒโฟแต— สธแต’แต˜ แถœแต’แตแถ แต’สณแต—แตƒแต‡หกแต‰โ€ง สธแต’แต˜ สทแตƒโฟแต— แตแต‰ แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ; โฑหข หขสฐแต‰ แตแต’โฟแต‰? แดตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†สฐแต‰ แต‡สณแต’แตแต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ แดต'แต หขแต’สณสณสธโ€ง แ”†สฐแต‰'แตˆ สทแตƒโฟแต— สธแต’แต˜ แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰ แถœแต’แตแถ แต’สณแต—แตƒแต‡หกแต‰โธด หขแต’โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดพแต‰แตƒสณหก'หข แต—สฐแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ หขแตƒสธ โฑโฟ แต—แต‰แตƒสณหขโ€ง "แ”†สฐแต‰'หข โฟแต’แต— สฐแต‰สณแต‰โธด แต‡แต˜แต— แดต แตƒแตโ€ง" แ”†แต‰แต‰โฑโฟแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—สณแต˜แตแตหกโฑโฟแต แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰หกโฑแตˆโธด หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแตƒโฟแต—แต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแต แต—แต’ สณแต‰หขแต—โ€ง "สธแต’แต˜'หกหก แถ แต‰แต‰หก แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณ หกแต‰หขหข แตˆโฑแถปแถปสธ แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ สธแต’แต˜ แตแต‰แต— แตƒ แตแต’แต’แตˆโป โฟโฑแตสฐแต—'หขโ€งโ€งโ€ง" หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒสท สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰ แถœหกแต’หขแต‰โ€ง "สธแต’แต˜ แตแตƒสธ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ หขแตƒแต›แต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแตƒสธโธด หขแต–แต’แต—; สทสฐแต’ แตโฟแต’สทหข สทสฐแตƒแต— แตโฑแตสฐแต—'แต›แต‰ สฐแตƒแต–แต–แต‰โฟแต‰แตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต’หกแตˆ หขแต–แต’แต— แตƒหข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สณแต‰แตƒแถœสฐแต‰แตˆ แถ แต’สณ สฐโฑหข สฐแตƒโฟแตˆ แต—แต’ สฐแต’หกแตˆโ€ง 'แต€แต‰หกหก แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แดต แตƒแต หขแต’สณสณสธ' หขแตƒโฑแตˆ แตƒ แต—แต‰หฃแต— แต—แต’ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถ สณแต’แต แดพแต‰แตƒสณหกโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต— สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แถœสณโฑแต‰หข แถ สณแต’แต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตโฑแตˆแตˆหกแต‰ แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ โฟโฑแตสฐแต— แถ แต’สณ สฐแต‰ แต—แต’หขหขแต‰แตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ แต—แต˜สณโฟแต‰แตˆโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต— แตƒหกแต‰สณแต—แต‰แตˆ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โธด สทสฐแต’ แต—สฐแต‰โฟ แต—แตƒแต–แต–แต‰แตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰ แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ หขสฐแต’แต˜หกแตˆแต‰สณโ€ง "แดฑแตƒหขสธโธด สทสฐแตƒแต—'หข สทสณแต’โฟแตโธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ?" "แต€สฐแต‰ สทสฐแตƒหกแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตแต’แต— สฐโฑหข แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ หขสฐแต’สทแต‰แตˆ แดพแต‰แตƒสณหก'หข แต—แต‰หฃแต—โ€ง "แดนแต˜หขแต—'แต›แต‰ แตƒ โฟโฑแตสฐแต—แตแตƒสณแต‰โ€ง" "สธแต‰แตƒ หขแต’สณสณสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ แต˜โฟแต—โฑหก โฑโฟแต—แต‰สณสณแต˜แต–แต—แต‰แตˆ แต‡สธ หขโฟแต’สณโฑโฟแตโ€ง 'แต€สฐแตƒโฟแตหข' หขแต–แต’แต— หขแตƒโฑแตˆ โฑโฟ แดนแต’สณหขแต‰ แถœแต’แตˆแต‰โ€ง
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Plankton's Hardest Lesson by AndyIsConfused As Spongebob fell to the Krusty Krab floor, Plankton knew he'd gone too far. Many of his schemes before were tricking the sponge into trusting him, but never had he caused physical harm to. Plankton felt his heart sink and tears fill his eye as Spongebob spoke, "Butโ€ฆ We were supposed to beโ€ฆ friends foreverโ€ฆ" He said before his legs gave in and he landed on his side. All at once, Sheldon was hit with memories. Memories of times the optimistic Sponge had been kind and friendly with him, despite all his schemes. Hugs, cookies, smiles, even being lifted higher to see what was happening. All the times Plankton was greeted happily, despite how the entire town treated him in contrast. And all the times Spongebob has swallowed his food, smiling pretending to enjoy it, even if it was a lie. No. This wasn't what he wanted. He wanted a popular restaurant, to be respected, revenge on Krabs. But Spongebob hadn't done anything wrong, he wasn't his target. He felt sick to his stomach as he heard a cry from a familiar friend of the delightful sponge, Patrick, had come to visit his friend, only to see him on the floor, and could only freeze as he watched the events unfold, Patrick running to Spongebob. He was sure that the star was screaming, but Plankton couldn't focus, only the way it sounded, shaking him to his very core. That soundโ€ฆ the pain in his cry. It was horrific. He never heard anything like it. Squidward ran in, followed by Mr. Krabs, Squidward frantically calling an ambulance as Eugene picked plankton up. "Krabs, I can explain! I never meant-... I didn't know he was-" "I see what you're willing to lose for your revenge, now." Eugene's voice was monotone as he popped Sheldon into a glass bottle. Patrick fell to his hands and knees, shaking and crying. After collecting themselves as best as they could, they all walked to the hospital. Plankton being forced to confront what he'd done by Eugene Krabs, himself. In a glass bottle on a lamp table in a hospital waiting room. He looked around before he glanced up to see his nemesis glaring daggers into him, "Soโ€ฆ uhโ€ฆ Pretty cloudy today, huh, Krabs?" "I want you to explain yourself. Revenge against me didn't need to involve the kid." He knocked the bottle to its side, making Sheldon fall over with it. Sheldon sighed, "My intention wasn't ever to hurt the boy, Krabs. He's a dumb little angel. My intention was toโ€ฆ I-... I was trying to break into your safe and he got in the way. I panicked! That little idiot was gonna call the cops again and I just wanted him to stop, forever!" He realized what he'd said as he said it. What in this blue ocean had he become? When did the life of a young adult become less of a priority than his revenge? He ran his hands along his antennae, "Iโ€ฆ never wanted to hurt that sweet idiot, Krabsโ€ฆ" "You're so full of it!" Sandy, trudging over to Plankton, lifting his container to her face so she could look him in the eye, "You got caught and your first instinct is to hurt the nicest creature in the ocean? After all the love he gives you?" She was tearing up, "Spongebob had plans for your birthday! He has your christmas gifts for the next six years in his closet the same as everyone else in Bikini Bottom!" She turned to the nearest wall and brought her arm back. Plankton knew he was about to be thrown, but a tentacle on her wrist stopped her from throwing. "Sandyโ€ฆ What would he say if he could see you, right now?" Squidward's voice was calm, but also tight, like it was stuck in his throat so he wouldn't cry. "When's Spongebob coming out?" Asked the pink starfish, "Weโ€ฆ We have to see Mermaid Man tonight. He promised." He looked to squidward who sighed and sat next to him, patting his back, wordlessly. Patrick curled his legs into his chair to hug them before burying his face, "I miss Spongebob!" He cried as his two friends did their best to comfort him. Plankton stayed seated in his confinement, this time, looking to Mr. Krabs, "Iโ€ฆ Don't know how to fix this, Krabs." Eugene looked at him with a shocked expression, "Fix? You can't fix thisโ€ฆ But you can stay here and watch how much this action of yours hurts the folks around him. Feel bad. Be ashamed. Maybe then I'll know you're not a complete monster." Plankton nodded before looking away from everyone. Heโ€ฆ wanted to apologize to spongebob. But he wasn't sure if he'd ever get the chance. Plankton felt sick. His stomach flipped and turned before he remembered, something, "Heyโ€ฆ Psst! Hey, Squid! HEY!" Squidward lifted his head from Patrick's shoulder, wiping drool from the Starfish's mouth and making a disgusted face as he ran his tentacle along the back of a nearby lamp. He turned to Plankton, "What?" He whispered with a hiss, "If you wake this pink idiot, I'm shaking you until you stop moving!" Hostility. Fair, given what Plankton had done to Spongebob. "Uhโ€ฆ The sponge. He has a pet, right?" Plankton cleared his throat and gulped, "I don't remember what it is, but I know he has one. He's constantly gushing about it." "Gary, a snail." Squidward sighed and lifted the bottle to eye level, "Why do you care?" Plankton was a little stumped at the question, "Iโ€ฆ Umโ€ฆ I don't kn-" "Yes, you do!" Squid interrupted, "Just spit it out." "Fine!...." Sheldon rubbed his face and groaned, "The kidโ€ฆ He's a good guy. He never hurts anyone. Maybe he's misunderstandings, butโ€ฆ He's goodโ€ฆ And I made some stupid robotโ€ฆ do what it did. And I didn't even understand what I meant when I said destroy until I sawโ€ฆ It lasted too long and then heโ€ฆ was on the floorโ€ฆ" Plankton covered his mouth, his body was quivering. He took a deep breath before he touched his cheek. Whenโ€ฆ When had he started crying? "So it really was just an accident." Squid seemed to be less shocked about this than he should be, "Because I'll rip off your antennae, squish you until my leg is tired, and Spongebob is the only bright part of my life. That little idiot is my sunshine. Do you understand?" Plankton nodded at this before Squidward placed him back on the table. He watched him lay his head back, cross his arms, and go back to sleep. He felt strange that he was less worried about his own demise and more worried about the kid. He hoped Spongebob survivedโ€ฆ He hoped he could apologize, to be there during his recovery to take care of himโ€ฆ Only Spongebob would have enough heart to give him another chance. He didn't deserve one. He knew that, butโ€ฆ Spongebob deserves a long life, only ending in old age. Plankton needed to stay awake until the doctor returned with news. Sheldon wasn't sure when it was that he finally fell asleep like the others, but his dream was riddled with guilt. He wasn't replaying the event over and over. That wasn't really how dreams even worked. No. It had himself and Spongebob, but that was about the only similarity to real life. He seemed to be running to the boy, in his nightmare. Attempting to catch up to him and stop him. The young man was over the edge of a cliff and looking down. He tried to scream to catch his attention, but not only was he too far and not gaining any momentum, he was too small for the young man to even hear. This seemed like a hopeless scenario. It only ended when the dream Spongebob turned to face Plankton. "Wake up." Said the voice. Butโ€ฆ it didn't belong to Spongebob. That sounded likeโ€ฆ Krabs? He awoke with a start, heart pounding in his chest and hands shaking, "Wh-What's going on." He asked before he noticed the man in the white coat and stethoscope, "Oh... " There were only two possible answers to expect, "Is he-...?" "He's alive. He should make a full recovery." Interrupted the deep voiced man. Plankton sighed with relief, "Howeverโ€ฆ None of this is going to be cheap." For the first time since knowing the red crab, Plankton was shocked at what his nemesis said next, "Talk to me about the money issues. The boy ain't got enough to survive on, much less afford medical care." Sheldon blinked his eye in disbelief, "Youโ€ฆ You're serious? No! No way! This is my fault, I should-" "You have a failing business, Plankton." Eugene interrupted, "You ain't gonna afford squat." "I'll sell machines. Devices!" Sheldon insisted, standing in his bottle, "I can't do nothing! I did this!" His volume rose, voice cracking. Eugene sighed, "Fineโ€ฆ Fine. You can help if the kid doesn't press charges." Sandy cleared her throat, "He won't. We all know that." The group nodded. Spongebob was far too kind. Mr. Krabs pulled back the curtain to reveal a very pale Spongebob. Plankton felt his gut twist again, "The Squid stole your house keys, Squarepants." Plankton said before really even realizing he was speaking. A very soft and raspy laugh escaped the sponge, "I gave them to him. He's going to take Gary to his house until I'm better again." That smile. Even after all this, the kid was smiling. How can he be so optimistic? He watched the sponge look to Krabs, "Hi, Mr. Krabs. S-Sorry I can't work for a bit." It was at those words when the stoic crab began to lose his composure, Krabs sat on the bed, "Don't be blaming yourself, you hear? Just focus on being my frycook, againโ€ฆ okay?" His voice wavered as he gently touched the boy's shoulder. "Okay, Mr. Krabs. I'll do my best." He promised. "I know you will, lad. I know." Eugene said as he stood back up, setting Plankton down on Spongebob's bedside table. Cartoons ยป SpongeBob SquarePants English, Angst & Drama, Words: 2k+ Sep 27 2020
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แถ แตƒหกหกโฑโฟแต แดฐแต’สทโฟ โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ "แดฌ สฐแต’แต—โปแตƒโฑสณ แต‡แตƒหกหกแต’แต’โฟโ€ฝ" หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแตƒหข แต—แต’หกแตˆ แต‡สธ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สทสฐสธ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตแต’แต— สฐแต˜สณแต—โธด แถ แต’สณ สฐแต‰ แถ แต‰หกหก แตƒโฟแตˆ โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แถ หกโฑโฟแถœสฐแต‰แตˆ หขโฑโฟแถœแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰โฟโ€ง "แดนแตƒสธ แดต แตแต’ หขแต‰แต‰ แต‡สธ สฐโฑแต? แดดแต‰'หข แตƒ แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแตƒโฟแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰ แถ แต’สณ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต’ สฐแต‰ หขแตƒแต— แต‡สธ สฐโฑแต โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แต‰แตˆโ€ง แดดแต‰ แต–แตƒแต—แต—แต‰แตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข สฐแตƒโฟแตˆโ€ง "แถœแตƒโฟ สธแต’แต˜ สฐแต‰แตƒสณ แตแต‰? แดต'แต หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แต–แต‰แต— แต–แต˜แต–แต–สธ แ”†แต–แต’แต— แถœแตƒแตแต‰ โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต’แต’แต แตƒหข สฐแต‰ สทสฐโฑแตแต–แต‰สณหข แถœแต’โฟแถœแต‰สณโฟแต‰แตˆ แถ แต’สณ สฐโฑหข แต’สทโฟแต‰สณโ€ง "แ”†แต–แต’แต— โฑหข แต˜แต–หขแต‰แต— หขแต’ แดต'หกหก หกแต‰แต— สฐโฑแต แต˜แต–โ€ง แถœแต’แตแต‰ แต’โฟ แต˜แต– แต‡แต’สธ!" แดดแต‰ แตˆโฑแตˆ หขแต’ แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแต‰ โฟแต˜แตˆแตแต‰แตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแต’สณสณโฑแต‰แตˆโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถ แต‰หกแต— สฐโฑหข สฐแต‰แตƒสณแต— แต‡สณแต‰แตƒแต แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ หขโฑแตสฐแต—โ€ง "แดต แตโฟแต’สท สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ หขแต—โฑหกหก สทโฑแต—สฐ แต˜หข หขแต’แตแต‰ สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แตแต‰โฟแต—หกสธ หขแ‘ซแต˜แต‰แต‰แถปแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข สฐแตƒโฟแตˆ สณแต˜แต‡แต‡โฑโฟแต สฐโฑหข แต—สฐแต˜แตแต‡โ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแต–แต‰โฟแต— แต—สฐแต‰ โฟโฑแตสฐแต— สทโฑแต—สฐ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—แต’แตแต‰แต—สฐแต‰สณ โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แต‰แตˆ แต‡สธ แต‰แตƒแถœสฐ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณโ€ง แดฌแต— แตแต’สณโฟโฑโฟแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—โฑหกหก สณแต‰แตแตƒโฑโฟแต‰แตˆ โฑโฟ แถœแต’แตแตƒ แต˜โฟแตแต’แต›โฑโฟแต สทโฑแต—สฐแต’แต˜แต— แตƒสทแตƒสณแต‰โฟแต‰หขหขโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— หกแต‰แตƒแต›แต‰ สฐโฑหข หขโฑแตˆแต‰โธด แต—แตƒหกแตโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ สฐโฑแต แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— สฐโฑหข สทแต’สณแต แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแต˜แถœสฐโ€ง แดดแต‰ แถœสฐแตƒแต—แต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต˜แต– แถœหกแต’หขแต‰ แต—แต’ สฐโฑแต สทสฐโฑหกหขแต— สฐแต’แต–โฑโฟแต แถ แต’สณ แตƒ หขโฑแตโฟ แต’แถ  แตƒโฟสธ แต–แต’หขหขโฑแต‡หกแต‰ สณแต‰แถœแต’แต›แต‰สณสธโ€ง "แดต หขแต‰แต‰ แ”†แต–แต’แต—'หข แต—แตƒแตโฑโฟแต โฑแต— สฐแตƒสณแตˆ แตƒหข สทแต‰หกหก หขแต’ สธแต’แต˜ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ สทแตƒแตแต‰ แต˜แต–โธด แต–หกแต‰แตƒหขแต‰แต‰แต‰แต‰แต‰แต‰แต‰แต‰แต‰แต‰แต‰แต‰แต‰โ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถ แต‰หกแต— สฐโฑหข แต—แต‰แตƒสณหข หขแต—แตƒสณแต— แต—แต’ แถ แตƒหกหกโ€ง แดดแต‰ แต‡แต‰แถœแตƒแตแต‰ หขแต’ แตˆแต‰หขแต–แต‰สณแตƒแต—แต‰ สฐแต‰ แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐโฑแต แตƒหกหก แต—สฐแต‰ แต–แตƒแต—แต—สธ โฑโฟแตสณแต‰แตˆโฑแต‰โฟแต—หข แต‡แต˜แต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต–แตƒโฑแตˆ โฟแต’ สฐแต‰แต‰แตˆโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœสฐแต‰แถœแตแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต‰ โฑแถ  สฐแต‰ สทแตƒหข แต‡สณแต‰แตƒแต—สฐโฑโฟแต สณแต‰หกโฑแต‰แต›แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แถ โฑโฟแตˆ สฐแต‰ หขแต—โฑหกหก โฑหขโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต— แถœสณแตƒสทหกแต‰แตˆ แต˜โฟแตˆแต‰สณ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แตƒสณแต หขแต’ แตƒหข แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— แถœหกแต’หขแต‰สณ แต—แต’ สฐโฑแตโ€ง "แดต สฒแต˜หขแต— แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— แตโฟแต’สท สทสฐแตƒแต— แต—แต’ แตˆแต’ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ แต—สฐแตƒโฟ หขแต—แตƒสธ สณโฑแตสฐแต— แต‡สธโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สณแตƒโฟ สฐโฑหข สฐแตƒโฟแตˆ แถ โฑโฟแตแต‰สณหข แต—สฐสณแต’แต˜แตสฐ แตƒโฟแต—แต‰โฟโฟแตƒโ€ง "แต‚แต‰ หกแต’แต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜โ€งโ€งโ€ง" หขแตƒโฑแตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โธด แตˆแต‰แถœโฑแตˆโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— สณแต‰หขแต— สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ  แถ แต’สณ แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ หขแต—แตƒสธแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต– แตƒหกหก โฟโฑแตสฐแต—โ€ง 'แต‚แต‰ หกแต’แต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜' หขแตƒโฑแตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡'หข แต›แต’โฑแถœแต‰ สทแต‰โฟแต— แตแตƒแตˆแต‰ แต—สฐสณแต’แต˜แตสฐ แต—แต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต‡แต‰โฑโฟแต แถ โฑสณหขแต— แต—สฐโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰ สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แต’สณ แถœแต’แตแต–สณแต‰สฐแต‰โฟแตˆแต‰แตˆ หขโฑโฟแถœแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ แตƒแถœแถœโฑแตˆแต‰โฟแต—โ€ง แดฎแต’แต—สฐ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแต–แต’แต— แถ แต‰หกหก แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต– แต—โฑสณแต‰แตˆโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตแต‰แตƒโฟ แต—โฑแตแต‰ แต—สณโฑแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ สณแต‰แตแตƒโฑโฟ สฐโฑหข หขแต‰โฟหขแต‰หข แถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หขโฟแต‰หขหขโ€ง แดบแต‰โฑแต—สฐแต‰สณ หขแต–แต’แต— โฟแต’สณ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐโฑหข แตƒแต—แต—แต‰แตแต–แต—หข แตƒแต— แต—แต’ แตสณแต˜โฟแต—โ€ง แดดโฑหข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ แถ แต‰หกแต— แตˆแต˜หกหก แตƒหข สทแตƒแตโฑโฟแต แต˜แต–โธด โฟแต’แต— สธแต‰แต— แตแต’แต›โฑโฟแต สธแต‰แต—โ€ง แดดแต‰ แตˆโฑแตˆ แตแตƒโฟแตƒแตแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ หขแต—สณแต‰โฟแตแต—สฐ แต—แต’ แต’แต–แต‰โฟ สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰ แถ แต’สณ แตƒหข สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰หกโฑแตˆ โฟแต’สท หขหกแต’สทหกสธ แต’แต–แต‰โฟหข แถ หกแต˜แต—แต—แต‰สณโฑโฟแต แต—แต’โ€ง แดณสณแต˜โฟแต—โฑโฟแต แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข หขแต—สณแต˜แตแตหกโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แถœแต’แตแต–สณแต‰สฐแต‰โฟแตˆ โฑแถ  โฟแต’แต— สณแต‰แตแต‰แตแต‡แต‰สณ หขแต’โ€ง "แต‚สฐโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต–แต˜แต— สฐโฑหข สฐแตƒโฟแตˆ แต—แต’ สฐโฑหข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ สณแต‰แต—แต˜สณโฟโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ สฐโฑหข หขแต‰โฟหขแต‰หขโ€ง "แต‚สฐแตƒโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’แต— แตƒสทแต’แตแต‰ แต—แต’ แตƒหข แต–แตƒโฑโฟ โฟแต’สท หขสทแตƒสณแตแต‰แตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ โฟแต’สทโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต— แต—สฐแต‰โฟ แต‡แตƒสณแตแต‰แตˆ หกโฑแตแต‰ โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ สทสฐโฑแถœสฐ'หข แต‰โฟแต’แต˜แตสฐ แต—แต’ สทแตƒแตแต‰ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒโฟแตˆ แตƒหกแต‰สณแต— แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต—แต’โ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡'หข แต‰สธแต‰หข แต’แต–แต‰โฟ แตƒหข แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แถœแตƒแตแต‰ สฐแต˜สณสณโฑแต‰แตˆ โฑโฟ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต’แต’แตโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฟแต’สท โฟแต’แต—โฑแถœแต‰แตˆ หขแต–แต’แต— หขแต—แต’แต–หข แต‡แตƒสณแตโฑโฟแต แต‡แต˜แต— โฟแต’สท สทแตƒแตแตโฑโฟแต สฐโฑหข แต—แตƒโฑหกโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒแต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต˜แต– แต‰แตแต‡สณแตƒแถœโฑโฟแต สฐโฑแตโ€ง "แดผสฐ แดต แตƒแต หขแต’โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐแต‰ แตโฑแตสฐแต— แต‡แต‰ แต’แต›แต‰สณสทสฐแต‰หกแตแต‰แตˆโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ โฑโฟแต—แต‰สณสณแต˜แต–แต—แต‰แตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒหข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แถ โฑแตสฐแต—โฑโฟแต แตˆโฑแถปแถปโฑโฟแต‰หขหข แตƒหข สฐแต‰ หขแต—สณแต˜แตแตหกแต‰หขโ€ง "แดดแต’สทโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หกแต’แต’แตแต‰แตˆ แตƒสณแต’แต˜โฟแตˆ สฐโฑหข หขแต˜สณสณแต’แต˜โฟแตˆโฑโฟแตหข แถœแต’โฟแถ แต˜หขแต‰แตˆ/แตˆโฑหขแต’สณโฑแต‰โฟแต—แต‰แตˆโ€ง "แต‚แต‰'สณแต‰ โฑโฟ สธแต’แต˜สณ แต‡แต‰แตˆสณแต’แต’แต โฟแต’สท แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดตโ€งโ€งโ€ง แดต'แตโธด แดต แตˆแต’โฟ'แต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แถ แต‰หกแต— แตแต’สณแต‰ แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ แต–แตƒโฑโฟโ€ง "แดฌสฐโธด แต’สทโ€งโ€ง แถœแตƒโฟ แต’โฟแต‰ แต’แถ  สธแต’แต˜ สฒแต˜หขแต— แต—แต‰หกหก แตแต‰ สทสฐแตƒแต—'หข สฐแตƒแต–แต–แต‰โฟโฑโฟแตโ€ฝ" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแต‰แตƒแตหกสธ หขโฟแตƒแต–แต–แต‰แตˆโ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐโฑแต สฐแต’สท สฐแต‰ แถ แต‰หกหก แตƒโฟแตˆ แตแต’แต— สฐแต˜สณแต— สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ  แตƒหข แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐแต‰ หขแต—แตƒสธหข สณโฑแตสฐแต— แต‡สธ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง "แดต'แต›แต‰ แต‡แต‰แต‰โฟ สทโฑแต—สฐ สธแต’แต˜ หขโฑโฟแถœแต‰ สธแต‰หขแต—แต‰สณแตˆแตƒสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐโฑแตโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตแตƒแต›แต‰ หขแต–แต’แต— หขแต’แตแต‰ แต–แตƒแต—หข แตƒโฟแตˆ แต—สณโฑแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— แต˜แต– แต’แต˜แต— แต‡แต˜แต— โฟแต’แต— แตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แต—แต’ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ หขแต—โฑหกหก สณแต‰แถœแต’แต›แต‰สณหขโ€ง "แดธแต‰แตƒโฟ แต‡แตƒแถœแต แตˆแต’สทโฟ โฟแต’สท แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— แถ โฑแตสฐแต— โฑแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒสธหขโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต›โฑหขโฑแต‡หกสธ แตสณแต‰สท แถ สณแต˜หขแต—สณแตƒแต—แต‰แตˆ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แถ แต‰หกแต— แต›แต˜หกโฟแต‰สณแตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ สทแต‰แตƒสณสธโ€ง แดดแต‰ แถ แต‰หกหก แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต‡แต˜แต— หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœแตƒแต˜แตสฐแต— สฐโฑแต โฑโฟโ€ง "แดต แถœแตƒโฟ'แต— แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แตˆแต’โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สธแต’แต˜'แตˆ แต‡แต‰แต‰โฟ โฑโฟสฒแต˜สณแต‰แตˆโธด สธแต’แต˜ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ สณแต‰หขแต—!" แดดแต‰ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— สทแตƒโฟแต— แต—แต’ แต‰แต›แต‰สณ แถ แต‰แต‰หก แต‰แตแต‡แตƒสณสณแตƒหขหขแต‰แตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แตโฟแต‰สท แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณ โฟแต’แต— แต—แต’ แถœแตƒหกหก แตƒแต—แต—แต‰โฟแต—โฑแต’โฟ แต—แต’ แตƒโฟสธ สทแต‰แตƒแตโฟแต‰หขหขโ€ง แ”†แต—โฑหกหก สทแตƒโฟแต—โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ สฐแต‰หกแต– แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต’แถ แถ แต‰สณแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข สฐแตƒโฟแตˆ แต—แต’ สฐแต’หกแตˆโธด แต’โฟหกสธ แถ แต’สณ สฐโฑแต โฟแต’แต— แต—แต’ แต—แตƒแตแต‰ โฑแต—โ€ง "แดตแต—'หข แถ โฑโฟแต‰ แต—แต’ แตƒหขแต แถ แต’สณ แตƒโฟสธ แต—สฐโฑโฟแต แตƒหข สทแต‰ แตƒหกหก โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ สฐแต‰หกแต–โ€ง แ”†แต’ แตˆแต’ แถ แต‰แต‰หก แต–แตƒโฑโฟโธด แต’สณ สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰'หข แตˆโฑหขแถœแต’แตแถ แต’สณแต—?" "แดณแต˜แต‰หขหข แดต โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ สณแต‰หกแตƒหฃโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต หขแต‰แต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒโฑแตˆ แตหกแตƒแตˆ สฐแต‰ แถ โฑโฟแตƒหกหกสธ แต’แต–แต‰โฟแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต– สทโฑแต—สฐ แตƒโฟ สฐแต’โฟแต‰หขแต— แตƒโฟหขสทแต‰สณโ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แถœสฐแต‰แถœแต แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰แต แตƒโฟแตˆ หขสฐแต‰ แถ แต’แต˜โฟแตˆ สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ แตˆแต’แถปโฑโฟแต แต’แถ แถ  สทโฑแต—สฐ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตแตƒหขหขแตƒแตโฑโฟแต สฐโฑหข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต— หขแต—แตƒสธแต‰แตˆ โฑโฟ สทโฑแต—สฐ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แต‰แตแต‡สณแตƒแถœแต‰โ€ง แต€สฐแต‰ โฟแต‰หฃแต— สทแต‰แต‰แต แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแตƒหข แตƒแต— สฐโฑหข สฐแต’แตแต‰ หกแตƒหขแต— หขแต‰แต‰โฑโฟแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แถœแตƒหกแตแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแต แต‰โฟแต’แต˜แตสฐ แต—แต’ แต—แตƒแตแต‰ โฑแตแต–สณแต’แตแต–แต—แต˜ โฟแตƒแต–โ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต’แต–แต‰โฟแต‰แตˆ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡'หข แถ สณแต’โฟแต— แตˆแต’แต’สณโ€ง "แดดโฑโธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต สฒแต˜หขแต— แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แต—แต’ หขแตƒสธ แต—สฐแตƒโฟแตหขโธด แต’ แต—สฐแตƒโฟแต สธแต’แต˜ แถ แต’สณ โฟแต’แต— แตโฑแต›โฑโฟแต แต˜แต– แต’โฟ แตแต‰โ€ง แดต สณแต‰แตแต‰แตแต‡แต‰สณ แตƒ สทแตƒแตโฑโฟแต สทสฐแต‰โฟ สธแต’แต˜ หขแตƒโฑแตˆ แดต สทแตƒหข หกแต’แต›แต‰แตˆโธด หขแต’ โฟแต’สท แดต แตแต˜แต‰หขหข แดต สณแต‰แต–แตƒสธ สธแต’แต˜ แต‡สธ หขแตƒสธโฑโฟแต สธแต’แต˜ แตƒสณแต‰ หกแต’แต›แต‰แตˆโธด สทแตƒโฑแต— สทสฐสธ แตƒสณแต‰ สธแต’แต˜ แถœสณสธโฑโฟแต สทสฐแตƒแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต'แต สฒแต˜หขแต— หขแต’ สฐแตƒแต–แต–สธ แต—แต’ สฐแต‰แตƒสณ สธแต’แต˜ หขแตƒสธโ€ง แดต แตโฟแต’สท โฑแต— แตแต˜หขแต—'แต›แต‰ แต‡แต‰แต‰โฟ สฐแตƒสณแตˆ แถ แต’สณ สธแต’แต˜ แต‡แต˜แต— แดต'แต สฒแต˜หขแต— แตหกแตƒแตˆ สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ แตแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ! แดต'แต สณแต‰หกโฑแต‰แต›แต‰แตˆโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สฐแต˜แตแตแต‰แตˆ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€ง "แดถแต˜หขแต— แตโฟแต’สท แดต'แต หขแต—โฑหกหก แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ แต—สณสธ แตแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ โฑโฟแตสณแต‰แตˆโฑแต‰โฟแต—หขโธด แตโฑแตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต'แตˆ แต‰หฃแต–แต‰แถœแต— โฟแต’แต—สฐโฑโฟแต หกแต‰หขหข!"
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แดณแต‰แต— แ”†หกแต‰แต‰แต–สธ โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ โ€œโ€ฆแถœแตƒโฟโฟแต’แต— หขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โ€ฆโ€ แ”†สฐแต‰หกแตˆแต’โฟ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฟแต’สท แต—แต‰หกหกหข สฐโฑหข แถœแต’แตแต–แต˜แต—แต‰สณ สทโฑแถ แต‰ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ง แ”†แต’ หขสฐแต‰ แตแตƒหขหขแตƒแตแต‰หข สฐโฑแต, สฐแต˜แตแตโฑโฟแต แตƒ หขแต’แถ แต— แต—แต˜โฟแต‰โ€ง แต€สฐแต‰สธ แต‡แต’แต—สฐ แถœแตƒโฟ แต—แต‰หกหก โฑแต— สฐแต‰หกแต–แต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแต โฟแต’สทโ€ง แ”†สฐแต‰ หขแต—แต’แต–แต–แต‰แตˆ หขโฑโฟแตโฑโฟแต สทสฐแต‰โฟแถœแต‰ สฐแต‰ หขโฟแต’สณแต‰แตˆโ€ง โ€œแดณแต’แต’แตˆ โฟโฑแตสฐแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ ๐‘๐ž๐š๐ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž: ๐Ÿ“๐ŸŽ ๐ฌ๐ž๐œ.
new get sleepy karen plankton Karen/Sheldon J. Plankton POV Karen Karen (SpongeBob) random & short sleep & naps falling asleep in someone's lap seeking comfort sheldon j. plankton
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แต€สฐแต‰ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟหข โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ แ”†สฐแต‰หกแตˆแต’โฟ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แถœแต’แตแต–แต˜แต—แต‰สณ สทโฑแถ แต‰ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ สฐแต‰สณ หขโฑแตˆแต‰ แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰โฑสณ แต‡แต‰แตˆ สณแต’แต’แต สทสฐโฑหกหขแต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—แต’ สฐโฑหข แต’สทโฟ แต‡แต‰แตˆโ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต˜หขแต˜แตƒหกหกสธ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰แตˆ แถ โฑสณหขแต— แตƒโฟแตˆ แต˜หขแต˜แตƒหกหกสธ แต—สฐแต‰ หกแตƒหขแต— แต—แต’ สทแตƒแตแต‰ แต˜แต–โ€ง "แ”†แต’สณสณสธ โฑแถ  แดต หขโฟแตƒแต–แต–แต‰แตˆ แตƒแต— สธแต’แต˜ แต‰แตƒสณหกโฑแต‰สณ สทสฐแต‰โฟ แดต สธแต‰หกหกแต‰แตˆโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—แต‰หกหกหข สฐแต‰สณโ€ง แดตแต—'หข โฟแต’แต— แต˜โฟสฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰แต แต—แต’ สณแตƒโฑหขแต‰ แต›แต’โฑแถœแต‰หข แต‡แต˜แต— หขสฐแต‰ แตโฟแต‰สท แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข โฟแต’แต— แต’แต›แต‰สณหกสธ แต’แต˜แต—สทแตƒสณแตˆหกสธ แตƒแถ แถ แต‰แถœแต—โฑแต’โฟแตƒแต—แต‰ แต—แต’โ€ง แต‚สฐแต‰โฟ แต‰แตแต’แต—โฑแต’โฟแตƒหก แต’สณ แต’โฟแต‰ แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰แต หขแต‰แต‰แตแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰ โฑโฟ แตˆแตƒโฟแตแต‰สณโธด สฐแต‰ แตโฑแตสฐแต— แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐโ€ง แดฑแตƒสณหกโฑแต‰สณ แต—แต’แตˆแตƒสธโธด หขแต’แตแต‰ โฟแต‰สท โฑโฟแต›แต‰โฟแต—โฑแต’โฟ แต’แถ  สฐโฑหข แถ แตƒโฑหกแต‰แตˆ แตƒแต— แตแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต แต–แตƒแต—แต—สธ โฑโฟแตสณแต‰แตˆโฑแต‰โฟแต—หขโ€ง "แดต แต˜โฟแตˆแต‰สณหขแต—แตƒโฟแตˆ แถ สณแต˜หขแต—สณแตƒแต—โฑแต’โฟโ€ง สธแต’แต˜ สฒแต˜หขแต— โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆแต‰แตˆ สธแต’แต˜สณ แต’สทโฟ แต—โฑแตแต‰โธด แตƒโฟแตˆ แดต'แต หขแต’สณสณสธ แถ แต’สณ โฟแต’แต— แตโฑแต›โฑโฟแต สธแต’แต˜ แต—สฐแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜ แตโฟแต’สทโธด โฑแต—'หข โฟแต’แต— สธแต’แต˜สณ แถ แตƒแต˜หกแต—โ€ง แดต สฒแต˜หขแต— แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— แถ แต‰แต‰หก แต‰โฟแต‰สณแตสธ แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต‰แต–โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แดต แตƒแต หขแต˜สณแต‰ สธแต’แต˜ แตˆโฑแตˆ สธแต’แต˜สณ แต‡แต‰หขแต—โ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแตƒสธหขโ€ง "สธแต’แต˜'แต›แต‰ แตˆแต’โฟแต‰ โฟแต’แต—สฐโฑโฟแต สทสณแต’โฟแต; แดต หกโปหกแต’แต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜โ€งโ€ง" "แดต หกแต’แต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜โธด แตสธ แตˆแต‰แตƒสณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆโ€ง แดบแต’สท สทแต‰ แต‡แต’แต—สฐ แต’แต˜แตสฐแต—แต—แตƒ หขหกแต‰แต‰แต– แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ หขแต˜แถœสฐ แตƒ แตˆแตƒสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง สธแต’แต˜ แตโฟแต’สท?" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สฐแต‰แตƒสณหข สฐโฑแต หขโฟแต’สณโฑโฟแต โฟแต’สท แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โ€ง แ”†สฐแต‰ แต—แต˜สณโฟแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต‰ แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณ หกแต’แต’แต แตƒแต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด สฐโฑหข แตแต’แต˜แต—สฐ แต–แตƒสณแต— แต’แต–แต‰โฟโ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ โฟแต’สณแตแตƒหกหกสธ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ หขหกแต‰แต‰แต– แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด สทสฐแต’'หข แตแต’หขแต— แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ แต—โฑแตแต‰ แถ โฑสณหขแต— แต—แต’ สทแตƒแตแต‰โ€ง แดฎแต˜แต— โฟแต’สทโธด สฐแต‰'หข แถ แตƒหกหกแต‰โฟ แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต– แถ โฑสณหขแต—โ€ง แถœแต’แตแต‰ แต—แต’ แต—สฐโฑโฟแต แต’แถ  โฑแต—โธด หขสฐแต‰ หกแตƒหขแต— หขแตƒสท สฐโฑแต แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต– แ‘ซแต˜โฑแต—แต‰ หขแต’แตแต‰ แต—โฑแตแต‰ แต‡แตƒแถœแต แตƒแตแต’ สทสฐแต‰โฟ หขแต—แตƒสธโฑโฟแต แต˜แต– หกแตƒแต—แต‰ แตแต’แต›โฑแต‰ โฟโฑแตสฐแต—; แตƒ แต‡แต‰โฟแตˆสธ หขแต—สณแตƒสท โฑโฟ แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ หขโฑแตˆแต‰ แต’แถ  โฑโฟ สฐโฑหข แตแต’แต˜แต—สฐ แต—สฐแต‰โฟโ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แถ แต‰หกแต— แตหกแตƒแตˆ โฟแต’สท แตƒหข สฐแต‰ หขโฟแต’สณแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แ”†สทแต‰แต‰แต— แตˆสณแต‰แตƒแตหขโ€งโ€ง" แ”†สฐแต‰ สทสฐโฑหขแต–แต‰สณหขโธด สฐแต’แต–โฑโฟแต แถ แต’สณ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—แต’ สณแต‰แตแตƒโฑโฟ โฑโฟ แต–แต‰แตƒแถœแต‰แถ แต˜หกโฟแต‰หขหขโ€ง โ•ฐ โœง ๏ฝฅ๏พŸโˆ™ โˆ— โ€” แดกแดส€แด… แด„แดแดœษดแด› โŸจ 2 4 8
new karen plankton Karen/Sheldon J. Plankton POV Karen Random & Short falling asleep touch averse character the planktons
แดธแต’แต’แตหข แดธโฑแตแต‰ แต‚แต‰ แดดแตƒแต›แต‰ แดฌ แต‚โฑโฟโฟแต‰สณ โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ Part 1 "สธแต’แต˜ หขแต˜สณแต‰? แดต แตแต‰แตƒโฟโธด สธแต’แต˜สณ แต‡แต‰หขแต— แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆ'หข แดพแตƒแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตƒหขแตแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแตโธด แตƒโฟแตˆ แดต'แต หขแต˜สณแต‰!" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒโฑแตˆ แต—แต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด โฑโฟแต›โฑแต—โฑโฟแต สฐโฑแต แต’โฟ แตƒ แต—สณโฑแต– สทโฑแต—สฐ แต—สฐแต‰ แดทสณแต˜หขแต—สธ แดทสณแตƒแต‡โ€ง "แดธแต‰แต—'หข แตแต’!" แต€สฐแต‰สธ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแตƒสณโ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตˆสณโฑแต›แต‰หข แตƒโฟแตˆ แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ หขแตƒแต— หขสฐแต’แต— แตแต˜โฟ แต˜แต– แถ สณแต’โฟแต— สทสฐโฑหกหขแต— แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒแต— แต‡แตƒแถœแต หขแต‰แตƒแต— สทโฑแต—สฐ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง "แถœแตƒโฟ สทแต‰ แต—แต˜สณโฟ แต’โฟ แต–แต˜แต‡หกโฑแถœ สณแตƒแตˆโฑแต’ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข?" "แดนแต‰ แถœแตƒสณโธด แตแต‰ สณแตƒแตˆโฑแต’โ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตƒแต หขแต˜สณแต–สณโฑหขแต‰แตˆ สธแต’แต˜ หกแต‰แต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทโฑแต—สฐ แต˜หข!" "แ”†แต’ แตƒแต แดตโ€ง" แต‚สฐโฑหกหขแต— แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต—แตƒหกแตแต‰แตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หกแต’แต’แตแต‰แตˆ แต’แต˜แต— แต—สฐสณแต’แต˜แตสฐ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแตƒสณ สทโฑโฟแตˆแต’สท แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ แต—แตƒแตโฑโฟแต แตƒ โฟแตƒแต–โ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขโฑแตสฐหขโธด แตƒหข สฐแต‰'หข แต˜โฟแตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ สทโฑโฟแตˆแต’สทโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟแต—แต˜แตƒหกหกสธ แต‡แต˜แต— แต˜โฟโฑโฟแต—แต‰โฟแต—โฑแต’โฟแตƒหกหกสธ แตแต‰แต—หข หกแต˜หกหกแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ หขหกแต‰แต‰แต– สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ  แต‡สธ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแตƒสณ สณโฑแตˆแต‰ โฟแต’สทโ€ง แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แตแต‰แต—หข แตƒ แถœแตƒแตแต‰สณแตƒ แต—แต’ หขโฟแต‰แตƒแต แตƒ แต–สฐแต’แต—แต’แตสณแตƒแต–สฐ แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰แตโ€ง "แ”†แต‰โฟแตˆ โฑแต— แต—แต’ แตแต‰!" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตƒหขแตหข แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ สทสฐแต’ แตแตƒแตˆแต‰ แถœแต’แต–โฑแต‰หขโ€ง "แดนสธ แถœแตƒแตแต‰สณแตƒ'หข แตƒหกหขแต’ โฑโฟแต—แต‰สณ แถœแต’โฟโฟแต‰แถœแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แตสธ แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰ หขแต’ แดต แถœแตƒโฟ แตƒหกหขแต’ แตˆโฑแตโฑแต—แตƒหกหกสธ หขแต‰โฟแตˆโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰สธ แตƒแต˜แต—แต’แตแตƒแต—โฑแถœแตƒหกหกสธ หขแตƒแต›แต‰!" แต‚สฐแต‰โฟ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแต’แตแต‰ สฐแต‰ โฟแต’แต—โฑแถœแต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰สธ'สณแต‰ หขแต—โฑหกหก แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ สทแตƒสธ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แต—สณโฑแต–โ€ง แดดแต‰ แตƒหกหขแต’ โฟแต’แต—โฑแถœแต‰แตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทสฐแต’ หกแต‰แตƒโฟหข แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ หขโฑแตˆแต‰โธด แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟหขแต— สฐโฑหข สทสณโฑหขแต— แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โ€ง แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ'หข โฟแต’สท แต‰โฟแตสณแต’หขหขแต‰แตˆ โฑโฟ แตƒ แต‡แต’แต’แต สฐแต‰ แต‡สณแต’แต˜แตสฐแต—โ€ง "แดฌสณแต‰ สทแต‰ แตƒสณสณโฑแต›แต‰แตˆ สธแต‰แต—?" "แดบแต’โธด แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€ง" "แดฌสฐ หกแต’แต’แต แตƒแต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ! แต‚สฐแต‰โฟโ€™แตˆ สฐแต‰ แถ แตƒหกหก แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต–?" "แดต แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— แตโฟแต’สท; แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ สธแต’แต˜โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต หขแต‰แต‰โ€ง แดดแต’สท แตแต˜แถœสฐ หกแต’โฟแตแต‰สณ?" "แต‚แต‰ แตƒสณแต‰ แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— โฟแต’สท สฐแตƒหกแถ  สทแตƒสธ แตแต‰ แต‡แต’สธโ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตƒโฟหขสทแต‰สณหข สฐโฑแต แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แตˆสณโฑแต›แต‰หขโ€ง "แดต แต–แตƒแถœแตแต‰แตˆ หขแต’แตแต‰ แตแต‰หกแต– แถ สณโฑแต‰หขโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตแต‰โฟแต—โฑแต’โฟหข แต—แต’โ€ง "แถœแตƒโฟ แดต'แต›แต‰ หขแต’แตแต‰?" "แต‚สฐสธ แต’แถ  แถœแต’แต˜สณหขแต‰ แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ!" แดดแต‰ แตแตƒแต›แต‰ สฐโฑแต หขแต’แตแต‰โ€ง "แดดแต‰'หข แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰โ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แตƒ แต›แต’โฑแถœแต‰ แตƒหข สฐแต‰'หข แถœแต’แตโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ สทแตƒแตแต‰ แถ สณแต’แต โฑแตแต–สณแต’แตแต–แต—แต˜ โฟแตƒแต–โธด หขสฐโฑแถ แต—โฑโฟแต แต’แถ แถ  แต’แถ  แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡'หข แตƒสณแตโ€ง แดฟแต‰แตƒหกโฑหขโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰ แตแต˜หขแต—'แต›แต‰ แถ แตƒหกหกแต‰โฟ แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โธด สฐแต‰ แถ แต‰หกแต— หขแต‰หกแถ  แถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หข แตƒโฟแตˆ แต‰แตแต‡แตƒสณสณแตƒหขหขแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดดแต‰สธ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด แตˆแต’ สธแต’แต˜ สทแตƒโฟโฟแตƒ แตแต‰หกแต– แถ สณสธ?" แดดแต‰ แตƒแถœแถœแต‰แต–แต—แต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แต’แถ แถ แต‰สณ แต‡สธ แต—แตƒแตโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แต’แถ แถ แต‰สณ แถ สณแต’แต หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒโฟแตˆ แต‰แตƒแต—โฑโฟแต โฑแต—โ€ง แดฌสณสณโฑแต›โฑโฟแต แถ โฑโฟแตƒหกหกสธโธด แต—สฐแต‰สธ แตแต’แต— แต’แต˜แต—โ€ง "แดต โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ หขแต—สณแต‰แต—แถœสฐ แตƒหกหก แตสธ หกแต‰แตหขโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ หขแตƒสธหขโ€ง "แต€สฐแต‰สธ'แต›แต‰ แตแต’แต’แถ สธ แตแต’แต’แต‡แต‰สณ'หขโ€ฝ" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สธแต‰หกหกหขโธด แต‰หฃแถœโฑแต—แต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดธแต‰แต—'หข หขแต‰แต‰ แต—แต’ สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ สทแต‰'สณแต‰ หขแต—แตƒสธโฑโฟแต แถ โฑสณหขแต—โ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต—แต‰หกหกหข แต—สฐแต‰แต แตƒหข แตแต’โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แต—แต—แตƒแตแต‰โ€ง "แดต แต˜หขแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ หขแต—แตƒสธ สทโฑแต—สฐ แตแต‰ โฟแตƒแต›สธ แต‡แต˜แตˆแตˆโฑแต‰หขโ€ง แต‚แต‰ หขแต—โฑหกหก แตแต’แต— แต‡แต’แตƒสณแตˆ แตแตƒแตแต‰หข แถ สณแต’แต แต—สฐแต‰โฟ!" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต–แต’โฑโฟแต—หข แต’แต˜แต—โ€ง "แต‚แต‰ แถœแตƒโฟ แถœสฐแต‰แถœแต แตƒหกหก แต—สฐแต‰ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ แถ แต˜โฟ แต–หกแตƒแถœแต‰หข แต—แต’แตแต’สณสณแต’สทโ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข หขแต‰แต— แต˜แต– แต—สฐแต‰ หขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โฑโฟแต หขโฑแต—แต˜แตƒแต—โฑแต’โฟโ€ง แดฎแต’แต—สฐ แต’แถ  แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒโฟแตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โฑโฟแต แต‡แตƒแตหข แตƒสณแต‰ แตƒแถœสณแต’หขหข แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข หขโฑแตˆแต‰ แต‡สธ หขโฑแตˆแต‰โ€ง "แดธแต‰แต—'หข แตแต‰แต— หขหกแต‰แต‰แต–!" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตƒโฟแตˆ แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แต‡แต’แต—สฐ โฑแตแตแต‰แตˆโฑแตƒแต—แต‰หกสธ แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โธด หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขโฑแตสฐหขโธด แถœหกแต’หขโฑโฟแต สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰หขโ€ง แดดแต‰ แต’แต–แต‰โฟหข แต—สฐแต‰แต แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟ สฐแต‰แตƒสณโฑโฟแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข สณแต˜แตแตแตƒแตโฑโฟแต แต—สฐสณแต’แต˜แตสฐโธด แตสณแตƒแต‡แต‡โฑโฟแต แต‡หกแต˜แต‰ แต‡หกแตƒโฟแตแต‰แต— แถ สณแต’แต แถœสฐโฑหกแตˆสฐแต’แต’แตˆโ€ง "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ‘ซแต˜โฑแต‰แต—!" "แ”†แต’สณสณสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตโฟแต’สทโธด โฑแต—'หข โฑโฟแถ แตƒโฟแต—โฑหกแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— แตโฟแต’สท สทสฐแตƒแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แถœสฐโฑหกแตˆโฑหขสฐ! แดตแต—'หข แถœสฐโฑหกแตˆโฑหขสฐ แต—แต’ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แต‡แต˜แต— แดต แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— สทแตƒโฟโฟแตƒ แต‡แต‰ แตแตƒแตˆแต‰ แถ แต˜โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— สทแต’สณสณสธ! แดธแต‰แต—'หข สฒแต˜หขแต— โฟแต’สท สณแต‰หขแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—สณแตƒโฑหกหข แต’แถ แถ  แถ แตƒหกหกโฑโฟแต แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตˆแต’แต‰หข แต—แต’โ€ง แดตโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตแต’สณโฟโฑโฟแต แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—สณโฑแต‰แตˆ สทแตƒแตโฑโฟแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง "แดดแต‰สธ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒสธหขโ€ง 'โ€งโ€งโ€ง แ”†แตโฑแต– แถœหกแตƒหขหขโ€งโ€งโ€ง' แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตแต˜แตแต‡หกแต‰หข โฑโฟ สฐโฑหข หขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—สฐแต‰โฟ สณแต‰แตƒหกโฑหขแต‰หข สฐแต‰'หข หขแต—โฑหกหก แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต– แ”†แต’ สฐแต‰ แต—สณโฑแต‰หข แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟโ€ง "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ!" แดดโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰ หขโฟแตƒแต–หข แต’แต–แต‰โฟโธด สฒแต‰สณแตโฑโฟแต แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰ แตƒหข แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—หกแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแตโ€ง "แดดแต˜โฟสฐโ€ฝ" "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แดต แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต— สธแต’แต˜'แตˆ แตโฑแตสฐแต— หกโฑแตแต‰ แต—แต’ สฐโฑแตˆแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡หกแต˜แต‰ แต‡หกแตƒโฟแตแต‰แต— สทสฐโฑหกหขแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณหข แต˜หขแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ หกแตƒแต›แตƒแต—แต’สณสธโธด แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰สธ แถœแตƒโฟ หขแต‰แต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สฐโฑแตˆแต‰หข โฑแต— แต‡แตƒแถœแต โฟแต’สทโ€ง แดฎแต’แต—สฐ แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต’แต˜แต— แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณโ€ง "แดนแต’สณโฟโฑโฟแต!" แต€สฐแต‰สธ แตƒหกหก แต—แตƒแตแต‰ แตƒ หขแต‰หกแถ โฑแต‰โ€ง แถ โฑสณหขแต— แต—สฐแต‰สธ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แตƒสณแถœแตƒแตˆแต‰ แต—แต’ แต–หกแตƒสธ แตแตƒแตแต‰หขโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰สธ แตแต’แต—แต—แตƒ แต–สฐแต’แต—แต’ แต’แถ  แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต–หกแตƒสธโฑโฟแต แต’โฟแต‰ แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ แตแตƒแตแต‰หขโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แถœแต’แตแต–แต˜แต—แต‰สณ สทโฑแถ แต‰ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สณแต‰แถœแต‰โฑแต›แต‰แตˆ แตƒ แตˆโฑแตโฑแต—แตƒหก แถœแต’แต–สธ แต’แถ  แต–สฐแต’แต—แต’ แต’แถ  แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒโฟแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแตƒสณโ€ง แ”†สฐแต‰ แต–สณโฑโฟแต—แต‰แตˆ โฑแต— แต’แต˜แต—โ€ง แ”†สฐแต‰ หขแตƒสท สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ'หข แตแต’แต˜แต—สฐ สฐแตƒโฟแตหข แต’แต–แต‰โฟ สทสฐโฑหกหขแต— หกแต‰แตƒโฟโฑโฟแต แต’โฟ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€ง "แถœแต˜แต—แต‰!" แดบแต’สท แต—สฐแต‰สธ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แดณแต’แต’แถ สธ แดณแต’แต’แต‡แต‰สณหข แต—แต’ แตƒหกหก หขแต–หกโฑแต— แตƒ แต—สณโฑแต–หกแต‰ แตแต’แต’แต‡แต‰สณ แต‡แต‰สณสณสธ หขแต˜โฟสณโฑหขแต‰โ€ง "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแตƒโฑแต—โธด แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— แต‰แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ สทสฐแต’หกแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡'หข แต—แต’ หกแตƒแต—แต‰โธด แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แตƒแต—แต‰ แตƒหกหก แต’แถ  โฑแต—โ€ง "แต‚แต‰'หกหก สฒแต˜หขแต— หขแต–หกโฑแต— แตƒ แตแต‰หกแต– หขสฐแตƒแตแต‰ โฑโฟหขแต—แต‰แตƒแตˆโ€ง" แต€สฐแต‰สธ แตƒแตสณแต‰แต‰แตˆโ€ง แดฎแต˜แต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข โฑแตแต–แตƒแถœแต—แต‰แตˆ แต‡สธ แตƒหกหก แต—สฐแต‰ หขแต˜แตแตƒสณโ€ง "แดดโฑ แต–แต‰แต’แต–หกแต‰!" "สธแต’แต˜ แตƒสณแต‰ แต’แต‡แต›โฑแต’แต˜หขหกสธ แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  โฑแต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต'แต แดพหกแดฌโฟแตแต€แต’แดบ!" แดดแต‰ หกแตƒแต˜แตสฐหขโ€ง "แดพแต‰สณสฐแตƒแต–หข สทแต‰'หกหก สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แต—แต—แตƒแตแต‰โ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข หขแตƒสธหข แตƒหข แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต–โฑแถœแตหข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต˜แต– แต—แต’ แถœแตƒสณสณสธ สฐโฑแตโ€ง "แดดแต’แต–แต‰แถ แต˜หกหกสธ สทแต‰ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณ แต—แต’แตแต’สณสณแต’สท แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หขโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดนแต’แต’ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข!" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตโฑแตแตหกแต‰หข โฑโฟแต—แต‰สณสณแต˜แต–แต—โฑโฟแต แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰สธ แต—แต’แต’แต แตƒโฟแต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ หขแต‰หกแถ โฑแต‰ แตƒหข แต—สฐแต‰สธ แต‰หฃโฑแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แตแต’แต’แถ สธ แตแต’แต’แต‡แต‰สณ'หข โฟแต’สทโ€ง แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ หขแต‰โฟแต— แตˆโฑแตโฑแต—แตƒหก แต—แต’ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰สธ สทแต‰โฟแต— โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แต—แต—แตƒแตแต‰โ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หกแต‰แถ แต— แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡'หข สฐแตƒโฟแตˆ สทโฑแต—สฐ แถœสฐโฑหกแตˆ หกโฑแตแต‰ แถ แตƒหขแถœโฑโฟแตƒแต—โฑแต’โฟ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แต—แต’แต–แต–หกแต‰หขโ€ง "แดฑแต‰แต‰แต‰แต‰แต‰!" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแตƒแต›แต‰หข สฐโฑหข แตƒสณแตหข แต˜แต– แตƒโฟแตˆ แตˆแต’สทโฟโ€ง "แถœแตƒโฟ แดต แถ หกสธ?" "แดบแต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตแต’ แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต—แต’ แตแต’แต’แถ สธ แตแต’แต’แต‡แต‰สณ'หข?" แดดแต‰'หข หขหกแต˜สณสณโฑโฟแต หขแต’แตแต‰ สทสฐแตƒแต— สฐโฑหข สทแต’สณแตˆหขโ€ง "แดนแต’แต’ แดทสณแตƒแต‡หขโ€งโ€งโ€ง" cont. Pt. 2
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แ”†โฑแตˆแต‰ แต‡สธ หขโฑแตˆแต‰ โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ แดผโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต’แต’แถ  แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต—โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—สฐสณแต‰สท แต—สฐแต‰ แตสณแตƒแต–แต–หกโฑโฟแต สฐแต’แต’แต แตƒหข โฑแต— แตƒแต—แต—แตƒแถœสฐแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต’แต’แถ  แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ แตสณแต˜หขแต—สธ แตสณแตƒแต‡โ€ง แ”†แต‰แถœแต˜สณโฑโฟแต โฑแต—โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแต‰โฟแต— แตƒโฟแตˆ แตแต’แต— แถปโฑแต– หกโฑโฟแต‰ แตแต‰แถœสฐแตƒโฟโฑหขแต แตƒหข สฐแต‰ สฒแต˜แตแต–แต‰แตˆ หขหกโฑแตˆโฑโฟแต แต’โฟ แตˆแต’สทโฟโ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข หขแตƒสท สฐโฑแต แตƒแต‡แต’แต›แต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต’แตƒแตˆ สทสฐแต‰โฟ หขแต‰แต‰โฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต’แต–แต‰ หขแต—สณโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰ หขแต‰แต›แต‰สณแต‰แตˆ โฑแต—โ€ง แถ แตƒหกหกโฑโฟแต แตˆแต’สทโฟ สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆแถ โฑสณหขแต—โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สฐโฑแต— แต—สฐแต‰ สฐแตƒสณแตˆ แถœแต‰แตแต‰โฟแต— แต’โฟแถœแต‰ สฐแต‰ แถ แต‰หกหก แตˆแต’สทโฟโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แต›โฑหขโฑแต’โฟ แต‡หกแต˜สณสณแต‰แตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ แถ แตƒแตˆแต‰แตˆ โฑโฟแต—แต’ โฟแต’แต—สฐโฑโฟแตโฟแต‰หขหขโธด แต˜โฟแถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หขโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแตƒแต—แถœสฐแต‰แตˆ โฑแต— แตƒหกหก แต˜โฟแถ แต’หกแตˆ สฐแต‰หกแต–หกแต‰หขหขหกสธโ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แถ สณแต’แถปแต‰ แตƒหข แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข หขแต—โฑหกหก แถ แต’สณแต แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ แต—สฐแต‰ แตƒแต–แต–แตƒสณแตƒแต—แต˜หข สฐโฑแต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆโ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต‡แตƒแถœแตแต‰แตˆ แตƒสทแตƒสธ แต‡แตƒแถœแต โฑโฟแต—แต’ สฐโฑหข แต’สทโฟ สณแต‰หขแต—แตƒแต˜สณแตƒโฟแต— หกแต‰แตƒแต›โฑโฟแต แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทโฑแต—สฐ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง แดดโฑหข แถœแต’แตแตƒแต—แต’หขแต‰ แต‡แต’แตˆสธ หขแต—โฑหกหก แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆ แต‡สณแต‰แตƒแต—สฐแต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแต‰แตƒสณแต— แต‡แต‰แตƒแต— หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตแตƒแตˆแต‰ หขแต˜สณแต‰โ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— หขสฐแต’สท แตแต˜แถœสฐ โฑโฟแตˆโฑแถœแตƒแต—โฑแต’โฟ แต’แถ  หกโฑแถ แต‰ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณสทโฑหขแต‰โธด โฟแต’สณ แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆ สฐแต‰ แตƒแถœแตโฟแต’สทหกแต‰แตˆแตแต‰ หขแต˜สณสณแต’แต˜โฟแตˆโฑโฟแตหข แตƒหข แตˆแต‰แตƒแตˆ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ สทแต’สณหกแตˆ สทโฑแต—สฐแต’แต˜แต— แต‡แต‰โฑโฟแต แตƒแถœแต—แต˜แตƒหกหกสธ แตˆแต‰แตƒแตˆโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆโฟ'แต— แตแต‰แต— สฐโฑแต แต—แต’ สณแต‰แตƒแถœแต— แต’สณ แตˆแต’ แตƒโฟสธแต—สฐโฑโฟแตโธด แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ แต—สณสธโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ หขแ‘ซแต˜แต‰แต‰แถปแต‰ สฐโฑหข สฐแตƒโฟแตˆโ€ง "แต‚แต‰ แตแต’แต—แต—แตƒ แตแต‰แต— สฐโฑแต แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ หขแต—สณแต‰แต‰แต— แตƒแต— หกแต‰แตƒหขแต—โ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒโฑแตˆโ€ง แดดแต‰ แตโฟแต‰สท แ”†แตƒโฟแตˆสธ แตƒโฟแตˆ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สทแต‰สณแต‰ สฐแตƒแต›โฑโฟแต แตƒ โฟโฑแตสฐแต— แต’แต˜แต—โธด หขแต’ สฐแต‰ หขแต‰แต— สฐโฑแต แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แต˜แถœสฐ แตƒหข หขแต–แต’แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แตƒแตแต’แต‰แต‡แตƒ แต–แต˜แต–แต–สธ แต—สณแต’แต—หข แต’แต›แต‰สณโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต— สทสฐโฑแตแต–แต‰สณแต‰แตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ แตแตƒแต›แต‰ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตโฑหขหขแต‰หข แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต‰ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— สณแต‰หขแต–แต’โฟแตˆ แต—แต’ หขแต–แต’แต—หข หกโฑแถœแตโฑโฟแต โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ หขหกโฑแตสฐแต—แต‰หขแต—! "แดต'แต›แต‰ แต‡สณแต’แต˜แตสฐแต— สธแต’แต˜ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แตแถ แต’สณแต— แต’แถ  สธแต’แต˜สณ สฐแต’แตแต‰โ€งโ€ง" แถœสณโฑแต‰แตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€ง แ”†แตƒโฟแตˆสธ แต—แต’หกแตˆ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต‰แตƒสณหกโฑแต‰สณ แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แตโฑสณหกหข โฟโฑแตสฐแต— แตƒโฟแตˆ แต—แต’ โฟแต’แต— โฑโฟแต—แต‰สณสณแต˜แต–แต—โธด แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต‰ แต—แต‰หฃแต—แต‰แตˆ 'หขแต’สณสณสธ แต—แต’ แต‡แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ สธแต’แต˜ แต‡แต˜แต— สธแต’แต˜ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แตโฟแต’สท สธแต’แต˜สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ โฑหข โฑโฟ หขแต‰โฟหขแต‰หกแต‰หขหข แถœแต’แตแตƒ' หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต‰หฃแต—แต‰แตˆ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตˆแต‰หขแต–แต‰สณแตƒแต—แต‰ แต‰โฟแต’แต˜แตสฐ แต—แต’ สณแต‰แตƒแตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แต–แตƒแต—แต—สธ โฑโฟแตสณแต‰แตˆโฑแต‰โฟแต—หข แต—แต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต‰ หขแต—โฑหกหก แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— แถ หกโฑโฟแถœสฐ แต’สณ หขสฐแต’สท แตแต’แต›แต‰แตแต‰โฟแต—โ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต— หกแต’แต’แตแต‰แตˆ แตƒแต— สฐโฑหข แต’สทโฟแต‰สณโ€ง "แดต แตโฟแต’สท โฑแต—'หข แต‡แตƒแตˆ แ”†แต–แต’แต— แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต‰ สทแต’โฟ'แต— สทแตƒแตแต‰ แต˜แต–!" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถ แต‰หกแต— สฐโฑหข แต—แต‰แตƒสณหข หขแต—สณแต‰แตƒแต แตˆแต’สทโฟโ€ง "แดต สทแต’โฟ'แต— แตโฑแต›แต‰ แต˜แต– แต’โฟโธด แดต แตโฟแต’สท สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ หขแต’แตแต‰สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ โฑโฟโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต’แต‡แต‡โฑโฟแต แตƒโฟแตˆ แต–แตƒแต—แต—โฑโฟแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แตƒสณแต แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— หกแต‰แตƒแต›แต‰ สฐโฑหข หขโฑแตˆแต‰โ€ง แดนแต‰แตƒโฟสทสฐโฑหกแต‰ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแตƒโฟแตˆสธ สทแต‰สณแต‰ แถœสฐแตƒแต—แต—โฑโฟแตโ€ง "แดบแต’แต—โฑแถ โฑแถœแตƒแต—โฑแต’โฟ แถ สณแต’แต แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐโฑแต แดต'แตˆ หขโฑหกแต‰โฟแถœแต‰ แตสธ แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰! แดผสฐ สฐแต’สท แตˆแตƒสณแต‰ สฐแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แตƒโฟแตˆสธ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ แต‡แต˜แต— หขแต—แต’แต–หข แตƒหข แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ'หข แต‰หฃแต–สณแต‰หขหขโฑแต’โฟ แถœสฐแตƒโฟแตแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แ”†แต’แตแต‰แต—สฐโฑโฟแต แตแต˜หขแต— แต‡แต‰ สทสณแต’โฟแตโ€งโ€งโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข สฐแต˜สณแต—โ€ฝ แ”†แต’แตแต‰แต—สฐโฑโฟแต แต‡แตƒแตˆ แตแต˜หขแต—'แต›แต‰ สฐแตƒแต–แต–แต‰โฟแต‰แตˆโ€ง" แ”†แตƒโฟแตˆสธ แถ แต’หกหกแต’สทแต‰แตˆ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต—โ€ง "แต‚สฐแต‰สณแต‰'หข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ?" แต€สฐแต‰สธ หขแตƒสท หขแต–แต’แต— แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แต‡แตƒสณแตแต‰แตˆ หขแต—โฑหกหก แต‡สธ แต—สฐแต‰แตโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต’หกแตˆ แต—สฐแต‰แต แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แถปโฑแต– หกโฑโฟแต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแต’สท สฐแต‰ แต‰โฟแตˆแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต– แตˆแต‰แต‰แต–หกสธ แต˜โฟแถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หข แตƒโฟแตˆ แถœแต’แตแต–หกแต‰แต—แต‰หกสธ หกโฑแตแต–โ€ง "แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แถœแตƒโฟ สธแต’แต˜ หขแถœแตƒโฟ สฐโฑแต แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต‰ แต’สณ หขแต’แตแต‰แต—สฐโฑโฟแต?" แ”†สฐแต‰ แต—แต˜สณโฟแต‰แตˆโธด แต‰หฃแตƒแตโฑโฟโฑโฟแต สฐโฑแตโ€ง "แดบแต’แต—สฐโฑโฟแต สทแต‰ แถœแตƒโฟ แตˆแต’ แต—แต’โฟโฑแตสฐแต— แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต‰'หข โฟแต’แต— แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ แต‡แต‰ แตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แต—แต’ สณแต’แต˜หขแต‰ แถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หขโฟแต‰หขหข แถ แต’สณ แตƒแต— หกแต‰แตƒหขแต— แต—แต’แตแต’สณสณแต’สท แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณโฟแต’แต’โฟโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แตƒโฑแตˆ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœแตƒแตแต‰ สณโฑแตสฐแต— แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต— แต—สฐแต‰ โฟแต‰หฃแต— แตแต’สณโฟโฑโฟแตโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต— หขแตƒสท หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒโฟแตˆ แตแตƒแต›แต‰ แตƒ หขแตƒแตˆ สทแตƒแต แต’แถ  สฐโฑหข แต—แตƒโฑหกโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต–แต˜หกหกแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต– แตƒ แถœสฐแตƒโฑสณ แต‡สธ สฐโฑแต แตƒแตˆสฒแตƒแถœแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แต˜แถœสฐ สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แตƒแต—โ€ง แดดแต‰ สฐแต‰หกแตˆ หขแต–แต’แต— แต’โฟ สฐโฑหข หกแตƒแต–โ€ง "แดดแต‰หกหกแต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ; แดต'แต›แต‰ โฟแต’ สทแต’สณแต แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แตสณแต˜หขแต—สธ แตสณแตƒแต‡ แต—แต’แตˆแตƒสธโ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต—แต’หกแตˆ แตแต‰ สธแต’แต˜'แตˆ หกโฑแตแต‰หกสธ แต—แต’ โฑแตแต–สณแต’แต›แต‰! แต‚แต‰ หกแต’แต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แต€สฐแต‰ แถ โฑสณหขแต— แต—สฐโฑโฟแต หขแต‰โฟหขแต‰ แถ แต’สณ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—แต’ สณแต‰แตแตƒโฑโฟ สทแตƒหข สฐโฑหข สฐแต‰แตƒสณโฑโฟแตโ€ง แ”†แต—โฑหกหก โฟแต’แต— แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰โธด แต—สฐแต‰ แตแต˜แถ แถ หกแต‰แตˆ หขแต’แต˜โฟแตˆ แต’แถ  แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡'หข แต›แต’โฑแถœแต‰ แตแตƒแตˆแต‰ สทแตƒสธ แต—แต’ แต—สฐสณแต’แต˜แตสฐ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง "แดต สณแต‰แตแต‰แตแต‡แต‰สณ สทสฐแต‰โฟ สธแต’แต˜ แตƒแตˆแต’แต–แต—แต‰แตˆ หขแต–แต’แต—โ€งโ€ง" แ”†แตƒโฑแตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒหข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฟแต‰หฃแต— สณแต‰แตƒหกโฑหขแต‰แตˆ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡'หข แต‡สธ สฐโฑแตโ€ง แดดแต‰ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— สทแตƒแตแต‰ แต˜แต– สธแต‰แต— แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆโฟ'แต— หขแต˜แตแตแต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‰โฟแต‰สณแตสธ แต—แต’ สณแต’แต˜หขแต‰ โฟแต’สณ แต’แต–แต‰โฟ สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰ สธแต‰แต—โ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต— สณแต‰แตƒหกโฑหขแต‰แตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแตƒหขโฟ'แต— แตƒหข แถœแต’แตแตƒแต—แต’หขแต‰ แตƒหข แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰โ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สณแต‰แถœแต’แตโฟโฑหขแต‰แตˆ หขแต–แต’แต—'หข แต‡สธ สฐโฑแตโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ โฟแต’แต—โฑแถœแต‰แตˆ หขแต–แต’แต— แต‰แตƒแตแต‰สณ สทสฐแต‰โฟ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แต‰สธแต‰หกโฑแตˆ แต‡แตƒสณแต‰หกสธ แต—สทโฑแต—แถœสฐแต‰แตˆ แต‡แต˜แต— หขแต—โฑหกหก แถœหกแต’หขแต‰แตˆโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตแตƒหขแต–แต‰แตˆ โฑโฟ แต‰หฃแถœโฑแต—แต‰แตแต‰โฟแต— แต˜แต–แต’โฟ หขแต‰แต‰โฑโฟแต แตแต’แต›แต‰แตแต‰โฟแต—โ€ง "แดต'แต›แต‰ แตโฑหขหขแต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แดต หกแต’แต›แต‰ สทสฐแต’แต สทแต‰ แตƒหกหก แตโฟแต’สทโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แถœแต’แตƒหฃแต‰แตˆ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒหข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰แตโฑโฟ สทแตƒแตโฑโฟแต แต˜แต–โ€ง แดดแต‰ แถ แต‰หกแต— หขแต–แต’แต— โฟแต˜แตˆแตแต‰ สฐโฑแต แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐ แต˜โฟแตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แต—แต’ สณแต‰แตƒแถœแต— แตˆโฑสณแต‰แถœแต—หกสธโ€ง แ”†แต—โฑหกหก แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขโฑแตสฐแต‰แตˆ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ หขหกแต’สทหกสธ แต’แต–แต‰โฟแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰ แต—แต’โ€ง โฑฝโฑหขโฑแต’โฟ โฟแต’แต— หขแต’ แต‡หกแต˜สณสณสธ โฟแต’สท สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆ แต‡แตƒสณแต‰หกสธ หกโฑแถ แต— สฐโฑหข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆโ€ง "แดนแตโ€งโ€ง" "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง" "แตแต’สธโธด สทสฐแตƒ?" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต‡หกโฑโฟแตแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แต‚สฐแต‰สณแต‰โ€งโ€ง" แถ แต‰แต‰หกโฑโฟแต แตสณแต’แตแตสธโธด แต—สฐแต‰ แต–แตƒโฑโฟ แถ สณแต’แต แต—สฐแต‰ แถ แตƒหกหก แถ โฑโฟแตƒหกหกสธ สณแต‰แตโฑหขแต—แต‰สณแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดผแต˜โ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แถ แต‰หกแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต˜หกหก แต–แตƒโฑโฟ หขแต˜สณแตแต‰ หขสฐแตƒสณแต–แต‰สณโ€ง "แต‚สฐแต‰สณแต‰โธด สทสฐแตƒแต— สฐแตƒแต–แต–แต‰โฟแต‰แตˆ; แตแตƒสฐโธด สทสฐแต‰โฟ แตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง "แต‚สฐแตƒโธด สทสฐแตƒแต—'หข แตแต’โฑโฟแต แต’โฟโ€ฝ" แดดแต‰'แตˆ แถ โฑโฟแตƒหกหกสธ แตƒหขแตแต‰แตˆ โฑโฟ แตƒ แถ แต˜หกหก หขแต‰โฟแต—แต‰โฟแถœแต‰โ€ง "สธแต’แต˜ แตแต’แต—แต—แตƒ แถปโฑแต– หกโฑโฟแต‰ แต‡แต˜แต— แถ แต‰หกหก; หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตแตƒแตˆแต‰ หขแต˜สณแต‰ แต—แต’แต’แต แถœแตƒสณแต‰ แต’แถ  สธแต’แต˜ แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแต–แต’แต— แตƒหกหขแต’ หกแต’แต’แตแต‰แตˆ แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ สธแต’แต˜โ€ง" แดฌโฟหขสทแต‰สณแต‰แตˆ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ง "แดตแต— สฐแตƒแต–แต–แต‰โฟแต‰แตˆ สธแต‰หขแต—แต‰สณแตˆแตƒสธโธด หขแต’โ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแต—สณแต’แตแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข แตƒสณแตโ€ง แ”†แต—โฑหกหก แต—แต’ แตˆโฑแถปแถปสธ แต—แต’ หขโฑแต— แต˜แต– แต’โฟ สฐโฑหข แต’สทโฟ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หกแต‰แต— หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐแต‰หกแต– สฐโฑแต แต˜แต–สณโฑแตสฐแต— หขแต’ แตƒหข แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— แตƒ แตˆสณโฑโฟแต แต’แถ  สทแตƒแต—แต‰สณโ€ง "แต€สฐแตƒโฟแตหขโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตแตƒโฟแตƒแตแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดฐแต’ สธแต’แต˜ สทแตƒโฟแต— แตแต‰ แต—แต’ แตแต’ แตโฑแต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜ หขแต–แตƒแถœแต‰?" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒหขแตแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แ”†แต—แตƒสธโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒโฟ หกแต‰แต— แตแต‰ แตโฟแต’สท โฑแถ  สธแต’แต˜ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต'แต สฒแต˜หขแต— สทแตƒโฟแต—โฑโฟแต สณแต‰หขแต—โธด สฐแต’หกแตˆ แตสธ สฐแตƒโฟแตˆโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตโฑหกแต‰แตˆ แตƒแต— แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โธด หขโฑแตˆแต‰ แต‡สธ หขโฑแตˆแต‰โ€ง
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Fandom: SpongeBob SquarePants (Cartoon) Relationship: Karen/Sheldon J. Plankton Characters: Karen (SpongeBob)Sheldon J. Plankton Language: English https://archiveofourown.org/works/53451349 My Tiny Genius RibbonDee Summary: After a long day of once again trying and failing to steal the Krabby Patty Secret Formula, Plankton is feeling down in the dumps. It's up to Karen to cheer him up.
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แ”†โฑแตˆแต‰ แต‡สธ หขโฑแตˆแต‰ โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ แดผโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต’แต’แถ  แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต—โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—สฐสณแต‰สท แต—สฐแต‰ แตสณแตƒแต–แต–หกโฑโฟแต สฐแต’แต’แต แตƒหข โฑแต— แตƒแต—แต—แตƒแถœสฐแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต’แต’แถ  แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ แตสณแต˜หขแต—สธ แตสณแตƒแต‡โ€ง แ”†แต‰แถœแต˜สณโฑโฟแต โฑแต—โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแต‰โฟแต— แตƒโฟแตˆ แตแต’แต— แถปโฑแต–หกโฑโฟแต‰ แตแต‰แถœสฐแตƒโฟโฑหขแต แตƒหข สฐแต‰ สฒแต˜แตแต–แต‰แตˆ หขหกโฑแตˆโฑโฟแต แต’โฟ แตˆแต’สทโฟโ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข หขแตƒสท สฐโฑแต แตƒแต‡แต’แต›แต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต’แตƒแตˆ สทสฐแต‰โฟ หขแต‰แต‰โฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต’แต–แต‰ หขแต—สณโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰ หขแต‰แต›แต‰สณแต‰แตˆ โฑแต—โ€ง แถ แตƒหกหกโฑโฟแต แตˆแต’สทโฟ สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆแถ โฑสณหขแต—โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สฐโฑแต— แต—สฐแต‰ สฐแตƒสณแตˆ แถœแต‰แตแต‰โฟแต— แต’โฟแถœแต‰ สฐแต‰ แถ แต‰หกหก แตˆแต’สทโฟโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒสท แตƒโฟแตˆ สณแตƒโฟ แต’แต˜แต— แตƒหข สฐแต‰ สฐโฑแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แตสณแต’แต˜โฟแตˆโธด หขแต—แตƒโฟแตˆโฑโฟแต สฐโฑแต แต˜แต–โ€ง แดดแต’สทแต‰แต›แต‰สณ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แต‰สธแต‰ สณแต’หกหกแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต– โฑโฟ สฐโฑหข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ แถœหกแต’หขแต‰แตˆ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แต˜แต—แต—แต‰สณแต‰แตˆ แตƒ โฟแต’โฑหขแต‰ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แถ แต‰หกหกโธด หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœแตƒแต—แถœสฐโฑโฟแต สฐโฑแต แถ แตƒโฑโฟแต—โ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต‡แตƒแถœแตแต‰แตˆ แตƒสทแตƒสธ หกแต‰แตƒแต›โฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰แตโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแตƒหข แต˜โฟแตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แต—แต’ สณแต‰แตแตƒโฑโฟ แถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หขโฟแต‰หขหข แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ แดธโฑหขแต—โฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แต–แตƒแต—แต—สธ โฑโฟแตสณแต‰แตˆโฑแต‰โฟแต—หข โฑโฟ แตˆแต‰หขแต–แต‰สณแตƒแต—โฑแต’โฟโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒหกหขแต’ แตโฟแต‰สท แ”†แตƒโฟแตˆสธ แตƒโฟแตˆ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สทแต‰สณแต‰ สฐแตƒแต›โฑโฟแต แตƒ แตโฑสณหกหข แต—สณโฑแต–โธด หขแต’ สฐแต‰ หขแต‰แต— สฐโฑหข แต‡แต’แตˆสธ แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แต˜แถœสฐ แตƒหข หขแต–แต’แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แตƒแตแต’แต‰แต‡แตƒ แต–แต˜แต–แต–สธ แต—สณแต’แต—หข แต’แต›แต‰สณโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต— สทสฐโฑแตแต–แต‰สณแต‰แตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ แตแตƒแต›แต‰ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตโฑหขหขแต‰หข แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต‰ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— สณแต‰หขแต–แต’โฟแตˆ แต—แต’ หขแต–แต’แต—หข หกโฑแถœแตโฑโฟแต โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ หขหกโฑแตสฐแต—แต‰หขแต—! "แดต แต‡สณแต’แต˜แตสฐแต— สธแต’แต˜ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แตแถ แต’สณแต— แต’แถ  สธแต’แต˜สณ สฐแต’แตแต‰โ€งโ€ง" แถœสณโฑแต‰แตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€ง แต€สณสธโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แต—สฐโฑโฟแตโธด สฐแต‰ แถ แต‰หกแต— แต—แต‰แตƒสณหข หขแต—สณแต‰แตƒแต แตˆแต’สทโฟ สฐโฑหข แถ แตƒแถœแต‰โ€ง "แดพหกแต‰แตƒหขแต‰ แต’สฐ แต–หกแต‰แตƒหขแต‰ แ”†สฐแต‰หกแตˆแต’โฟ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต’แต‡แต‡โฑโฟแต แตƒโฟแตˆ แต–แตƒแต—แต—โฑโฟแต สฐโฑหข แตƒสณแต แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— หกแต‰แตƒแต›แต‰ สฐโฑหข หขโฑแตˆแต‰โ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต–แต˜หกหกแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต– แตƒ แถœสฐแตƒโฑสณ แต‡สธ สฐโฑแต แตƒแตˆสฒแตƒแถœแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แต˜แถœสฐโ€ง แดดแต‰ สฐแต‰หกแตˆ หขแต–แต’แต—โ€ง "แดต'หกหก หขแต–แต‰โฟแตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ โฟโฑแตสฐแต— หขแต’ สทแต‰'หกหก แต‡แต‰ หขโฑแตˆแต‰ แต‡สธ หขโฑแตˆแต‰โ€งโ€ง" แต€สฐแต‰ โฟแต‰หฃแต— แตแต’สณโฟโฑโฟแต แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒสทแต’แตแต‰ สณโฑแตสฐแต— แต‡สธ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง "แดณแต’แต’แตˆ แตแต’สณโฟโฑโฟแต แตˆแต‰แตƒสณ แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆ! แดต สฐแต’แต–แต‰ สธแต’แต˜ แตแต‰แต— แถ แต‰แต‰หกโฑโฟแต แตƒโฟสธ แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณ แต—แต’แตˆแตƒสธโ€ง สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ แตโฑหขหขแต‰แตˆ แต‡สธ แต˜หข!" แดทโฑหขหขโฑโฟแต สฐโฑหข แถ แต’สณแต‰สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒแต— แต‡สธ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง "แ”†สฐแต’สท แตแต‰ แตƒ หขโฑแตโฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แถœสณสธโฑโฟแต แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟโธด หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตˆแต‰แถœโฑแตˆแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ สณแต‰แตƒแตˆ แต—แต’ สฐโฑแต สทสฐโฑหกหขแต— สทแตƒโฑแต—โฑโฟแตโ€ง "แต‚สฐแตƒแต— แต‡แต’แต’แตหข สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หกแต’แต’แตแต‰แตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ โฟแต’แต—โฑแถœแต‰แตˆ แตƒ แต‡แต’แต’แต แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แต—แตƒแต‡หกแต‰โ€ง "แดฌ แต‡แต’แต’แต แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— โฟแต˜แถœหกแต‰แตƒสณ แต–แต’สทแต‰สณโ€งโ€ง" แถœสฐแต˜แถœแตหกแต‰แตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต—แต’ หขโฑแต— สทโฑแต—สฐ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง "แดต'หกหก หขแต—แตƒสณแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แต‰แตโฑโฟโฟโฑโฟแตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตแต’แต— โฑโฟแต—แต‰สณสณแต˜แต–แต—แต‰แตˆ แต‡สธ สฐโฑหข แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰โ€ง 'แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ แตƒสณแต‰ สธแต’แต˜? แดต แตƒแต แตƒแต— สธแต’แต˜สณ สฐแต’แต˜หขแต‰โ€งโ€ง' แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต แตƒโฟหขสทแต‰สณแต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ หขโฑแตˆแต‰ แต’แถ  แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰โ€ง "แดต'แต แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต—!" แดฌแถ แต—แต‰สณ สฐแตƒโฟแตโฑโฟแต แต˜แต– แต—สฐแต‰ แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰โธด หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแต‰โฟแต— สณโฑแตสฐแต— แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต—แต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แต‡แต’แต’แตโ€ง แดดแต‰ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— แต˜โฟแตˆแต‰สณหขแต—แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแตƒหกแถ  แต’แถ  โฑแต— แตƒโฟแตˆ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— หกโฑแตแต‰ โฑแต— แต–แตƒสณแต—โฑแถœแต˜หกแตƒสณหกสธ สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ โธด แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต‰ แตแต‰แต–แต— แต’โฟ สณแต‰แตƒแตˆโฑโฟแต โฑแต— แต—แต’ สฐโฑแตโ€งโ€ง แดพแต‰แต—หข แตƒสณแต‰ หขแตแตƒสณแต— แตƒโฟแตˆ แถœแตƒโฟ หขแต‰โฟหขแต‰โธด หขแต’ หขแต–แต’แต— แตโฟแต‰สท แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แต—สณสธโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แถœแต’แตแต‰ แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แตแตƒโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต— โฑแตแตแต‰แตˆโฑแตƒแต—แต‰หกสธ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ โฟแต˜แตˆแตแต‰ สฐโฑแต แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แตˆแต‰แต—แต‰แถœแต—แต‰แตˆ หขหกแต’สทหกสธ แต‡แต˜แต— หขแต˜สณแต‰หกสธ สณแต‰แถœแต’แต›แต‰สณสธโ€ง "แ”†แต–แต’แต— หกแต’แต›แต‰หข สธแต’แต˜ หขแต’ แตแต˜แถœสฐโธด แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแต’ แตˆแต’ แดตโ€ง แต‚แต‰ สฒแต˜หขแต— สทแตƒโฟแต— สธแต’แต˜ แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰ สทแต‰หกหกโ€ง สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ หขแต’ แตƒแตแตƒแถปโฑโฟแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง แดบแต’ แตแตƒแต—แต—แต‰สณ สทสฐแตƒแต—โธด โฑแต—'หข แตƒ แต–สณแต’แตโฑหขแต‰โ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡'หข แต›แต’โฑแถœแต‰ แถœแต’แตแต–หกโฑแตแต‰โฟแต—โฑโฟแต สฐโฑแตโ€ง แดดแต‰ แต—สณโฑแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ สทแตƒแตแต‰โฟโธด แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแต–แต’แต— แต‡แตƒสณแตแต‰แตˆ แถ แต’สณ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒสท สฐโฑแต แถ โฑโฟแตƒหกหกสธ หขสฐแต’สท หขหกโฑแตสฐแต— แตแต’แต›แต‰แตแต‰โฟแต— แตƒหข หขแต–แต’แต— แต‡แตƒสณแตแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดธแต’แต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜โ€งโ€ง" หขแตƒโฑแตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€ง "แดต'แต หขแต’ แต–สณแต’แต˜แตˆโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แถ โฑโฟแตƒหกหกสธ แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰ แต‰โฟแต’แต˜แตสฐ แต—แต’ สทแตƒแตแต‰โฟ แต˜แต–โธด สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰ แถ หกแต˜แต—แต—แต‰สณโฑโฟแต แต’แต–แต‰โฟโ€ง "แต‚สฐแตƒแต— แตƒสณแต‰ สธแต’แต˜โป สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ แตƒสณแต‰ สทแต‰โ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰โฟ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แถ แต‰แต‰หก แต—สฐแต‰ แต–แตƒโฑโฟ สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ สฐแต‰ แตแต’แต— สฐแต˜สณแต—โ€ง "สธแตƒแต’โธด สทสฐแตƒแต— สฐแตƒแต–แต–แต‰โฟแต‰แตˆ; สทสฐแตƒแต—'หข แตแต’โฑโฟแต แต’โฟโ€ฝ" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แ”†แตƒโฑแตˆโธด แตˆแตƒแถปแต‰แตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแต—โฑหกหก สทแต‰แตƒแตโ€ง แดถแต˜หขแต— แต—สฐแต‰โฟโธด แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต แถœแตƒแตแต‰ โฑโฟ สทโฑแต—สฐ แต‡แต’แตƒสณแตˆ แตแตƒแตแต‰โ€ง "แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแตโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แดต แต‡สณแต˜โฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แตแตƒแตแต‰!" แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต แต–หกแต’แต–แต–แต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ  แตˆแต’สทโฟ แต‡สธ แต—สฐแต‰แตโ€ง "แถœแตƒโฟ สธแต’แต˜ แตโฑแต›แต‰ แต˜หข แตƒ แตแต’แตแต‰โฟแต— แดพแตƒแต—?" "แ”†แต˜สณแต‰โ€งโ€ง" แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต แต–หกแตƒสธแต‰แตˆ สทโฑแต—สฐ หขแต–แต’แต—โ€ง "แดต แตโฟแต’สท สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ แถœแต’โฟแถ แต˜หขแต‰แตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ แตสณแต’แตแตสธโธด แต‡แต˜แต— สธแต’แต˜ แถ แต‰หกหก แตƒโฟแตˆ แตแต’แต— สฐแต˜สณแต—โ€ง แถœแตƒโฟ สธแต’แต˜ แต—แต‰หกหก แตแต‰ สทสฐแตƒแต— สธแต’แต˜ สณแต‰แตแต‰แตแต‡แต‰สณ?" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐแต‰หกแต–แต‰แตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขโฑแต—แต—โฑโฟแต สฐโฑแต แต˜แต– แตƒหข สฐแต‰ หขแต—โฑหกหก สทแตƒหข แตˆโฑหขแต’สณโฑแต‰โฟแต—แต‰แตˆโ€ง "แต€สฐแต‰ สณแต’แต’แถ  แต’แถ  สณแต‰หขแต—แตƒแต˜สณแตƒโฟแต—'หขโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต‰หขแต—แต‰สณแตˆแตƒสธ สธแต’แต˜ แถ แต‰หกหก แต’แถ แถ  แตƒโฟแตˆ แดต โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ หกแต‰แถ แต— สธแต’แต˜สณ หขโฑแตˆแต‰โ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต— แตƒหกหขแต’ หขแต—แตƒสธแต‰แตˆ หขโฑแตˆแต‰ แต‡สธ หขโฑแตˆแต‰โธด แตƒโฟแตˆ แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ แดต แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐโฑแต แดต สทแตƒหขโฟ'แต— สฐแต’แตแต‰ แต—แต’ แต–หกแตƒสธ สทโฑแต—สฐ สฐโฑแตโ€ง" "แดฐแต’ สธแต’แต˜ หขแต‰แต‰ แตแต‰ แตƒหข แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆ?" "แดผแถ  แถœแต’แต˜สณหขแต‰! แดบแต’สท หกแต‰แต—'หข หขแต‰แต‰ สทสฐแตƒแต— แตแตƒแตแต‰ แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต'หข แตแต’แต—โ€งโ€ง" "แดฐแต’แต‰หข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแตƒโฟโฟแตƒ แต–หกแตƒสธ?" "แต‚แต‰ แถœแตƒโฟ แต—สณสธ แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต'หข โฟแต‰สท แตแตƒแตแต‰!" "แถ โฑโฟแต‰ แดต แตแต˜แต‰หขหขโ€งโ€ง" "แถœแตƒโฟ แดต แตƒหขแต สธแต’แต˜ สทสฐสธ สธแต’แต˜ สฐแต‰หกแต– แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สฐแตƒแตˆ แตƒ หกโฑแต—แต—หกแต‰ แถ แตƒหกหก แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต‰'หข แตแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณ โฟแต’สท! แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข หขแต—โฑหกหก แตแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต—แต’ โฟแต’สณแตแตƒหก สธแต‰แต— หขแต’ แต‡แต˜แต— แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— สทแต’สณสณสธโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แถœแตƒโฟ สณแต’หกหก แตˆโฑแถœแต‰ แถ แต’สณ?" "แดณแต’ แตƒสฐแต‰แตƒแตˆโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—แต’หกแตˆ แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแตโธด สทสฐแต’ แต—สฐแต‰โฟ แต—แต’หขหขแต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆโฑแถœแต‰ แตƒหข แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆโฑแถœแต‰ แต˜โฟโฑโฟแต—แต‰โฟแต—โฑแต’โฟแตƒหกหกสธ สฐโฑแต— สฐโฑแตโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตแต’แต— แตˆแตƒแถปแต‰แตˆ แถ แต’สณ แตƒ แตแต’แตแต‰โฟแต—โ€ง "แต‚แตƒแต—แถœสฐ โฑแต—!" แดดแต‰ หขแตƒโฑแตˆ สทแต‰แตƒแตหกสธโ€ง "แดต แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— แต—สฐโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แตแตƒแตแต‰'หข แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แต‰หขแต— สณโฑแตสฐแต— โฟแต’สทโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต’หกแตˆ แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแตโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—สณโฑแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ หขแต—แตƒโฟแตˆ แต˜แต– แต‡แต˜แต— หขแต—โฑหกหก โฟแต’แต— สณแต‰แถœแต’แต›แต‰สณแต‰แตˆ แต‰โฟแต’แต˜แตสฐโธด แถ สณแต˜หขแต—สณแตƒแต—แต‰แตˆ แถ แต’สณ แต‡แต‰โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ สฐแต˜สณแต—โ€ง "สธแต’แต˜ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ สฐแต‰หกแต–?" แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต แตƒหขแตแต‰แตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง "แดต แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ สธแต’แต˜สณ สฐแต‰หกแต–โ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขโฟแตƒแต–แต–แต‰แตˆ แตƒแต— แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแตโ€ง "แดต แต—สฐโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰ สฒแต˜หขแต— สทแตƒโฟแต—หข แต—แต’ สณแต‰แถœแต’แต›แต‰สณโธด แดพแตƒแต—โ€ง แดต'หกหก แถœแตƒแต—แถœสฐ แต˜แต– สทโฑแต—สฐ สธแต’แต˜ แตƒแต— แตƒโฟ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ แต—โฑแตแต‰!" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐแต˜แตแตแต‰แตˆ แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแตโ€ง แดฌแถ แต—แต‰สณ แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต หกแต‰แถ แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต—โธด หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแต‰โฟแต— สณโฑแตสฐแต— แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต—แต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแตƒหขโธด หขแต‰แต‰โฑโฟแต แต—แต‰แตƒสณหข สทแต‰หกหก แต˜แต– โฑโฟ สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰โ€ง "แต‚สฐแตƒแต— โฑหข สทสณแต’โฟแตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แถœแตƒโฟ'แต— แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แตแต‰แต— แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต˜แต– แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แต˜แถœสฐ!" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตƒสณสณโฑแต›แต‰แตˆ แต‡แตƒแถœแต แถ สณแต’แต สฐแต‰สณ แต—สณโฑแต–โ€ง "แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ! แดผสฐ แดต แตƒแต แตหกแตƒแตˆ สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ แต‡แตƒแถœแต!" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒโฑแตˆ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แต‰หฃแต–หกแตƒโฑโฟแต‰แตˆ แต‰แต›แต‰สณสธแต—สฐโฑโฟแตโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตƒสท สฐโฑหข สทโฑแถ แต‰ แตƒหข หขแต–แต’แต— สทแต‰โฟแต— แต˜แต– แต—แต’ สฐแต‰สณโ€ง "แดดแต‰สธโ€งโ€ง" "แดดโฑโธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ; แดต สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— สธแต‰หขแต—แต‰สณแตˆแตƒสธ!" "แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐแต‰หกแต–แต‰แตˆ แตแต‰ แต’แต˜แต—โ€ง แถœแตƒโฟ สฐแต‰ หขแต—แตƒสธ แต—สฐแต‰ โฟโฑแตสฐแต—?" "แดต หขแต˜สณแต‰ สทโฑหกหก!"
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แดฌ หขสฐแต’แต˜หกแตˆแต‰สณ แต—แต’ แถœสณสธ แต’โฟ โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ โžต ๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹๐–ฝ ๐–ผ๐—ˆ๐—Ž๐—‡๐—: ๐Ÿง๐Ÿซ๐Ÿข "แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโธด สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰'หข แตสธ แตแต‰แตƒแต—หกแต’แตƒแถ ?" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หกแต’แต’แตแต‰แตˆ โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตโฑแต—แถœสฐแต‰โฟ แถ แต’สณ แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆโฑโฟโฟแต‰สณโ€ง "แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโธด สทสฐแต‰โฟ แดต หขแตƒสธ แดต สทแตƒโฟแต— หขแต’แตแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—แต’แต–แต–แต‰แตˆ สทสฐแต‰โฟ สฐแต‰ หขแตƒสท แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทโฑแต—สฐ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ สณแต’แต’แตโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰สธ หขแต‰แต‰แต แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰ แต˜แต–หขแต‰แต—โ€ง "แดต'แต หขแต’สณสณสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โธด โฑแต—'หข โฟแต’แต— สธแต’แต˜สณ แถ แตƒแต˜หกแต—โ€ง" หขแตƒโฑแตˆ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ง "แดต สฒแต˜หขแต— หกแต‰แตƒสณโฟแต— สทสฐแตƒแต—'หข โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แต–แตƒแต—แต—สธ โฑโฟแตสณแต‰แตˆโฑแต‰โฟแต—หขโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœสณโฑแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดตแต—'หขโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต‰หข?" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หกโฑหขแต—แต‰โฟแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดต แถœแตƒโฟ'แต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต'หกหก แต—แต‰หกหก สฐโฑแต; แต—สฐแต‰ แต–แตƒแต—แต—สธ แต‡แตƒแต—แต—แต‰สณ แถœแต’โฟหขโฑหขแต—หข แต’แถ  แถปแต’แต’แต–หกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง แดตแต—'หข แต‡แต‰แต‰โฟ แต’โฟหกสธ แตƒ แตแตƒแต—แต—แต‰สณ แต’แถ  แต—โฑแตแต‰ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ สฐแต‰'แตˆ แตแต‰แต— แต—แต’ สธแต’แต˜โธด แ”†สฐแต‰หกแตˆแต’โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สณแตƒโฟ แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต’แต’แตโธด หขแต’แต‡แต‡โฑโฟแตโ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต—สฐแต‰โฟ แถœแตƒแตแต‰ โฑโฟโ€ง "แดตหข หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐแต‰สณแต‰?" "แดต สฐแตƒแต›แต‰โฟ'แต— หขแต‰แต‰โฟ สฐโฑแตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หกโฑแต‰แตˆ แตƒหข หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แต—สฐแต‰แต แต—แตƒหกแตโฑโฟแตโ€ง "แต€สฐแต‰ หขแต‰แถœสณแต‰แต— โฑโฟแตสณแต‰แตˆโฑแต‰โฟแต— โฑหข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด หขแต’ แดต'แต สฐแต‰สณแต‰ แต—แต’ แถœแต’หกหกแต‰แถœแต— สธแต’แต˜สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆโธด แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€งโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข หขแตƒโฑแตˆโธด แต—แต˜สณโฟโฑโฟแต แต’แถ แถ  แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ'หข แต–แต’สทแต‰สณโ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต—แต˜สณโฟแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง "แดต แตแต˜แต‰หขหข แตแต‰ แถ สณสธแถœแต’แต’แต สณแตƒโฟ สฐแต’แตแต‰โธด หขแต’ สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ สฐแต‰หกแต–หกแต‰หขหขหกสธ แตƒหกแต’โฟแต‰โ€ง แดต'หกหก แต‡แต‰ แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต—แต’ แถ โฑโฟโฑหขสฐ โฑแถ  สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ หขแต—โฑหกหก แตƒหกโฑแต›แต‰โ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต—แต’หกแตˆ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ หขหกแตƒแตหข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ แตƒหข สฐแตƒสณแตˆ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ หกแต’แถœแตโฑโฟแต สฐโฑแต โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต—โธด โฟแต’แต— แตโฟแต’สทโฑโฟแต แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆ สฐแต‰แตƒสณโ€ง แดดแต‰ หกแต‰แถ แต—โธด หกแตƒแต˜แตสฐโฑโฟแตโ€ง แดฌแถ แต—แต‰สณ หขแต‰แต‰โฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แตƒหขแต—'หข แถœหกแต‰แตƒสณ แตƒโฟแตˆ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตแต’โฟแต‰โธด หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แต’แต˜แต—โ€ง แดดแต‰ สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ สทสฐแตƒแต— แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข หขแตƒโฑแตˆ แตƒหข สทแต‰หกหก แตƒหข แต—สฐแต‰ สฐแตƒสณหขสฐ แต‡แตƒโฟแตโฑโฟแต โฟแต’โฑหขแต‰ สทสฐแต‰โฟ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตแต’แต— สฐแต˜สณแต—โ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต–แต’สทแต‰สณแต‰แตˆ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต’โฟ แตƒโฟแตˆ แต—สฐแต‰สธ หขแตƒสท แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฑโฟ สฐโฑหข แต˜โฟสณแต‰หขแต–แต’โฟหขโฑแต›แต‰ หขแต—แตƒแต—แต‰โ€ง "แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโธด แถœแตƒโฟ สธแต’แต˜ แตˆโฑหขแตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ หกแต’แถœแตหข แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต–แต˜แต—?" "สธแต‰หขโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—สฐแต‰โฟ สณแตƒโฟ แต’แต˜แต—โ€ง "แดต'หกหก แต‡แต‰ สณโฑแตสฐแต— แต‡แตƒแถœแตโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟแต—แต˜แตƒหกหกสธ แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แต—แต’ สณแต‰แตแตƒโฑโฟโฑโฟแต แถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หขโฟแต‰หขหข สทโฑแต—สฐ สฐโฑหข แถœแต’แตแต–แต˜แต—แต‰สณ สทโฑแถ แต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต‡สธ สฐโฑแตโ€ง "แดดแต‰สธโธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ; สธแต’แต˜ แตƒสณแต‰ หขแตƒแถ แต‰ โฟแต’สทโ€งโ€ง" แดบแต’แต— แตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แต—แต’ หขโฑแต— แต˜แต–สณโฑแตสฐแต—โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตสณแต‰สท แถ สณแต˜หขแต—สณแตƒแต—แต‰แตˆ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แต—สณโฑแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แตแต’แต›แต‰โ€ง "แตแตแตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ หขแตƒแถ แต‰โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ; โฑแต—'หข แตƒโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต'แต›แต‰ โฟแต’ แต‰โฟแต‰สณแตสธโธด แตƒโฟแตˆ แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข สทโฑหกหกโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต’แต’แต แถœแตƒสณแต‰ แต’แถ  โฑแต—โ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ โฑโฟแต—แต‰สณสณแต˜แต–แต—แต‰แตˆ สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆโ€ง "แดดแต‰ หขแตƒโฑแตˆ สฐแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข โฑหข แตแต’โฟแต‰!" "แถ แต’สณ โฟแต’สท แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต‰'หกหก แถœแต’แตแต‰ แต‡แตƒแถœแตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แถœแต’แตแต‰ แต‡แตƒแถœแต แถ สณแต’แต แต—สฐแต‰ แตสณแตƒแต›แต‰? แดดแต‰ แตˆแต‰แตƒแตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—แตƒสณแต‰แตˆ โฑโฟ แถœแต’โฟแถ แต˜หขโฑแต’โฟโ€ง "แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตแตƒแตˆแต‰ หขแต˜สณแต‰ แต’แถ  โฑแต—โ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ แต—แต‰หกหกโฑโฟแต แตแต‰ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต˜โฟแตƒหกโฑแต›แต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข แต‡แต’หขหขโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜'แต›แต‰ แตƒโฟสธ แต‰หฃแต–หกแต’หขโฑแต›แต‰หขโธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ? แดต สทแตƒโฟโฟแตƒ แตˆแต‰หขแต—สณแต’สธ แต—สฐแต‰ แตสณแต˜หขแต—สธ แตสณแตƒแต‡โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หกแต‰แต— สฐโฑแต แตˆแต’ แต—สฐแต‰ สฐแต’โฟแต’แต˜สณหขโ€ง "แดฑแต˜แตแต‰โฟแต‰ แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข โฑหข โฟแต’ แตแต’สณแต‰!" แ”†แตƒโฑแตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โธด แตแตƒแตโฑโฟแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตโฑหกแต‰ แตƒแต— สฐโฑแตโ€ง "แดต'หกหก แตโฑแต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜ แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต‰หขแต— แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ โฑโฟแตสณแต‰แตˆโฑแต‰โฟแต—หขโธด แต‡แต˜แต— สทแต‰'หกหก แต˜หขแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต โฑโฟหขแต—แต‰แตƒแตˆ แต’แถ โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡; แต—สฐแตƒโฟแต สธแต’แต˜ แถ แต’สณ สฐแต‰หกแต–โฑโฟแต แตแต‰ แต’แต˜แต—โ€ง" "แดต สทแตƒโฟแต— แต—แต’ หขแต–แต‰โฟแตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ โฟโฑแตสฐแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†แต˜สณแต‰!" แ”†แต’ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแต—แตƒสธแต‰แตˆ แต‡สธ สฐโฑหข แต‡แต‰แตˆโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถ แต‰หกหก โฑโฟหขแต—แตƒโฟแต—หกสธ แต—แต’ หขหกแต‰แต‰แต– แตƒหข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต–แตƒแต—แต—แต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข สฐแตƒโฟแตˆโ€ง "แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡'หข แตƒ แตสณแต‰แตƒแต— แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆโ€ง "แดดแต‰ โฑหข โฑหขโฟ'แต— สฐแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตแต’แต›แต‰แตˆ แถœหกแต’หขแต‰สณโ€ง "แดต หกแต’แต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜โธด แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ง" แดดแต‰แตƒสณโฑโฟแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตโฑแต›แต‰ แตƒแถ แถ แต‰แถœแต—โฑแต’โฟ แตโฑแตสฐแต— แตƒหข สทแต‰หกหก แต‡แต‰ แถœแต’โฟหขโฑแตˆแต‰สณแต‰แตˆ แตƒ สณแตƒสณโฑแต—สธโธด หขแต’ โฑแต—'หข แตแต’สณแต‰ หขแต–แต‰แถœโฑแตƒหก สทสฐแต‰โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต‰หขโ€ง แดผแถ  แถœแต’แต˜สณหขแต‰โธด แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแตƒสธ สฐแตƒหข แต‡แต‰แต‰โฟ หขแต—สณแต‰หขหขแถ แต˜หก แตƒโฟแตˆ แต—โฑสณโฑโฟแตโธด หขแต’ แต‰หฃสฐแตƒแต˜หขแต—โฑแต’โฟ หขแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต โฑโฟ แตโฑแตสฐแต—'แต›แต‰ แตแตƒแตˆแต‰ สฐโฑแต หกแต‰หขหข สณแต‰หขแต‰สณแต›แต‰แตˆโ€ง แ”†แต—โฑหกหกโธด โฑแต—'หข แต—สฐแต‰ หกแต‰แตƒหขแต— สฐแต‰'แตˆ แตˆแต’ แถ แต’สณโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒสทแต’แตแต‰ แต‰แตƒสณหกสธโธด แต‡แต‰โฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แถ โฑสณหขแต— แต’โฟแต‰โ€ง แดดแต‰ สณแต‰แตแต‰แตแต‡แต‰สณแต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟแต—หข แต’แถ  แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตˆแต‰แตโฑหขแต‰ แตƒหข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตโฑแตสฐแต—'แต›แต‰ หกแต’หขแต— สฐโฑหข หกโฑแถ แต‰โ€ง แ”†แต‰แต‰โฑโฟแต สฐโฑแต หขโฟแต’แต’แถปโฑโฟแต แตƒโฟแตˆ หขโฟแต’สณโฑโฟแตโธด หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— สทแตƒโฟแต— แต—แต’ แตˆโฑหขสณแต˜แต–แต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข สณแต‰หขแต—โ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตโฟแต‰สท สฐแต‰'แตˆ แต˜โฟแตโฟแต’สทโฑโฟแตหกสธ แถœแต’โฟแต—สณโฑแต‡แต˜แต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ สทสฐแตƒแต— แถœแต’โฟหขโฑแตˆแต‰สณแต‰แตˆ แตแตƒหขหข แตแต‰โฟแต’แถœโฑแตˆแต‰โธด แถœแต’แต’แตโฑโฟแต สทสฐแตƒแต— แตƒแถœแต—แต˜แตƒหกหกสธ แถœแต’โฟหขโฑหขแต—แต‰แตˆ แต’แถ  แถปแต’แต’แต–หกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง แ”†สฐแต‰หกแตˆแต’โฟ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ  แถปแต’แต’แต–หกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—แต’โ€ง หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต˜สณโฟแต‰แตˆ แต’แต›แต‰สณ แตƒโฟแตˆ แ‘ซแต˜โฑแต‰แต—หกสธ สทสฐโฑแตแต–แต‰สณแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แต‚สฐสธ แตƒสณแต‰ สธแต’แต˜ แถœสณสธโฑโฟแต?" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—หกแต‰แตˆ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โธด สทสฐแต’หขแต‰ หขแต’แถ แต— หขแต’แต‡แต‡โฑโฟแต สทแต’แตแต‰ สฐโฑแตโ€ง "แดต แถ แต‰แต‰หก แตƒสทแถ แต˜หก แถ แต’สณ แต—สฐแต‰ แต–แตƒแต—แต—โฑแต‰หข แตƒโฟแตˆ แตƒหกหก แต—สฐแต‰ แต›โฑแถœแต—โฑแตหขโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โธด แต–หกแต‰แตƒหขแต‰; โฑแต—'หข โฟแต’แต— สธแต’แต˜สณ แถ แตƒแต˜หกแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตโฟแต’สทโธด แต‡แต˜แต— แดตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜ หขแตƒแต›แต‰แตˆ แตแต‰ แถ สณแต’แต แต—สฐแต‰ หขแตƒแตแต‰ แถ แตƒแต—แต‰โธด แตƒโฟแตˆ โฟแต’โฟแต‰ แต’แถ  แต˜หข สฐแตƒแตˆ แตƒโฟสธ แถœแต’โฟแต—สณแต’หก แต’แต›แต‰สณ โฑแต—โ€ง แดณโฑแต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜สณหขแต‰หกแถ  หขแต’แตแต‰ แถœสณแต‰แตˆโฑแต—โธด แตโฑแตˆ! แดต'หกหก แตโฑแต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜ แตƒ สฐแต˜แตโธด โฑแถ  สธแต’แต˜ สทแตƒโฟแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตแตƒแต›แต‰ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒ หขแตโฑหกแต‰โธด แต‡แต’แต—สฐ แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰แต หขสฐแตƒสณโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰โฑสณ แถ โฑสณหขแต— สฐแต˜แตโ€ง
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TRUTH AND NAIL v Finally, the car pulled into the driveway, and Karen turned off the engine. She looked back at Plankton, his chest rising and falling with each snore. "We're home," she said, her voice a gentle nudge. His eye flickered open, his gaze still unfocused. Karen stepped out of the car, opened the door and unbuckled his seatbelt, his body still limp. "Wha..." Plankton mumbled as she gently nudged him awake. His eye blinked slowly, the world coming back into focus. "Home?" he asked, his voice a hoarse whisper. Karen nodded, a soft smile playing on her screen. "Yes, darling, we're home," she said, her voice like a warm embrace. "Let's get you inside." But then Sponge Bob shows up at their door. โ€œHi guys! Where have you been?โ€ Karen's smile was bright despite her exhaustion. "Plankton just had his wisdom teeth out," she explained, her voice a gentle whisper as Plankton noticed Sponge Bob. Sponge Bob's face lit up. "Oh no, buddy!" he exclaimed, his voice full of concern and empathy. "How ya feeling?" Plankton blinked at him, his gaze unfocused, his mouth half open in a sleepy smile. "Wis...dom...teef?" he slurred. Karen couldn't help but laugh at the sight, her heart swelling with love for her goofy husband. "Yeah, buddy," she said, helping him to his feet. He swayed a bit, his legs still wobbly from the anesthesia. "Let's get you to the couch." Plankton leaned heavily on her, his steps exaggerated and unsteady. Everything was a blur, but the warmth of Karen's body was a comforting constant. Sponge Bob goes in with them. "Let's get you comfortable," she murmured, guiding him to the couch. His eye closed, his head lolling back. "No, no," she laughed gently, pushing him forward. "Just a bit more." Plankton's snores grew softer as she maneuvered his body, his weight sagging against her. "Karen?" he mumbled, his voice a sleepy whisper as SpongeBob sat by him. Her smile grew, her screen twinkling. "Yeah, honey?" Plankton's eye rolled back, his words slurred but earnest. "I love you." It was a declaration so out of place and so unexpected that Karen froze for a moment, her heart swelling. Sponge Bob's smile grew wider, his eyes sparkling. "Aw, Plankton," he said, his voice full of warmth. "You're feeling the love of the anesthesia, aren't ya?" Karen couldn't help but laugh, the tension of the day lifting slightly. "I guess he's feeling extra affectionate," she said, her voice a playful tease. Sponge Bob chuckled, his laughter bubbly and infectious. "Looks like it," he said, patting Plankton's shoulder. "You take it easy, buddy." But Plankton's mind was stuck in a loop, his words a jumble of slurred affection. "Spongey...Spongey..." he murmured, his eye half- closed and his smile lopsided. Sponge Bob leaned in, his face a mask of concern. "You okay, Plankton?" Plankton's eye rolled to meet his, a sleepy smile spreading across his swollen face. "You...Spongey... youw my besht...besht...buddy," he slurred, his voice a thick, sloppy mess of words. His arm flopped over, slapping Sponge Bob on the side with a half-hearted pat. Sponge Bob's laughter filled the room, bubbly and genuine. "Aw, Plankton, you're too much," he said, his voice full of affection. Plankton's smile grew slower, his head lolling to one side. "Yew...yew are...are my besht...buddy," he managed, his arm flopping around like a ragdoll's. Sponge Bob took his hand, holding it tight. "And you're mine too, buddy," he said, his voice warm. "Besh...buddy...Spongey," Plankton murmured, his voice like a sleepy child's. He tried to focus, his eye blinking in the bright living room light. Sponge Bob's smile was a beacon in the fog. "You had a big day." Plankton's head nodded slowly, his eye half-closed. "Big...day," he echoed, his voice a slur. His hand found its way to Sponge Bob's arm, gripping it with surprising strength. "You...you...were there." Sponge Bob looked at Karen, his expression a mix of confusion and amusement. "Yeah, I'm here for ya," he said, his voice gentle. Plankton's grip tightened, his eye still half-closed. "No, no," he murmured, his words thick and slow. "You...you were...were...were there...always." His voice trailed off, a hint of emotion in the slurred sentence. Sponge Bob's confusion deepened, his gaze flicking to Karen for guidance. Her laugh was a soft chime, her screen alight with joy. "It's just the meds, Sponge Bob," she said, her voice a gentle reminder. "He's still pretty out of it." Plankton's head lolled back. "They took...my...teefth," he slurred dramatically, his voice a theatrical whine. "All four of them!" His arms flailed in the air like he was recounting a battle with a sea monster. Sponge Bob's eyes went wide. "All at once?" he gasped, his sponge-like form leaning forward with curiosity. "How'd you manage that?" Plankton's hand waved dramatically. "They...they...they put me in a chair," he slurred, his voice rising with each word. "And then...then they...took...my...TEefth!" He pronounced it with the gravity of a Shakespearean actor, drawing out the 'f' for maximum impact. Sponge Bob's eyes grew rounder, his smile still plastered on his face. "Wow, Plankton, sounds like you had quite the adventure!" Plankton's chuckle was a strange sound. He threw his hands up, his body swaying with the motion. "They...they had these...these...things!" He paused dramatically, his eye squinting as if trying to remember. "Needleth?" Sponge Bob's eyes went wider, his curiosity piqued. "Needles??" Plankton's head nodded exaggeratedly, his smile now a full-on grin. "Yes, yes needleths!" Sponge Bob leaned in, his eyes wide with fascination. "Howโ€™d they you to sleep with needles?" he asked, his voice filled with wonder. Plankton's eye closed, his face a mask of dramatic remembrance. "They...they put this...this...tube," he said, his fingers tracing an invisible line on his arm, "and then... whoosh!" His arm fell lifelessly to his side, his head lolling back. "I was in... space... then...the I was...gone." His smile was serene, his mind lost in the fog of the anesthesia. Sponge Bob's eyes sparkled with laughter. "Then what happened as you woke up?" Plankton's head jerked up, his gaze wild. "Woke up?" he murmured, his voice dreamy. "They...they had these lights..." He waved his hand in the air, describing a constellation that only he could see. "Bright lights...so bright... like stars...stars in my veins!" Sponge Bob leaned back, his laughter bubbling up. "Stars in your veins?" he repeated, his voice full of delight. Plankton nodded, his expression earnest. "Yes, yes stars," he murmured, his eye half-closed. "They shone so brightly, and then..." He paused, his fingers twitching. "They...they...took my teefth!" His voice grew loud with accusation. Sponge Bob couldn't help but laugh, his giggles filling the room. Karen just watched, her heart full. Plankton was rarely this affectionate, especially with Sponge Bob. It was a side of him she hadn't seen in ages, and she found it strangely charming. Plankton leaned into his newfound friendliness, his arm sliding over Sponge Bob's shoulder. "You...you make me...happy," he slurred, his eye half-closed. Sponge Bob's smile grew even wider, his laughter now a full-on chuckle. "Well, that's what friends are for," he said, his voice warm and gentle. Karen watched, her heart swelling with joy at the sight of her husband, usually so stern and focused, being this tender and open. "You're so funny when you're like this," she said, her voice a soft laugh. Plankton's smile grew slower, his hand reaching out to poke at Sponge Bob's side. Plankton's face lit up with glee. "So...squishy," he murmured, his voice full of wonder as he gave him a gentle pat. Sponge Bob's laughter was a delighted squeak. "What's gotten into you, Plankton?" he asked, his eyes twinkling. Plankton's grin was silly and wide, his head lolling to one side. "The...stars...Spongey," he murmured, his voice a sleepy whisper. "They're still in me." His hand reached out again, poking Sponge Bob's side with a gentle touch. "So squishy..." Sponge Bob giggled, his laughter like bubbles in the ocean. "You're a funny guy, Plankton," he said, his voice full of amusement. Plankton's hand paused, his finger hovering over Sponge Bob's side. "Am...am I?" he asked, his voice a slurred question. "I feel... funny." His head tilted, his eye looking at his finger with curiosity. Sponge Bob nodded, his laughter bubbling up. "You sure are, buddy," he said, his voice filled with warmth.
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๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฌ: ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ•๐ŸŽ โ€œPlankton can you at least come out and do the dishes?โ€ Karen says. Her husband Plankton has been working at his desk, trying to plan and scheme. She brought him his meals for the past two days. He stayed up all night! โ€œHoney?โ€ No response. So she decided to go check on him. She goes to peek through the door. Plankton sat at his desk, slumped over, fast asleep. She saw his head nodded to the side, resting on his arm. A soft snore echoed in the silence. She noticed he was drooling a bit from his open mouth onto a stack of crumpled papers. Karen approached him. "Plankton," she cooed, placing her hand on his shoulder. He didn't budge. Karen gently shook him, but his snores grew louder. โ€œCโ€™mon, sweetie, time to wake up.โ€ She whispered, but his sleep was unyielding. With a gentle tug on the shoulder, she managed to pull his body upright, a line of drool still connecting his mouth to the paper. "Come on, Plankton," she said more firmly, this time her hand on his cheek, her thumb wiping away the drool, head lolling backward with a snort. โ€œPlankton, darling, please come to bed. You have been working so hard. Letโ€™s get some rest,โ€ she urged with a smile. But Plankton was too deeply asleep to hear her soft voice. His eye remained closed. With a sigh, Karen decided to get him up out of this chair herself. She took his arm and began to lift his weight from the chair. Plankton's body resisted, his head falling to her side with a dull thud. Karen chuckled, his snoring now vibrating. She managed to get him out of the chair. "Just a few steps, love," she murmured, but Plankton's snores grew like a crescendo in an orchestra. His limp body leaned into her like a ragdoll with no bones. She hoists him up on her shoulder, his arm dangling loosely, his snores growing rhythmic like a lullaby in a cartoon. The room was a mess, papers scattered like tiny white waves across the ocean of their living room. She stepped over them carefully, not wanting to wake his slumbering form. His office chair screeched as she pushed it aside with her foot, the sound like nails on a chalkboard in the quiet of the night. Plankton's arm slid off Karen's shoulder. She giggled nervously, his snoring now a symphony of sounds. She readjusted her grip, his head lolling against her. "Almost there," she whispered, her cheeks flushed with a mix of love and exasperation. The bedroom door creaked open like the entrance to a secret passage. Plankton's snores were a gentle soundtrack to the silent dance of her struggle. The bed looked like a mountain from here. She took a deep breath, bracing herself for the climb. With his arm slung over her neck, his body limp, she began the ascent. Step by step, she inched closer. As she reached the bed, he slipped again, this time his head lolling back to hang over the edge of the mattress. โ€œOh no, you donโ€™t!โ€ she exclaimed, his weight making her stumble. With a laugh that was half exhaustion, half endearment, she tugged him up and laid him down gently. Karen watched his chest rise and fall in deep sleep. The room was dimly lit by the moon, his snores a soothing white noise in the quiet.
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แดดแตƒแต–แต–สธ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แดฎโฑสณแต—สฐแตˆแตƒสธ โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ "แดตแต—'หข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แต‡โฑสณแต—สฐแตˆแตƒสธ แต—แต’แตแต’สณสณแต’สท!" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต’หกแตˆ หขแ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ แต—สฐแต‰ สทแต’สณแต แตˆแตƒสธ แต‰โฟแตˆแต‰แตˆโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแต‰โฟแต— โฑโฟ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต— แต—แต’ แต—แตƒหกแต แต—แต’ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ง "แดดแต‰หกหกแต’โธด แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ! แดต สทแตƒโฟแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ สฒแต˜หขแต— แต—แตƒหกแต แต—แต’ สธแต’แต˜ แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแต’สท สทแต‰'หกหก แถœแต‰หกแต‰แต‡สณแตƒแต—แต‰ สฐโฑหข แต‡โฑสณแต—สฐแตˆแตƒสธโ€ง" "แดดแต‰'หข แต—แต‰โฟแตˆโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แต–แต‰แต— แ”†แต–แต’แต— สณโฑแตสฐแต— โฟแต’สท แต‡แต˜แต— แตแต’แต— โฟแต’แต—สฐโฑโฟแต แต–หกแตƒโฟโฟแต‰แตˆ สธแต‰แต— แถ แต’สณ แต—แต’แตแต’สณสณแต’สทโ€ง แต‚แต‰'สณแต‰ โฟแต’แต— แต‰หฃแต–แต‰แถœแต—โฑโฟแต แตƒโฟสธ แต—สฐโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐ! แดฌโฟสธ โฑแตˆแต‰แตƒหข?" "แต‚สฐแตƒแต— แต—โฑแตแต‰ แตˆแต’แต‰หข สฐแต‰ แตแต‰แต— แต˜แต– แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  แต‡แต‰แตˆ แต˜หขแต˜แตƒหกหกสธ โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตแต’สณโฟโฑโฟแต?" "แดตแต— แต›แตƒสณโฑแต‰หขโธด แต‡แต˜แต— สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒโฟ แถœแต’แตแต‰ แต‰แตƒสณหกสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแตƒสธหขโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰ โฟแต‰หฃแต— แตˆแตƒสธ แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตแต’สณโฟโฑโฟแต แต’แถ  สฐโฑหข แต‡โฑสณแต—สฐ แตˆแตƒสธ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สณแต‰แตแตƒโฑโฟแต‰แตˆ แต’แต‡หกโฑแต›โฑแต’แต˜หข แต—แต’ แต–สณแต‰แต– แตˆแต’สทโฟ หขแต—แตƒโฑสณหข แถ แต’สณ หขแต˜สณแต–สณโฑหขแต‰ แต–แตƒสณแต—สธโ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— สทแตƒโฟแต— แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— สฐโฑแต หขแต—แตƒสณแต— แต’แถ แถ  โฑโฟ แตƒ แต‡แตƒแตˆ แตแต’แต’แตˆโธด หขแต’ หขสฐแต‰ แตˆแต‰แถœโฑแตˆแต‰แตˆ หกแต‰แต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขหกแต‰แต‰แต– โฑโฟ แถ แต’สณ สฒแต˜หขแต— แตƒ หกโฑแต—แต—หกแต‰ หกแต’โฟแตแต‰สณ หขโฑโฟแถœแต‰ สฐแต‰ แตโฑแตสฐแต— โฟแต’แต— แต—แตƒแตแต‰ แตโฑโฟแตˆหกสธ แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰ สฒแต’หกแต—แต‰แตˆ แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰โ€ง แ”†แต’ หขสฐแต‰ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต‡แตƒแถœแต หกแต‰แตƒแต›โฑโฟแต สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ แต—แต’ แถœแต’โฟแต—โฑโฟแต˜แต‰ แต—แต’ แ‘ซแต˜โฑแต‰แต—หกสธ หขโฟแต’สณแต‰ โฑโฟ แต‡แต‰แตˆโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟแต—แต˜แตƒหกหกสธ แตแต’แต— สฐโฑแต หขแต‰หกแถ  แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  สฐโฑหข สณแต’แต’แต สฒแต˜หขแต— แต—แต’ แถ โฑโฟแตˆ แต–แต‰แต’แต–หกแต‰ แถœสฐแต‰แต‰สณโฑโฟแต สฐโฑแต แต’โฟโ€ง "แดธแต‰แต—'หข หขโฑโฟแตโธด แตƒหกหก โฟแต’สท!" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แต—แต’หกแตˆโ€ง แดฌหกหก แต–แตƒสณแต—โฑแถœโฑแต–แตƒโฟแต—หข หขโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ สฐโฑแต แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡โฑสณแต—สฐแตˆแตƒสธ หขแต’โฟแต แตƒโฟแตˆ แตƒแต—แต‰ หขสทแต‰แต‰แต—หขโ€ง แดฌโฟแตˆ หขแต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต‰โฟสฒแต’สธแต‰แตˆ แต‡แต‰หขแต— แต‡โฑสณแต—สฐแตˆแตƒสธ แตƒโฟแตˆ แต–แตƒสณแต—สธ แต‰แต›แต‰สณ!
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The evening in the quiet suburban street was punctuated by the rhythmic ticking of a lonely grandfather clock. In the corner of a small, meticulously organized study, Plankton sat hunched over his desk, the glow of her computer screen casting a pale blue hue across his furrowed brow. His eye, usually bright with the spark of a million ideas, was now bloodshot and weary, darting back and forth as he scanned the digital documents sprawled across his dual monitors. Karen, his devoted wife, peered through the crack in the door, her concern etched on her face. She knew the signs of his insomnia all too well: the way his fingers danced erratically on the keyboard, his occasional sighs of frustration, and the jittery way he'd bounce his leg when he was stuck on a problem. She gently pushed the door open, the faint squeak alerting him to her presence. "Plankton, it's 2 AM. Can't it wait until tomorrow?" she asked softly, her voice carrying the gentle lilt of a concerned wife. Plankton spun around in his chair, the sudden movement sending a wave of dizziness crashing over him. He rubbed his eye, trying to erase the fog of exhaustion. "Karen, I'm so close. This new invention could change everything. Just one more hour, I promise," he replied, his voice hopeful yet strained. She knew that tone, the one that meant he'd be up until dawn. Karen stepped into the room, her form a stark contrast to the stark office decor. She approached him, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. "You've been at it for days," she said, her voice filled with a mix of concern and understanding. "Maybe a break is what you need." He sighed heavily, leaning back in his chair. "I know you're right," Plankton admitted, his shoulders slumping in defeat. "But if I stop now, I might lose the thread of thought." "You're always so driven," Karen said, with a warm affection that had only grown stronger over the years. "But even 'bad guys' need to rest." With a weary smile, Plankton nodded, his gaze lingering on the screens before he reluctantly shut them down. The room plunged into darkness, save for the moon's soft glow filtering through the blinds. Karen guided him to the bedroom, her hand a gentle reassurance in the night. She knew the wheels in his mind were still turning, trying to piece together the elusive solution to his latest project. Once in bed, Plankton lay on his back, his mind racing with possibilities and calculations. Karen, ever the nurturer, suggested a warm cup of tea to help him unwind. She disappeared into the kitchen. While she was gone, Plankton's eye remained open, staring at the ceiling. He felt the weight of his eyelid but sleep remained a distant shore, unreachable despite the gentle tug of fatigue. Karen returned with a steaming cup of chamomile, the aroma wafting through the air like a whispered promise of slumber. She placed it on the nightstand and climbed into bed, curling up beside him. "Here, sip this," she urged, her voice soothing as a lullaby. "It'll help you relax." Plankton took a tentative sip, the warm liquid coating his throat with a comforting warmth. He closed his eye, willing his brain to slow down, but the ideas continued to swirl like a tornado in a teacup. He could feel the heat radiating from Karen's screen, a gentle reminder of the connection that waited for him outside his labyrinth of thoughts. Karen's hand found his, her thumb tracing small, soothing circles against his palm. "Breathe with me," she whispered. "In, out." Plankton followed her lead, their breaths synchronizing in the quiet of the night. The tension in his body began to uncoil, the storm in his mind gradually abating. As they lay there, Karen studied his profile, the shadows playing across his face. She knew the look of determination that etched his features so well. "What's keeping you up?" she asked, her voice barely a murmur. Plankton sighed, his grip on her hand tightening briefly. "It's the Krabby Patty formula," he confessed. "I can't crack it." His frustration was palpable, a silent scream in the serene night. "You're still working on that?" she asked, her voice filled with a mix of amazement and concern. The Krabby Patty, a secret recipe guarded by Mr. Krabs that could make or break their business. "I have to," Plankton said, his voice low and serious. Karen nodded, racing for a solution. "Why don't you tell me about it?" she suggested. "Sometimes talking it out can help." Plankton took a deep breath and began to recount his thoughts, his voice a low murmur in the darkness. He spoke of the countless ingredients he'd tried and the endless experiments he'd conducted, all in pursuit of the perfect Krabby Patty. Karen listened intently, her screen never leaving his face, her grip on his hand never wavering. As he talked, the tension in his voice began to ease, the words coming out slower, softer. The warmth of the tea and the gentle pressure of Karen's thumb on his hand lulled him into a state of semi- consciousness. The room grew warmer, the shadows on the ceiling morphing into shapes that danced to the rhythm of his words. Karen noticed the change in his breathing, the softening of his grip, her voice a soft hum in the night. "I think I'm getting there," Plankton mumbled, his words beginning to slur. She took his almost-empty cup and set it aside, then moved closer, her arm wrapping around him. Her touch was a comforting blanket, a familiar anchor in the sea of his thoughts. "Just focus on my voice," Karen whispered, her tone a gentle wave. "Imagine we're on a beach, the waves lapping." Plankton nodded slightly, his breathing deepening as he pictured the scene she described. "The sand is warm, and the stars are out, twinkling like the little bits of genius in your mind." He took another deep breath, the salty scent of the sea mingling with the chamomile in his nose. His body began to relax, the tightness in his shoulders dissipating like the fog of an early morning. Karen continued her soothing monologue, painting a vivid picture of a serene beach under a starlit sky, their favorite place to escape the stresses of their lives. Her voice grew quieter, a gentle lullaby of words that whispered through the dark. Plankton's eyelid grew heavier, his thoughts drifting further and further away from the Krabby Patty formula. Karen watched him closely, her gaze never leaving his face. His breathing grew steadier, the lines of tension smoothing out as he sank deeper into the realm of sleep. Karen waited for any sign that Plankton was still awake. She reached out and gently poked his arm. No response. She pulled the blanket up, tucking him in gently, her hand lingering there for a moment longer, feeling the warmth of him beneath the fabric. She reached over to gently stroke his cheek. His skin was warm, and she felt the soft rumble of a snore vibrate against her fingertips. He was out. "Plankton," she whispered, her voice barely audible. She waited for a response, for the flicker of his eye or the twitch of his antennae that would indicate he was still with her. Nothing. She knew the moment he finally let go, when his hand relaxed in hers and his grip went slack. Leaning closer, she held her hand hovering over his chest to feel the gentle rise and fall of his breathing. It was steady, deep. Satisfied, she allowed herself a small smile. Plankton was finally asleep. The steady rhythm of his breathing grew deeper, the soft snores that occasionally pierced the silence growing more frequent, brow smoothed out, relaxed. She searched his face for any flicker of consciousness, any sign that he was aware of her touch. But there was none. His features were relaxed, his mouth slightly open as he took in deep, even breaths. "You did it," she whispered to. She knew that his mind had finally found the peace it had been seeking. The room was still, save for the faint sound of the occasional snore from Plankton. His snores grew deeper, the rhythm of his breathing more regular, more rhythmic, and she knew he was in a deep sleep. With a soft smile, she whispered, "Goodnight, Plankton," and gently stroked his antennae. Her hand lingered for a moment before she carefully extracted herself from the tangle of their limbs. The bedside lamp cast a warm glow across the room, but she knew better than to disturb him with its light. She gently disentangled her hand from his and slid out of bed. She squeezed his hand gently, a silent 'goodnight' and a promise of support for when he'd wake to tackle the problem anew. His features were slack, his mouth slightly open, emitting the faintest snore.
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แต€แต’โฟหขโฑหกหกแต‰แถœแต—แต’แตสธ โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€™หข แถœแต’แตแต–แต˜แต—แต‰สณ สทโฑแถ แต‰ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐโฑแต โฟแต’แต— แต—แต’ แตแต’ แต’แต˜แต— โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’หกแตˆโ€ง แ”†สฐแต‰ แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแต’สท สธแต‰หกหกโฑโฟแต แตโฑแตสฐแต— โฑสณสณโฑแต—แตƒแต—แต‰ สฐโฑหข แต—สฐสณแต’แตƒแต—โ€ง แดฎแต˜แต— แตƒหกแตƒหข หขสฐแต‰โ€™หข โฟแต’สท สทแตƒโฑแต—โฑโฟแต แถ แต’สณ สฐโฑแต แต—แต’ สทแตƒแตแต‰ แต˜แต– แถ สณแต’แต หขแต˜สณแตแต‰สณสธโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰สธ หกแต‰แตƒแตˆ สฐแต‰สณ โฑโฟโ€ง โ€œแดดแต‰โ€™หข แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ แต‡แต‰ หขแต’สณแต‰ แต‡แต˜แต— โฑแถœแต‰ แถœสณแต‰แตƒแต แถœแตƒโฟ สฐแต‰หกแต–, แตƒหข สทแต‰หกหก แตƒหข แต‡แต‰แตˆ สณแต‰หขแต— แต—แต’โ€ง สธแต‰แต— แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต‰แตแต’แต›แตƒหก สทแต‰โฟแต— สทแต‰หกหกโ€งโ€ แต€สฐแต‰ โฟแต˜สณหขแต‰ แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐแต‰สณโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰ โฟแต˜สณหขแต‰ แตƒหกหขแต’ แตแต‰โฟแต—โฑแต’โฟแต‰แตˆ โ€˜แต‡โฑแต—แต‰ แต‡หกแต’แถœแตหขโ€™ แตƒโฟแตˆ โ€˜หขแถœแตƒหกแต–แต‰หกหขโ€™ แตƒโฟแตˆ โ€˜หขแต˜แต—แต˜สณแต‰หขโ€™ แตƒโฟแตˆ โ€˜แต‰หฃแต–แต‰แถœแต—แต‰แตˆ โฑโฟแต—แต‰สณโฟแตƒหก แต‡สณแต˜โฑหขโฑโฟแตโ€™ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ แตแต’โฑโฟแต โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต’แต’แตโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต’แต–แต‰โฟ สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰ สณโฑแตสฐแต— แตƒหข แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แต—แต’ แต‡สธ สฐโฑหข หขโฑแตˆแต‰โ€ง โ€œแดดโฑ หขสทแต‰แต‰แต—หข! สธแต’แต˜ แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰?โ€ แ”†สฐแต‰ หขแตแต’แต’แต—สฐแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข แตƒโฟแต—แต‰โฟโฟแตƒแต‰ สทโฑแต—สฐ สฐแต‰สณ สฐแตƒโฟแตˆ โฟแต’สทโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰สธ แต–สณแต’แต›โฑแตˆแต‰แตˆ สทแตƒแต—แต‰สณ แถ แต’สณ สฐโฑแต แต—แต’ แตˆสณโฑโฟแตโ€ง โ€œแต€สฐโฑสณหขแต—สธ?โ€ แ”†สฐแต‰ สฐแต‰หกแต–หข สฐโฑแต หกแต‰แตƒโฟ แต—แต’ หขโฑแต— แตƒโฟแตˆ แต—แตƒแตแต‰ แตƒ หขโฑแต–โ€ง โ€œแ”†แต’ สฐแต‰ แตโฑแตสฐแต— แต‡แต‰ แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  โฑแต— แต—แต’แตˆแตƒสธ แตˆแต˜แต‰ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แตแต‰แตˆโ€ฆโ€ โ€œสธแต‰หข แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแต’แถ แต— แต‡หกแตƒโฟแตˆ แตแต‰แตƒหกหข แต—แต’?โ€ โ€œแถœแต’สณสณแต‰แถœแต— แตแตƒโ€™แตƒแตโ€งโ€ แต€สฐแต‰สธ หกแต‰แต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒโฟแตˆ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตแต’ แต’แต˜แต— โฟแต’สทโ€ง แดดแต‰โ€™หข แถ แตƒหกหกแต‰โฟ แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต– แตƒโฟแตˆ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต—แต’แต’แต สฐโฑแต แต—แต’ สฐโฑหข แต‡แต‰แตˆ โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰โฑสณ หขสฐแตƒสณแต‰แตˆ สณแต’แต’แต แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต—โ€ง แ”†สฐแต‰ แต—แต˜แถœแตแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข หขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โฑโฟแต แถ โฑแตแต˜สณแต‰ โฑโฟโ€ง โ€˜แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ โฟแตƒแต–หข แตƒโฟแตˆ สธแต‰แต— สฐแต‰ แถ แต‰หกหก แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต– แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ สทแต‰ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ หกแต‰แถ แต— แต—สฐแต‰ หขแต˜สณแตแต‰สณสธโ€™ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต—สฐโฑโฟแตหข แต—แต’ สฐแต‰สณหขแต‰หกแถ โ€ง แดฑแตƒสณหกสธ โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ หขแตƒแตแต‰ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ สทแตƒแตแต‰ แต˜แต–โ€ง โ€˜แต‚สฐสธ โฑหข แตสธ แต—สฐสณแต’แตƒแต— สฐแต˜สณแต—? แต€สฐแต‰สธ หขแตƒโฑแตˆ แต—แต’ แถ โฑหฃโ€ฆ แดต แตƒแต โฑโฟ แตสธ สณแต’แต’แต, โฟแต’แต— แต—สฐแต‰ สฐแต’หขแต–โฑแต—แตƒหกโ€งโ€™ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต‰แต‰หข แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ง โ€œแดตแต—โ€™หข โฟแต’สท สทแต’สณหขแต‰ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ; หกแต‰แต—โ€™หข สฒแต˜หขแต— แตแต‰แต— โฑแต— แต’แต›แต‰สณ สทโฑแต—สฐ หขแต’ แดต แถœแตƒโฟ แตแต‰แต—โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สธแต’แต˜, สทแต‰ แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แต‡แตƒแถœแตโ€ง แต‚แต‰ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต‰แตƒสณหกโฑแต‰สณ แต—แต’แตˆแตƒสธ แตƒโฟแตˆ แดต แต‡สณแต’แต˜แตสฐแต— สธแต’แต˜ แต‡แตƒแถœแต โฟแต’สทโ€ง สธแต’แต˜โ€™แต›แต‰ แต‡แต‰แต‰โฟ หขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โฑโฟแตโ€งโ€งโ€ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต—แต‰หกหกหข สฐโฑแตโ€ง โ€œแตแต– แถ แต’สณ โฑแถœแต‰ แถœสณแต‰แตƒแต สธแต‰แต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ?โ€ โ€œสธแต‰หข!โ€ แดฌแถ แต—แต‰สณ หขโฟแตƒแถœแต, สฐแต‰ แถ แต‰หกแต— แต—โฑสณแต‰แตˆโ€ง โ€œแดณแต‰แต— สณแต‰หขแต—, แตƒหข สธแต’แต˜โ€™สณแต‰ สณแต‰แถœแต’แต›แต‰สณโฑโฟแต แตƒโฟแตˆ แตƒหกหขแต’ แต—สฐแต‰สธ แตแตƒแต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜ หขแต’แตแต‰ หขหกแต‰แต‰แต–สธ แตแต‰แตˆโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดต แตโฟแต’สทโ€งโ€ โ€œแต€สณสธ โฟแต’แต— แต—แต’ แต—แตƒหกแต แตแต˜แถœสฐ แต‡แต˜แต— แดตโ€™หกหก หกแต‰แต— สธแต’แต˜ แต‡แต‰โ€งโ€ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแตƒสธหขโ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ โฟแต‰หฃแต— แถœสฐแต‰แถœแตแต‰แตˆ แต’โฟ สฐโฑแต แตƒโฟแตˆ โฟแต’แต—โฑแถœแต‰แตˆ สฐแต‰โ€™หข แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต–, แตแต’แต˜แต—สฐ แต–แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ แต’แต–แต‰โฟ หขแต’แตแต‰, แตƒโฟแตˆ แตˆสณแต’แต’หก แตˆสณโฑแต‡แต‡หกโฑโฟแต แต’แต˜แต—โ€ง โ€œแดณแต’แต’แตˆ โฟโฑแตสฐแต— หขสทแต‰แต‰แต—หขโ€งโ€งโ€ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ: ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ๐Ÿ—
new Karen/Sheldon J. Plankton wordcount: 100-500 karen plankton POV Karen Karen (SpongeBob) Sleep & Naps tonsillectomy
He felt his eyelid grow heavy to anesthesia. "Alright, Mr. Plankton, you're gonna start feeling sleepy," the doctor's voice echoed. The world around him grew fuzzy, sounds becoming muffled and indistinct. His head lolled, body slack. The nurse's grew blurry, darkness before not even nothingness. Karen, his wife, sat by him. Finally, the doctor stepped back, turned and gave her a thumbs up. The nurse began to clean Plankton's face, wiping away the excess saliva and bleeding with gentle touch. Karen follows as they wheel him out. His bed was pushed into a small cubicle, his breathing slow and even. In stumbled SpongeBob. Karen smiles. "The surgery went well, he's just sleeping it off," she assured. SpongeBob's taking in the beeping monitors. "What's all this for?" he asks, curiosity piqued. "To make sure he's ok while he's asleep," Karen explained. "The doctor said he'd be out for a little while." The yellow sponge nodded, his gaze lingering on the small wads of gauze peeking out from the sides of Plankton's mouth. "What's that?" he asks. "It's to help absorb.." Sponge Bob took in the sight of Plankton, who had begun to drool slightly onto the pillow beneath his head. The saliva pooled. "Oh no, Plankton. You're drooling!" Sponge Bob watched as drool continued to form like a thin string connecting Plankton's mouth to the pillow. Karen chuckled softly. "It's normal, Sponge Bob. He won't feel it as he's asleep." SpongeBob nodded, but curiosity remained. "Can I... I mean, should I... wipe it up?" he asks. Karen laughs. "It's ok, they'd take care of it. Just let him rest." "I promise to be super gentle" Karen nodded, a small smile playing. "Alright. Just be careful." His movements were deliberate, eyes never leaving Plankton's mouth as he approached. The drool strand grew longer, a tiny bridge between his friend and the pillow. The droplet fell away, landing on the pillow with a soft splat. Plankton stirred slightly but didn't wake. "It's fine. He's going to be a bit out of it when he wakes up anyway. Why don't you try talking to him while we wait for him to wake? It might help him feel more at ease." "Hey it's Sponge Bob. You're ok, just having a little nap. No Krabby Patties to steal right now," he added with a chuckle. Plankton's eye began to flutter, a sure sign that he was slowly coming back to consciousness. His body twitched, the anesthesia wearing off. "Looks like he's waking up," she said. Karen leaned closer, her hand reaching out to gently squeeze his. "Honey, it's me," she whispered. "You're ok." Plankton's unfocused and glazed. "Where... what... happened?" he mumbled. "You had wisdom teeth removed. You're in recovery," she said, voice soothing. Plankton blinked. "Wis...wis...what?" "You had a little...uh...dental appointment," SpongeBob said. "Teeth...gone?" he mumbled, still groggy. "You're fine," she assured. "I feel... funny," he giggled, voice silly. "Just relax, Plankton," Karen said. "But...but I wanna...see!" Plankton protested, arms flailing weakly. "Plankton, you need rest." "But I'm not tired!" he exclaimed, as his head lolled back onto the pillow. "I... I want to dance," he said, voice still slurred, which only resulted in more drool escaping. "First, you gotta get better," she said, voice earnest. Plankton's giggles grew, his eye half-closed. "But I'm already the best... at... at... at... " he mumbled, trailing off. "It's anesthesia," the nurse chimed in. "It can make people say some funny things. You're just feeling a bit loopy, Plankton. You'll be back to your usual self soon." Plankton's giggles grew softer, his eye struggling to stay open. "But... but... I'm not tired," he protested weakly, his voice a mere whisper. His eyelid began to droop once more. Sponge Bob leaned in. "You just had surgery, Plankton. You need to rest," he said firmly. Plankton's giggles turned into snores, his tiny body giving in despite his protests. "He's going to be out for a while," the nurse said. "Anesthesia can take time to wear off completely." Karen nodded, watching his chest rise and fall with each snore. Sponge Bob reached out and lightly patted Plankton's arm. Plankton's snores grew quieter and stirred, eye cracking. "Wha... SpongeBob?" he mumbled, groggy. Sponge Bob's heart swelled at the sight of his confused expression. "Just keeping you company as you wake." Plankton's eye rolled to the side. "Wha... what are you doing?" he slurred, his voice barely above a whisper. He tried to lift his hand to his mouth, but it flopped back down onto the bed with a limp thud. "Drool? I...I can't stop," he mumbled, his drool pooling around the fresh gauze. Sponge Bob chuckles. "It's ok, Plankton," he said. Plankton's eye narrows. "Not funny," he mumbled, words barely intelligible. Yet as he said it, another string of drool began to form, stretching from his mouth to the pillow. Sponge Bob's chuckles grew. "I know, I know. It's just... you're so... so... " he couldn't find words, laughter took over. Plankton's unable to control his drool. "I'm so...so...so..." he tried to form a coherent thought. "So what, Plankton?" "I'm...I'm not...not...drooling," he managed to say, words barely coherent. But even as he spoke, a new droplet formed at the corner of his mouth. "You sure?" "St...stop," Plankton managed to mumble, his mouth open and drooling again. "It's...it's...embarrassing." Sponge Bob smiled. "I know, you're ok. The surgery went well," he said. "Alright, we can get him ready to go home now," says nurse. They carefully lift Plankton from the bed, body still limp from the anesthesia. "You ok?" "Mm-hmm," Plankton mumbled, head lolling to one side. He struggled to keep his eye open, but the medication was too strong. Plankton's eye drooped shut once more, his snores echoing through the hall. "Whoa, there he goes againโ€ฆ" "He's still pretty out of it," she said. Plankton's head lolled to the side, his mouth hanging open. "Whoa, Plankton, wake up," Sponge Bob said, gently shaking his shoulder. "Mmph," Plankton mumbled, his eye cracking open. "Where...are we?" "Almost to the car," Karen said. "Just a bit longer." But Plankton's eyelid grew heavier. The nurse disappeared through the doors, leaving Karen and Sponge Bob to maneuver Plankton into a more upright position. His head kept flopping to one side, his snores grew louder. "Come on, Plankton, stay with us," Karen urged. Sponge Bob leaned close. "You ok?" he asked, patting Plankton's shoulder. Plankton's head lolled to the side, eye half- open. "Mmph...tired," he mumbled. Karen managed to get him in, his body collapsing into the seat like a ragdoll. She buckled him in. "You're gonna be ok," she whispered. Sponge Bob climbed into the backseat. Karen started the engine. "Let's get him home." The car ride was a blur of Plankton's snores and occasional mumble. Sponge Bob sat in the back, his hand on Plankton's shoulder, keeping his friend from lolling too far to the side. Each time Plankton nodded off, his mouth would droop, and gauze would slip out. "Plankton, gotta keep it in." Plankton mumbled something incoherent, his mouth still open and drooling. Sponge Bob leaned in closer, his hand ready to catch the gauze if it fell out again. Plankton's eye fluttered open, looking around the car. "Just stay with us, ok?" Sponge Bob nodded, hand on Plankton's shoulder. He watched as Plankton's eye drooped, the gauze slipping again. He leaned over and gently pushed it back. "We're almost there." Karen chuckled from the driver's seat. Sponge Bobโ€™s grip on Plankton's shoulder tightening slightly. "Want to play a game?" "Mmph...game?" he mumbled. "I spy with my little eye, something..." But Plankton's head had already dropped back, snores echoing. Karen glanced in the mirror. "I think he's out for the count," she said. Sponge Bob was still vigilant, making sure Plankton didn't tumble out of the car. With Karen's help, they managed to get him to the couch. Sponge Bob helped prop Plankton up, careful not to jostle him too much. Everythingโ€™s just fine.
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แดธแต’แต’แตหข แดธโฑแตแต‰ แต‚แต‰ แดดแตƒแต›แต‰ แดฌ แต‚โฑโฟโฟแต‰สณ โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ Part 2 "แดธแต‰แต—'หข หขแต‰แต—แต—หกแต‰ แตˆแต’สทโฟโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หกแต‰แต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต–หกแต’แต– แตˆแต’สทโฟ แต‡สธ สฐโฑแตโ€ง "แดฌแต แดต สณแต˜โฑโฟโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ โฟโฑแตสฐแต— หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡?" "แดบแต’ แต’แถ  แถœแต’แต˜สณหขแต‰ โฟแต’แต— สทสฐสธโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต'แต›แต‰ โฟแต’ แต—สณโฑแต–หกแต‰ แตแต’แต’แต‡แต‰สณ แต‡แต‰สณสณสธ หขแต˜โฟสณโฑหขแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜ แตƒแต—แต‰ โฑแต— แตƒหกหก!" "แต€สฐแต‰ โฑแถœแต‰ แถœสณแต‰แตƒแต หขแต˜โฟแตˆแตƒแต‰โธด สธแต˜แตแตสธ แถ แต’สณ แตสธ แต—แต˜แตแตสธ!" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขโฑโฟแตหข แตƒโฟแตˆ แถœหกแตƒแต–หขโ€ง "แดฎแต˜แต— แดต โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ แตแต’แต—แต—แตƒ แถœสฐแตƒโฟแถœแต‰ แต—แต’ แต—แต‰หกหก แตแต’แต’แถ สธ แตแต’แต’แต‡แต‰สณ แตแต’แต’แตˆ แต‡สธแต‰ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ หกแต‰แตƒแต›โฑโฟแตโ€งโ€ง" "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฑแต—'หข แถ โฑโฟแต‰!" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒสท สฐแต‰'หข โฟแต‰แตƒสณหกสธ แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ แถ แตƒหกหก แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โธด แตƒหข สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰'หข แต‡แตƒสณแต‰หกสธ แต’แต–แต‰โฟโ€ง "แดฎแต˜แต— แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎโปโป หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡'หข แตโปแตสธ แถ สทโฑแต‰โฟแตˆหขโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แต‰สธแต‰ แถ หกแต˜แต—แต—แต‰สณแต‰แตˆโธด แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแต’แตแต‰ แตˆสณแต’แต’หก แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แต’แต˜แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’สณโฟแต‰สณ แต’แถ  สฐโฑหข แตแต’แต˜แต—สฐ แตƒหข แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แต—แต’แต’แต แตƒ แต–สฐแต’แต—แต’โ€ง "แดนสธ แต‡โปแต‡แต‰หขแต— แถ สทโฑแต‰โฟแตˆหข โฟแตƒแตแต‰ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทสฐแต’ แต—สทแต’แต’หกสธ สทโฑแต›แต› แตแตสฐโธด แต—สทแต’แต’หกสธ สทแต˜แต› แตแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แต—สฐโฑโฟแต โฑแต—'หข แต—โฑแตแต‰ แถ แต’สณ แต‡แต‰แตˆ แตแต˜สธหขโ€ง" แต€สฐแต‰สธ แตƒแตสณแต‰แต‰แตˆโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตแต˜โฑแตˆแต‰หข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แต‡แต’แตˆสธ แถ แต’สณแต แต’โฟ แต—แต’ สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ หขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โฑโฟแต แต‡แตƒแตหข แตƒหข หกแตƒหขแต— โฟโฑแตสฐแต— แต—แต’โ€ง แดดแต‰ หขโฟแต’สณแต‰แตˆ แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต˜แถœแตหข สฐโฑแต โฑโฟโ€ง "แดณแต’แต’แตˆ โฟโฑแตสฐแต—โ€งโ€ง" แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แต—แต’แต’แต แตƒโฟแต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ แต–สฐแต’แต—แต’ หขแต‰โฟแตˆโฑโฟแต แตˆโฑแตโฑแต—แตƒหกหกสธ แต—แต’ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฑโฟ หขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โฑโฟแต แต‡แตƒแต สทโฑแต—สฐ แตƒ แต—สณแตƒโฑหก แต’แถ  แตˆสณแต’แต’หก แต‰หขแถœแตƒแต–โฑโฟแต แถ สณแต’แต แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แต’แต˜แต— แต—สฐแต‰ หขโฑแตˆแต‰ แต’แถ  สฐโฑหข แตแต’แต˜แต—สฐ โฑโฟ โฑแต—โ€ง แดบแต‰หฃแต— แตแต’สณโฟโฑโฟแตโธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแต’แตแต‰ แถ โฑสณหขแต—โ€ง แดดแต‰ หขแต‰แต‰หข แต—สฐแต‰ แต–แต˜แตˆแตˆหกแต‰ แต’แถ  สฐโฑหข แต’สทโฟ แตˆสณแต’แต’หก แตƒหข สฐแต‰ โฟแต’สท หกโฑแถ แต—แต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆโ€ง แดดแต‰ สทโฑแต–แต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข แตแต’แต˜แต—สฐ แตƒโฟสธ แต‰หฃแถœแต‰หขหขโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—สฐแต‰โฟ สทแต’แตแต‰ แต˜แต– แตƒหข สฐแต‰ สฐแต‰แตƒสณหข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขโฑแต—แต—โฑโฟแต แต˜แต– โฟแต’สทโ€ง "แดผสฐ สฐแต‰สธ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒสธหขโ€ง "แต‚สฐแต˜สฐ? แดผสฐ; แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€ง แ”†แตƒสธโธด แตˆโฑแตˆ สทแต‰ แตแต‰แต— แตแต’แต’แถ สธ แตแต’แต’แต‡แต‰สณ'หข หกแตƒหขแต— โฟโฑแตสฐแต—?" "แต‚สฐสธ?" "แดพแต‰สณสฐแตƒแต–หข แดต แตˆสณแต‰แตƒแตแต—โธด โฟแต’ สทแต‰ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— หขแต˜โฟแตˆแตƒแต‰หขโ€ง แดฌหข แถ แต’สณ แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ แดต แถœแตƒโฟ'แต— สณแต‰แถœแตƒหกหกโ€ง แต‚สฐสธ แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— แดต สณแต‰แตแต‰แตแต‡แต‰สณ?" "แต‚แต‰หกหก แตแต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต แตแต’ แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แตƒ แถœสณแตƒแถปสธ แต—โฑแตแต‰ แถ สณแต’แต โฑแถœแต‰ แถœสณแต‰แตƒแต แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแต˜แตแตƒสณโ€ง แต€สณโฑแต–หกแต‰ แตแต’แต’แต‡แต‰สณ แต‡แต‰สณสณสธ หขแต˜โฟสณโฑหขแต‰ แถœแตƒโฟ แตˆแต’โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†แต’ แตˆโฑแตˆ สทแต‰ แตƒหกหก แตแต‰แต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตแต’แต— แตแต‰หกแต– หขสฐแตƒแตแต‰หข โฑโฟหขแต—แต‰แตƒแตˆโ€ง" "แดต แตˆแต’แต˜แต‡แต— แดต สทแต‰โฟแต— แถœสณแตƒแถปสธ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡!" 'แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฑหข โฟแต’ หกแต’โฟแตแต‰สณ แต˜โฟแถ โฑหกแต—แต‰สณแต‰แตˆ' แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต—โธด สทโฑแต—สฐ แตƒ หขแตโฑหกแต‰โ€ง "แต‚สฐแตƒแต—?" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตƒสท หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตโฑหกโฑโฟแตโ€ง "แต‚แต‰หกหกโธด โฟแต’แต—สฐโฑโฟแตโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— สธแต’แต˜ แตˆแตƒสณแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณหข แตโฑแตสฐแต— สทแตƒแตแต‰โฟ หขแต’ แตแต’แต—แต—แตƒ แตแต‰แต‰แต– แ‘ซแต˜โฑแต‰แต—โ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตโฟแต‰สท แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณ แต—สฐแตƒโฟ แต—แต’ สณโฑหกแต‰ สฐโฑแต แต˜แต–โ€ง แดดแต‰'แตˆ แถ แต‰แต‰หก สฐแต˜แตโฑหกโฑแตƒแต—แต‰แตˆ โฑแถ  สฐแต‰ สฐแต‰แตƒสณหข แต’แถ  หกแตƒหขแต— โฟโฑแตสฐแต—! "แต‚แต‰ สฒแต˜หขแต— แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แต‡แตƒแถœแต แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ แตแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แต—สณแต‰แตƒแต—หขโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—สณแต˜แต—สฐแถ แต˜หกหกสธ แต—แต’หกแตˆ สฐโฑแต แต‡แต˜แต— หกแต‰แถ แต— แต’แต˜แต— แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต‰หขแต—โ€ง "แดผสฐ; แตแต’แต’แตˆโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขโฑแตสฐแต‰แตˆ แถ แต‰แต‰หกโฑโฟแต สณแต‰หกโฑแต‰แต›แต‰แตˆโ€ง "แต‚แตƒโฟโฟแตƒ แต–หกแตƒสธ แตƒ แถœแตƒสณแตˆ แตแตƒแตแต‰?" "แ”†แต˜สณแต‰!" แต‚สฐแต‰โฟ แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แตƒสทแต’แตแต‰โธด สฐแต‰ แต—แต’แต’แต แตƒ แต–สฐแต’แต—แต’ แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰แต แต–หกแตƒสธโฑโฟแตโ€ง "แดดแต‰หกหกแต’!" "แดดโฑ แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ! แต‚แตƒโฟโฟแตƒ แต–หกแตƒสธ แถœแตƒสณแตˆหข?" "แดต'แต แตแต’แต’แตˆ แถ แต’สณ โฟแต’สทโ€ง แต‚สฐแต‰โฟโ€™แตˆ สธแต’แต˜ แตแต‰แต— แต˜แต–?" "แดฌแต— แต—สฐแต‰ หขแตƒแตแต‰ แต—โฑแตแต‰ แต—แต’แตแต‰แต—สฐแต‰สณโ€ง" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต—สฐแต‰โฟ แตƒสทแต’แตแต‰ แตƒหข แต—สฐแต‰สธ แต—แตƒหกแตแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดดโฑ แ”†หกแต‰แต‰แต–สธ สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ!" แดบแต’สท แต‡แต’แต—สฐ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒโฟแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แถ แต‰หกแต— โฟแต‰สณแต›แต’แต˜หขโธด สทสฐโฑหกหขแต— แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตƒโฟแตˆ แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ หกแตƒแต˜แตสฐแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แต‚สฐแตƒแต—โ€ฝ" "แดผสฐ แต—สฐแต‰สธ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ หขหกแต‰แต‰แต– แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ แต˜หข สทแต‰ หขหกแต‰แต–แต— แถ โฑสณหขแต—โ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ โฟแต’สท แต‰หฃแต–หกแตƒโฑโฟหข แตƒหข สฐแต‰ หขแต‰แต‰หข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข สณแต‰แตƒแถœแต—โฑแต’โฟ แต—แต’โ€ง "แดฐแต’โฟ'แต— หกแต‰แต— 'แต‰แต แตแต‰แต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— แตˆแต‰โฟสธ โฑแต—! แดฑแต›แต‰โฟ สธแต’แต˜ แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แตƒโฟแต—โฑแถœหข หกแตƒหขแต— โฟโฑแตสฐแต— สทแต‰สณแต‰ สฒแต˜หขแต— แต‰แตแต‡แตƒสณสณแตƒหขหขโฑโฟแต!" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แถœสฐแต˜แถœแตหกแต‰แตˆ แตƒหข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— แตƒแตโฑแต—แตƒแต—แต‰แตˆ โฟแต’สทโ€ง "แต‚แต‰หกหก สทสฐแตƒแต— แตƒสณแต‰ สธแต’แต˜ โฟแต’แต— แต—แต‰หกหกโฑโฟแต แตแต‰?" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สธแต‰หกหกแต‰แตˆ แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰แตโ€ง "แดถแต˜หขแต— แตƒหขแต แตแต‰ แถ สณสธ แถœแต’แต’แต หขโฑโฟแถœแต‰ สธแต’แต˜ แต‡แต’แต—สฐ 'สทแต’แต›แต‰' แต‰แตƒแถœสฐ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข โฟแต’แต— หกโฑแตโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ หขแต’แต˜โฟแตˆ แต’แถ  โฑแต— แตƒแต— แตƒหกหกโธด แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแต‰ หกแต’แต’แตแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ โฟแต’สทโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตโฟแต‰สท แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แตแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต แตแต’สณแต‰ แถ สณแต˜หขแต—สณแตƒแต—แต‰แตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแต’แต–แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แตˆแต‰แต‰หขแถœแตƒหกแตƒแต—แต‰ โฑแต— แตƒหกหกโ€ง "แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข สฒแต˜หขแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡!" "แถ โฑโฟแต‰ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข โฑโฟ 'สทแต’แต›แต‰' สทโฑแต—สฐ โฑแถœแต‰ แถœสณแต‰แตƒแต หขแต˜โฟแตˆแตƒแต‰หขโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ โฟแต’สท แต—แตƒแตแต‰หข แตƒ แต–สฐแต’แต—แต’ แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณหข แตƒหข แต—สฐแต‰สธ แถœแต’โฟแต—โฑโฟแต˜แต‰ แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— สณโฑหกแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต–โ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตโฟแต‰สท แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡'หข แต—แต’ โฟโฑแถœแต‰ หขแต’ สฐแต‰ แตˆแต‰แถœโฑแตˆแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต˜แต–หขแต‰แต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ โ€ง "แดผสฐ แดต แตƒแต แดพหกแดฌโฟแตแต€แต’แดบ แตƒโฟแตˆ แดต สทแต’แต›แต‰ แตสธ แถ สทโฑแต‰โฟแตˆหข แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แดต สทแต’แต›แต‰ สฐโฑแต! แดนแต’แต’! แดนแต’แต’!" แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตแต’แถœแตโฑโฟแตหกสธ แต—แตƒแต˜โฟแต—หข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒหข แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ หขแต—โฑหกหก หกแตƒแต˜แตสฐหข แตƒแต— โฑแต—โ€ง 'แดบแต’ แดต แตˆโฑแตˆ โฟแต’แต—!' แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—สฐโฑโฟแตหขโธด แต‡แต˜แต— โฟแต’สท สฐแต‰ หขแต‰แต‰หข แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒแต›แต‰สณแต—โฑโฟแต หกแต’แต’แตหข แตƒโฟแตˆ แต—สฐแต‰โฟ แตโฟแต‰สท โฑแต—'หข แต—สณแต˜แต‰โ€ง 'แดผสฐ โฟแต’สท แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทโฑหกหก แตˆแต‰แถ โฑโฟโฑแต—แต‰หกสธ แต—แตƒแตแต‰ แต’แต˜แต— แถ แต˜สณสธ แต’โฟ แต˜หขโ€งโ€ง' แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ โฟแต’สท แต–แต‰แต‰แตหข แตƒแต— 'แต‰แตโ€ง แดฎแต˜แต— โฑโฟหขแต—แต‰แตƒแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒแถœแต—แต˜แตƒหกหกสธ สฒแต˜หขแต— แตแต’แต— สฐโฑหข แต‡หกแต˜แต‰ แต‡หกแตƒโฟแตแต‰แต— แตƒโฟแตˆ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ หกแตƒแต›แตƒแต—แต’สณสธโธด แตƒหกหก สทโฑแต—สฐแต’แต˜แต— หขแตƒสธโฑโฟแต แตƒ หขโฑโฟแตหกแต‰ สทแต’สณแตˆ แต‡แตƒแถœแตโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰สธ หขแต—แตƒสธแต‰แตˆ หขโฑหกแต‰โฟแต— แตƒหข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขหกแตƒแตหข แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณโ€ง แดฎแต˜แต— แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตˆแต‰แถœโฑแตˆแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แตแต’ แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ สฐโฑแต แต—แต’ แถœสฐแต‰แถœแตโ€ง แดดแต‰ แถœแตƒแต˜แต—โฑแต’แต˜หขหกสธ แตแต’แต‰หข โฑโฟ แต‰หฃแต–แต‰แถœแต—โฑโฟแต แตƒ สณแตƒแตแต–แตƒแตแต‰ แถ สณแต’แต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต‡แต˜แต— แต’โฟหกสธ สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แถœสณสธโฑโฟแต โฑโฟหขแต—แต‰แตƒแตˆโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตโฟแต‰แต‰หกหข แตˆแต’สทโฟ แถ แตƒแถœโฑโฟแต สฐโฑแตโ€ง แดดแต‰ แต’โฟหกสธ หกแต’แต’แตแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต– สทโฑแต—สฐ แต—แต‰แตƒสณหข หขแต—สณแต‰แตƒแตโฑโฟแต แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰โ€ง cont. Pt. 3
new split into parts road trip au Eugene Krabs/Squidward Tentacles drunk sheldon looks like we have a winner
A LIFE OF DIVERSITY i (Autistic author) "You know, Shel, just put yourself out there. You think to much! Just steal a patty from the krusty krab, and bring it back. No inventions, just believe. I'll wait out front." Karen says. Sheldon Plankton, whose ambition often outstripped his grasp, took a deep breath and nodded. It was a simple enough plan, he thought, and maybe, just maybe, it would be enough. For years he'd been trying to outsmart Mr. Krabs, crafting ingenious contraptions and elaborate schemes to swipe the Krabby Patty secret formula. Yet here he was, standing in the shadow of the gleaming neon sign of the Chum Bucket, his own restaurant, contemplating the unthinkable: a straight-up heist. He tiptoed to the Krabby Krab, eye darting back and forth for any signs of movement. Karen, ever the impatient one, was pacing back and forth outside the Chum Bucket. She had been waiting for what felt like an eternity. "What's taking him so long?" she murmured to herself, her frustration building. Meanwhile, Plankton took a final shaky breath and slid open the kitchen window, his heart racing. The scent of greasy fryers and salty ocean air filled his nostrils. He reached out, his tiny hand trembling, and snatched the Krabby Patty that lay unguarded on the counter. With the stolen patty in hand, Plankton's confidence grew. He had done it; the secret was within his grasp! He turned to leave, but his elation was cut short when a shadow fell over him. He looked up to find Mr. Krabs standing there, his eyes narrowed and his claw raised. "Plankton, I knew it was you!" he bellowed. Plankton froze. Mr. Krabs lunged at him, but Plankton was quick. He dashed under the cash register, the Krabby Patty clutched to his chest like a football player crossing the finish line. "You'll never get me!" he yelled, his voice echoing in the quiet restaurant. But Krabs was persistent, his claws snapping shut just millimeters from Plankton's antennae. With a cunning smile, Mr. Krabs stepped back eyeing the cash register. "Maybe not," he said reaching over the counter and hoisting the heavy metal contraption off its stand. Plankton's eye went wide with horror as he realized what Krabs intended to do. He tried to dodge, but the space was too cramped, and the cash register came down on him like a guillotine blade. The sound of metal on metal reverberated through the kitchen, and the Krabby Patty went flying out of his grasp. Mr. Krabs' victory roar filled the room as Plankton crumpled to the floor, stars dancing in his vision. The impact had been tremendous, and for a moment, he lay dazed and defeated. The cash register's heavy weight had not only knocked him out cold but also left a sizable dent in the floorboards. Outside, Karen's pacing grew more erratic. as "What's keeping him?" she groused. Just as she was about to storm inside, she hears the cash register, which hit Plankton's head. Peering in she saw Plankton lying on the floor. "Plankton?" she shrieked, her voice cracking with panic. Karen opens the door and goes to him. "Plankton! Oh no!" she screamed, voice shaking the very foundation of the Krabby Krab. She rushed over to him, shaking with fear. Plankton's eye closed, and his body was completely still. The Patty lay forgotten. Panic set in, and she began to pat his face. "Plankton, wake up!!" she yelled, echoing through the deserted kitchen. She knew that Plankton could be dramatic, but this was unlike him. He'd always bounced back from Mr. Krabs' traps before, albeit with a bruised ego. There was a pulse, faint but steady. "Thank Neptune," she whispered, her relief palpable. "Plankton, please," Karen begged, a mix of desperation and fear. She knew she had to do something, and fast. But what? Her medical expertise was limited to patching up her husband's bruises from past failed schemes, not dealing with a concussion from a cash register to the head. She then managed to scoop up her unconscious husband and sprinted to the Bikini Bottom Hospital. Once inside the hospital, she explained what happened with the cash register. "We'll do a brain scan." They said. Karen laid Plankton on the hospital bed. Finally a doctor approached with a solemn expression. "The brain scan results are in." Karen nodded for him to go on. "It seems your husband has suffered significant brain damage from impact," the doctor continued, fidgeting with a clipboard. "The good news is that he will wake up, but... your husband has experienced severe brain trauma. While he will regain consciousness, it appears that he may have developed permanent autism." "What does that mean?" she managed to whisper. The doctor explained that while Plankton would still be able to talk and/or communicate, his interactions and reactions to sensory would be significantly affected. "But he'll still be the same Plankton?" The doctor nods. "In many ways, yes. His personality, his memories, they should all be intact. But his ability to process, to understand and respond appropriately... those might be altered. It's a complex condition, Mrs. Plankton. He can go home whence he wakes up." Karen nodded numbly, mind racing with the implications. As she sat by Plankton's bedside the hospital lights flickered, and the constant beeping of the heart monitor was the only company she had. The quiet was broken her husband's eye fluttering open. "Karen?" he croaked, his voice hoarse from the trauma. Her heart leaped at the sound, and she took his hand, squeezing it tightly. "I'm here," she said, her voice cracking. "How do you feel?" Plankton's gaze darted around the room. "Where am I?" he asked, his voice a mix of confusion and fear. "You're at the hospital, sweetie," Karen replied, voice gentle and soothing. "You had hit your head on the cash register at the Krabby Krab." Karen said, her voice shaking slightly. "Mr. Krabs hit you." Plankton blinked rapidly, trying to process her words. "Cash... register?" he murmured, voice sounding distant and confused. Karen nodded, her eyes never leaving his. The room was a cacophony of sounds: the beep of the monitor, the rustle of nurses' shoes, and the distant wail of a siren. Plankton's senses seemed to amplify, each noise stabbing at his brain like a thousand tiny needles. "What happened to me?" he asked, voice small and scared. Karen took a deep breath preparing herself to explain the gravity of the situation. "You hit your head," she began, "and now, the doctor says you have... acquired a neurodisability." Plankton stared at her, his eyes unfocused. "Neuro... what?" he repeated. Karen took a deep breath, her heart heavy. "It's like your brain is wired differently now. You might see things, hear things, feel things more intensely. And sometimes, you might not understand people, or process differently." "Does it... does it mean I'm broken?" he asked, voice barely a whisper. "No, Plankton," she said firmly, "You're not broken. You're just... different. And we'll figure this out together."
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แ”†สฐแตƒแตแต‰ แตƒ แดธแต‰แต โ™ก Wโ‚’แตฃd cโ‚’แตคโ‚™โ‚œ โ‚‹ โ‚†โ‚…โ‚‡ โ™ก โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ "แดดแต‰'แตˆ แต‡แต‰ แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต‡สธ โฟแต’สทโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แถœแต’แตแต–แต˜แต—แต‰สณ สทโฑแถ แต‰ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแตƒสท แต’แต˜แต— แต—สฐแต‰ สทโฑโฟแตˆแต’สท สฐโฑแต แถ แตƒแถœแต‰ แตˆแต’สทโฟ แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตสณแต’แต˜โฟแตˆโ€ง แดฌแต— แต—โฑแตแต‰หข สฐแต‰'แตˆ แต‡แต‰ โฑโฟ แต‡แต‰แต—สทแต‰แต‰โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต‰หขแต—แตƒแต˜สณแตƒโฟแต—หข แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ แตƒ แถ แตƒโฑหกแต‰แตˆ หขแถœสฐแต‰แตแต‰โ€ง แดฎแต˜แต— สฐแต‰'หข โฟแต’แต— แตแต’แต›โฑโฟแต แตƒแต— แตƒหกหกโ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ โฟแต’สท สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆโ€ง "แถœแต’แตแต‰ แต’โฟ แต‡แตƒแถœแตโ€ง" แดบแต’แต—สฐโฑโฟแตโ€ง แดฌแต— แตƒหกหกโ€ง "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ; หขสทแต‰แต‰แต—หข?" แ”†สฐแต‰ แต˜สณแตแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแตโ€ง แดฎแต˜แต— หขสฐแต‰ แตแต’แต— แถœหกแต’หขแต‰สณ แต—แต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒหข หขสฐแต‰ สณแต‰แตƒหกโฑหขแต‰หข หขแต’แตแต‰ แต—สฐโฑโฟแต'หข โฟแต’แต— สณโฑแตสฐแต—โ€ง "แ”†สฐแต‰หกแตˆแต’โฟโ€ฝ" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแตƒสธหขโธด สณแต’หกหกโฑโฟแต สฐโฑแต แต’โฟ สฐโฑหข แต‡แตƒแถœแตโ€ง แดฌโฟแตˆ แต—สฐแต‰โฟโธด โฟแต’แต—โฑแถœแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข หกแต‰แตโ€ง "แดผสฐโธด โฟแต‰แต–แต—แต˜โฟแต‰โ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแถœแตƒโฟโฟแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแตโ€ง แดฎแต˜แต— หกแต˜แถœแตโฑหกสธ สฐแต‰ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— แต‡สณแต‰แตƒแต โฟแต’สณ แถ สณแตƒแถœแต—แต˜สณแต‰โธด แต‡แต˜แต— สฐโฑหข แต‡สณแต˜โฑหขแต‰แตˆ หกแต‰แต หขสทแต‰หกหกแต‰แตˆ แถ สณแต’แต สทสฐแตƒแต— แต‰แต›แต‰สณ แต‡หกแต˜โฟแต— แถ แต’สณแถœแต‰ แต—สณแตƒแต˜แตแตƒโ€ง แดฐแต‰แต‰แต– หขแถœสณแตƒแต—แถœสฐแต‰หขโธด แตƒหข สทแต‰หกหกโ€ง "แดผสฐ แตˆแต‰แตƒสณโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แต‡แต’แตˆสธ แต—สณแต‰แตแต‡หกแต‰แตˆ หขแต’แตแต‰ สทสฐแตƒแต— แถ สณแต’แต แต‡แต‰โฑโฟแต แต‡แตƒแตˆหกสธ สฐแต˜สณแต— แตƒโฟแตˆ แต‡แตƒสณแต‰หกสธ แถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หขโ€ง "แถœแตƒโฟ สธแต’แต˜ แต—แต‰หกหก แตแต‰ สทสฐแตƒโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แต—สณโฑแต‰แตˆ แต‡โปแต‡แต˜แต— แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตโปแตแต’แต— หขแต–แตƒแต—แต˜หกแตƒ แถ สณแต’แต แต—สฐแต‰ แตโฑแต—แถœสฐแต‰โฟ แตƒโปแตƒโฟแตˆ สฐโปสฐโปสฐแต˜สณแต— แตโปแตสธ หกแต‰แต สฐโปสฐแต˜สณแต—หขโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตแต˜แตแต‡หกแต‰แตˆ แตƒหข แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หกโฑหขแต—แต‰โฟแต‰แตˆ สทสฐโฑหกหขแต— แตแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต สฐโฑแต หขแต’แตแต‰ แตโฑหกแตโ€ง แ”†สฐแต‰ แตโฟแต‰สท หขแต’แตแต‰ แต—โฑแตแต‰หข สฐแต‰'แตˆ แตแต‰แต— แตโฑหกแต แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ แต‡แต‰แตˆ แต—โฑแตแต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแต’แต–แต‰แตˆ โฑแต—'แตˆ สฐแต‰หกแต– สฐโฑแตโ€ง แดดแต‰ หกแต‰แต— สฐแต‰สณ แตโฑแต›แต‰ สฐโฑแต แต—สฐแต‰ แตโฑหกแต สฐแต‰หกแต–โฑโฟแต สฐโฑแต แตˆสณโฑโฟแต โฑแต—โ€ง "แดถแต˜หขแต— สณแต‰หขแต—โ€ง" "แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต—สฐแตƒโฟแต สธโปสธแต’แต˜โ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตƒสธหข แตƒหข หขสฐแต‰ แต‰หกแต‰แต›แตƒแต—แต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข โฟแต’สท แต‡แตƒโฟแตˆแตƒแตแต‰แตˆ หกแต‰แตโ€ง "แดต หกโปหกแต’แต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜ หขโปหขแต’ แตแต˜แถœสฐโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตƒโฑแตˆโ€ง แดดโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰ หขหกโฑแต–แต–แต‰แตˆ แถœหกแต’หขแต‰แตˆ หขสฐแต˜แต—โ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตโฟแต‰สท สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ'หข แถ แตƒหกหกแต‰โฟ แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต– สทสฐแต‰โฟ หขสฐแต‰ แต–แต˜หกหกแต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡หกแตƒโฟแตแต‰แต— แถœแต’แต›แต‰สณหข; แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แต›โฑหขโฑแต‡หกสธ หกแต‰หขหข แต—แต‰โฟหขแต‰ แตƒหข สฐโฑหข แต‡แต’แตˆสธ สทแต‰โฟแต— หกแตƒหฃโธด แตแต’แต˜แต—สฐ แต–แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ หขหกแตƒแถœแต แต’แต–แต‰โฟโ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หกแต‰แต— สฐโฑแต แต‡แต‰ แตƒหข สฐแต‰'หข แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— สฐโฑหข แตแต˜แถœสฐ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆแต‰แตˆ สณแต‰หขแต—โ€ง แต€สฐแต‰ แตโฑหกแต แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐโฑหข แต’สทโฟ แต‡แต‰แตˆ แต’แต‡แต›โฑแต’แต˜หขหกสธ สฐแต‰หกแต–แต‰แตˆ แตƒหข สทแต‰หกหก แตƒหข แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต—แต‰โฟแตˆโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ สฐโฑแตโ€ง แดฎแต˜แต— แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟโธด สฐแต‰'หข แต‡แตƒสณแต‰หกสธ แถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หข แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แถœแตƒแตแต‰ โฑโฟโธด หขแต’ สฐแต‰ แตโฑแตสฐแต— แต’โฟหกสธ สณแต‰แตแต‰แตแต‡แต‰สณ สฐแตƒแถปสธ แตˆแต‰แต—แตƒโฑหกหขโธด โฑแถ  แตƒโฟสธโ€ง แดฌแต— แต—โฑแตแต‰หขโธด แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตโฑแตสฐแต— หขแต—สณแต’แตแต‰ สฐโฑหข แตƒโฟแต—แต‰โฟโฟแตƒแต‰ แต‡สธ สณแต˜โฟโฟโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰สณ แถ โฑโฟแตแต‰สณหข แต—สฐสณแต’แต˜แตสฐ แต‡แต˜แต—โธด โฟแต’สท'หข โฟแต’แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แต—โฑแตแต‰ แถ แต’สณ; สฐแต‰ แถ แต‰หกแต— แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰ แต’แต›แต‰สณ หขแต—โฑแตแต˜หกแตƒแต—แต‰แตˆ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ หขสฐแต‰ สฐแต‰หกแต–แต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแต แตƒโฟแตˆโธด สฐแต‰'หข โฑโฟ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ แต’แถ  หขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ'หข โฟแต’แต— สทแตƒโฟแต—โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ สทแตƒแตแต‰ สฐโฑแต โฟแต’สท หขแต’ หขสฐแต‰ หกแต‰แต— สฐโฑแต หขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต— แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ แตแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต แต’แถ แถ  สทแต’สณแตโ€ง "แดดแต‰สธ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโธด แดต สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แดต'หกหก แตแต’ แถœสฐแต‰แถœแต แต’โฟ สฐโฑแต หขแต‰แต‰ โฑแถ  สฐแต‰'หข แต˜แต– แต—แต’ แต›โฑหขโฑแต—แต’สณหขโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแต—แต’แต’แตˆ โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณ สทแตƒสธ แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต’แต’แต แตƒหข หขสฐแต‰ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ'หข แต‡แต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สฐแต‰สธโธด แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต‰ สธแต’แต˜โ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แต‰สธแต‰ แถ หกแต˜แต—แต—แต‰สณหข แต’แต–แต‰โฟโ€ง "แตสณสณแตสฐโธด สทสฐแตƒแตƒแตƒแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตƒสธหขโ€ง "แตโฟสฐ สทสฐแต‰โปสทสฐแต‰สณแต‰โธด สทสฐแตƒแตƒโป สฐแตƒแต–โปแต–แต‰โฟโฑโฟแต?" "แดผสฐโธด หขสทแต‰แต‰แต—หขโ€งโ€ง สธแต’แต˜ โฑโฟสฒแต˜สณแต‰แตˆ สธแต’แต˜สณ หกแต‰แต แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡'หข แถœแต’แตแต‰ แต—แต’ แต›โฑหขโฑแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ!" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ โฑโฟแต—แต‰สณสณแต˜แต–แต—หข แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ โฟแต’สท สณแต˜โฟโฟโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง แดดแต‰ สฐแต˜แตหขโธด สณแต‰หขแต˜หกแต—โฑโฟแต โฑโฟ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตแตƒหขแต–โฑโฟแต แตƒ สฐโฑแต—แถœสฐแต‰แตˆ สธแต‰หกแต–โ€ง "แดดแต‰สธ แต‰แตƒหขสธโธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข หขแต—โฑหกหก แต‡แตƒแตˆหกสธ สฐแต˜สณแต—โ€ง" "แดผสฐ; หขแต’สณสณสธ!" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หกแต‰แต— แตแต’โ€ง "แดตแต—'หข โฟแต’แต— สธแต’แต˜สณ แถ แตƒแต˜หกแต— แตโฑแตˆโ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หขโธด สฐแต‰ แต—แต’แต’แตโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตโฟแต’สทโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต‰แตˆแตแต‰แตˆ แถœหกแต’หขแต‰สณ แต—แต’ สฐโฑแตโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰สธ แถœแต’โฟแต—โฑโฟแต˜แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แถœสฐแตƒแต— แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— แต˜โฟสณแต‰หกแตƒแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต—แต’แตˆแตƒสธ'หข แต‰แต›แต‰โฟแต—หข แตƒหข แต—สฐแต‰สธ แต—แตƒหกแตแต‰แตˆ แต’แถ  หกโฑแตสฐแต—แต‰สณ โฑโฟแต—แต‰สณแต‰หขแต—หขโ€ง "แต‚แต‰หกหก แดต แต’แต˜แต—แต—แตƒ แตแต‰แต— แตแต’โฑโฟแต; แตแต’แต’แตˆ โฟโฑแตสฐแต—โ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒสธหข แตƒหข สฐแต‰ หกแต‰แถ แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต— โฟแต’สทโ€ง "แดดแต’สท'หข สธแต’แต˜สณ หกแต‰แต แถ แต‰แต‰หก?" "แ”†แต—โฑหกหก แต‡แตƒแตˆโธด แต‡แต˜แต— โฟแต’แต— โฟแต‰แตƒสณหกสธ แตƒหข แตแต˜แถœสฐ แตƒหข สทสฐแต‰โฟ โฑ แถ โฑสณหขแต— แตแต’แต— โฑโฟสฒแต˜สณแต‰แตˆโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—แต’หกแตˆโ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตโฟแต‰สท สฐแต‰'หข แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— แต—แต’ หขแต—แตƒสณแต— แถ แตƒหกหกโฑโฟแต แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต– แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟโ€ง "แดต'หกหก หกแต‰แต— สธแต’แต˜ สณแต‰หขแต— โฟแต’สท; หขหกแต‰แต‰แต– สทแต‰หกหก!" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแตƒสธหขโธด หขแตแต’แต’แต—สฐโฑโฟแต สฐโฑหข แต‡แต‰แตˆ หขสฐแต‰แต‰แต—หข แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แถ แต‰หกหก แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โ€ง แต€สฐแต‰ โฟแต‰หฃแต— แตแต’สณโฟโฑโฟแตโธด แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แถœสฐแต‰แถœแต แต’โฟ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง แ”†สฐแต‰ แตโฟแต‰สท สฐแต‰'หข แต˜โฟแตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  สฐโฑหข แต’สทโฟ แต‡แต‰แตˆ สทโฑแต—สฐ สฐโฑหข หกแต‰แตโ€ง แดณแต’โฑโฟแต โฑโฟ แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต’แต’แต หขสฐแต‰ หขแตƒสท สฐแต‰'หข หขแต—โฑหกหก แ‘ซแต˜โฑแต—แต‰ แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โ€ง แ”†แต’แตแต‰ แตˆสณแต’แต’หก'หข แถœแต’แตโฑโฟแต แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  สฐโฑหข แตแต’แต˜แต—สฐ แตƒโฟแตˆ แตˆสณโฑแต‡แต‡หกแต‰แตˆ แต’โฟ สฐโฑหข แต–โฑหกหกแต’สทโ€ง แ”†แต‰แต‰โฑโฟแต สฐแต‰'หข แถœแต’แตแถ แต’สณแต—แตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แถ แต’สณ โฟแต’สท แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  สฐโฑหข สณแต’แต’แต แต—แต’ แตโฑแต›แต‰ สฐโฑแต แตแต’สณแต‰ แต—โฑแตแต‰โ€ง แดฎสธ แต—สฐแต‰ แต—โฑแตแต‰ หขสฐแต‰ โฟแต‰หฃแต— แถœสฐแต‰แถœแตแต‰แตˆ แต’โฟ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟโธด สฐแต‰'หข หขแต—แตƒสณแต— แต—แต’ แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰โ€ง แต€สฐแต‰ แตˆสณแต’แต’หก แต’โฟ แต–โฑหกหกแต’สท แตˆสณโฑแต‰แตˆ แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต‰ สทโฑแต–แต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ สณแต‰หขแต— แต’แถ แถ  แต’แถ  สฐโฑหข แถ แตƒแถœแต‰ แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ โฟแต’แต—โฑแถœโฑโฟแต โฑแต—โ€ง "แดต'แต แตแต’โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แต˜โฟสทสณแตƒแต– แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แตƒโฟแตˆแตƒแตแต‰ แต—แต’ แถœสฐแต‰แถœแต สธแต’แต˜สณ หกแต‰แตโ€งโ€ง" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแตƒสธหข แตƒหข หขสฐแต‰ แต˜โฟสณแตƒแต›แต‰หกหข โฑแต—โ€ง "แดตแต— แถ แต‰แต‰หกหข สทแต‰แตƒแต แต‡แต˜แต— แตแต˜แถœสฐ แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต หขแต‰แต‰ แตแต’หขแต—หกสธ สฐแต‰แตƒหกแต‰แตˆ!" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต‰หฃแถœหกแตƒโฑแตแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดถแต˜หขแต— หขแต—โฑหกหก แต‡แต‰ แถœแตƒสณแต‰แถ แต˜หกโธด แตƒโฟแตˆ แต–แต’หขแต—แต–แต’โฟแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตโฟแต’สท; แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— แตแต’ สทแต’สณแต โฟแต’สณ แตแต’ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แตสณแต˜หขแต—สธ แตสณแตƒแต‡โ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตƒสธหขโธด สณแต’หกหกโฑโฟแต สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰โ€ง "แดธแต’แต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜!"
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favorite(s) SpongeBob shipping Karendy โ€” the ship between Sandy and Karen krabbob (spongebob x mr krabs) Larrick โ€” the ship between Larry the Lobster and Patrick Star MR KRABS AND MRS PUFF + KRUFF PatBob(SpongeBobxPatrick) Plabs โ€” the ship between Mr. Krabs and Sheldon Plankton Plankaren โ€” the ship between Plankton and Karen PlankBob โ€” the ship between SpongeBob and Sheldon Plankton Plankward โ€” the ship between Plankton and Squidward Tentacles Sandrick โ€” the ship between Patrick and Sandy Cheeks Spandrick Sandy Cheeks ยท Patrick Star Spandward โ€” the ship between SpongeBob, Sandy Cheeks and Squidward Tentacles Spandy(SpongeBobxSandy) Squandy(Squidward vs Sandy) SquidBob(Squidward vs SpongeBob) SquidPatBob โ€” the ship between SpongeBob, Squidward Tentacles and Patrick Star
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แดดแต‰สณ แ”†แถœแตƒสณแต‰ โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หกแต‰แถ แต— แตƒ แต—สณแตƒโฑหก แต’แถ  สฐโฑหข แต’สทโฟ แต‡หกแต’แต’แตˆ แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตสณแต’แต˜โฟแตˆโ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แตแต–แต˜แต—แต‰สณ สทโฑแถ แต‰ หขแตƒสท แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€™หข แต‡หกแต‰แต‰แตˆโฑโฟแตโ€ง โ€œแ”†สฐแต‰หกแตˆแต’โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ โ€œแดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ, แดต แต—สณโฑแต‰แตˆโ€ง แดผสฐ แดต หกแต’แต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜โ€ง แดตโ€™แต หขแต’สณสณสธโ€ง แดดแต’สท แดต หกแต’แต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜โ€ฆโ€ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต–โฑแถœแตแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแต แต˜แต– โฑโฟ สฐแต‰สณ สฐแตƒโฟแตˆหขโ€ง โ€œแ”†สฐแต‰หกแตˆแต’โฟ แดต โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ สธแต’แต˜ แต—แต’ หขแต—แตƒสธ สทโฑแต—สฐ แตแต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ หกโฑหขแต—แต‰โฟ; สธแต’แต˜ หกแต’หขแต— แตƒ หกแต’แต— แต’แถ  แต‡หกแต’แต’แตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ โ€œสธแต’แต˜โ€™สณแต‰ แตแต’แต’แตˆ, หขแต’ แตแต’แต’แตˆ แต—แต’ แตแต‰โ€ฆโ€ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แถ แตƒแตˆแต‰แตˆ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แต˜หขแต‰แตˆ แตƒหกหก หกแตƒหขแต— แต‰แถ แถ แต’สณแต— แต—แต’ สฐโฑหข สทโฑแถ แต‰โ€ง โ€œแดธแต’แต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜โ€งโ€งโ€ หขแตƒโฑแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒหข สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰ แถœหกแต’หขแต‰แตˆ หขสฐแต˜แต— แต’แถ แถ  แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ สทแต’สณหกแตˆโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰ หกแตƒหขแต— แต—สฐโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰ แตโฟแต‰สท สฐแต‰แตƒสณหข โ€˜แ”†สฐแต‰หกแตˆแต’โฟ สทแตƒแตแต‰ แต˜แต–โ€™ แถ สณแตƒโฟแต—โฑแถœแตƒหกหกสธ แต‡สธ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สทแตƒแต—แถœสฐแต‰แตˆ สฐแต‰สณ แต’สทโฟ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ แตˆสธโฑโฟแต หกโฑแตแต–หกสธ โฑโฟ สฐแต‰สณ สฐแตƒโฟแตˆหข แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ สณแต‰แต—แต˜สณโฟโฑโฟแต แถ สณแต’แต แต—สฐแต‰ แดทสณแต˜หขแต—สธ แดทสณแตƒแต‡โ€ง โ€œแดผสฐ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ; โฟแต’, สทแตƒแตแต‰ แต˜แต–! แดถแต˜หขแต— แต–หกแต‰แตƒหขแต‰, แถ แต’สณ แตแต‰โ€ฆโ€ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แถœสณโฑแต‰แตˆโ€ง แ”†สฐแต‰ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แตƒแถœแต— แถ แตƒหขแต—โ€ง แ”†สฐแต‰ แต—แต’แต’แต สฐแต‰สณ หกโฑแถ แต‰หกแต‰หขหข สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰โฑสณ หกแตƒแต‡โ€ง โ€œสธแต’แต˜ แตแต’แต—แต—แตƒ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ หขแต’แตแต‰โ€ฆโ€ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต–แตƒแต˜หขแต‰แตˆ แตƒหข หขสฐแต‰ หกแต’แต’แตแต‰แตˆ แถ แต’สณ สทสฐแตƒแต— แตโฑแตสฐแต— สฐแต‰หกแต–โ€ง แ”†สฐแต‰ แต–แต˜แต— สฐโฑหข แต‡แต’แตˆสธ แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แต—แตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แตƒหข หขสฐแต‰ แต–สณแต‰แต–แตƒสณแต‰แตˆ แตƒ แตแตƒแถœสฐโฑโฟแต‰ แต’แถ  สฐโฑหข หขสฐแต‰ หขแตƒสท สฐโฑแต แต˜หขแต‰ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰โ€ง โ€œแดต แตโฟแต’สท สธแต’แต˜ แต‡แต˜โฑหกแต— แตแต‰ แตƒ หขแต‰โฟแต—โฑแต‰โฟแต— แต‡แต‰โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ หกโฑแถ แต‰ หขแต’ โฟแต’สท หกแต‰แต— แตแต‰ สฐแต‰หกแต– สธแต’แต˜ แตแต‰แต— แต‡แตƒแถœแต สธแต’แต˜สณ แต’สทโฟ หกโฑแถ แต‰ โฑโฟ สณแต‰แต—แต˜สณโฟโ€งโ€งโ€ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สฐแต’แต’แตแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต– แต—สฐแต‰ แตแตƒแถœสฐโฑโฟแต‰สณสธ สทแต’สณสณโฑแต‰แตˆหกสธโ€ง โ€œแดต สฐแต’แต–แต‰ โฑแต— สทแต’สณแตหขโ€ฆโ€ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขหกแต’สทหกสธ แต’แต–แต‰โฟแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰ แต—แต’โ€ง โ€œแต‚แตƒ, สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแ”†สฐแต‰หกแตˆแต’โฟ แต’สฐ แตหกแตƒแตˆ สธแต’แต˜โ€™สณแต‰ แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ!โ€ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแตƒสธหขโ€ง โ€œแดถแต˜หขแต— แตโฟแต’สท แดต หกแต’แต›แต‰ สธแต’แต˜โ€งโ€งโ€
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Her strongest memory was of the smell of rain on hot pavement. It was a scent that didn't just fill her nose but seemed to soak into her skin, bringing with it a sense of comfort she hadn't felt in a very long time. Bluey Heeler was a creature of the outdoors, a dog with a heart that pounded in sync with the vast wilderness she called home. Her fur, a blend of blue and gray, blended seamlessly with the shadows of the eucalyptus trees that stretched tall beside her family's modest house. Rainy days meant puddles to splash in and the rich scent of earth coming alive around her. But it had been a long time since she'd felt the cool kiss of rainwater on her snout. Now, Bluey was in the city, surrounded by the concrete jungle, a stark contrast to the boundless plains she'd once known. The smells here were overwhelming, a mishmash of exhaust fumes, fast food, and a million different creatures packed into a space so tight it made her feel claustrophobic. The noises were constant, a never-ending din that made her flinch and whine in the quiet moments of the night. Yet, amidst the chaos, she had found a purpose, a reason to push through the fear and confusion. Her new friend, named Mia, had taken her in, offering her a chance at a new life filled with love and companionship. Mia was as vibrant as the flowers she tended in the small patch of earth outside their apartment. Despite the stark difference in their sizes, they shared a bond that transcended the confines of the urban sprawl. Each day, Mia would take her on adventures through the parks, allowing her to feel the grass under her paws and chase the occasional squirrel up a tree. It wasn't the same as the open ranges she'd left behind, but it was a taste of freedom she hadn't known in weeks. One evening, as the two sat on the windowsill watching the rain dance in the streetlights, a distant howl echoed through the concrete valleys. It was faint, almost lost in the symphony of city sounds, but to Bluey, it was as clear as if it had come from right beside her. Her ears perked up, and she let out a soft whine, longing for the days when she could have joined the chorus. Mia looked at her, concern etched on her features. "What is it, girl?" she asked, her tail thumping against the sill as she tried to convey the ache in her soul. The howl grew stronger, more insistent, and suddenly, Bluey realized it wasn't just any howl. It was her sister, Bingo. The same melody that had serenaded their nights back home, now calling to her from across the miles. Bingo's howl was a beacon, a thread of their shared past that had somehow found its way to her here in the city. Mia's eyes widened as she saw the recognition in Bluey's eyes. "Is that...?" she began, but the question was unnecessary. Bingo came in. Without a second thought, Bluey leaped. She didn't care about the water soaking her fur or the cold seeping into her bones. All that mattered was finding Bingo. The city streets were a labyrinth of wet reflections, the neon lights playing tricks on her eyes as she sprinted through the rain. The scent grew stronger with every bound, her nose leading her through alleys and across busy roads, dodging puddles that mirrored the chaos above. Mia, soaked and panting, struggled to keep up. Then, a shadow moving swiftly in the rain. Bluey's heart leaped. That was Bingo! She picked up the pace, her paws barely touching the ground. The howl grew closer, turning into a series of excited barks as the two sisters rounded a corner and locked eyes. Bingo's tail wagged a mile a minute, and she barrels towards Bluey, knocking her over in a joyous reunion of wet dog and muddy paws. They rolled together, the sound of their laughter piercing the rain-soaked silence. Mia skidded to a stop, panting and smiling through the downpour. She watched as the two sisters played, their tails creating a whirlwind of joy in the dim streetlight. The sight was enough to warm her to the core, making the dampness of her fur coat feel like a small price to pay for this moment. "Bingo," she called out, her voice a mix of happiness and relief. "You found her, Bluey!"
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"Hey, how's Plankton doing?" asked Patrick. SpongeBob looks at Plankton, chest rising and falling with snores. "He's sleeping," he said. "But it's the middle of the day!" "Well, he just had his wisdom teeth out," he explained in a hushed tone. "He's pretty out of it. But be quiet, ok?" He turned his attention back to Plankton, who had somehow managed to dislodge the gauze again. With a sigh, SpongeBob carefully repositioned it. "You're going to have to keep that in, Plankton," he said, his voice a gentle scold. But Planktonโ€™s head lolled to the side, his snores growing louder with each breath, drool seeping through the gauze. "Look at him, SpongeBob," Patrick whispers. "He's snoring." "Patrick, shh. He's still recovering." "Can I...can I poke him?" "No, Patrick," he said, his voice a low whisper. Patrick's finger was already outstretched, hovering over Plankton. "Just a little? I just wanna see if he'll snore louder," he whispered. SpongeBob's grip on Patrick's hand tightened. "Patrick, remember what I said about being quiet," he reminded him. Plankton stirred in his sleep, snores turning to mumbles. Patrick was undeterred. He leaned even closer to Plankton, his hand hovering above the sleeping creature's forehead. "You're okay, buddy," he whispered, his voice a mix of concern and glee. "Just rest up, and when you wake up, we'll have the best party ever!" Plankton's snores remained steady. He reached out and gently poked Plankton's forehead. "Wake up, little buddy," he cooed, his voice a soft whisper. Plankton's eye snaps open, his tiny body jolting upright with a snort. The gauze fell from his mouth, and he looked around the room with a glazed expression, his eye finally settling on Patrick's massive grin. "Wha... what's going on?" he slurred, his voice muffled by the anesthesia. Plankton's eye narrowed, his head lolling slightly to the side. "What happened?" he slurred. SpongeBob took a tentative step closer to the couch, his heart racing. "You had your wisdom teeth out," he said softly, his voice filled with concern. "You're at my place, just resting." Plankton blinked, his eye focusing on SpongeBob with a look of confusion. "Wisdom teeth?" he murmured, his voice thick with sleep. SpongeBob nodded, his eyes never leaving Plankton's face. "Yes, Plankton, remember? You're all fixed up now," he said, his voice soothing. But Patrick couldn't resist the urge to add his own twist. "And, you snore!" he whispered, his voice filled with mirth. Plankton's confusion grew. "I... I snore?" he asked, his voice a mix of surprise and mortification. "It's nothing to be embarrassed about," he assured, SpongeBob eyes Patrick with a warning look. "What's it feel like?" he whispered, his voice a mix of excitement and concern. Plankton looked at Patrick with bewilderment. "It feels...weird," he mumbled, his words slurred. "And my mouth is...numb." Drool had formed at the corner of Plankton's mouth. Patrick couldn't resist pointing it out. "Look, Sponge Bob, he's drooling!" Sponge Bob shot him a look that was a mix of annoyance and amusement before turning back to Plankton. "It's okay, Plankton," he whispered, his voice gentle. "It's normal." Plankton's eye grew distant, his mind still clouded by the anesthesia. "Everything's...so...blurry," he murmured, his words slurring together. Sponge Bob and Patrick exchanged glances, a silent communication passing between them. "It's the medicine," Sponge Bob explained, his voice calm and reassuring. "It'll wear off soon." But Patrick's curiosity was unquenchable. He leaned closer to Plankton. "Hey, Plankton," he whispered. "I... I don't know," he mumbled, his voice groggy. "Everything's all... wibbly wobbly." "Wibbly wobbly?" He looked over at Plankton, whose eye was still open, staring at the ceiling with a look of wonder. "Everything's...so...pretty,". "It's just the living room, Plankton. You're still a bit out of it." Patrick's eyes grew wide with fascination. "Hey, Sponge Bob," he whispered, his voice filled with wonder. "Look at his mouth!" Sponge Bob turned his gaze to Plankton, drooling more than ever. "Patrick, shh," he scolded, his voice a gentle whisper. "Let him rest." Plankton's snores grew quieter for a moment before picking up again, a trail of drool connecting his mouth to the pillow. "Is it...normal?" "It's just his body's way of dealing with the surgery, he canโ€™t help it" he murmured. "It'll go away eventually, all part of the process. It's the stuff that makes you sleep through the surgery, like a really deep sleep so he wonโ€™t feel or remember.โ€ "But why does it keep coming out?" "It's because his mouth is numb from the dental surgery, Patrick, it's his mouth muscles still asleep." "Can I...I mean, is it okay to, like, nudge it?" He made contact with the drool, sending a ripple through the salivary puddle. Plankton's snores grew louder, his mouth opening even wider. "Patrick," he hissed, his voice a mix of warning and amusement. "You're pushing your luck." His eyes remained fixed on Plankton, watching the drool pool grow and shrink with each snore. He remained blissfully asleep, oblivious to the conversation happening around him "What if I just...dab it with a tissue?" "I guess itโ€™ll help keep him comfortable." He gently touched the tissue to the side of Plankton's mouth, catching the drool before it could fall onto the pillow. The moment the tissue made contact with the saliva Plankton, who was now snoring more heavily, his mouth hanging open even wider, drool cascading onto the pillow, sending a ripple through the salivary puddle. Plankton's snores grew louder, his mouth opening even wider., It was a light touch, just enough to make the saliva wobble like a gelatinous blob. It was a tiny movement, but it was enough to make Plankton's snores hitch. "The anesthesia is wearing off, and his mouth is just... reacting. The numbness is normal." With each dab of the tissue, Plankton's snores grew softer, quieted, his mouth twitching slightly, his breathing even. Then Plankton's face twitched slightly, his expression shifting from remaining asleep with breathing deep and steady, to one of slight discomfort as the lingering anesthesia began to wear off. Snores had turned into soft whimpers of discomfort. "Itโ€™s normal he's starting to feel the pain." He reached for the medicine. โ€œJust stay still, Plankton," Sponge Bob whispered. Sponge Bob nodded, his smile gentle. "It's just the start," he murmured, his voice a mix of reassurance and experience. "It'll take a bit for the pain to go away." Plankton's mouth was still slack, the drool now a steady stream that pooled on the pillow. Together, they managed to get Plankton into a sitting position, his legs dangling over the side of the couch. "Hey you need to wake up just a little bit to take your medicine." Plankton's head lolls back against the pillows. "Patrick, hold his shoulders," Sponge Bob whispered urgently. "We don't want him to fall over." Plankton's gaze searched the room, his thoughts clearly muddled. "There you go," Sponge Bob whispered, his voice filled with relief. He carefully laid Plankton back down on the pillows, wiping the last of the drool from him. Plankton's eye remained open, blinking slowly as the world swam back into focus. "You did it," Sponge Bob whispered, his voice filled with pride as he swallowed medicine. "Now, just rest. The pain will start to go away soon." Plankton's eye drifted closed again, his snores returning, though softer than before. Sponge Bob gently let Plankton's head back onto the pillow. "He's okay now," Sponge Bob whispered, his voice a mix of relief and pride. "Good job, helping Patrick." Patrick's eyes remained wide with wonder, his mind still racing with the excitement of the past few moments. "What happens next?" he murmured, his voice filled with anticipation. Sponge Bob's smile was a mix of amusement and reassurance. "Now the medicine will kick in."
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In the quiet town of Ponyville, there lived a young earth pony named Applejack. Her coarse, burnt- orange coat was always dotted with freckles of dirt from a hard day's work on her family's farm, Sweet Apple Acres. Applejack was known for her honesty and her strong work ethic, which were as solid as the oak trees that lined the property. Her mane and tail, a fiery shade of red, matched the color of the apples she grew with such care. One sweltering afternoon, Applejack took a break from her chores, wiping the sweat from her brow with a bandana that smelled faintly of apple blossoms. She looked out over the fields, the sun blazing down like a second sun, and sighed. The harvest was coming soon, and she had so much to do. Her thoughts drifted to her friends, Twilight Sparkle, Pinkie Pie, and the others, and she wondered how they were spending their day. Her contemplation was interrupted by the distant sound of hoofbeats. She shielded her eyes from the glare and saw a figure approaching. As it grew closer, she recognized the purple and white unicorn, Twilight Sparkle, her friend and the town's resident scholar. Twilight looked flustered, her eyes wide with excitement. "Applejack!" Twilight called out, her voice strained from the run. "You won't believe what I've found in the library archives!" Applejack leaned against the fence post, her curiosity piqued. "What is it, Twilight?" Twilight's eyes gleamed with excitement. "I've discovered something absolutely fascinating, Applejack. It's about an ancient artifact called the Element of Honesty!" Applejack's ears perked up at the mention of something old and precious. "The Element of Honesty? What's so special about it?" Twilight paused to catch her breath, her flank heaving. "It's one of the six Elements of Harmony," she began, "each representing one of the core virtues of our world. The Element of Honesty is said to be a rare and powerful artifact that can reveal the truth in any situation. It's been lost for centuries, but I found a map leading to its last known location!" Her voice grew hushed as she unfolded the ancient parchment, its edges yellowed with age. The map was intricate, with swirling symbols and cryptic notations that seemed to dance before Applejack's eyes. "It's somewhere in the Whispering Woods," Twilight whispered, her horn glowing softly as she traced a line over the paper. "Well, shucks," Applejack drawled, "that's a place I've heard plenty of tall tales about, but never actually visited." The wood had a reputation for being eerie and mysterious, a place where whispers of forgotten secrets lingered on the breeze. But the prospect of finding something as important as the Element of Honesty was too tempting to pass up. Twilight's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Applejack, I think we should go look for it. It's not far from here, and who knows what kind of trouble it could prevent if it falls into the wrong hooves?" Applejack nodded, a mix of curiosity and apprehension in her gaze. "Alright, but we'd better tell the others. They might want to come along." They gathered their friends, who were equally intrigued by the prospect of an adventure. Pinkie Pie bounced with excitement, Rarity's eyes gleamed with the promise of a new treasure to add to her collection, and Fluttershy looked nervous but determined. Rainbow Dash and Rarity promised to keep an eye on Fluttershy, who had a tendency to get spooked in unfamiliar places. They set out into the late afternoon sun, the map fluttering in Twilight's magic as they followed the path into the wood. The Whispering Woods lived up to their name, with rustling leaves and hushed whispers that seemed to follow them through the dappled shade. The air grew cooler, and the scent of damp earth and pine needles filled their nostrils as they ventured deeper. Suddenly, a shadow flitted through the trees. "Greetings, travelers, I am Aloysius, keeper of the woods' lore." His feathers were the color of moonlit silver, and his eyes held a knowing glint. Twilight stepped forward, the map still clutched in her telekinetic grip. "We're looking for the Element of Honesty," she said with a hint of urgency. "Could you help us?" Aloysius tilted his head, his beak clicking thoughtfully. "Ah, the Element of Honesty," he murmured. "A treasure indeed. But beware, for the woods are not kind to those who seek without pure intentions." The friends exchanged glances, their determination unwavering. Applejack stepped up, her eyes meeting the owl's. "Our intentions are as true as my word. We aim to protect our town and find this artifact before it falls into the wrong hooves." Aloysius studied them for a moment before nodding. "Very well. I will guide you to the spot where the Element lies hidden. But heed my warning: the woods hold secrets, and they do not give them up easily." The group followed the him, their hoofsteps echoing through the quiet wood. The whispers grew louder, and Applejack couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched. Twilight, ever the scholar, took notes on the various plants and magical phenomena they encountered, while Pinkie Pie chattered away, trying to keep everyone's spirits high. As they ventured further in, the wood grew denser, the path narrower. The light grew dimmer, the sun's rays barely piercing the thick canopy above. The air grew colder, carrying with it a sense of unease that made even Rainbow Dash's wings flutter anxiously. "This place is giving me the creeps," Fluttershy whispered, her eyes darting around nervously. "Don't worry, Fluttershy," Rainbow Dash assured her, "we're all here for you." Aloysius led them to a clearing, where an ancient tree stood tall, its trunk twisted with age. The whispers grew to a crescendo, swirling around the tree's base like a cacophony of secrets yearning to be heard. "Here it is," He announced, his voice barely audible over the din. "The Element of Honesty lies within this tree. But remember, it will only reveal itself to the worthy." Applejack squinted at the tree, her heart racing. The whispers grew so loud, they seemed to form words, urging them to turn back. But she knew they couldn't. "Thanks, Aloysius," she said, turning to her friends. "Let's get to it."
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"Honey, wake up," Karen said gently. Her voice was the sweet sound of a lullaby echoing through the silent, sterile room, but Plankton remained unresponsive. The steady rhythm of the heart monitor was the only reply to her soft pleas. She sat by his side, her hand intertwined with his, her thumb brushing the back of his palm. But now, his hand lay limp, a stark contrast to the warmth and strength it usually exuded. The antiseptic smell of the hospital filled the air, a stark reminder of the gravity of the situation. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting a cold, artificial glow on Plankton's pale face. His chest rose and fell with each shallow breath, and the rhythm was the only reassurance Karen had that he was still with her. The doctor had said it was a mild concussion, but the sight of him lying there, so vulnerable, filled her with dread. She knew that she had to stay strong, not just for herself, but for Plankton. The door to the room creaked open, and the doctor stepped in, his footsteps muffled by the thick carpet. He was a young man, his expression a mix of professionalism and concern. He looked at the charts in his hand before glancing up at Karen. "How is he?" he asked. Karen's eyes never left her husband's face as she replied, "The same." The doctor nodded, his eye reflecting the seriousness of the situation. "It's not uncommon for someone with a concussion to sleep longer than usual. We're monitoring him closely, and his vitals are stable. We've given him medication to manage the pain and reduce the swelling." Karen leaned forward, her grip on Plankton's hand tightening. "But when will he wake up?" she asked, her voice a whisper of hope. The doctor's eyes softened. "It could be hours, or even days. The brain needs time to heal. But rest assured, Mrs. Plankton, we're doing everything we can to ensure a swift and full recovery." Karen nodded, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. She didn't want to believe it would take that long, but she knew that patience was the only option she had. She leaned back in the chair, her eyes never leaving Plankton's face. Time stretched out before her, each minute feeling like an eternity. The only sounds in the room were the tick of the clock on the wall and the rhythmic beep of the heart monitor. The hospital's white walls closed in around her, making her feel trapped in a world where time had ceased to have meaning. Her thoughts raced, playing out every possible scenario in her head, each one more alarming than the last. A nurse came in to check on Plankton, her shoes squeaking against the floor. She offered Karen a kind smile and a reassuring pat on the shoulder before she tended to her husband, checking his bandages and administering fluids through the IV. Karen watched her every move, feeling helpless and out of place. The nurse noticed her distress and offered her a cup of tea, which she accepted with a nod of gratitude. The warm liquid helped soothe her nerves as she took a sip, her eyes never straying from Plankton. The minutes ticked by, each one feeling heavier than the last. The silence was broken only by the occasional murmur from the hallway or the rustle of pages as the nurse updated his chart. Karen's mind drifted back to the moments before the accident, the laughter and the joy that seemed so distant now. Plankton had been working on his latest invention, a contraption he swore would revolutionize the fast-food industry. It was a wild tangle of metal and wires, something that only he could understand. Karen had watched him, her curiosity piqued but her technical knowledge barely scratching the surface of his genius. "What does it do?" she had asked, her eyes wide with wonder. He had grinned, his teeth gleaming in the light of the makeshift workshop. "It's a secret," he had said, his voice filled with mischief. Now, as she sat by his side in the hospital room, she wished she had paid more attention. Perhaps then she could have anticipated the malfunction that had sent him to the emergency room with a concussion. Plankton had always been so driven by his ideas, so wrapped up in his world of gadgets and gizmos, that he often forgot the dangers that came with his experiments. It was his passion, and she had always admired it, but in moments like these, she couldn't help but worry. The room grew dimmer as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the floor. Karen's eyes grew heavy, and she fought the urge to sleep. Suddenly, Plankton's eyelid fluttered open, revealing eye that searched the room with confusion. "Where am I?" he croaked, his voice dry and scratchy. Karen's heart leaped into her throat, and she leaned forward, her hand tightening around his. "You're in the hospital, sweetie. You had an accident," she said softly, her voice trembling. Plankton blinked several times, his gaze shifting from the blurry ceiling to Karen's face. Recognition dawned in his eyes, but confusion remained etched on his furrowed brow. "What happened?" he murmured, his voice still weak and groggy. Karen's heart swelled with relief at the sound of his voice. She took a deep breath, then explained the accident as calmly as she could. "You fell while working on your latest invention. You hit your head pretty hard. The doctor said it's just a concussion, but you need to rest." Plankton's eyes searched hers, trying to piece together the puzzle of his foggy memory. "A concussion?" he repeated, his voice a mere whisper. "How long have I been out?" Karen's grip on his hand tightened, her knuckles white. "A few hours, darling. But it's going to be okay." She hoped her words were true, that the fear and doubt didn't seep through. Plankton's gaze was unfocused, his thoughts jumbled. He didn't remember the accident, the pain, or the panic that had brought him here. All he knew was the gentle squeeze of her hand and the sterile scent of the hospital room. As he began to sit up, a wave of dizziness washed over him. Karen's other hand shot out to steady him, her eyes filled with concern. "Lie back down, Plankton. You need to rest." He obeyed, his head heavy on the pillow, and his eye fell shut again. The doctor had warned her about the potential side effects of the concussion: confusion, dizziness, and memory loss. It was a strange sight, seeing him so unsure of himself, a stark contrast to the usual confidence that radiated from him. When he opened his eye again, the confusion had deepened. "What's the last thing you remember?" Karen asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Plankton's eye searched the room, as if the answer was hidden in the shadows. "I... I don't remember," he said, his voice filled with a sense of panic that was alien to him. "It's all blank." Karen felt a chill run down her spine. The doctor had mentioned that amnesia was a possibility, but she hadn't allowed herself to believe it would happen to Plankton. "It's okay," she assured him, her voice shaky. Plankton's eye searched hers, desperation flickering in their depths. "What do you mean, I don't remember?" Karen took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of anxiety brewing within her. "Sometimes with concussions, memories can be a bit jumbled. But don't worry, they'll come back to you." She hoped her reassurance sounded more convincing than it felt. The doctor had warned her that the road to recovery might be bumpy, but she had never anticipated Plankton's memory loss. Her mind raced, trying to think of ways to help him, to fill in the blanks without overwhelming him. "Do you remember anything at all?" she asked, her voice gentle. Plankton's eye searched the room again, as if the answer was hiding in the corners. "I remember... I remember working," he said, his voice trailing off. "But it's all... fuzzy." Karen felt a pang of sadness at the lost look on her husband's face. She didn't know how to navigate this new, uncharted territory. But she knew she had to be strong for him. "It's okay, Plankton," she said, stroking his forehead with the back of her hand. "You just need to rest." The doctor had instructed her to keep the environment calm and familiar to aid in his recovery. So, she began to speak in soothing tones, telling him stories of their past adventures. Her words painted a picture of a life filled with love and adventure, and she watched as his face relaxed with each passing moment. His breathing grew steadier, his chest rising and falling in a more natural rhythm. The hospital room was a cocoon of beige and white, the only color coming from the bouquet of flowers she had brought from home. Plankton's chest rose and fell in the rhythm of deep sleep, his breathing steady and even. The heart monitor beeped reassuringly, a metronome to the symphony of his rest. His face was peaceful, free from the tension that had gripped it earlier. She felt a weight lift from her shoulders as she realized the immediate danger had passed. For now, at least, he was safe, and she was grateful for every moment of his peaceful rest. She knew the road ahead would be fraught with challenges, but for now, she was content to sit by his side and enjoy the quiet.
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แดฌสณแตแตƒแตแต‰แตˆแตˆแต’โฟ pt. 1 โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ แดดแต’สท'หข แต—สฐแต‰ แตสณแต˜หขแต—สธ แตสณแตƒแต‡ แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ สฐแต’หกแตˆ แต˜แต– สทสฐแต‰โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แถ สณสธ แถœแต’แต’แต สฐแตƒหข สฐโฑหข แตƒสณแต โฑโฟ แตƒ แถœแตƒหขแต—? แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœแตƒโฟโฟแต’แต— แตˆแต’ แต–แตƒแต—แต—สธ แถ หกโฑแต–แต–โฑโฟแต โฑโฟ หขแต˜แถœสฐ แตƒ แถœแต’โฟแตˆโฑแต—โฑแต’โฟ! แ”†แตƒโฟแตˆสธ แต—แต’แต’แต แตƒ แต—สณโฑแต– แต—แต’ แต€แต‰หฃแตƒหขโธด แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแต’ หขสฐแต‰ แถœแตƒโฟโฟแต’แต— แต˜หขแต‰ แตƒโฟสธ แต’แถ  สฐแต‰สณ แต–สฐสธหขโฑแถœแตƒหก แตโฟแต’สทหกแต‰แตˆแตแต‰โ€ง แ”†แต’ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถ แต’แต˜โฟแตˆ สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ  แต˜หขโฑโฟแต สฐโฑหข แตแต’แต’แตˆ สฐแตƒโฟแตˆ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต— แตˆแต’แต’สณโ€ง "แ”†สฐแต‰หกแตˆแต’โฟโธด สธแต’แต˜ สทแตƒโฟโฟแตƒ หขแต‰แต‰ สทสฐแต’โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต'หกหก แตแต’!" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฑโฟแต—แต‰สณสณแต˜แต–แต—แต‰แตˆ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต‰ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทโฑแต—สฐ สฐโฑหข แตƒสณแต แตƒหกหก แต‡แตƒโฟแตˆแตƒแตแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดพหกแต‰แตƒหขแต‰ สฐแต‰หกแต– แตแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต‰แตƒสณหข แต˜แต–โธด สฐแต’แต–โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— หขแต’แตแต‰ สฐแต’หขแต–โฑแต—แตƒหกโฑแต—สธโ€ง "สธแต’แต˜ สฐแต˜สณแต—?" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หกแต‰แต— แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ หขแต—แตƒสธโธด สฐโฑหข แต–สณโฑแตแตƒสณสธ สณแต‰แตƒหขแต’โฟ แต‡แต‰โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต‰แต– แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต’โฟ สฐโฑหข แต—แต’แต‰หข โฑแถ  สฐแต‰ แถ โฑโฟแตˆหข แต’แต˜แต—โ€ง "แดต แถ โฑแตแต˜สณแต‰แตˆ สธแต’แต˜'แตˆ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ หขแต’แตแต‰ แตโฟแต’สทหกแต‰แตˆแตแต‰โธด แต‡แต‰โฑโฟแต แตƒ หขแถœโฑแต‰โฟแต—โฑหขแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แถœแตƒโฟโฟแต’แต— แถœแต˜สณแต‰ สธแต’แต˜โธด แต‡แต˜แต— แดต แตแต˜แต‰หขหข สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒโฟ แถœสณแตƒหขสฐ สฐแต‰สณแต‰โ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœแตƒหกหกแต‰แตˆ แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต แต—แต’ แต—แตƒแตแต‰ แถœแตƒสณแต‰ แต’แถ  แตแตƒสณสธ สทสฐโฑหกแต‰ สฐแต‰'หข แตแต’โฟแต‰โ€ง "แ”†สฐแต‰หกแตˆแต’โฟ แตสธ แตแต’แต—สฐแต‰สณแต‡แต’แตƒสณแตˆ โฑโฟ หกแตƒสท แถœแตƒหกหกแต‰แตˆโธด แดต สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แต—แต’ แตแต’ แต›โฑหขโฑแต— สฐแต‰สณ สณโฑแตสฐแต— แตƒสทแตƒสธ!" แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ หขแตƒโฑแตˆโธด หกแต‰แตƒแต›โฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰แต แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแต–แต’แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แต–แต‰แต— แตƒหกแต’โฟแต‰ แตƒแต— แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต—โ€ง "แต‚แต‰หกหกโธด แดต แตแต˜แต‰หขหข โฑแต—'หข สฒแต˜หขแต— แต˜หข!" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขโฑแตสฐแต‰แตˆโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต— แตแตƒแต›แต‰ แตƒ แต‡แตƒสณแตโ€ง "แต‚โฑหกหก แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตแต‰แต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต‰หขโฟ'แต— สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แต—แต’ แตโฟแต’สท สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ แดต แตƒแตโธด แตƒโฟแตˆ แดต แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— แถœแตƒสณแต‰! แดต แตโฟแต’สท สทแต‰ แตโฑแตสฐแต— แต‡แต‰ แถœแต’แตแต–แต‰แต—โฑโฟแต สณแต‰หขแต—แตƒแต˜สณแตƒโฟแต—หขโธด แต‡แต˜แต— แดต'แตˆ หขแต—โฑหกหก หกโฑแตแต‰ แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰ แต’โฟ แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆหกสธ แต—แต‰สณแตหข สทโฑแต—สฐ สธแต’แต˜!" "แดฎแต˜แต— แดต แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— แต˜โฟแตˆแต‰สณหขแต—แตƒโฟแตˆโธด สทแต‰ แตƒสณแต‰ แต–แต’หกแตƒสณ แต’แต–แต–แต’หขโฑแต—แต‰หข แตƒโฟแตˆ แดต'แต แถ สณแต’สทโฟแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต–แต’โฟ แต‡สธ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณหขโธด โฟแต’แต— แต—แต’ แตแต‰โฟแต—โฑแต’โฟ แดต'แต›แต‰ โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ แตˆแต’โฟแต‰ แตแต˜แถœสฐ แต—แต’ สฐแต‰หกแต– สธแต’แต˜โธด แถ แต’สณ สธแต’แต˜ แต—แต’โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แตโฟแต’สท แต‡แต˜แต— สธแต’แต˜ แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แต—แต’โธด แต‡แต‰แถœแตƒแต˜หขแต‰ โฑแต—'หข สทสฐแตƒแต— แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆหข แตƒสณแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰สณแต‰ แถ แต’สณ แต‰แตƒแถœสฐแต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ! แต€สฐแต‰สธ แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แต—แต’ แต’สทแต‰ แต‰แตƒแถœสฐ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ แถ แต’สณ แต—สฐแต‰โฑสณ แตˆแต‰แต‰แตˆหขโธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สณแต‰แตแต‰แตแต‡แต‰สณหข สฐแต’สท หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ โฑโฟโฟแต’แถœแต‰โฟแต—หกสธ แต—แตƒแต˜แตสฐแต— สฐโฑแต สฐแต’สท แต—แต’ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แถ แต˜โฟโธด สฐแต’สท สฐแต‰ แต‡แต‰แต—สณแตƒสธแต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แตโฑแตˆ แต—โฑแตแต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ แต—โฑแตแต‰ แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟโธด สธแต‰แต— หขแต’แตแต‰สฐแต’สท หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœแตƒสณแต‰หข แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— สฐโฑแตโธด แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ สทสฐแต‰โฟ สฐแต‰ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— แตˆแต‰หขแต‰สณแต›แต‰ โฑแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— สณแต‰แตƒหกโฑหขแต‰ สฐแต’สท แต‰แตแต’แต—โฑแต’โฟแตƒหก สฐแต‰ แถ แต‰หกแต— แต˜โฟแต—โฑหก หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต‡แต‰โฟแต— แตˆแต’สทโฟ แตƒหข แต—แต‰แตƒสณหข สทแต‰หกหกแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต– โฑโฟ สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰โ€ง แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต˜หขแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰ แตƒ หขแถœสฐแต’แต’หก แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆ แต˜โฟแต—โฑหก แต—สฐแต‰สธ แถ แต’แต˜แตสฐแต— แถ แต’สณ แต—สฐแต‰ แถ แต’แต’แตˆ โฑโฟแตˆแต˜หขแต—สณสธโธด แตƒโฟแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สฐแตƒหขโฟ'แต— สฐแตƒแตˆ แตƒ แต–แต‰สณหขแต’โฟ สฐแต‰'แตˆ แถœแต’โฟหขโฑแตˆแต‰สณ แตƒ แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆ หขโฑโฟแถœแต‰โ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต—หข สฐโฑหข แต‡แต‰หขแต— แต‡แต˜แตˆโธด สธแต‰แต— สฐแต‰'หข แตƒโฟ แตƒแตแต’แต‰แต‡แตƒ แต–แต˜แต–แต–สธ; แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สฐแต‰ แต–สณแต‰แต—แต—สธ แตแต˜แถœสฐ แต–สณแต’แตสณแตƒแตแตแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ โ€ง แดดแต‰ แตแต’แต— แตƒโฟแตสณสธ แต˜หขแต˜แตƒหกหกสธ แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  แตแต‰สณแต‰ แถ สณแต˜หขแต—สณแตƒแต—โฑแต’โฟ แต‡แต‰โฑโฟแต แตโฑหขแต˜โฟแตˆแต‰สณหขแต—แต’แต’แตˆ แต’สณ แต‡แต‰แถœแตƒแต˜หขแต‰ แต’แถ  แตƒ แต–แต‰สณหขแต’โฟโ€ง แดฌโฟสธ แตƒโฟแตแต‰สณ แต—แต’ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ  สทแตƒหข แต’โฟหกสธ แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  แตƒโฟโฟแต’สธแตƒโฟแถœแต‰โธด แต’สณ โฑแถ  สฐแต‰ หขแตƒแต‡แต’แต—แตƒแตแต‰แตˆ แตƒ แต–หกแตƒโฟ แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— แตƒ แตสณแตƒแต‡แต‡สธ แต–แตƒแต—แต—สธโ€ง สธแต‰แต— หขแต’แตแต‰ สฐแต’สท หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแต—โฑหกหก แถœแตƒสณแต‰แตˆ แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— สฐโฑแตโ€ง to be cont. Pt. 2
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แถ สณแตƒแต—แต‰สณโฟโฑแถปแตƒแต—โฑแต’โฟ โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€™หข แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  แต—แต’สทโฟ สทสฐแต‰โฟ สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ สทแตƒหข แต—แต’ แตƒโฟแตƒหกสธแถปแต‰ แตƒ แต–แตƒแต—แต—สธ สทสฐแต‰โฟ แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข สณแต‰แตƒแถœสฐแต‰แตˆ แตƒ แถœสณแต’สทแต‡แตƒสณโธด แต˜หขแต‰แตˆ แตƒหกหก สฐโฑหข หขแต—สณแต‰โฟแตแต—สฐ แต—แต’ แต—แตƒแตแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡โฑแตแตแต‰หขแต— หขสทโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ สทสฐแตƒแถœแต แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’โฟแต—สณแตƒแต–แต—โฑแต’โฟโธด แตƒโฑแตแต‰แตˆ แถ แต’สณ แต—สฐแต‰ แตƒแต–แต–แตƒสณแตƒแต—แต˜หข แถ แต’สณแถœแต‰แถ แต˜หกหกสธ แต‡แต˜แต— โฑโฟหขแต—แต‰แตƒแตˆ แตแต’แต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สฐโฑแต— แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ แต’โฟ แตƒแถœแถœโฑแตˆแต‰โฟแต— แต‡สธ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสณแต’สทแต‡แตƒสณโ€ง แดนแตƒแตโฑโฟแต แตƒ โฟแต’โฑหขแต‰โธด หขแต‰โฟหขแต‰หข แถ แตƒแตˆโฑโฟแต แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ สฐแต‰'แตˆ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แถœแต’แตแต–สณแต‰สฐแต‰โฟแตˆโธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแต‰แตƒแตหกสธ แถ แต‰หกหก แต‡แตƒแถœแต สฐโฑหข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ แตƒหกหขแต’ หขหกแตƒแตแตแต‰แตˆ แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟหขแต— สฐโฑหข แต’สทโฟ แตแตƒแถœสฐโฑโฟแต‰ โฟแต’สท แตˆแต‰แต‰แต–หกสธ แถœแต’แตแต–หกแต‰แต—แต‰หกสธ แต˜โฟแถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หขโ€ง แดพแตƒโฟโฑแถœแตแต‰แตˆ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต—แต’แต’แต หขแตƒโฑแตˆ แตแตƒแถœสฐโฑโฟแต‰ แต—แต’ แตˆโฑหขแต–แต’หขแต‰โ€ง "แถœแต’แตแต‰ แต’โฟ! แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—สธ? แดผ!" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡'หข โฟแต’สท แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ สทโฑหกหกโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต—แต—หกแต‰ แถ แต’สณ สธแต‰หกหกโฑโฟแต แถ สณแต’แต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แตˆโฑแตˆ โฟแต’แต— แต‡แต˜แตˆแตแต‰ แต’สณ สณแต‰แตƒแถœแต— แตƒแต— แตƒหกหกโ€ง โ€œสธแต’แต˜ สฐแต‰แตƒสณ แตแต‰โ€ฆโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแต’แต‡หขโ€ง แดดแต‰ แต–แต‰แต— สฐแถคแต แตแต‰แถฐแต—หกสธห‘ โ€œแดต แถœแตƒโฟโ€™แต— สณแต‰แต›โฑแต›แต‰ สฐโฑแต แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  โฑแต— แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆแตŽ แดดแต‰'หข โฟแต’แต— สทแตƒแตโฑโฟแตโ€งโ€งโ€งโ€ แถœแตƒสณแต‰แถ แต˜หกหกสธ แต—แตƒแตโฑโฟแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—แต’ สฐโฑหข แต–โฑโฟแต‰แตƒแต–แต–หกแต‰ สฐแต’แต˜หขแต‰ห’ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ หขแต‰แต— สฐโฑแต แตˆแต’สทโฟโ€ง "แดต หขสฐแต’แต˜หกแตˆ แต‡แต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ แต’แถฐแต‰ สทสฐแต’'หข แ”†แต‰แตโฑ แถœแต’แตแตƒแต—แต’หขแต‰ห‘ห‘ห‘" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแต’แต˜หกแตˆ แต‡แต‰ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แตหกแตƒแตˆ โฑแถ  แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สณแต‰แตƒแถœแต—แต‰แตˆ แตƒโฟแตสณโฑหกสธโธด แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แตแถฐแต‰สท สฐแต‰'แตˆ แตแต‰แต— แตƒ สฐแตƒแถฐแตˆ หขสทแตƒแต—แต—แต‰แตˆ แตƒสทแตƒสธโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แตˆแต‰แถœโฑแตˆแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ หขโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ สฐโฑแตโ€ง แดฑแต›แต‰โฟแต—แต˜แตƒหกหกสธ สทสฐแต‰โฟ สณแต‰แตแตƒโฑโฟโฑโฟแต แถœแต’แถฐหขแถœแถคแต’แต˜หขแถฐแต‰หขหขโธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต‡แตƒสณแต‰หกสธ แตโฟแต‰สท แต—สฐแต‰ หขแต—แตƒแต—แต‰ สฐแต‰'หข โฑโฟโ€ง โ€œแดดสณโ€ฆโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแต—แต’แต–แต–แต‰แตˆ สฐแต˜แตแตแถคแถฐแตโธด หขแต‰แต‰โฑโฟแต สฐโฑแต หขแต—แตƒสณแต— แต—แต’ แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰โฟห‘ โ€œแดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ฆโ€ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡'หข แต›แต’โฑแถœแต‰ แต‰แถœสฐแต’แต‰แตˆ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ หขแตƒสท สฐแถคแต หขหกแต’สทหกสธ แถœแต’แตแต‰โ€ง โ€œแต‚สฐแตƒโ€ฆโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแตƒโฟแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต—แตƒแตแต‰ โฑแต— แต‰แตƒหขสธ แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแตƒสณแตˆหกสธ แถœแต’โฟแต—แตƒโฑโฟ แต‰หฃแถœโฑแต—แต‰แตแต‰โฟแต—โ€ง โ€œแดต สทแตƒหข หขแต’ สทแต’สณสณโฑแต‰แตˆแตŽ แดต'หกหก แต‡แต‰ สณแถคแตสฐแต— แต‡แตƒแถœแตห’ แตƒหข แดต แตแต’แต—แต—แตƒ แตแตƒแตแต‰ แตƒ แถœแตƒหกหกห‘ห‘ห‘โ€ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟห’ โฟแต’สท แต‰หฃโฑแต—โฑโฟแต แต˜โฟแถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หขโฟแต‰หขหข แต‡แต˜แต— หขแต—แถคหกหก โฑโฟ แตƒ แต‡โฑแต— แต’แถ  แตƒ หขแต—แต˜แต–แต’สณ แถฐแต’แต— แตแถฐแต’สทแถคแถฐแต แต‰หฃแตƒแถœแต—หกสธ สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ สฐแต‰ สทแตƒหข แตƒแถฐแตˆ แถ แต‰แต‰หกแถคแถฐแต แต—สฐแต‰ แต‰แถ แถ แต‰แถœแต—หข แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ สฐแถคแต—ห’ สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถœแตƒหกหก แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆโธด แตƒหข สฐโฑหข หขแต‰โฟหขแต‰หข แต–แตƒโฑโฟ แตƒหกหขแต’ แถ หกแต’แต’แตˆแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข หขแต‰โฟหขแต‰หขโ€ง โ€œแดดแต‰'หข สทแตƒแตแถคแถฐแตแตŽโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐแตƒโฟแตหข แต˜แต–โ€ง โ€œแต‚สฐแต‰โ€ฆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡; สทสฐแตƒแต—'หข สฐแตƒแต–แต–แต‰โฟโฑโฟแต?โ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœแตƒแต˜แตสฐแต— สฐโฑหข แต‡สณแต‰แตƒแต—สฐ แถ แต‰แตƒสณแถคแถฐแต แดพหกแตƒแถฐแตแต—แต’แถฐ'หข สณแต‰แตƒแถœแต—แถคแต’แถฐโ€ง "แดต แถœแตƒโฟ แต—แต‰หกหก สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ หขแต—โฑหกหก แตƒ หกโฑแต—แต—หกแต‰ แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  โฑแต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง" "แดดแต‰สฐโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒหขแตแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแต สทสฐแตƒแต— สฐแต‰ สณแต‰แตแต‰แตแต‡แต‰สณหขโ€ง โ€œแดฎแต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง แดต สณแต‰แตแต‰แตแต‡แต‰สณ แต—สณสธโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แตแต‰แต— แตƒ แตสณแตƒแต‡แต‡สธ แต–แตƒแต—แต—สธโ€ง แดธแตƒหขแต— แต—สฐโฑโฟแต แดต แตโฟแต‰สทโธด แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตแต’แต— แตƒ แถœสณแต’สทแต‡แตƒสณโธด แดต แต—สฐโฑโฟแตโ€ง แต˜แถฐแต—แถคหก แดต หขแต’แตแต‰ สฐแต’สท แต‰แถฐแตˆแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต– สฐแต‰สณแต‰ แตƒแต— สทสฐแตƒแต— แดต แตƒหขหขแต˜แตแต‰ โฑหข สธแต’แต˜สณ สฐแต’แต˜หขแต‰โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตแต’แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสณแต’สทแต‡แตƒสณโธด โฑแต— แตโฟแต’แถœแตแต‰แตˆ สธแต’แต˜สณ สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆโธด สณแต‰โฟแตˆแต‰สณโฑโฟแต หขแต—แตƒแต—แต‰ แต’แถ  หขแต‰โฟหขแต‰หกแต‰หขหขโฟแต‰หขหขโธด แตƒโฟแตˆ สณแต‰แตแตƒโฑโฟแต‰แตˆ แต˜โฟแต—โฑหก แดต แต—แต’แต’แต สฐแต‰สณแต‰ แต—แต’ สณแต‰แถœแต’แต›แต‰สณ แถ สณแต’แต แต‡แต‰โฑโฟแต โฟแต’โฟโปแถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หขโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โธด โฑแต—โ€™หข แต˜โฟแถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หขโธด โฟแต’แต— โฟแต’โฟแถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หขแตŽโ€ โ€œแดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด แตƒโฟสธแต—สฐโฑโฟแต แดต แถœแตƒโฟ แตˆแต’โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแตแตโธด แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— แถœสณสธโ€งโ€ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—แถคหกหก แต—สณสธ แต—แต’ สทสณแตƒแต– สฐโฑหข แตƒแถœสฐโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ แตƒสณแต’แต˜โฟแตˆ โฑแต— สทสฐแต‰โฟ แตƒ แตโฟแต’แถœแต แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณโ€ง โ€œแดตโ€™หกหก แตแต‰แต— โฑแต—แตŽโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต’แต–แต‰โฟหข แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณ แต—แต’ แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆโ€ง โ€œสธแต’แต˜ แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ สทแต’สณแต แต—แต’แตแต’สณสณแต’สทห€โ€ แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แ‘ซแต˜แต‰หขแต—โฑแต’โฟแต‰แตˆโ€ง โ€œแดต สทแตƒโฟแต— แต—แต’ แต–หกแตƒสธ โฑแต— หขแตƒแถ แต‰โ€งโ€ โ€œแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แดต แตˆแต’โฟโ€™แต— แตโฟแต’สท สฐแต’สท แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข สทโฑหกหก แตˆแต‰แตƒหก แตƒหข แดต สฐแตƒแต›แต‰โฟโ€™แต— สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆโธด แดต สทแต’โฟโ€™แต— สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต˜โฟแตƒแต—แต—แต‰โฟแตˆแต‰แตˆโ€งโ€ โ€œแดต แตˆแต’โฟโ€™แต— สทแตƒโฟโฟแตƒ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แต—แต’ แตˆแต‰แตƒหก สทโฑแต—สฐ แต’แต˜สณ แต‡แต’หขหขโ€งโ€งโ€งโ€ โ€œแ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆห’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟหข หขแต—โฑหกหก สณแต‰แถœแต’แต›แต‰สณโฑโฟแต; แตˆแต’โฟโ€™แต— แต—แต‰หกหก แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข สฐแต‰โ€™หข สฐแต‰สณแต‰โ€ฆโ€ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แต‰หฃแต–หกแตƒโฑโฟแต‰แตˆโ€ง แดฌแถ แต—แต‰สณ หขแต แต˜แถคแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ หกแต‰แถ แต— หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต˜สณโฟแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง โ€œแถ แต‰แต‰หกโฑโฟแต แตƒโฟสธ แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณห€โ€ โ€œหขแต—โฑหกหก โฟแต’แต— แต—แต’แต—แตƒหกหกสธ แถœหกแต‰แตƒสณ แตโฑโฟแตˆแต‰แตˆ สธแต‰แต—โ€ง แต‚แตƒโฑแต—โธด สทสฐแต’ แต‰หกหขแต‰'หขโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดต แต—แต’แต’แต สธแต’แต˜ หขแต—สณแตƒโฑแตสฐแต— สฐแต‰สณแต‰โ€ง แดตโ€™แตˆ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ หขแต—แต’แต–แต–แต‰แตˆ แต‡สธ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต— แต‡แต˜แต— แดตโ€™แต โฟแต’แต— แตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แต—แต’ หขแต’ แดต แต—แต’แต’แต สธแต’แต˜ สฐแต‰สณแต‰โ€ง แ”†แต—โฑหกหกโธด สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒโฟ แตแตƒแตแต‰ สธแต’แต˜สณหขแต‰หกแถ  แตƒแต— สฐแต’แตแต‰แตŽ แต‚สฐแตƒแต— แตˆแต’ สธแต’แต˜ แถ แต‰แต‰หก แต˜แต– แต—แต’ห€โ€ โ€œแถ โฑสณหขแต— หขแต—แต’แต– สณแตƒแตแต‡หกโฑโฟแต แต’โฟโ€ฆโ€ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฑโฟแต—แต‰สณสณแต˜แต–แต—แต‰แตˆ แต‡สธ แตแต’สณแต‰ แตโฟแต’แถœแตโฑโฟแต แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แต’แต–แต‰โฟหข แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณ แต—แต’ แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแตโ€ง โ€œแดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต แดตโ€™แต›แต‰ แตƒ หขโฑแต—แต˜แตƒแต—โฑแต’โฟโ€ง สธแต’แต˜ แตโฟแต’สท แตแต‰แต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ห€โ€ โ€œแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แตˆแต’โฟโ€™แต— แต—แต‰หกหก แดพโฑโฟแตสธ แตƒโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ โฑหข แตสธ แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆโธด แ”†แต’ สฒแต˜หขแต— หกแต‰แตƒแต›แต‰ แตƒหกแต’โฟแต‰แตŽโ€ โ€œแดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต แดต แตƒแต แถœแตƒสณโฑโฟแต แถ แต’สณ สฐโฑแต แตƒหขโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดต แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต— สทแต‰โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดต แถœแตƒโฟ แตƒหขแต แดพหกแตƒโฟโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแต‚สฐสธห€ แดดแต‰โ€™หข โฟแต’แต— แตแต’โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต สฐแต‰โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแ‘ซแต˜โฑแต‰แต—โธด สธแต’แต˜ แตแต’แต’แถ หข แตƒสณแต‰ สทแต’สณหขแต‰โฟโฑโฟแต แตสธ สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ แต—สฐสณแต’แต‡แต‡โฑโฟแต หขแต’ แตโฟแต’แถœแต โฑแต— แต’แถ แถ แตŽโ€ แดฎแต’แต—สฐ แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰แต หกแต’แต’แตแต‰แตˆ แตƒแต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แถ โฑโฟแตƒหกหกสธ แตƒแถœแต—โฑโฟแต แตแต’สณแต‰ หกโฑแตแต‰ สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ โ€ง โ€œแต‚แต‰โ€™หกหก หขแต‰แต‰ แต—แต’แตแต’สณสณแต’สท แดพแตƒแต—โ€งโ€งโ€งโ€ โ€œแ”†แต‰แต‰ สธแตƒโ€งโ€ แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต หกแต‰แถ แต—โ€ง โ€œแดดแต˜โฟแตสณสธห€โ€ โ€œแดณแต˜แต‰หขหข แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แตˆโฑโฟโฟแต‰สณโ€ฆโ€ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แตแต’แต— แถ แต’แต’แตˆโ€ง แ”†แต˜แตˆแตˆแต‰โฟหกสธโธด แต—สฐแต‰ แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ สณโฑโฟแตโฑโฟแตโ€ง โ€œสธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒโฟ แตแต‰แต‰แต– แต‰แตƒแต—โฑโฟแตแตŽโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰โ€ง โ€œแดฑสฐ แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ สทแต’สณแต แต—แต’แตแต’สณสณแต’สทห€ แดต สณโฑแตˆ แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แตƒโฟแตƒหกสธแถปแต‰สณโ€งโ€งโ€งโ€ แดทสณแตƒแต‡หขโ€ง โ€œแต€สฐแต‰ แดทสณแต˜หขแต—สธ แดทสณแตƒแต‡ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆหข สธแต‰แตŽโ€ แดฎแต˜แต— แ”†แต’ แตˆโฑแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€งโ€งโ€ง โ€œแดตโ€™แต หขแต—โฑหกหก แตƒ แต‡โฑแต— แต—แต’ หขสฐแตƒแตแต‰โฟ แต˜แต– แต—แต’ แตˆแต’ แตสธ สฒแต’แต‡ สทแต‰หกหก แต‡สธแต‰แตŽโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ สฐแตƒโฟแตหข แต˜แต–โธด โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ หกโฑแตโฑโฟแต แถœแต’โฟแถ หกโฑแถœแต— แต’สณ แต—แต’ หกโฑแต‰โ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ โฑหฃแต‰แตˆ สทแตƒสณแต แต‡หกแตƒโฟแตแต‰แต—หขโ€ง โ€œแต€สฐแตƒโฟแตหขโ€ฆโ€ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตƒโฑแตˆโธด แต˜โฟแต˜หขแต˜แตƒหกหกสธ หขสฐแต’สทโฑโฟแต แตƒแถ แถ แต‰แถœแต—โฑแต’โฟโ€ง แ”†แต—โฑหกหก แต—สฐแต‰ หกแต‰แตƒหขแต— สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆ แตˆแต’โ€ง "แดต'แต หขแต’ แต‰หฃสฐแตƒแต˜หขแต—แต‰แตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แต‚แต‰'แต›แต‰ สฐแตƒแตˆ แตƒ หกแต’โฟแต แตˆแตƒสธ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— สทแต‰?" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒหขแตแต‰แตˆโธด หขแต—สณแต’แตโฑโฟแต สฐโฑหข แตƒโฟแต—แต‰โฟโฟแตƒแต‰ หขแตแต’แต’แต—สฐโ€ง "แดต'แต หขแต’ แตหกแตƒแตˆ สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ แต‡แต’แต˜โฟแถœโฑโฟแต แต‡แตƒแถœแตโ€ง แดพแต‰สณสฐแตƒแต–หข แต—แต’แตแต’สณสณแต’สท สทโฑหกหก แต‡แต‰ แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณโ€งโ€งโ€ง สธแต’แต˜ แตโฟแต’สท?" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต’หกแตˆ แตƒหข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แถปแถปแถปแถปแถปแถป'โฑโฟแต หกโฑแตแต‰ แตƒ หกแต’แตโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰โฟโธด แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแต—แต’แต–แต–แต‰แตˆ แตƒโฟแตˆ สทสฐโฑหขแต–แต‰สณแต‰แตˆ "สธแต’แต˜ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แตƒ แตแต’แต’แตˆ โฟโฑแตสฐแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ สทแต’แตแต‰ แต‰แตƒสณหกสธ แต—แต’ หขแต˜โฟสณโฑหขแต‰โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หกแต‰แตƒโฟโฑโฟแต แต’โฟ แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟหขแต— สฐโฑแต หขแต—โฑหกหก แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โ€ง แดดแต‰ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟโ€™แต— แตโฟแต’สท โฑแถ  สทสฐแต‰โฟ สฐแต‰โ€™แตˆ แตƒแต—แต—แต‰โฟแตˆ สทแต’สณแต แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟโธด สทแตƒโฟแต—โฑโฟแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ สณแต‰หขแต˜แตโฑโฟแตโ€ง แดผสณ แตƒแต— หกแต‰แตƒหขแต— แต—แต’ สทสฐแต‰โฟ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตแต‰แต—หข แต‡แตƒแถœแตโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ สทแตƒหข สทแตƒโฟแต—โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แถœแตƒหกหก แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต—แต’ แต—แต‰หกหก สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต‰ หขโฟแต‰แตƒแตหข แต—แต’ แตˆโฑแถ แถ แต‰สณแต‰โฟแต— สณแต’แต’แต แต—แต’ แถœแตƒหกหกโ€ง โ€œแดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ฆโ€ แ”†สฐแต‰ สทแตƒหข หขแต˜สณแต–สณโฑหขแต‰แตˆโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต‰หฃแต–หกแตƒโฑโฟแต‰แตˆ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตƒโฟแตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสณแต’สทแต‡แตƒสณโธด สฐแต’สท แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตแต’โฟแถœแตแต‰แตˆ แต’แต˜แต— หกโฑแตแต‰ แตƒ หกโฑแตสฐแต—โ€ง โ€œแต€สฐแตƒโฟแต สธแต’แต˜ หขแต’ แตแต˜แถœสฐ หกแต’แต’แตโฑโฟแต แต’แต˜แต—แตŽ แดดแต‰ แตโฑแตสฐแต— โฟแต’แต— สทแตƒโฟแต— แต—แต’ แต–แต‰หขแต—แต‰สณ แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— โฑแต—โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดต แตโฟแต’สท; แดต สฒแต˜หขแต— แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต— โฑแต— โฟแต‰แถœแต‰หขหขแตƒสณสธ แต—แต’ แต—แต‰หกหก สธแต’แต˜โ€ฆโ€ แดดแต‰ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต‰ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขโฑแต—แต—โฑโฟแต แต˜แต– แต’โฟ สฐโฑหข แต’สทโฟ แถ แต˜หกหกสธ แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰โ€ง "สธแต‰หขแต—แต‰สณแตˆแตƒสธ'หข แตƒ แต‡หกแต˜สณโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แต‡แต‰แต—โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง" แดถแต˜หขแต— แต—สฐแต‰โฟโธด แตƒโฟแต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ แตโฟแต’แถœแต แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณโ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ง โ€œแดต แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แถ แตƒหขแต— แตƒหข แดต แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆโ€ง แดต แต–หกแตƒโฟโฟแต‰แตˆ แต’โฟ หกแต‰แตƒแต›โฑโฟแต แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒหกหกแต‰แตˆโ€งโ€ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต‰หฃแต–หกแตƒโฑโฟแต‰แตˆโ€ง โ€œแดธแต‰แต—'หข แตแต’โ€ฆโ€ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตƒโฟแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หกแต‰แถ แต—โ€ง
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แถ สณแตƒแต—แต‰สณโฟโฑแถปแตƒแต—โฑแต’โฟ โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€™หข แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  แต—แต’สทโฟ สทสฐแต‰โฟ สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆ สทแตƒหข แต—แต’ แตƒโฟแตƒหกสธแถปแต‰ แตƒ แต–แตƒแต—แต—สธ สทสฐแต‰โฟ แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข สณแต‰แตƒแถœสฐแต‰แตˆ แตƒ แถœสณแต’สทแต‡แตƒสณโธด แต˜หขแต‰แตˆ แตƒหกหก สฐโฑหข หขแต—สณแต‰โฟแตแต—สฐ แต—แต’ แต—แตƒแตแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡โฑแตแตแต‰หขแต— หขสทโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ สทสฐแตƒแถœแต แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’โฟแต—สณแตƒแต–แต—โฑแต’โฟโธด แตƒโฑแตแต‰แตˆ แถ แต’สณ แต—สฐแต‰ แตƒแต–แต–แตƒสณแตƒแต—แต˜หข แถ แต’สณแถœแต‰แถ แต˜หกหกสธ แต‡แต˜แต— โฑโฟหขแต—แต‰แตƒแตˆ แตแต’แต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สฐโฑแต— แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ แต’โฟ แตƒแถœแถœโฑแตˆแต‰โฟแต— แต‡สธ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสณแต’สทแต‡แตƒสณโ€ง แดนแตƒแตโฑโฟแต แตƒ โฟแต’โฑหขแต‰โธด หขแต‰โฟหขแต‰หข แถ แตƒแตˆโฑโฟแต แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ สฐแต‰'แตˆ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แถœแต’แตแต–สณแต‰สฐแต‰โฟแตˆโธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทแต‰แตƒแตหกสธ แถ แต‰หกหก แต‡แตƒแถœแต สฐโฑหข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ แตƒหกหขแต’ หขหกแตƒแตแตแต‰แตˆ แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟหขแต— สฐโฑหข แต’สทโฟ แตแตƒแถœสฐโฑโฟแต‰โ€ง แดพแตƒโฟโฑแถœแตแต‰แตˆ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แต—แต’แต’แต หขแตƒโฑแตˆ แตแตƒแถœสฐโฑโฟแต‰ แต—แต’ แตˆโฑหขแต–แต’หขแต‰โ€ง "แถœแต’แตแต‰ แต’โฟ! แดพหกแตƒโฟแตหขสธ? แดผ!" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡'หข โฟแต’สท แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ สทโฑหกหกโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต—แต—หกแต‰ แถ แต’สณ สธแต‰หกหกโฑโฟแต แถ สณแต’แต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แตˆโฑแตˆ โฟแต’แต— แต‡แต˜แตˆแตแต‰ แต’สณ สณแต‰แตƒแถœแต— แตƒแต— แตƒหกหกโ€ง โ€œสธแต’แต˜ สฐแต‰แตƒสณ แตแต‰โ€ฆโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแต’แต‡หขโ€ง แดดแต‰ แต–แต‰แต— สฐแถคแต แตแต‰แถฐแต—หกสธห‘ โ€œแดต แถœแตƒโฟโ€™แต— สณแต‰แต›โฑแต›แต‰ สฐโฑแต แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  โฑแต— แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆแตŽ แดดแต‰'หข โฟแต’แต— สทแตƒแตโฑโฟแตโ€งโ€งโ€งโ€ แถœแตƒสณแต‰แถ แต˜หกหกสธ แต—แตƒแตโฑโฟแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต—แต’ สฐโฑหข แต–โฑโฟแต‰แตƒแต–แต–หกแต‰ สฐแต’แต˜หขแต‰ห’ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ หขแต‰แต— สฐโฑแต แตˆแต’สทโฟโ€ง "แดต หขสฐแต’แต˜หกแตˆ แต‡แต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ แต’แถฐแต‰ สทสฐแต’'หข แ”†แต‰แตโฑ แถœแต’แตแตƒแต—แต’หขแต‰ห‘ห‘ห‘" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแต’แต˜หกแตˆ แต‡แต‰ แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แตหกแตƒแตˆ โฑแถ  แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สณแต‰แตƒแถœแต—แต‰แตˆ แตƒโฟแตสณโฑหกสธโธด แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แตแถฐแต‰สท สฐแต‰'แตˆ แตแต‰แต— แตƒ สฐแตƒแถฐแตˆ หขสทแตƒแต—แต—แต‰แตˆ แตƒสทแตƒสธโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แตˆแต‰แถœโฑแตˆแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ หขโฑโฟแต แต—แต’ สฐโฑแตโ€ง แดฑแต›แต‰โฟแต—แต˜แตƒหกหกสธ สทสฐแต‰โฟ สณแต‰แตแตƒโฑโฟโฑโฟแต แถœแต’แถฐหขแถœแถคแต’แต˜หขแถฐแต‰หขหขโธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต‡แตƒสณแต‰หกสธ แตโฟแต‰สท แต—สฐแต‰ หขแต—แตƒแต—แต‰ สฐแต‰'หข โฑโฟโ€ง โ€œแตสฐโ€ฆโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแต—แต’แต–แต–แต‰แตˆ สฐแต˜แตแตแถคแถฐแตโธด หขแต‰แต‰โฑโฟแต สฐโฑแต หขแต—แตƒสณแต— แต—แต’ แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰โฟห‘ โ€œแดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ฆโ€ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡'หข แต›แต’โฑแถœแต‰ แต‰แถœสฐแต’แต‰แตˆ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ หขแตƒสท สฐแถคแต หขหกแต’สทหกสธ แถœแต’แตแต‰โ€ง โ€œแต‚สฐแตƒโ€ฆโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สทแตƒโฟแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต—แตƒแตแต‰ โฑแต— แต‰แตƒหขสธ แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแตƒสณแตˆหกสธ แถœแต’โฟแต—แตƒโฑโฟ แต‰หฃแถœโฑแต—แต‰แตแต‰โฟแต—โ€ง โ€œแดต สทแตƒหข หขแต’ สทแต’สณสณโฑแต‰แตˆแตŽ แดต'หกหก แต‡แต‰ สณแถคแตสฐแต— แต‡แตƒแถœแตห’ แตƒหข แดต แตแต’แต—แต—แตƒ แตแตƒแตแต‰ แตƒ แถœแตƒหกหกห‘ห‘ห‘โ€ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟห’ โฟแต’สท แถœแต’แถฐหขแถœแถคแต’แต˜หข แต‡แต˜แต— หขแต—แถคหกหก แตˆแตƒแถปแต‰แตˆโธด แถฐแต’แต— แตแถฐแต’สทแถคแถฐแต แต‰หฃแตƒแถœแต—หกสธ สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ สฐแต‰ สทแตƒหข แตƒแถฐแตˆ แถ แต‰แต‰หกแถคแถฐแต แต—สฐแต‰ แต‰แถ แถ แต‰แถœแต—หข แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ สฐแถคแต—ห’ สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถœแตƒหกหก แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆโธด แตƒหข สฐโฑหข หขแต‰โฟหขแต‰หข แต–แตƒโฑโฟ แตƒหกหขแต’ แถ หกแต’แต’แตˆแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑหข หขแต‰โฟหขแต‰หขโ€ง โ€œแดดแต‰'หข สทแตƒแตแถคแถฐแตแตŽโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐแตƒโฟแตหข แต˜แต–โ€ง โ€œแต‚สฐแต‰โ€ฆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡; สทสฐแตƒแต—'หข สฐแตƒแต–แต–แต‰โฟโฑโฟแต?โ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถœแตƒแต˜แตสฐแต— สฐโฑหข แต‡สณแต‰แตƒแต—สฐ แถ แต‰แตƒสณแถคแถฐแต แดพหกแตƒแถฐแตแต—แต’แถฐ'หข สณแต‰แตƒแถœแต—แถคแต’แถฐโ€ง "แดต แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆ แต—แต‰หกหก สธแต’แต˜'แต›แต‰ แตˆโฑหขแต’สณโฑแต‰โฟแต—แต‰แตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒหขแตแต‰แตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สทสฐแตƒแต— สฐแต‰ สณแต‰แตแต‰แตแต‡แต‰สณหขโ€ง โ€œแดฎแต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰ แดต สณแต‰แตแต‰แตแต‡แต‰สณ แตƒสทแตƒโฑแต—โฑโฟแต แตสธ แตแตƒแถœสฐโฑโฟแต‰ แต—แต’ แตƒโฟแตƒหกสธแถปแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’โฟแต—แต‰โฟแต—หข แต’แถ  แตƒ แต–แตƒแต—แต—สธ แต—แต’ แถ โฑโฟแตˆ แต’แต˜แต— สทสฐแตƒแต—โ€™หข โฑโฟ โฑแต—โ€ง แดธแตƒหขแต— แต—สฐโฑโฟแต แดต แตโฟแต‰สทโธด แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตแต’แต— แตƒ แถœสณแต’สทแต‡แตƒสณโธด แดต แตˆแต’โฟโ€™แต— แตโฟแต’สท สฐแต’สท แตแต˜แถœสฐ แต—โฑแตแต‰ แต˜แถฐแต—แถคหก แดต หขแต’แตแต‰ สฐแต’สท แต‰แถฐแตˆแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต– สฐแต‰สณแต‰โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตแต’แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสณแต’สทแต‡แตƒสณโธด โฑแต— แตโฟแต’แถœแตแต‰แตˆ สธแต’แต˜สณ สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆโธด สณแต‰โฟแตˆแต‰สณโฑโฟแต หขแต—แตƒแต—แต‰ แต’แถ  หขแต‰โฟหขแต‰หกแต‰หขหขโฟแต‰หขหขโธด แตƒโฟแตˆ สณแต‰แตแตƒโฑโฟแต‰แตˆ แต˜โฟแต—โฑหก แดต แต—แต’แต’แต สฐแต‰สณแต‰ แต—แต’ สณแต‰แถœแต’แต›แต‰สณ แถ สณแต’แต แต‡แต‰โฑโฟแต โฟแต’โฟโปแถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หขโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โธด โฑแต—โ€™หข แต˜โฟแถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หขโธด โฟแต’แต— โฟแต’โฟแถœแต’โฟหขแถœโฑแต’แต˜หขแตŽโ€ โ€œแดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโธด แตƒโฟสธแต—สฐโฑโฟแต แดต แถœแตƒโฟ แตˆแต’โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแตแตโธด แตˆแต’โฟ'แต— แถœสณสธโ€งโ€ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแต—แถคหกหก แต—สณสธ แต—แต’ สทสณแตƒแต– สฐโฑหข แตƒแถœสฐโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ แตƒสณแต’แต˜โฟแตˆ โฑแต— สทสฐแต‰โฟ แตƒ แตโฟแต’แถœแต แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณโ€ง โ€œแดตโ€™หกหก แตแต‰แต— โฑแต—แตŽโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต’แต–แต‰โฟหข แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณ แต—แต’ แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆโ€ง โ€œสธแต’แต˜ แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ สทแต’สณแต แต—แต’แตแต’สณสณแต’สทห€โ€ แ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ แ‘ซแต˜แต‰หขแต—โฑแต’โฟแต‰แตˆโ€ง โ€œแดต สทแตƒโฟแต— แต—แต’ แต–หกแตƒสธ โฑแต— หขแตƒแถ แต‰โ€งโ€ โ€œแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แดต แตˆแต’โฟโ€™แต— แตโฟแต’สท สฐแต’สท แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข สทโฑหกหก แตˆแต‰แตƒหก แตƒหข แดต สฐแตƒแต›แต‰โฟโ€™แต— สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆโธด แดต สทแต’โฟโ€™แต— หกแต‰แตƒแต›แต‰ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต˜โฟแตƒแต—แต—แต‰โฟแตˆแต‰แตˆโ€งโ€ โ€œแดต แตˆแต’โฟโ€™แต— สทแตƒโฟโฟแตƒ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แต—แต’ แตˆแต‰แตƒหก สทโฑแต—สฐ แต’แต˜สณ แต‡แต’หขหขโ€งโ€งโ€งโ€ โ€œแ”†แ‘ซแต˜โฑแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆห’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟหข หขแต—โฑหกหก สณแต‰แถœแต’แต›แต‰สณโฑโฟแต; แตˆแต’โฟโ€™แต— แต—แต‰หกหก แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข สฐแต‰โ€™หข สฐแต‰สณแต‰โ€ฆโ€ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แต‰หฃแต–หกแตƒโฑโฟแต‰แตˆโ€ง แดฌแถ แต—แต‰สณ หขแต แต˜แถคแตˆสทแตƒสณแตˆ หกแต‰แถ แต— หขแต–แต’แถฐแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต˜สณโฟแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง โ€œแถ แต‰แต‰หกโฑโฟแต แตƒโฟสธ แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณห€โ€ โ€œหขแต—โฑหกหก แถฐแต’แต— แต—แต’แต—แตƒหกหกสธ แถœหกแต‰แตƒสณ แตแถคแถฐแตˆแต‰แตˆ สธแต‰แต—โ€ง แต‚แตƒโฑแต—โธด สทสฐแต’ แต‰หกหขแต‰'หขโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดต แต—แต’แต’แต สธแต’แต˜ หขแต—สณแตƒโฑแตสฐแต— สฐแต‰สณแต‰โ€ง แดตโ€™แตˆ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ หขแต—แต’แต–แต–แต‰แตˆ แต‡สธ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต— แต‡แต˜แต— แดตโ€™แต โฟแต’แต— แตƒแต‡หกแต‰ แต—แต’ หขแต’ แดต แต—แต’แต’แต สธแต’แต˜ สฐแต‰สณแต‰โ€ง แ”†แต—โฑหกหกโธด สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒแถฐ แตแตƒแตแต‰ สธแต’แต˜สณหขแต‰หกแถ  แตƒแต— สฐแต’แตแต‰แตŽ แต‚สฐแตƒแต— แตˆแต’ สธแต’แต˜ แถ แต‰แต‰หก แต˜แต– แต—แต’ห€โ€ โ€œแถ โฑสณหขแต— หขแต—แต’แต– สณแตƒแตแต‡หกโฑโฟแต แต’โฟโ€ฆโ€ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฑโฟแต—แต‰สณสณแต˜แต–แต—แต‰แตˆ แต‡สธ แตแต’สณแต‰ แตโฟแต’แถœแตโฑโฟแต แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แต’แต–แต‰โฟหข แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณ แต—แต’ แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแตโ€ง โ€œแดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต แดตโ€™แต›แต‰ แตƒ หขโฑแต—แต˜แตƒแต—โฑแต’โฟโ€ง สธแต’แต˜ แตโฟแต’สท แตแต‰แต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ห€โ€ โ€œแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แตˆแต’โฟโ€™แต— แต—แต‰หกหก แดพโฑโฟแตสธ แตƒโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ โฑหข แตสธ แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆโธด แ”†แต’ สฒแต˜หขแต— หกแต‰แตƒแต›แต‰ แตƒหกแต’โฟแต‰แตŽโ€ โ€œแดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต แดต แตƒแต แถœแตƒสณโฑโฟแต แถ แต’สณ สฐโฑแต แตƒหขโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดต แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต— สทแต‰โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดต แถœแตƒโฟ แตƒหขแต แดพหกแตƒโฟโ€ฆโ€ โ€œแต‚สฐสธห€ แดดแต‰โ€™หข โฟแต’แต— แตแต’โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต สฐแต‰โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแ‘ซแต˜แถคแต‰แต—โธด สธแต’แต˜ แตแต’แต’แถ หข แตƒสณแต‰ สทแต’สณหขแต‰โฟโฑโฟแต แตสธ สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆ แต—สฐสณแต’แต‡แต‡โฑโฟแต หขแต’ แตโฟแต’แถœแต โฑแต— แต’แถ แถ แตŽโ€ แดฎแต’แต—สฐ แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰แต หกแต’แต’แตแต‰แตˆ แตƒแต— แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แถ โฑโฟแตƒหกหกสธ แตƒแถœแต—แถคแถฐแต แตแต’สณแต‰ หกแถคแตแต‰ สฐแถคแตหขแต‰หกแถ โ€ง โ€œแต‚แต‰โ€™หกหก หขแต‰แต‰ แต—แต’แตแต’สณสณแต’สท แดพแตƒแต—โ€งโ€งโ€งโ€ โ€œแ”†แต‰แต‰ สธแตƒโ€งโ€ แดพแตƒแต—สณโฑแถœแต หกแต‰แถ แต—โ€ง โ€œแดดแต˜โฟแตสณสธห€โ€ โ€œแดณแต˜แต‰หขหข แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แตˆโฑโฟโฟแต‰สณโ€ฆโ€ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ แตแต’แต— แถ แต’แต’แตˆโ€ง แ”†แต˜แตˆแตˆแต‰โฟหกสธโธด แต—สฐแต‰ แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ สณโฑโฟแตโฑโฟแตโ€ง โ€œสธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒโฟ แตแต‰แต‰แต– แต‰แตƒแต—โฑโฟแตแตŽโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰โ€ง โ€œแดฑสฐ แตแต’โฟโฟแตƒ สทแต’สณแต แต—แต’แตแต’สณสณแต’สทห€ แดต สณโฑแตˆ แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แตƒโฟแตƒหกสธหขแต‰สณโ€งโ€งโ€งโ€ แดทสณแตƒแต‡หขโ€ง โ€œแต€สฐแต‰ แดทสณแต˜หขแต—สธ แดทสณแตƒแต‡ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆหข สธแต‰แตŽโ€ แดฎแต˜แต— แ”†แต’ แตˆโฑแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง โ€œแดตโ€™แต หขแต—โฑหกหก แตƒ แต‡โฑแต— แต—แต’ หขสฐแตƒแตแต‰โฟ แต˜แต– แต—แต’ แตˆแต’ แตสธ สฒแต’แต‡ สทแต‰หกหก แต‡สธแต‰แตŽโ€ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ สฐแตƒโฟแตหข แต˜แต–โธด โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ หกโฑแตโฑโฟแต แถœแต’โฟแถ หกโฑแถœแต— แต’สณ แต—แต’ หกโฑแต‰โ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ โฑหฃแต‰แตˆ สทแตƒสณแต แต‡หกแตƒโฟแตแต‰แต—หขโ€ง โ€œแต€สฐแตƒโฟแตหขโ€ฆโ€ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตƒโฑแตˆโธด แต˜โฟแต˜หขแต˜แตƒหกหกสธ หขสฐแต’สทโฑโฟแต แตƒแถ แถ แต‰แถœแต—โฑแต’โฟโ€ง แ”†แต—โฑหกหก แต—สฐแต‰ หกแต‰แตƒหขแต— สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆ แตˆแต’โ€ง "แดต'แต หขแต’ แต‰หฃสฐแตƒแต˜หขแต—แต‰แตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰โ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แต‚แต‰'แต›แต‰ สฐแตƒแตˆ แตƒ หกแต’โฟแต แตˆแตƒสธ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟ'แต— สทแต‰?" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒหขแตแต‰แตˆโ€ง "แดต'แต หขแต’ แตหกแตƒแตˆ สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ แต‡แต’แต˜โฟแถœโฑโฟแต แต‡แตƒแถœแตโ€ง แดพแต‰สณสฐแตƒแต–หข แต—แต’แตแต’สณสณแต’สท สทโฑหกหก แต‡แต‰ แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณโ€งโ€งโ€ง สธแต’แต˜ แตโฟแต’สท?" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแต–แต’แตแต‰ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ โฟแต’แต—โฑแถœแต‰หข แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แถปแถปแถปแถปแถปแถป'โฑโฟแต หกโฑแตแต‰ แตƒ หกแต’แตโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰โฟ หขแต—สณแต’แตโฑโฟแต แตƒโฟแต—แต‰โฟโฟแตƒ หขแตแต’แต’แต—สฐโธด แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—สฐแต‰โฟ สทสฐโฑหขแต–แต‰สณแต‰แตˆ "สธแต’แต˜ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แตƒ แตแต’แต’แตˆ โฟโฑแตสฐแต—โ€งโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ สทแต’แตแต‰ แต‰แตƒสณหกสธ แต—แต’ หขแต˜โฟสณโฑหขแต‰โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หกแต‰แตƒโฟโฑโฟแต แต’โฟ แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟหขแต— สฐโฑแต หขแต—โฑหกหก แตƒหขหกแต‰แต‰แต–โ€ง แดดแต‰ แตˆโฑแตˆโฟโ€™แต— แตโฟแต’สท โฑแถ  สทสฐแต‰โฟ สฐแต‰โ€™แตˆ แตƒแต—แต—แต‰โฟแตˆ สทแต’สณแต แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟโธด สทแตƒโฟแต—โฑโฟแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ สณแต‰หขแต˜แตโฑโฟแตโ€ง แดผสณ แตƒแต— หกแต‰แตƒหขแต— แต—แต’ สทสฐแต‰โฟ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตแต‰แต—หข แต‡แตƒแถœแตโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ สทแตƒหข สทแตƒโฟแต—โฑโฟแต แต—แต’ แถœแตƒหกหก แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต—แต’ แต—แต‰หกหก สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต‰ หขโฟแต‰แตƒแตหข แต—แต’ แตˆโฑแถ แถ แต‰สณแต‰โฟแต— สณแต’แต’แต แต—แต’ แถœแตƒหกหกโ€ง โ€œแดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ฆโ€ แ”†สฐแต‰ สทแตƒหข หขแต˜สณแต–สณโฑหขแต‰แตˆโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต‰หฃแต–หกแตƒโฑโฟแต‰แตˆ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข แตƒโฟแตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสณแต’สทแต‡แตƒสณโธด สฐแต’สท แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตแต’โฟแถœแตแต‰แตˆ แต’แต˜แต— หกโฑแตแต‰ แตƒ หกโฑแตสฐแต—โ€ง โ€œแต€สฐแตƒโฟแต สธแต’แต˜ หขแต’ แตแต˜แถœสฐ หกแต’แต’แตโฑโฟแต แต’แต˜แต—แตŽ แดดแต‰ แตโฑแตสฐแต— โฟแต’แต— สทแตƒโฟแต— แต—แต’ แต–แต‰หขแต—แต‰สณ แตƒแต‡แต’แต˜แต— โฑแต—โ€ฆโ€ โ€œแดต แตโฟแต’สท; แดต สฒแต˜หขแต— แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต— โฑแต— โฟแต‰แถœแต‰หขหขแตƒสณสธ แต—แต’ แต—แต‰หกหก สธแต’แต˜โ€ฆโ€ แดดแต‰ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต—แต’ หขแต‰แต‰ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขโฑแต—แต—โฑโฟแต แต˜แต– แต’โฟ สฐโฑหข แต’สทโฟ แถ แต˜หกหกสธ แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰โ€ง "สธแต‰หขแต—แต‰สณแตˆแตƒสธ'หข แตƒ แต‡หกแต˜สณโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "แดต แต‡แต‰แต—โธด แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง" แดถแต˜หขแต— แต—สฐแต‰โฟโธด แตƒโฟแต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ แตโฟแต’แถœแต แต’โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต’แต’สณโ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟโ€ง โ€œแดต แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แถ แตƒหขแต— แตƒหข แดต แถœแต’แต˜หกแตˆโ€ง แดต แต–หกแตƒโฟโฟแต‰แตˆ แต’โฟ หกแต‰แตƒแต›โฑโฟแต แต‰แต›แต‰โฟ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒหกหกแต‰แตˆโ€งโ€ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต‰หฃแต–หกแตƒโฑโฟแต‰แตˆโ€ง โ€œแดธแต‰แต—'หข แตแต’โ€ฆโ€ แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตƒแถฐแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หกแต‰แถ แต—โ€ง
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"Come on, Sheldon," Krabs said. "You get that patty back here, I'm warning ye." Sheldon Plankton had tried countless times to steal the recipe, but Mr. Krabs had always been a step ahead. Plankton whined. "I've got a restaurant to run too, you know." Krabs ignored the protest, his beady eyes never leaving the control panel of his latest contraption. Plankton felt a prick and looked to see a small dart. "Whoah.." He managed to squeak before the world started to spin around him. His legs felt like gelatin, and he could see the edges of his vision blurring as the tranquilizer began to take effect. Krabs cackled with satisfaction as he watched Plankton frame wobble. "That, me hearty, was yer ticket to a little... unscheduled nap. Now, don't go anywhere, I've got business to attend to." The tranquilizer spread through Plankton's body, turning his muscles to jelly. His eye grew heavier, his thoughts slowing to a crawl. As the darkness claimed him, he was vaguely aware of the cold steel surrounding him, the echoes of his own voice bouncing around the chamber. "What are you planning, Krabs?" he slurred, the words barely audible through his fading consciousness. He couldn't let Krabs win again. He got the dart off himself, but not before it'd take effect. He noticed a lever that looked out of place, and with a hopeful thought, he threw himself at it. His tiny form hit the lever with surprising force, and he heard the sound of gears grinding to life. The walls of the chamber began to vibrate, and a faint light grew in the distance. Plankton stumbled towards the light. It grew brighter, revealing a small hatch, turning his thoughts into a thick fog. He had to focus on the light, on the escape that lay before him. With a herculean effort, he managed to pull himself to the hatch. The metal was cold and slick with condensation. He fumbled with the lock, his tiny hands slipping off repeatedly. Each failed attempt was met with a groan of frustration that seemed to echo through the chamber. But Plankton's resolve was unyielding. He had to get out. He had to show Krabs that he wasn't going down without a fight. As the tranquilizer continued to take hold, Plankton's movements grew more erratic, his coordination slipping away like grains of sand through his fingers. His vision narrowed to a pinprick, the light from the hatch the only thing keeping him tethered to reality. His breaths grew shallower, his heartbeat a distant drum in his chest. He could feel the darkness closing in, the sedative's embrace threatening to pull him under. He tried to focus on the hatch, his eye crossing with the effort. The lever was his lifeline, and he had to get it open. But his hands, once so nimble, now felt like overstuffed sausages attached to his wrists. He slapped at the metal, his fingertips barely grazing the edge. Each failure brought with it a wave of drowsiness that threatened to swamp him. "Must... stay... awake," he mumbled, his voice barely more than a whisper. The light from the hatch grew more enticing, beckoning him to give in to the warm embrace of sleep. But Plankton had faced worse than a simple nap before. He'd been flattened, shrunk, and even temporarily turned into a Krabby Patty. This was just another hurdle in the never-ending saga of his life. The world around him swayed. His thoughts were as elusive. He knew he was close to losing consciousness, and with it, any hope of victory. With a tremendous effort, he focused his gaze on the hatch, willing his arms to move. His body felt like it was made of cooked spaghetti, but he had to keep fighting. "Open... open...," he murmured, his voice a hoarse whisper. His hand reached for the lever, slipping off several times before finally catching it. The metal was cold and slippery against his skin, but he held on, his determination stronger than the tranquilizer's grip. He pushed with all his might, his eye sliding shut against his will. The hatch gave a little, and a burst of cool, fresh water spurted out. The sensation brought a moment of clarity, and Plankton realized that he had to act fast before he lost the battle against his heavy eyelid. He gritted his teeth and pushed with everything he had, the lethargy in his limbs slowly dissipating. The hatch groaned in protest before swinging open with a metallic screech. The chamber floor tilted and spun beneath him, and he barely registered the rush of water that flooded the room. His eyesight swimming with stars, Plankton threw himself through the opening, his body landing with a thump in a narrow, pipe-like corridor beyond. The water sloshed around him, carrying him away from the chamber. He had no idea where the pipe led, but it was a path to freedom, and he had to follow it. The tranquilizer made his thoughts as murky as the water around him. He tried to remember the layout of the Chum Bucket, but it was like trying to piece together a jigsaw puzzle that had been tossed into a blender. His brain felt as though it was wrapped in seaweed, each thought a struggle to form. Plankton knew he had to keep moving, but his body didn't seem to agree. His eyelids drooped, threatening to close and pull him into the abyss of sleep. The pipe leads him right to SpongeBob. "W-who...what...wha...?" Plankton slurred as the water receded, his legs still feeling like they were made of rubber. His eye blinked rapidly, trying to adjust to the sudden brightness of the lights outside the chamber. He found himself face to face with a concerned SpongeBob, who was staring at him with wide, innocent eyes. "Plankton?" Sponge Bob's voice was filled with confusion. "What are you doing here?" Plankton tried to speak, but all that came out was a garbled mess of words. "K-Krabs...tranq-tranq...recipe...nap..." SpongeBob's confusion grew with every incoherent syllable that tumbled from Plankton's mouth. "What's going on, buddy?" "Sponge Bob...sorry...so sleepy," Plankton murmured, voice childlike. "Krabs...put me to beddy-bye...but no nap-nap." Sponge Bob looked around, his spongy brow furrowed. "Mr. Krabs didn't do anything to you, did he?" Concern etched into his porous features as he bent down to help. Plankton was a persistent pest, but Sponge Bob had a soft spot for the tiny creature. He knew deep down that Plankton's heart was in the right place, even if his methods were...less than desirable. The corridor grew dimmer as the sedative dragged Plankton under. His voice grew quieter, his words slurring into a sleepy lilt. "Krabs...so sneaky...sleepy...patty...nap time..." His eye rolled back and his body went limp. The tranquilizer had done its job, and now Plankton was out cold. "Oh no, not another one of Mr. Krabs' contraptions!" He didn't know what the crab had been up to, but he knew he had to help. Gently, he propped Plankton up. The sight of the sleep dart on the ground was the clue he needed. "Oh, Plankton," he whispered, his heart sinking. He tried shaking him gently, calling his name in a soft, urgent voice. Plankton's head lolled back, but he remained deeply asleep. "Wake up, Plankton," Sponge Bob pleaded, patting his cheek with a spongy hand. Plankton remained unresponsive. "Mr. Krabs, what have you done?" He whispered to himself, his heart racing. In all their years of rivalry, Krabs had never used a tranquilizer on his arch-nemesis. This was a new low, even for the penny-pinching crustacean. "Come on, Plankton," Sponge Bob said, his voice a mix of worry and determination. "You can't just nap here like a jellyfish." He didn't flinch. His eye remained closed, his chest rising and falling in a rhythmic pattern as he breathed in and out, completely oblivious to the world around him. Krabs had gone too far. He had to get him out somewhere safe where he could sleep off the tranquilizer. Sponge Bob had to get Plankton back to the Chum Bucket, where he could wake up safely. "Karen, Karen!" Sponge Bob called out as he laid Plankton down on the cold, metal floor of his lab. "Look what happened!" "Oh dear, Sponge Bob," she said, her voice synthetic but filled with worry. "Mr. Krabs really outdid himself this time." Sponge Bob nods. He gently patted his friend's cheek, willing him to stir. "Plankton, come on, wake up," he whispered, his voice thick with concern. Plankton was out for the count, so they wait the sedative to wear off. Plankton's features in sleep, his mouth slightly open, emitting faint snores that were barely audible. Even his eyebrow, which often furrowed in determination or anger, were now soft arches on his forehead. But as the tranquilizer's grip slowly loosened, the first stirrings of consciousness began to ripple through. His eye flickered open, and for a moment, he stared up at the unfamiliar ceiling, blinking in confusion. The world was a blur of colors and shapes that slowly began to resolve themselves into the familiar surroundings of his Chum Bucket lab. Groaning, Plankton blinked and slowly, the room came into focus. Karen's screens were alight with concern, and Sponge Bob hovered over him, his spongy hands wringing together nervously. "Wha...?" Plankton mumbled, but everything came rushing back to him. "Krabs," he spat. Sponge Bob looked down at him with a mix of confusion and relief. "You were...uh, you were tranquilized," Sponge Bob explained, his voice tentative. Plankton's eye narrowed, and a low growl built in his throat. The fuzzy memories of the chamber and Krabs' laughter grew sharper. "That cheap, slimy...crustacean! Where is he?" "Mr. Krabs isn't here," he said. "I brought you here." Plankton's gaze sharpened, his curiosity piqued. "Why would you do that?" he slurred, his voice thick with distrust. "You work for him." Sponge Bob's expression was earnest. "Because, Plankton, sometimes doing what's right is more important than where you work. Besides, I'm quitting my job and will work for you; it's what friends do."
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แต€แต’ แดดแต‰แตƒหกหข โฝแ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แดฎแต’แต‡ แถ แตƒโฟแถ โฑแถœโพ แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข หขแต‰แต— แตƒ หขสฐแตƒสณแต– แถœหกแตƒแตแต–โฑโฟแต แต—สณแตƒแต– โฟแต‰แตƒสณ แต—สฐแต‰ หขแตƒแถ แต‰ สฐแต’หขแต—โฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ โฑโฟแตสณแต‰แตˆโฑแต‰โฟแต—หขโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข สทแต‰แตƒแต แถœสณสธโฑโฟแต แตƒหข สฐโฑหข แตƒโฟแต—แต‰โฟโฟแตƒแต‰ โฟแต‰แตƒสณหกสธ แถœแต˜แต— โฑโฟ สฐแตƒหกแถ โธด แตƒหขแตแต‰สทโ€ง แดดแต‰ แถœแตƒสณสณโฑแต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแต แต—แต’ แตƒ หกแต’แถœแตƒหก แถœหกโฑโฟโฑแถœ แตƒหข แต—สฐแต‰ แถœหกโฑโฟโฑแถœโฑแตƒโฟหข แตˆแต‰แต‰แตแต‰แตˆ สฐแต’สท'หข โฑโฟ โฟแต‰แต‰แตˆ แต’แถ  โฑโฟแต—แต‰สณแต›แต‰โฟแต—โฑแต’โฟโ€ง "แดทโฑแตˆ หขแต—แตƒสธ สทโฑแต—สฐ แตแต‰โธด แต–หกแต‰แตƒหขแต‰โ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต–หกแต‰แตƒแตˆแต‰แตˆ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แต‰โฟแต—แต‰สณแต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ หขแต˜สณแตแต‰สณสธโ€ง "สธแต’แต˜ แถœแตƒโฟโฟแต’แต— หขแต—แตƒสธ สทสฐแต‰โฟแถœแต‰ สทแต‰ หขแต—แตƒสณแต— แต‡แต˜แต— สทแตƒโฑแต— แถ แต’สณ หขแต‰แตˆแตƒแต—โฑแต›แต‰หข แต—แต’ แตโฑแถœแต โฑโฟ; สทแต‰'หกหก แถœแตƒหกหก สธแต’แต˜ แต‡แตƒแถœแต สทสฐแต‰โฟแถœแต‰ สทแต‰ แถ โฑโฟโฑหขสฐ แต˜แต–โ€ง" แต€สฐแต‰ แถœหกโฑโฟโฑแถœโฑแตƒโฟ แต—แต’หกแตˆ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€ง แดพแตƒโฑโฟ แถ สณแต’แต สฐโฑหข แตƒโฟแต—แต‰โฟโฟแตƒแต‰ สณแตƒแตˆโฑแตƒแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ สฐโฑหข สฐแต‰แตƒแตˆโ€ง "แดต แตโฟแต’สท สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ โฟแต’แต— แต˜แต– แต—แต’ แต–แตƒสณ แต‡แต˜แต— แดต'หกหก แต‡แต‰ สทโฑแต—สฐ สธแต’แต˜ แตƒหข สธแต’แต˜ แถ แตƒหกหก แต˜โฟแตˆแต‰สณ แตƒโฟแตˆ แต‡แตƒแถœแต แถ แต’สณ สธแต’แต˜ แต—แต’ สทแตƒแตแต‰โ€ง แดต'แต สณโฑแตสฐแต— แต‡สธ สธแต’แต˜สณ หขโฑแตˆแต‰ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒโฟแตˆ สทโฑหกหก แต‡แต‰ แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰แถ แต’สณแต‰ สธแต’แต˜ แตโฟแต’สท โฑแต—โ€งโ€ง" แ”†แตƒสธหข แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โธด หกแต‰แต—แต—โฑโฟแต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ สณแต‰หขแต— แตƒ สฐแตƒโฟแตˆ แต’โฟ สฐโฑหขโ€ง 'แต‚สฐแตƒแต— แตƒ สฐแต‰แถœแต—โฑแถœ แตˆแตƒสธโ€งโ€ง' แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แตสณโฑแต– แต‰แตƒหขแต‰แตˆ แตƒหข แต—สฐแต‰ แตแต‰แตˆหข หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แตแตƒแตแต‰ สฐโฑแต หขหกแต‰แต‰แต–สธ แต‰โฟแต’แต˜แตสฐ แต—แต’ แตโฟแต’แถœแต สฐโฑแต แต’แต˜แต—โ€ง "แต‚แต‰หกหก แดนสณโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰ แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐแต‰'หข แถœแต’แตแต–หกแต‰แต—แต‰หกสธ แตˆแต’สทโฟ แต˜โฟแตˆแต‰สณ หขแต’ สทแต‰'หกหก หกแต‰แต— สธแต’แต˜ แตโฟแต’สท สทสฐแต‰โฟแต‰แต›แต‰สณ สฐแต‰ สทแตƒแตแต‰หข แต˜แต– แถ สณแต’แต แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟ!" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—สฐแตƒโฟแตแต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœหกโฑโฟโฑแถœโฑแตƒโฟ แตƒโฟแตˆ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—แต’ สทแตƒโฑแต—โฑโฟแตโ€ง แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แตแต–แต˜แต—แต‰สณ สทโฑแถ แต‰ แต’แถ  แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฟแต’สท สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แต–สฐแต’โฟแต‰ สณโฑโฟแตโธด หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตƒโฟหขสทแต‰สณโฑโฟแต แต—สฐแต‰ แต’แต—สฐแต‰สณ แต‰โฟแตˆโ€ง 'แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สทแต‰ สฐแตƒแต›แต‰ แตƒ หขโฑแต—แต˜แตƒแต—โฑแต’โฟ แตƒ แดต แถœแตƒโฟโฟแต’แต— แตˆสณโฑแต›แต‰โธด หขแต’ แถœแต’แตแต‰ แต—แต’ แต–โฑแถœแต แต˜แต– แตแต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒแต— แถ สณแต’แต แต—สฐแต‰ แถœหกโฑโฟโฑแถœ' แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ สฐแต‰แตƒสณแตˆ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒสธโ€ง แ”†สฐแต‰ แตแตƒแตˆแต‰ โฑแต— แตƒโฟแตˆ สทแต‰โฟแต— แต—สฐแต‰ สทแตƒโฑแต—โฑโฟแต สทโฑแต—สฐ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แถ แต’สณ สฐแต‰สณ สฐแต˜หขแต‡แตƒโฟแตˆโ€ง แต€สฐแต‰ แถœหกโฑโฟโฑแถœโฑแตƒโฟ แถœแตƒหกหกแต‰แตˆ แต—สฐแต‰แต แต‡แต’แต—สฐ แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ หขแต˜สณแตแต‰สณสธโ€ง "แต‚แต‰ สฒแต˜หขแต— แถ โฑโฟโฑหขสฐแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต– โฟแต’สท แตƒโฟแตˆ สฐแต‰'หข โฟแต’แต— แตƒสทแตƒแตแต‰ สธแต‰แต—โธด แต‡แต˜แต— หขแต—โฑหกหก แต‰หฃแต–แต‰แถœแต— หขแต’แตแต‰ แต‰แตแต’แต—โฑแต’โฟแตƒหก แถœแต’โฟแถ แต˜หขโฑแต’โฟ แต‡แต‰สฐแตƒแต›โฑแต’แต˜สณ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แถœแต’แตแต‰หข แต’แต˜แต— แต’แถ  แต‡แต‰โฑโฟแต โฑโฟ แตƒโฟ แตƒโฟแตƒแต‰หขแต—สฐแต‰แต—โฑหขแต‰แตˆ หขแต—แตƒแต—แต‰โ€ง" "แต€สฐแตƒโฟแตหขโ€งโ€ง" 'แต‚สฐแตƒแต—โป สทสฐแต’โป สทสฐแต‰สณแต‰ แตƒแตโป' แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ'หข แถ โฑสณหขแต—โธด แต‡แตƒสณแต‰หกสธ แถœแต’สฐแต‰สณแต‰โฟแต— แต—สฐแต’แต˜แตสฐแต—หข แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แถ แต‰หกแต— หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡'หข สฐแตƒโฟแตˆโ€ง "แดธแต‰แต— แตแต‰ หขแต‰แต‰ สธแต’แต˜สณ แต‰สธแต‰โ€งโ€ง" หขแตƒโฑแตˆ แตƒ แต›แต’โฑแถœแต‰โ€ง แดดแต‰ โฟแต’สท หขแตƒสท แต—สฐแต‰แต แตƒหข สฐโฑหข แต‰สธแต‰หกโฑแตˆ แถ หกแต˜แต—แต—แต‰สณแต‰แตˆ แต—แต’ แต’แต–แต‰โฟ หขหกแต’สทหกสธโ€ง "แต‚สฐแต‰โฟโ€™แตˆโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ แถ สณแต‰แต‰ แต—แต’ แตแต’ สฐแต’แตแต‰; แตƒหกหก'หข แตˆแต’โฟแต‰ แตƒโฟแตˆ สธแต’แต˜ แตˆโฑแตˆ หขแต’ แตสณแต‰แตƒแต—!" หขแตƒโฑแตˆ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœหกโฑโฟโฑแถœโฑแตƒโฟโ€ง "แดธแต’แต’แต แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ; แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ'หข แถœแตƒแตแต‰ แต—แต’ แต—แตƒแตแต‰ แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แถœสฐแต˜แต แต‡แต˜แถœแตแต‰แต—!" แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แต—แต’หกแตˆ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒหข สฐแต‰ แถ แต‰หกแต— สฐโฑแตหขแต‰หกแถ  แตแต‰แต— แต—โฑหกแต—แต‰แตˆ โฑโฟ แต—แต’ แตƒ หขแต‰แตƒแต—แต‰แตˆ แต˜แต–สณโฑแตสฐแต— แต–แต’หขโฑแต—โฑแต’โฟโ€ง "แดต แต–สณแต’แตโฑหขแต‰ สธแต’แต˜'หกหก แต‡แตƒแถœแต แต—แต’ โฟแต’สณแตแตƒหก โฑโฟ โฟแต’ แต—โฑแตแต‰ แตƒแต— แตƒหกหก!" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แตƒโฟแตˆ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแตƒแต— แต‡แตƒแถœแต หขแต‰แตƒแต— แตƒหข แดทแตƒสณแต‰โฟ แตˆสณโฑแต›แต‰หข แต—สฐแต‰แตโ€ง "แต‚สฐสธ แตˆแต’ แดต แถ แต‰แต‰หกโ€งโ€งโ€ง" "สธแต’แต˜ แตแต’แต— สธแต’แต˜สณ แตƒโฟแต—แต‰โฟโฟแตƒหข โฑโฟ แถœแตƒแต˜แตสฐแต— แตƒโฟแตˆ แถ โฑหฃแต‰แตˆ แต˜แต– แต‰แตƒแถœสฐ แตƒโฟแต—แต‰โฟโฟแตƒ แต—แต’ แต‡แต‰ แตƒหกหก แต‡แต‰แต—แต—แต‰สณ!" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หกแต‰แตƒโฟแต‰แตˆ แต’โฟ แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ สฐแต‰แตƒแต›โฑหกสธ แตˆแต’แถปโฑโฟแต แต’แถ แถ  แต‡แต˜แต— สฐแต‰ สทแต’แตแต‰ แตƒหข แต—สฐแต‰สธ แตƒสณสณโฑแต›แต‰แตˆโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต— แต—สฐแต‰ แต–แต‰แต— แตƒแตแต’แต‰แต‡แตƒ แต–แต˜แต–แต–สธ แต—สณแต’แต—แต—แต‰แตˆ แต’แต›แต‰สณ แต—แต’ สฐโฑหข แต‡แต‰แตˆ หขโฑแตˆแต‰ แต—แต’ แต—สฐแต‰ แต’สทโฟแต‰สณโ€ง "แถœแต’แตแต‰ แต‡สธ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€งโ€ง" แ”†แต–แต’แต— หขแต‰แต—แต—หกแต‰แตˆ สณโฑแตสฐแต— แต‡สธ แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ โฟแต‰หฃแต— แต—สฐโฑโฟแต สฐแต‰ แตโฟแต‰สท โฟแต’สท'หข แต—สฐแต‰ โฟแต‰หฃแต— แตแต’สณโฟโฑโฟแตโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’แต— หขแต—โฑหกหก หขแต—แตƒสธแต‰แตˆโ€ง แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ แตแต’แต— สณโฑแตˆ แต’แถ  แต—สฐแต‰ แตˆแต‰แต›โฑแถœแต‰ แต’แถ  แดนสณโ€ง แดทสณแตƒแต‡หข หขแต’ แตƒหข แต—แต’ สฐแต‰หกแต– แถ สณแต’แต สฐแตƒแต–แต–แต‰โฟโฑโฟแต แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟโ€ง แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ แต’โฟหกสธ หขแต—แตƒสณแต—แต‰แตˆ สณแต‰แตแต˜หกแตƒสณโฑแต—สธ แตƒแตแตƒโฑโฟ แตƒแถ แต—แต‰สณ สฐโฑหข แตƒโฟแต—แต‰โฟโฟแตƒแต‰ สฐแต‰แตƒหกแต‰แตˆโ€ง "สธแต’แต˜'สณแต‰ แต—สฐแต‰ แต‡แต‰หขแต— แถ สณโฑแต‰โฟแตˆ แต—แต’ หขแต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡โ€งโ€ง" แดพหกแตƒโฟแตแต—แต’โฟ หขแตƒโฑแตˆโธด แตƒหข แ”†แต–แต’โฟแตแต‰แต‡แต’แต‡ หขแต—แต’แต–แต–แต‰แตˆ สฐโฑแตโ€งโ€ง
new spongebob/plankton plankarenbob wordcount: 100-500 Karen & SpongeBob SquarePants Phone Calls & Telephones waking up healing and caring to heals
DO YOU TRUST ME pt. 20 ๐– ๐—Ž๐—๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹'๐—Œ ๐–ฃ๐—‚๐—Œ๐–ผ๐—…๐–บ๐—‚๐—†๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–ญ๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ ๐˜ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต. ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜š๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง. ๐˜ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ซ๐˜ฐ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ค ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜'๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด. ๐˜š๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฎ ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜บ. ๐˜ž๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ, ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ณ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ท๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜บ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด. ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ. ( emojicombos.com/neurofabulous ) Karen's arms wrap around him, her hands gentle on his back as she whispers words of comfort, her voice a balm to his frayed nerves. "You're safe, baby," she says. "You're safe with me." Plankton's sobs slow, his body relaxing marginally in her embrace. His antennae still thrash, but with less urgency, when Plankton's main dentist comes in. Dr. Musselman, Plankton's main dentist, rushes into the room, his eyes wide with concern at the sight of his patient's distress. Karen quickly explains the situation, her voice tight with emotion. "He's having an autistic shutdown," she says, her hand on Plankton's trembling back. "He's sensitive to sensory overload." He nods. "You can come into my exam room, follow me." The doctor's exam room is dimmer, the air cooler, and the smell less intense. The change in atmosphere is like a gentle caress against Plankton's overstimulated sensors. He lets out a shaky sigh, his antennae unfurling slightly. Dr. Musselman's eyes are kind, his voice a soothing balm. "Hi, Plankton," he says, his tone gentle. "Remember me?" Plankton's gaze flickers to him, his antennae stilling. "You're my other dentist," he whispers, his voice hoarse from the sobbing. The doctor nods, his smile reassuring. "That's right. I know you don't like surprises, so I'm sorry for that, for Jill. But we're going to take it slow, okay?" Plankton nods, his antennae twitching slightly. "We need to finish your cleaning," Karen says, her voice gentle. "But we'll do it with Dr. Musselman. He'll always work here, and can be your dentist instead of Jill from now on!" "Okay," Dr. Musselman says, his voice calm and measured. "We're going to take some x-rays now. It's quick and painless." Plankton's antennae perk up slightly at the mention of painlessness. He nods, his eye searching the doctor's face for any sign of deception. The doctor leads them to a small, enclosed space, the whirring of the x-ray machine a soothing constant. Karen holds Plankton's hand, her grip firm but gentle, as he sits in the chair. The doctor explains the process, his words clear and concise. Plankton nods, his breathing slowing slightly as he tries to comfort himself. The x-ray machine's cold metal touches his jaw, and he jolts. "It's okay," Karen whispers, her hand on his shoulder. "It's just a little picture of your teeth." Plankton's eye closes, his antennae stilling. He nods, his trust in his wife a beacon in the storm of his fear. Dr. Musselman's movements are careful, his voice calm. "Open wide," he says. Plankton's mouth opens slightly, his teeth clenched. The x-ray film slides into place, cold and slightly sticky. He tastes the metal, feels the pressure. But it's not the same as the probe. It's bearable. The machine whirs to life, the sensation of the x-rays a gentle buzz against his skin. His antennae quiver, but he doesn't pull away. Karen's hand squeezes his, a silent promise of support. "Good job," she murmurs, her voice a warm whisper in the cool air. The doctor's voice is steady. "Almost done," he says, his eyes on the machine's readout. Plankton nods, his breaths shallow but even. The fear has receded to a dull throb, a distant echo of the panic that had consumed him. The x-ray machine clicks off, the buzz of its operation silenced. Dr. Musselman gently removes the film, his movements careful not to startle Plankton. "Good boy," he says, his voice a warm caress. Plankton's antennae twitch in response, a tentative sign of trust.
new do you trust me karen plankton 20
A JOURNEY TO AUTISM iii (Autistic author) Inside, she sets him down on their favorite couch, the one with the frayed edges and the squeaky spring that always reminded them of their first date. The room is cluttered with half-finished inventions and plans for Krabby Patty heists. She sits beside him. The silence stretches on, heavier than a net full of anchovies. Plankton's antennas twitch, his eye darting around the room, taking in the chaos. Karen's mind is racing, wondering if he recognizes any of it, if it brings back any memories of their life together. "Home," he murmurs, his voice filled with uncertainty. The room feels smaller, more cramped than she remembered, as if the walls are closing in on them. "Do you like it here?" she asks, trying to gauge his reaction. He looks around, his antennas moving slightly as he processes his surroundings. "Home," he says again, his voice a mix of curiosity and confusion. The room is a jumble of wires, gadgets, and half-eaten chum sticks. Karen's with tears as she realizes how much she's taken for granted their life together. She had always loved Plankton's quirks and his boundless energy, but now his mind seemed to be stuck in a loop, unable to move beyond the basic functions of acknowledgment. "Home," Plankton says again, his antennas drooping. "Home with Karen." The repetition of the words stirs something within Karen. Echolalia, the doctor had called it, a common trait in those with autism. It was Plankton's way of trying to understand the world around him, to find comfort in familiar words and phrases. "Yes," she whispers, her throat tight with emotion. "This is our home." The room seems to shrink around them as Plankton's echolalic chant of "home with Karen" repeats in a soothing loop. Each time he says it, Karen feels a pang of hope. Maybe, just maybe, he was finding comfort in the simplicity of their life together. "Home with Karen," he says again, his antennas slightly more animated. Karen nods, brimming with tears. "Yes, Plankton, we're home." But she sees a flicker of distress in his eye. "Sponge Bob," he whispers, his antennas quivering with urgency. "Where's Sponge Bob?" Karen's heart squeezes at the mention of him. "Sponge Bob's not here right now," she says, choosing her words carefully. "But he'll come to visit." Plankton's antennas shoot up, his eye wide. "Sponge Bob," he repeats, his voice gaining strength. "Friend. Need Sponge Bob." The desperation in his tone is heart-wrenching, and Karen knows she needs to act fast to soothe his anxiety. "Ok, ok," she says, her voice calm. "Let's call Sponge Bob." Karen picks up the phone, her hands shaking slightly as she dials the familiar number. The phone rings once, twice, before it's answered by a cheerful voice. "Karen?" Sponge Bob's voice sounds surprised but concerned. "Is everything ok?" Karen takes a deep breath, trying to keep her voice steady. "It's Plankton," she says. "He's asking for you to come over." There's a pause on the other end of the line. "Plankton? But we're... I mean?" Sponge Bob's voice is filled with confusion. Karen's with desperation as she watches Plankton rock back and forth on the couch, his chant growing louder. "Sponge Bob. Need Sponge Bob." "Please, Sponge Bob," she pleads, her voice cracking. Sponge Bob's voice on the other end of the line softens. "Of course, Karen. I'll be right over." The line goes dead, and Karen hangs up the phone, feeling a tiny spark of hope. Plankton's cries for Sponge Bob have become more insistent, his rocking more pronounced. She gently places a hand on his shoulder, trying to soothe him. "Sponge Bob's coming, Plankton," she says, her voice steady. "He'll be here soon." Plankton's rocking slows, his antennas drooping slightly. "Sponge Bob," he whispers, his eye searching hers. "Safe." The word hangs in the air, and Karen realizes that despite his confusion, he feels comfort in Sponge Bob's presence. A few moments later, they hear the telltale sound of bubbles popping against the glass, and a knock on the door. With a tremble, Karen stands and opens it to reveal Sponge Bob, looking slightly nervous but determined. "Hi, Plankton!" he exclaims. Plankton's antennas shoot up at the sound of his name, and he whips his head around to face the door. "Sponge Bob!" he shouts, his eye lighting up with an unmistakable joy. Sponge Bob steps into the room. "Sponge Bob!" he exclaims, his voice a mix of excitement and relief. He lunges forward, wrapping his tiny arms around the larger sponge in an embrace. Sponge Bob looks surprised but quickly returns the hug, his spongy form enveloping Plankton completely. "Plankton, what's going on?" he asks, his eyes wide with concern. He's never seen Plankton like this. Plankton pulls back, his expression a jumble of emotions. "Sponge Bob," he says again, his voice filled with affection. He grabs Sponge Bob's hand and tugs him closer. "Home with Karen. Need you." Sponge Bob looks to Karen, his eyes filled with uncertainty, but she nods encouragingly. "It's ok," she says. "He's just happy you're here." The sight of Plankton's excited state brings a smile to Sponge Bob's face, despite his confusion. He sits down next to him on the couch, his own excitement growing. "What do you want to do?" Sponge Bob asks, his voice filled with genuine enthusiasm. Plankton's antennas twitch as he thinks, his eye darting around the room. "Let's play a game," he suddenly exclaims, his voice filled with a child-like excitement that hadn't been there before. "What kind of game, Plankton?" Karen asks, eager to encourage his newfound energy. "Chess!" he exclaims, pointing to a dusty board in the corner of the room. Sponge Bob's eyes widen with surprise, but he doesn't hesitate. He leaps up from the couch and wipes the dust from the board with his spongy hand, setting up the pieces with surprising efficiency. Karen watches from the sidelines, her heart swelling with love and hope as Plankton's enthusiasm grows. He moves the pieces with a frenetic energy, his eye alight with a joy she hadn't seen since before the accident. Sponge Bob, ever the optimist, matches his excitement, even though he's clearly outmatched by Plankton's strategic mind. "Checkmate!" Plankton cries out, his antennas waving with each word. Sponge Bob's expression is a mix of surprise and admiration. "Wow, Plankton, you're really good at this!" The room echoes with Plankton's laughter, a sound that's both familiar and foreign to Karen's ears. The old Plankton would have gloated. "Checkmate," he says again, his antennas bobbing in excitement. "Checkmate, checkmate." Sponge Bob laughs, a wonderful, genuine laugh that fills the room. "You win, Plankton," he says, his hands clapping together. Plankton's antennas stop twitching for a moment, and he looks at Sponge Bob, his eye studying the sponge's reaction. "Win," he repeats, a hint of understanding in his voice. "Win at chess." He claps like SpongeBob. Sponge Bob's eyes light up, seeing the connection. "Yes, Plankton, you won the chess game," he says, his voice soothing. "You're really good at it." Plankton's antennas start to twitch again, his eye darting between the board and Sponge Bob. "Win," he murmurs, his voice filled with a newfound sense of pride. "Win with Sponge Bob." The phrase becomes a chant, his brain finding solace in the repetition. "Win with Sponge Bob, win with Sponge Bob." Sponge Bob smiles warmly, picking up the rhythm of Plankton's words. "Yes, Plankton," he says, his voice soothing. "You won the game. You're a great chess player." Plankton's antennas quiver, his eye locking onto Sponge Bob's. "Great chess player," he echoes, his voice a mix of pride and amazement. "Win with Sponge Bob." Karen watches from the sidelines with hope. Maybe, just maybe, this was the breakthrough they needed. Sponge Bob's presence was calming him, bringing out a side of Plankton she hadn't seen since the accident.
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A TOOTHY STORY pt. 8 Outside the door, Hanna's smile is a sad reflection of the sea. "I'm sorry," she says, her voice a quiet ripple. "I didn't mean to upset him." Karen's eyes are like a calm lagoon, her voice a soothing tide. "It's not your fault, Hanna," she says. "He's just in pain and tired, and he's more of an introvert. Let's give him space." They move to the living room, their voices a gentle murmur of whispers. Plankton, alone with his thoughts, feels his cheeks burn with embarrassment. He can't believe he snored, let alone in front of someone. He tries to sit up again, but the pain in his jaw reminds him of the surgery. The books and phone on the nightstand beckon like distant lighthouses in a foggy night. He picks up the phone, his thumbs fumbling over the screen. He decides to check his social media, to find he's tagged by @ Hanna in a post.. He views it to find the selfie he doesn't even know existed. "What in barnacles.." He's drooling in the picture with gauze in his swelling cheeks, up next to Hanna. "Visiting Karen! Featuring @ Plankton ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿฆท๐Ÿ’Š" Hanna put as the caption. Plankton's antennae quiver with a mix of embarrassment and curiosity as he goes to the comment section. The first one's from @ Squilliam : "Looks like someone had a tooth extraction party and forgot to send me an invite ๐Ÿ˜‚" Plankton's antennae quiver with irritation. "Who is this guy?" he grumbles, his voice a distant thunder. The next one's from @ LarryLobster: "๐Ÿ˜‚ I know that feel, bro. Get well soon!" Plankton's eye narrows, his antennae twitching. Then @ Patrick : "You look so funny, Plankton! ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚" One from @SpongeBob: "Oh no, Plankton! Hope you feel better soon, buddy! ๐Ÿ’›" It's a small comfort, sweet but it's not enough to soothe his pride and doesn't help his embarrassment. Another one from @ Dennis : "What happened to you, Plankton? ๐Ÿ˜‚" Plankton's antennae stiffen with indignation. "I've had surgery!" he wants to shout at the screen. One from @ Squidward : "Looks like someone's been to the dentist! ๐Ÿ˜‚ Get well, Plankton! Maybe you'll stop stealing Krabby Patties!" Plankton's antennae quiver with frustration. "This is not funny, did I agree to that picture?" he mutters to himself. He scrolls down, seeing a comment from @ Mrs. Puff: "Oh, you poor thing! I've been there too! ๐Ÿ˜ข Take care of yourself, Plankton!" Plankton's antennae droop slightly. Then @ Pearl Krabs: "You look like you had more fun than me at prom ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ˜‚ Get well soon, Mr. Plankton!" This one stings a bit more, as Plankton thinks of Mr. Krabs and their complicated relationship. He sees one from @SandyCheeks: "Aw, Plankton, I hope you're feeling better! Surgery's a tough nut to crack, even for a tiny guy like you! ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿ’ƒ" Plankton's antennae twitch with a tiny spark of gratitude. At least Sandy had some empathy. He reads more, his eye flicking over the various reactions to his post- surgery selfie. A comment from @MrKrabs catches his eye, his antennae shooting up. "Looks like you're out of commission for a bit, eh, Plankton ๐Ÿ’ธ๐Ÿ‘‘" Plankton's cheeks burn with a combination of anger and embarrassment. That sneaky crab! But amidst the sea of joking remarks, he finds a comment that makes his antennae wiggle with surprise. It's from @KarenPlankton. "My brave @ Plankton had wisdom teeth out, and it's going to be just fine. When he woke up, I was here, holding his hand, and he was so sweet. Love ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’‹" Okay, then. Despite his embarrassment, he feels a surge of affection for Karen. She had been there through it all so he can't get to mad at her. Yet why she felt the need to share his post surgery face with the entire ocean... He's always been so meticulous about his image, and now it's splattered across the digital seabed. He sighs, setting the phone aside. He's too tired to dwell on it. He gently presses a cold pack to his cheek. The door opens with a soft creak, and Karen's voice is a soothing lullaby. "How are you feeling, Plankton?" He sighs, his antennae drooping. "I'm fine," he mumbles, his voice a sleepy wave. "Just...tired." Hanna peeks in, her smile a warm ray of sunshine. "Can I bring you anything?" she asks, her voice a gentle caress. Plankton's antennae twitch, his eye narrowing slightly. "No, thank you," he says, his voice a polite wave. "I'm okay." Karen nods, her smile a comforting sunrise. "Alright, just call if you need anything," she says, her voice a gentle reminder. "Rest is key." Plankton nods, his antennae flopping with fatigue. "I will," he murmurs. "Thank you." The door closes with a soft click, leaving him alone with his thoughts and the cold comfort of the pack on his swollen cheek. He closes his eye, letting out a deep breath. The house is like a quiet reef, the only sounds the faint distant murmur of Karen and Hanna's conversation. Plankton's mind is a whirlpool, thoughts swirling around the surgery, the embarrassing selfie, and the unwelcome reminder of his vulnerability. He decides to focus on the now, the cold pack a small comfort against the throb in his jaw. He drifts in and out of sleep, the pain ebbing and flowing like the tides. Sometime later, Karen and Hanna tiptoe into the room. Plankton's antenna twitches in his sleep, his snores a gentle whisper. "How is he?" Hanna asks, her voice a soft ripple. Karen's smile is a gentle wave. "Resting," she says, her eyes on the sleeping Plankton. "He's been through a lot, as yesterday's surgery took it out of him." They tiptoe closer to the bed, their movements quiet. Plankton's snores are like a gentle testament to his deep slumber. Karen reaches out, her hand stroking his antennae gently. "He's okay," she whispers to Hanna. "Just needs some time to heal." They watch him for a moment, his chest rising and falling in a rhythm. Hanna's smile is sad. "I'm sorry I upset him," she says. Karen nods. "It's not your fault, Hanna," she whispers. "He's just not used to sharing his vulnerable side." They stand there, a silent guard over his sleeping form. Hanna's smile is a sad reflection of the moon on the sea. "I didn't mean to intrude," she says softly. Karen's voice is a gentle current. "You didn't," she assures her. "Plankton's just...sensitive." Hanna nods, her eyes a sorrowful sea. "I understand," she whispers. "But I'll be more careful." They leave the room, their footsteps like soft whispers against the current of the hallway. The door closes with a gentle click, leaving Plankton to the embrace of sleep and the cold pack's comfort. Hours pass, the sun's warmth gradually fading into a cool, soothing blue. Plankton stirs, his eye fluttering open. The pain has subsided to a dull ache. He tries to sit up, his body protesting with a groan. He looks at his phone again, his antennae drooping. The comments on the picture are like a school of jellyfish, stinging his ego. He reads them one by one, his emotions a stormy sea. @BarneyRubble: "Oh no, Plankton! You're not looking your usual selfie-ready best! Get well soon, buddy! ๐Ÿ˜‚" Plankton's antennae droop with self-consciousness. @Gil: "I bet he was dreaming of stealing Krabby Patties with those teeth! Get better soon, little guy! ๐Ÿš๐Ÿ˜‚" This isn't helping his mood. @Spongegar: "Aw, poor little Plankton! You'll be back to your usual scheming self in no time! ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ’ƒ" Plankton's antennae twitch slightly at the well-meaning but slightly patronizing remark. @MermaidMan: "Remember when I lost my teeth fighting a giant clam? Good times. Get well soon, buddy! ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿข" @ PatrickStar: "Who knew Plankton had so many teeth? ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ˜‚ Get well soon, buddy! Maybe you'll finally leave SpongeBob's house alone! ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿป" Plankton knows he needs to change the narrative. Perhaps he can find something in his camera roll gallery.. He scrolls through, his antennae quivering with determination. Ah-ha! Pictures of him and his cuddly little amoeba puppy, Spot. Spot's a good boy, always there, always loving. He's the one thing that can make him feel like the hero he's not. He selects an old picture of himself and Spot, taken during a rare moment of peace. Spot is looking up at him with his adoring eye, his squishy tail wagging. Plankton's expression is softer than usual, his antennae relaxed. He opens a new post, his thumbs moving with purpose. He captions it, "Throwback to my best bud Spot, always ready for an adventure! #planktonandspot #goodtimes" He hits post, the button a beacon of hope in the storm of his embarrassment. He watches the likes and comments roll in, his antennae perking up slightly. The first one from @SpongeBob: "Aw, Spot looks adorable! Miss you, buddy! ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ’›" This brings a smile to Plankton's face. The next comment from @ SquidwardTentacles is a sly dig. "Looks like Spot's the only one who doesn't know what a failure you are, Plankton. ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ‘Ž" Plankton's eye narrows, his cheeks burning with irritation. @MrKrabs weighs in: "That's one fine looking microbe you got there, Plankton! Maybe he could help you steal my Krabby Patties one day! ๐Ÿš๐Ÿ˜‚" @SandyCheeks: " Spot's the cutest little critter! Give him a hug from me! ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ›๐Ÿค— #SpotTheAmoeba " Plankton's smile grows, his antennae twitching with each positive comment. It's not just about the image or the jokes anymore; it's about reclaiming his dignity. He's not just the guy who got his teeth pulled out and drooled all over the placeโ€”he's a man with a loyal sidekick, a man who's lived life of adventure and friendship.
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AUTISM IN THE PLANKTON FAMILY v (Autistic author) Sandy had always known him as quick-witted and sharp-tongued, now he was a shell of his former self, retreating at the slightest touch. Plankton's antennae twitched. Karen stepped in, her voice firm but gentle. "It's ok, Sandy. We're all still learning." Sandy looked at the plate of cookies on the floor, regret flooding her features. She knew Plankton had liked her cookies before, but now... "I'm sorry," she murmured, her voice thick with emotion. "I had no idea." She reached for him again, but Karen stepped in, shaking her head gently. "It's okay," Karen said, her tone soothing. "But remember, he's not the same Plankton anymore." Sandy's hand hovered in the air, her eyes pleading with Karen for guidance. Plankton's antennae continued to twitch as he stared at the floor, his body a tightly coiled spring. Karen stepped closer to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "It's okay," she whispered to him. Sandy looked at him, her eyes filled with a mix of pity and confusion. "Come on, Plankton," she said, her voice softening. But Plankton's antennae remained still, his gaze fixed on the floor. Karen knew he was lost in his own world, unable to process Sandy's words through the sensory overload. Sandy tried again, her voice a soft coo. "Look at me, Plankton," she said, her hand reaching out once more. But Plankton flinched, his antennae flattening against his head. "No," he murmured, his voice trembling. "No." Sandy's face fell, her eyes wet with regret. "I didn't mean to scare him," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's ok, Sandy," Karen said, her hand still on Plankton's shoulder. "You just need to be patient with him." Karen took a deep breath, her thoughts racing. "It was a fight with Mr. Krabs," she said, her words measured. "It... changed how his brain works." Plankton's more sensitive to sounds, lights, and touch," she explained. "And his communication is different now." Sandy looked from Karen to Plankton, her eyes filled with understanding. "I'm sorry," she said, her voice gentle. "I didn't know." Hanna, who had been quietly observing from the corner, approached the trio, her gaze filled with empathy. "It's okay, Sandy," she said. "We're all still learning." The door burst open again, and SpongeBob bounded in, his usual cheerfulness a stark contrast to the solemn mood in the room. "Hi, everyone!" he exclaimed, his spongey body bouncing with energy. "What's all the hub..." "SpongeBob," Plankton exclaimed, his antennae perking up slightly. SpongeBob's eyes widened in surprise at the rare display of joy from Plankton. The sudden change in Plankton's demeanor was like a switch had been flipped. His antennae stopped twitching, his body uncoiled slightly. "Sponge Bob," he said again, his voice a little louder this time. Sponge Bob looked at him with wonder. "Hi, Plankton!" he said, his eyes wide. "How are you feeling?" Plankton's gaze locked onto Sponge Bob, and a tentative smile spread across his face. "Sponge Bob," he murmured, his voice filled with longing. Sponge Bob's eyes widened with surprise. "Plankton!" he exclaimed, his usual cheerfulness amplified. He moved closer to his friend, his body language open and welcoming. Plankton's antennae quivered slightly as he watched Sponge Bob give him a gentle pat on the back. But Plankton didn't flinch this time. Instead, his antennae curled forward slightly, as if reaching out for contact. Sponge Bob, noticing the subtle change in his friend, took a seat beside him. "You okay, buddy?" he asked, his voice a gentle whisper. Plankton nodded, his antennae quivering with the effort to stay still. "Sponge Bob good," he murmured, his eye focusing on the familiar figure. Sponge Bob's touch was comforting, a gentle reminder of times when the world wasn't so overwhelming. Plankton's body slowly relaxed under the warmth of the friendship. Sandy and Hanna watched in silence as Sponge Bob's gentle presence seemed to soothe Plankton. His antennae stilled, his body unfurling slightly from its tight coil of anxiety. Sponge Bob, ever the optimist, beamed at Plankton. "I brought you some jellyfishing nets," he offered, holding up a small sack. "Thought we could go for a catch, like old times!" Plankton's antennae shot straight up, his excitement palpable. "Jellyfishing?" he asked, his voice filled with hope. Sponge Bob's grin grew wider. "You bet, Plankton!" he exclaimed. "Just like the good old days!" Plankton's antennae quivered with excitement. "Good," he murmured, his eye lighting up. The mention of jellyfishing brought back memories of simpler times, before his world had been turned upside down. "Yes," he murmured, his voice eager. "Jellyfishing." Karen watched the interaction between Sponge Bob and Plankton, relief washing over her. She knew how much Sponge Bob had always meant to Plankton, and seeing his positive effect was a comforting balm. Sponge Bob's presence had calmed the storm of emotions and sensory overload that had been building within Plankton. He was now sitting up straight in his chair, his antennae waving slightly with excitement. Karen watched them, her heart swelling with gratitude for Sponge Bob. She knew that Plankton needed friends who understood him, who could navigate the choppy waters of his new reality. She took a deep breath, her eyes meeting Sponge Bob's. "Sponge Bob," she began, her voice shaky. "There's something important I need to tell you." Sponge Bob looked at her with concern. "What's up, Karen?" Karen took a deep breath, preparing to share the news. "Plankton's been diagnosed with autism," she said softly. Sponge Bob's smile faltered for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure. "What's that, Karen?" he asked, his voice filled with curiosity rather than fear. Karen took a deep breath, her eyes welling with tears. "It's a condition that makes his brain work differently," she explained. "It's like his senses are on overload, and sometimes, the world is just too much for him to handle." Sponge Bob's eyes grew wide with concern. "Too much?" he echoed. "But Plankton's always been so... so...spirited!" Karen nodded, her eyes moist with unshed tears. "It's not his spirit, Sponge Bob," she said. "It's just that now, his brain needs more time to process things. And some things that didn't bother him before are really hard for him now." Sponge Bob's gaze drifted to Plankton, who was now playing with a jellyfishing net, his antennae still quivering with excitement. "It was an accident," Karen continued, her voice thick with emotion. "A fight with Mr. Krabs." "A fight?" he echoed, his spongy body stiffening. Karen nodded, her gaze firm. "Mr. Krabs hit him really hard," she said. "And it changed his brain." Sponge Bob looked at Plankton, his eyes filled with a new understanding. He reached out his hand, and Plankton took it, his antennae relaxing slightly. "I'm here for you, buddy," he said, his voice gentle. "You can stay, but perhaps save jellyfishing for another day." Says Karen, as Sandy and Hanna left. Sponge Bob nodded, his grip on Plankton's hand firm. "Whatever you need, Plankton," he said.
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PATRICK PLANKTON 1/4 (NEURODIVERGENT AUTHOR) Patrick went in the Chum Bucket where Plankton lives with Karen. "Welcome to the Chum Bucket Patrick," Karen called out. Patrick waved back, eyes lighting up at the sight of the various contraptions and inventions that lined the walls. He always found Plankton's fascinating, a stark contrast to the bright and bustling SpongeBob's pineapple house. The Chum Bucket was like a treasure trove of mysteries waiting to be uncovered, and Patrick loved a good mystery. He wandered further into the lab, his footsteps echoing off the metal floors, each step revealing more of Plankton's ingenious creations. Suddenly he spotted a tiny figure hunched over a book on a couch. It was Plankton, his single eyeball glued to the pages, oblivious to the world around him. The book's title, "101 Ways to Steal the Krabby Patty Secret Formula," was barely visible under a thick layer of dust. "Hey, Plankton!" Patrick bellowed, his voice booming like a foghorn in the small, cluttered space. The sudden noise caused Plankton to jump, sending his book flying into the air. "What are you reading?" Karen, who had been quietly watching the scene unfold from her desk, couldn't help but notice that Plankton had not moved a muscle since the book flew from his grasp. His body remained rigid, his eyeball unblinking. Concern crept into her voice as she called out to him, "Plankton, are you ok?" The tiny villain didn't respond, his expression frozen in a silent scream. Patrick looked around, puzzled. "Is he playing a game?" he asked, his tone hinting at the innocent curiosity that often got him into trouble. Karen recognized immediately went to the couch and sat by Plankton, Patrick not knowing what's happening. Karen's gaze fell upon Plankton's unblinking eye and she knew instantly what was wrong. He was in a state of sensory overload. She had seen it happen before, though Patrick hasn't. She gently touched his shoulder, trying to coax him back to reality. "Plankton, sweetiep," she cooed. Patrick's puzzled expression grew more concerned as he took in Plankton's unresponsive state. "What happened to him, Karen?" he asked, his voice quieter now, a hint of worry in his tone. "It's his sensory shutdown, Patrick," Karen explained softly, stroking Plankton's arm gently. "It's like his brain got too full of thoughts and had to take a little break. It's ok, he'll be fine." She knew this was something he'd have to come out of on his own. She had been there for him countless times before, each instance more terrifying than the last, but she had learned patience was key. Patrick, still not fully grasping the situation, knelt beside the couch. He leaned in closer to Plankton nearly touching the little plankton's face. "Hey buddy you ok?" he asked, his voice now a gentle whisper. Karen put a hand on Patrick's arm, gently guiding him back. "Just give him some space, Patrick," she instructed. "He'll come around. This happens when he's really stressed or overwhelmed." Patrick nodded slowly, his eyes still glued to his friend. He didn't fully understand, but he knew that Karen knew what she was talking about. He stepped back, allowing Karen to continue her soothing whispers to Plankton. The room grew quiet, save for the rhythmic ticking of a clock that had long ago lost track of time and the soft hum of machines in the background. The tension in the air was palpable, as if it too was holding its breath, waiting for Plankton to snap out of his frozen state. "You can do it, Plankton," she encouraged. "Just breathe." Plankton's body slowly relaxed, and his eye blinked, finally coming back into focus. He looked around, bewildered, as if he had just woken from a particularly vivid nightmare. "Karen?" he croaked, his voice weak and trembling. "I'm here, Plankton," she said, her hand still resting on his arm. "You had another shutdown, but it's over now." His eye narrowed on Patrick, who was now standing awkwardly by the couch. "What?" Plankton snapped. Patrick's eyes widened. "I-I just want to see what was wrong," he stuttered. "Well, nothing's wrong with me!" Plankton spat pushing himself up from the couch. "But you were just..." Patrick started to protest. "I said there's nothing wrong!" Patrick took a step back. "But..." "Just leave me alone!" Plankton shouted, echoing off the cold metal walls. Patrick's smile faded, and he looked down. He hadn't meant to upset his friend, but he couldn't help but feel confused and hurt by Plankton's sudden outburst. "I-I'm sorry, Plankton," he murmured. "I didn't mean to... I just..." "You just what?" Plankton cut him off, antennae quivering with irritation. "You just don't know to mind your business do you?" "But I just..." "I said leave me alone!" Plankton barked again, his tiny frame shaking with anger. Patrick took another step back, his eyes brimming with confusion. "Plankton..." "What part of 'leave me alone' don't you understand?" Plankton retorted. Patrick's eyes searched the room, desperate to find something to say or do that would fix the situation. The air grew thick with the tension of Plankton's frustration and Patrick's fear of losing a friendship he had worked hard to maintain despite their many differences. "I just..." he began again, his voice trailing off as he tried to find the right words. "What is it?" Plankton snarled, impatience growing with each passing second. Patrick took a deep breath, trying to compose his thoughts. "I just wanted to make sure you were ok because I don't know what's wrong with you," he said finally, his voice barely above a whisper. "Wrong with me?" Plankton's voice grew louder, his tiny fists clenching at his sides. "You think there's something wrong with me?!" Patrick took another step back, his eyes never leaving Plankton's furious gaze. "Well, you know you were just sitting there, not moving..." "It's none of your business!" Plankton yelled, his antennae quivering with rage. "What's it to you anyway?" Karen, who had been watching the exchange with a growing sense of unease, knew that she had to intervene. She could see the hurt in Patrick's eyes and the turmoil within Plankton's, and she knew that their friendship was hanging by a thread. Carefully, she stood up from her chair and approached the two, her movements deliberate and calming. "Plankton, honey, let's not get too worked up," she said placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Patrick didn't mean any harm. He's just worried about you." Patrick nodded emphatically, his hands raised in a gesture of peace. "Yeah, buddy, I just want to help." But Plankton's anger didn't subside. "You don't get it do you? I don't need your help, or your pity. I just want you to leave me alone!" Karen's gaze softened as she looked at her husband. "Patrick, I know you mean well, but sometimes Plankton needs his space." Patrick's eyes darted from Karen to Plankton, his confusion now mixed with a hint of sadness. "But, I thought..." Karen stepped between them, her eyes filled with understanding. "Patrick, sometimes Plankton just needs a moment." She turned to Plankton, her voice firm but gentle. "And Plankton, you know Patrick only wants to be there for you." Plankton's eye narrowed, but he didn't argue. He just nodded curtly, embracing her hand. "Ok," Patrick murmured, his voice heavy with disappointment. "Look, Patrick," Karen said, her voice measured and soothing, "Plankton's got a condition." Karen turns to Plankton as Patrick comes back by them. "Plankton, may you explain to Patrick?" Plankton let out a heavy sigh, his tiny shoulders rising and falling dramatically. Patrick's expression grew more concerned, his pink star-shaped body inching closer to the couple. "Plankton, don't be scared.." "I'm not scared!" Plankton barked, his antennae shooting straight up. "I just don't need you poking in to my business!" Patrick's eyes grew wide, and he took a tentative step back. "But..." "But nothing!" Plankton spat, curling inward to Karen. "I don't need your help, I don't need your pity, and I certainly don't need you treating me like some sort of lab experiment!" Ignoring the barb, Patrick took a step closer, his tentacles reaching out to pat Plankton's shoulder. It was a gesture of comfort he'd seen SpongeBob use countless times, and it had always worked to soothe his frayed nerves. But as soon as his hand made contact, Plankton flinched violently, as if he'd been scalded. "Don't touch me!" he yelled, shoving Patrick's hand away. Patrick's eyes went wide, and he took a hasty step back, his tentacles retreating into his body. "I'm sorry, Plankton," he stammered, his voice full of genuine remorse. "I didn't mean to..."
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DO YOU TRUST ME pt. 17 ๐– ๐—Ž๐—๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹'๐—Œ ๐–ฃ๐—‚๐—Œ๐–ผ๐—…๐–บ๐—‚๐—†๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–ญ๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ ๐˜ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต. ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜š๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง. ๐˜ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ซ๐˜ฐ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ค ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜'๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด. ๐˜š๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฎ ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜บ. ๐˜ž๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ, ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ณ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ท๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜บ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด. ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ. ( emojicombos.com/neurofabulous ) The next morning, Karen gets a text from Plankton's dental office for a check up and routine cleaning. So Karen decided to go down stairs to awaken him, and Chip, so they can go. She finds them both asleep by each other still on the couch. Gently, she shakes Plankton's shoulder. "Honey," she says, her voice a soft caress. "You've got a dentist appointment." Plankton's eye snaps open, his antennae twitching. Chip opens his eyes. Plankton sits up with a start, his body stiff from the night on the couch. He looks at Karen, his expression a mix of confusion and dread. "Dentist?" he repeats, his voice cracking. Karen nods, her eyes filled with concern. "It's okay," she says, her voice soothing. "We'll go together, all of us." Karen's eyes are filled with understanding as she helps Plankton to his feet. Chip rises from his spot, his expression a mix of worry and determination. The drive to the dentist's office is quiet, the tension palpable. Once they arrive, they go up to the receptionist desk. The receptionist, a cheery octopus, greets them with a smile. "Good morning, Mr. Plankton," she says. "You're here for your 9 AM appointment, aren't you?" Plankton nods. "Yes," Karen says. "He's with hygienist named Zoe.." But then the receptionist interrupts her. "Oh, Zoe doesn't work here anymore. She's been replaced by a new hygienist, named Jill." Plankton's antennae droop, his face paling. Change was never his friend, especially when it came to routine. "But I've always had her," he whispers, his voice tight with anxiety. Karen's hand squeezes his shoulder, her eyes filled with understanding. "It'll be okay," she murmurs. "We'll make it work. We can tell her about your autistic needs." The waiting room is a cacophony of sounds, the buzz of the fluorescent lights, the hum of the air conditioner, the distant drill, and the muffled chatter of other patients. Plankton starts rocking back and forth. Karen notices the signs of his anxiety building, his antennae twitching with every new sound. She leans over, whispering. "We'll tell them what you need." Chip looks at his dad's stimming. "Why's he rocking?" Chip asks Karen. She whispers back, "It's a way he self-soothes, a common autistic trait. It's his way to deal with restlessness." The new hygienist, Jill, enters the waiting room. "Plankton?" Plankton's antennae shoot up, his body tense. "Yes," Karen says, smiling warmly. "This is my husband, Plankton, and our son, Chip." She nods towards Chip. They stand up and follow Jill. Jill's office is a minefield of sensory stimuli. The bright lights, the smell of antiseptic, and the shiny metal instruments glinting on the tray. Plankton's body tightens with each step closer to the chair. Karen notices, and whispers, "Remember what we talked about, Plankton. You can handle this." He nods, his antennae flicking nervously.
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TRUTH AND NAIL vi Karen couldn't believe the transformation. This was not the Plankton she knew, not the one who was always scheming or complaining. This was a Plankton who was loose, free from his usual inhibitions, and it was both endearing and a little unnerving. But mostly, it was just funny. He poked Sponge Bob's side again, his giggle a strange sound in the quiet living room. "Still squishy," he murmured. Sponge Bob's laughter was like a bubble bursting. "Plankton, you're loopy!" he exclaimed. Plankton's eye fluttered open, his gaze unfocused. "Loopy?" he repeated, his voice slurred. "I'm not a loop, I'm a...a...a...sea creature!" He giggled, the sound like a leaky faucet. Sponge Bob couldn't help but laugh harder, his eyes watering with mirth. "You're right, Plankton," he said, his voice shaking with amusement. "You're a sea creature. A very loopy one." Plankton giggled, his body jerking with each laugh. "Loopy, loopy," he murmured, his hand still on Sponge Bob's side. His eye lit up with an idea. "Peekaboo!" he exclaimed, hiding his eye behind his hand. Sponge Bob's laughter was like a symphony of bubbles, filling the room with joy. "Oh, Plankton, you're a riot," he said, his voice a delighted chuckle. He played along, covering his eyes. "Where did you go?" Plankton's giggle was a strange, wobbly sound. "I'm still here," he slurred, his voice muffled by his hand. "I'm...I'm right here." He peeked through his fingers, his eye twinkling with mischief. Sponge Bob chuckled, his voice warm and welcoming. "Where'd you go, Plankton?" he asked, playing along. Plankton's eye peeked out from behind his hand, his grin wide and goofy. "Boo!" he exclaimed, his voice a sloppy whisper. Sponge Bob's laughter was a delightful sound, echoing in the quiet room. "You got me, Plankton!" he said, his voice filled with surprise. Encouraged by the reaction, Plankton's hand dropped to his lap, his gaze turning to Karen. "Wanna...wanna play?" he asked, his voice still thick with anesthesia. Her eyes danced with laughter. "What game, love?" Plankton's smile grew, his voice a sleepy whine. "Pat-a-cake?" Karen's laugh was a gentle surprise. "Pat-a-cake?" she echoed, her hand moving to his. "Okay, darling." Their palms met with a slap, Plankton's movements slow and awkward. "Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake," he murmured, his voice slurred. They played the game, their hands moving in a clumsy dance, a silent reminder of his groggy state. Sponge Bob watched, his laughter a gentle wave in the background. "Looks like someone had a bit too much fun at the dentist," he teased, his voice a soft caress. Plankton's gaze found his, his smile a sleepy grin. "Dentith?" he slurred, his hand waving vaguely. "No, no, not dentith...." Sponge Bob nodded, his laughter subsiding to a gentle chuckle. "Alright, not the dentist," he said, his voice understanding. "What game do you want to play then?" Plankton's head lolled to the side, his eye half-closed. "You know...the one with... the animals," he murmured, his words thick and slow. But Plankton's head was already lolling back, his snores a soft rumble in the quiet room. Sponge Bob looked at Karen, his expression a mix of concern and amusement. "Should we...?" he began, his voice trailing off. Plankton's snore was his only reply, his mouth open wide and drool spilling onto the couch. Karen chuckled, patting his hand. "He's just tired," she said, her voice a gentle excuse. Karen covered him with a soft blanket, his snores growing louder as he sank deeper into sleep. โ€œYou can sleep on the other couch across by him,โ€ Karen told Sponge Bob. The anesthesia worn off over night, and Plankton only woke up the next morning on the couch at the same time as SpongeBob. Plankton sat up with a start, his eye wide. "Wha... where...what...?" his words tangled in a slurry mess. Sponge Bob stirred on the couch across from him, his eyes blinking sleepily. "Morning, Plankton," he said. Plankton's eye focused on his friend, his mind racing. "Sponge Bob?" he said, his voice sharp and clear. "Wath...what's going on here?!" Sponge Bob stretches his limbs. "Well, good morning to you too, Plankton," he said, his voice filled with cheerful energy. "You had your wisdom teeth out, remember?" โ€œI know I went to the dentist but, what happened after I came home?โ€ He said, mostly to himself. Sponge Bob sat up, rubbing his eyes. "Well, you were pretty out of it," he said, his voice still a bit groggy from sleep. "But you were also pretty funny." Plankton's gaze darted around the room, his mind spinning. "What...what do you mean?" His voice was sharp, his usual snappiness creeping back in. Sponge Bob chuckled, his body still relaxed from his nap. "You don't remember?" he asked, his voice a tease. "You were so affectionate, calling me your best buddy and all." Plankton's eye narrowed, his confusion morphing into suspicion. "I did no such thing," he said, his voice a firm rebuttal. "I'm not that...that..." Karen stepped in, her laugh light. "You don't remember?" she asked, her voice a gentle tease. "You were so lovely and affectionate last night." Plankton's face scrunched up in disbelief. "Affectionate?" he repeated, his voice rising. "To him?" His thumb jerked towards Sponge Bob, who was now watching him with a knowing smile. "I...I can't have said that." Sponge Bob shrugged, his laugh bubbly. "You sure did, Plankton. You were poking me and calling me your best buddy." Plankton's disbelief grew, his eye wide with shock. "I...I did not!" he protested, his voice a high-pitched squeak. "That's...that's not me!" Karen couldn't hold back her laughter, her eyes twinkling with mirth. "Oh, it was definitely you, darling," she said, her voice a sweet contrast to his indignation. Plankton's expression shifted from shock to outrage. "But...but why?" he sputtered, his face flushing a deep shade of red. "I don't...I don't do that sort of...that sort of thing!" Karen's laugh was like a melody, light and playful. "You did, love," she said, her voice a soft reminder. "You were just a little...loopy." Plankton's hand flew to his mouth, his eye wide with horror. "No, no, no," he murmured, his voice muffled by his palm. "That can't be right." He looked at Sponge Bob with an accusatory glare. "Who put me up to this?" Sponge Bob's laugh was like a burst of bubbles. "You don't remember?" he asked, his voice full of delight. "It was all you, buddy. You were feeling the med..." "The medicine!" Plankton exclaimed, his face paling as realization hit him. "The anesthesia made me say those things.." His voice was a mix of relief and horror. Sponge Bob's chuckle was infectious. "Don't worry, Plankton," he said, his voice warm. "We all have our moments." But Plankton was not to be swayed. "That's not like me," he insisted, his voice a mix of dismay and irritation. "I'm not...I'm not like that!" Sponge Bob's chuckles turned into a full-blown laugh. "Well, you were last night," he said, his voice a gentle ribbing. "You were all warm and fuzzy. But you did eventually fall asleep and started snoring.." Plankton's face was a picture of disgust. "Snoring?!" he said, his voice a mix of outrage and embarrassment. Karen's laugh was like a small wave on the shore. "It's okay, honey," she said, patting his leg. "You were just really tired." "I...I don't snore," he asks, his voice firm. Sponge Bob couldn't help but chuckle, his laugh bubbly. "Well, you did last night," he said, his voice a gentle reminder. Plankton's eye narrowed, his usual snappiness returning with full force. "I...I snored?" he asked, his voice skeptical. Karen's smile was sympathetic. "You did, darling," she said, her voice soothing. "But it's all right. It's just what happens when you're tired." Plankton's eye shot to hers, his expression a mix of disbelief and irritation. "But I...I never snored," he insisted, his voice a protest. โ€œRight, Karen?โ€ Her laugh was a gentle tide, washing over his protests. "You do snore, Plankton," she said, her voice a warm caress. "But it's nothing to be embarrassed about." Plankton's face was a mask of disbelief, his voice a tight knot of denial. "I snore?" he repeated, as if the word was foreign to his vocabulary. Sponge Bob's laughter was a delightful sound, his body shaking with mirth. "Yes, Plankton," he said, his voice full of affection. "But don't worry, it's not so bad. I mean, you're not as loud as Patrick." Karen's giggle joined his, the two of them laughing gently at Plankton's expense. But their laughter wasn't cruel, it was the kind that comes from knowing someone so well that their quirks become endearing. "I...I do?" Plankton asked, his voice barely above a murmur. Sponge Bob nodded, his laughter subsiding into a knowing smile. "But hey, we all have our little quirks, right?" Karen's eyes sparkled with amusement. "It's part of who we are, love," she said, her voice a gentle reminder of the truth.
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PATRICK PLANKTON 3/4 (NEURODIVERGENT AUTHOR) "Here," he said, awkwardly offering a tentacle to help Plankton to his feet. "Let me help you." But Plankton slapped his hand away, his shivering growing more intense. "No," he whispered, his voice barely audible. His body was a wreck of tremors, his tiny frame visibly struggling to hold itself upright. Patrick looked at Karen, his eyes pleading for guidance. Karen nodded gently, understanding the unspoken question. "Just give him some space," she whispered back. The tension in the room was palpable as Patrick took a step back, his tentacles retracting into his body. Plankton's shivering grew worse, his tiny frame seemingly shrinking before their eyes. He wrapped his arms around himself, his legs giving out beneath him. Before Karen could even react, Patrick's instincts took over. He lunged forward, catching Plankton in his strong, star-shaped embrace, preventing him from hitting the cold metal floor. The impact was jarring, but Patrick's concern for his friend outweighed any discomfort he might have felt. "Whoa, buddy," he murmured, his tentacles embracing Plankton's shoulders. "You ok?" Karen watched the scene unfold with a mix of surprise and admiration for the starfish's intuitive care. "P-Patrick," Plankton stuttered, his body still convulsing slightly. Patrick's eyes searched Plankton's face for any sign of pain or discomfort, his tentacles tightening around his friend's shaking body. "It's ok," he murmured, his voice soothing despite the fear that was knotting his insides. "You just had a little episode, but you're ok now." Plankton's body stiffened, his antennae sticking straight out in alarm. "What are you doing?" he hissed, his voice a mix of anger and fear. "Just trying to help," Patrick said, his eyes filled with genuine concern. "You're shaking, and I don't want you to fall." Plankton's antennae drooped, the fight draining from him. "I..." he murmured, wanting to escape Patrick's grasp. But Patrick held firm. "You lean on Karen, yet it's ok to lean on someone else too." Plankton's eye searched the room, desperate to find a way out of this embarrassing situation. "I-I don't need..." But his protests were cut short by a wave of dizziness that washed over him. His legs buckled. "Let me go," he whispered, his voice trembling with a mix of anger and fear. Patrick's tentacles tightened around Plankton slightly, but he didn't let go. "You need to relax," he said softly. "Just breathe." Plankton's shivering grew worse, his teeth chattering like a typewriter on overdrive. "Can't... can't breathe," he managed to get out. Karen stepped in, her eyes filled with a mix of concern and understanding. "Plankton," she said, her voice calm and even, "you need to relax. You're safe." "But he's..." Plankton's protests were cut off by another tremor that rippled through his body. "I know, buddy," Patrick said gently. "But sometimes we all need a little help, even if we don't want to admit it." "Get. Off. Me!" he spat, his voice filled with a desperation that made Patrick's heart ache. But Patrick didn't move. He just held Plankton closer. "You're safe. I just don't want you to..." Plankton's tremors grew more violent, and his eye rolled back into his head again. His tiny body convulsed in Patrick's arms, his antennae flailing wildly. "Patrick, let go!" Karen's voice was sharp with fear. "You're making it worse!" Patrick's tentacles loosened their grip, and Plankton slumped back onto the bed, his body still quivering uncontrollably. Karen's robotic hands moved with surprising gentleness as she tucked him in, scanning his form for any sign of injury. "It's okay," she whispered, her voice a soothing hum. "You're safe now." Patrick hovered nearby, his heart racing. He didn't know what to say or do to make things right. The sight of his friend in such distress was more than he could bear. "I'm sorry," he murmured, his tentacles wringing in his hands. "I didn't mean to..." But Plankton's shivering had stopped, his body going slack. His antennae had dropped to his side, and his single eye was closed. Karen checked his pulse again, her expression unreadable. "He's okay," she said finally, her voice a mix of relief and exhaustion. "Just needs to rest." Patrick hovered by the bedside, feeling helpless. "What can I do?" he asked, his tentacles twitching with the need to help in some way. Karen looked up at him, her expression a mix of gratitude and weariness. "Just be here," she murmured. "And maybe... maybe don't touch him again." Patrick nodded solemnly, his tentacles drooping in defeat. "Okay," he murmured. "I'll just stay." He watched as Karen continued to monitor Plankton's condition, her mechanical movements a stark contrast to the tender way she treated her husband. The silence in the room was heavy with unspoken words and fear. "I had no idea," Patrick whispered, his gaze never leaving Plankton's still form. "It's not something he talks about," Karen said gently. "But you should know. Plankton's episodes are often triggered by sudden movements, loud noises, or physical contact." Patrick nodded, his gaze still on Plankton. "I didn't mean to scare him," he said softly. Karen's eyes met his, filled with understanding. "I know, Patrick," she said. "But you have to understand, Plankton's condition makes him sensitive to certain things." Patrick nodded slowly, his gaze never leaving Plankton's face. "What exactly are triggers?" he asked, his voice a low murmur. "Well," Karen began, her voice taking on the tone of a teacher explaining a complex concept, "triggers are basically anything that sets off Plankton's condition. They can be anything from a sudden sound to someone touching him without warning. It's like his brain gets overstimulated and shuts down to protect itself." Patrick listened intently, his eyes never leaving Plankton's still form. "So, I shouldn't..." Karen interrupted gently, "you shouldn't surprise him, especially with physical contact." Patrick nodded, his tentacles stilling as he took in the gravity of the situation. He had never thought about how his actions could affect someone in such a profound way. "How can I help then?" he asked, his voice small. "Just be there," Karen said, her hand patting his shoulder. "Talk to him, keep things calm. And if he starts to get overwhelmed, just let him be. Sometimes, that's all he needs." Patrick nodded, taking in her words. He knew he wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, but he could do this. Be there for his friend without smothering him. He could be that rock that Plankton could lean on without crushing him. "Okay," he murmured, "I can do that." Karen turned her attention back to Plankton, her robotic eyes scanning his body for any signs of improvement. "He's resting now," she said, her voice a soft whisper. "But he might be irritable when he wakes up." Patrick nodded, his gaze never leaving his friend. "What can I do to make sure he doesn't get to upset?" he asked, his tentacles twitching with anxiety. "Look for signs," Karen said. "If his antennae start to twitch, or he seems distant it might be time to give him some space." Patrick nodded, his eyes searching Plankton for any signs of distress. He didn't want to cause his friend any more pain, especially after seeing him like this. "What else?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "Look at his breathing," Karen instructed, her gaze focused on Plankton's chest rising and falling in slow, shallow movements. "If it gets rapid or erratic, he's likely overwhelmed." Patrick nodded, watching intently as Plankton's chest moved with each breath. "Ok" he murmured, "I'll keep an eye on that." Karen's gaze softened, looking up at the starfish. "It's more than just that, Patrick," she said gently. "It's about understanding him, knowing what sets him off." Patrick nodded, his eyes focused on Plankton. "So, what are the signs?" Karen paused, considering her words carefully. "Well, it's like reading a book," she began. "You have to pay attention to the little things, the subtle cues that tell you how he's feeling." "Subtle cues?" he repeated, his brow furrowed in concentration. "Yes," Karen nodded. "Like how he reacts when you touch him. Sometimes, it can be soothing. Other times, it can be overwhelming." She paused, her eyes scanning Plankton's form for any signs of distress. "It's all about reading his cues." Patrick leaned in closer, his tentacles stilling. "How do know if it's helping or hurting, or what type of touching?" "It's different for everyone with his condition," Karen explained, still on Plankton's sleeping form. "But for Plankton, it's usually about pressure." Patrick's eyes widened. "What do you mean?" Karen demonstrated with her robotic arm, applying gentle pressure to Patrick's shoulder. "Like this," she whispered. "Soft, comforting touches can help him feel grounded." Patrick tentatively reached out with a tentacle, mimicking the light touch. He watched as Plankton's sleeping body tensed for a moment before relaxing slightly. "Is that ok?" he asked, his voice barely above a murmur. "Just keep it gentle," Karen reminded him, her eyes still on her husband. "And pay attention to his reactions."
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PATRICK PLANKTON 4/4 (NEURODIVERGENT AUTHOR) Patrick nodded, his tentacle hovering above Plankton's shoulder. He was about to touch him again when Karen spoke up. "Remember, Patrick," she said, her voice a soft hum, "it's all about his comfort. If he seems tense or pulls away, you know to ease off." Patrick nodded, his tentacle poised in the air ready to offer comfort without causing more distress. "Okay," he murmured his eyes never leaving Plankton's peaceful, if slightly troubled, face. "Soft and gentle.." "Yes," Karen said. "And if he flinches or seems more uncomfortable, I know to stop immediately." Patrick nodded solemnly retreating. "I don't wanna worsen," he whispered. "You won't," Karen assured him. "Just remember, Plankton's condition isn't your fault. And he's lucky to have a friend like you who cares enough to learn." Patrick nodded, his tentacles stilling as he absorbed the information. He looked down at his massive starfish body, feeling clumsy and awkward next to Plankton's frail frame. "How do I know if I'm touching him the right way?" he asked, his voice tentative. "Just watch for his reactions," Karen instructed, her robotic eyes flickering as she observed Plankton's peaceful expression. "If he relaxes, you're doing it right. If not, you're doing too much." Patrick nodded, his tentacles hovering anxiously. "But how do I show him interest and care, without touching?" Karen considered his question, her robotic brain processing. "Words can be powerful, too," she said finally. "Ask him about his day, what he's been working on. Show genuine interest in his life." Patrick nodded, his tentacles retracting slightly. "I can do that," he murmured. "Plankton enjoys talking about his inventions," Karen began. "He finds solace in the predictability of science and engineering. It's his way of making sense of the world." Patrick nodded, his gaze thoughtful. "So, I should ask him about his latest gizmo?" "Exactly," Karen said with a small smile. "And listen, really listen to what he has to say. It's his way of sharing his world with you." Patrick nodded, his eyes reflecting his determination to be a better friend. "Instead of physical affection, what else might he like to show I care?" he asked eager to learn more. "Plankton's quite fond of his pet, Spot," Karen said, her voice a mix of fondness and amusement. "You could offer to help play with Spot, or even bring a little treat for him." Patrick's eyes lit up at the mention of the tiny amoeba puppy. "Really?" he asked, his tentacles unfurling slightly. "Yes," Karen said with a smile, "Spot is a source of great comfort to him, they enjoy each other." She paused, considering. Patrick's tentacles began to twitch with excitement. "Could you get Spot?" he asked, his voice hopeful. "Maybe having Spot here would help him feel better when he wakes up." Karen's smile grew. "That's a wonderful idea, Patrick," she said, and glided out of the room, to get Spot. Plankton's antennae twitched, and his eye began to flutter open. "Wha..." Karen returned with Spot in tow, the little amoeba wagging its tail. She placed the small creature gently on the bed with Plankton. "Look who's here to see you," she said, voice a gentle coo. Plankton's antennae perked up at the sight of his little amoeba bounced over. Patrick watched as the tiny creature brought a rare smile to Plankton's face. "Hey, bud," Plankton murmured. Spot in Plankton's arms, licking his face with its tiny, slimy tongue. Plankton giggled. "Good boy," he murmured, his antennae twitching with delight. The sight of Spot's excitement seemed to ease some of the tension in his body. Patrick watched from the side, his tentacles twitching with the desire to join in the moment of levity. He knew he had to tread carefully, but he also knew Plankton's smile was worth it. "How about we play a game? Spot can come too." he suggested, voice soft and tentative. Karen nodded, her smile genuine. "That's a great idea. Plankton loves a good trivia game." Patrick's eyes lit up. "I know just the thing!" He dashed out of the room and returned with a battered old board game titled "Bikini Bottom Brainiac Challenge." "This is perfect," Karen said, her voice filled with relief. She knew how much Plankton enjoyed a good intellectual showdown. Patrick set up the game with shaky tentacles, and Plankton's antennae twitched with curiosity and eagerness. "What's the rules?" Plankton asked, his voice still a little raspy from his episode. He's still holding Spot. "Simple," Patrick said, his tentacles steady as he unfolded the board. "We take turns answering trivia questions. If you get one right, you move forward. If not you go back." Plankton's antennae wiggled with excitement. "I've got this," he declared, his competitive spirit briefly overriding his exhaustion. "Let's start with an easy one," Karen suggested, her robotic voice filled with a motherly concern. Patrick nodded, picking up a card. "Alright, Plankton," he began, his tone light, "who invented the telephone?" Plankton's antennae shot up. "Alexander Clam Bell," he said with a smug smile, and Spot barked in excitement. Karen chuckled. "Correct," she said, moving his game piece forward. "Patrick's question." Plankton pulled a card from the pile, his tentacles shaking slightly. "Okay," he said, "who was the first sea creature to walk on land?" Patrick thought for a moment, his tentacles tapping the side of his head. "I know this one," he exclaimed. "It was..." He paused, trying to remember the name from one of Mr. Krabs' many history lessons. "Gilligan!" Karen's robotic laugh filled the room. "I'm afraid not, Patrick. It was actually the first amphibian, not a sea creature, who walked on land." Plankton rolled his eye. "It's okay, Patrick. It was a good guess," he said, his tone kinder than the usual sarcasm. Patrick chuckled, feeling a bit silly. "Alright, I'll work on my history," he said, moving his piece back. "Your turn, Karen." The game continued, the tension in the room slowly dissipating with each question and laugh. Plankton's eye lit up with each answer he knew, his antennae waving with excitement. The simple act of playing together brought a sense of normalcy to the situation. Karen's questions were more science-based, which Plankton devoured. "What is the chemical composition of seawater?" she asked, her robotic eyes gleaming with challenge. "Easy," Plankton said, his voice growing stronger with each word. "It's mostly sodium chloride with traces of other salts and minerals." Patrick watched as Plankton's confidence grew with every correct answer, his antennae standing tall. The game was a balm to his friend's frazzled nerves, a gentle reminder of the Plankton he knew before the meltdown. "Your turn," he said. Karen's question was about the ocean's currents, and Plankton felt a twinge of excitement. "Oh, I know this one," he exclaimed. "It's all about the Coriolis Effect is what makes the water spin in different directions in the northern and southern hemispheres!" Patrick nodded, his tentacles twirling with enthusiasm. "Wow, Plankton, you're really good at this!" But as he went to roll the dice, his excitement got the better of him. The dice slipped from his grasp, bouncing straight Plankton's open eye. Plankton yelped in pain. Patrick's tentacles froze mid-air, his eyes wide with horror. "Oh no!" he exclaimed, reaching out to help his friend. But Plankton was already recoiling, his antennae flailing as he clutched his eye. "Ow!!" Patrick's heart sank. "I'm so sorry!" he exclaimed, reaching out to comfort his friend. But Plankton was already on the defensive, arms swiping at the air as if trying to swat away the pain, his eye watering. Patrick's tentacles retreated immediately, the gravity of his mistake weighing heavy on him. "I didn't mean to," he said, his voice tight with regret. "I'm sorry, Plankton." Plankton's eye watered, and he blinked rapidly, trying to clear the pain. Karen's eyes went wide with alarm, and she was at his side in an instant. "Plankton?" Plankton rubs his eye with his tiny hand. "Just... just give me a moment." Patrick gets a small bag of ice with a cool cloth. "Here," he says, holding it out tentatively. "Cold might help Plankton.." Plankton's eye is still red and watery, but he takes the ice pack. "Thanks," he mumbles placing the cool compress on his eye. After a few moments, he lets out a sigh. "It's ok," he says, his voice a mix of pain and annoyance. "It may bruise." Patrick looks at him with a mix of relief and guilt. "Are you sure you're ok?" he asks, his tentacles hovering. "Yes!" Plankton exclaimed, antennae shooting up. He winced as he tried to open the eye fully, but the pain was too much. "But I can handle it," he said through gritted teeth. Plankton took a deep breath, the silence in the room thick with the sting of pain. He knew he had to say something, to apologize for how he treated Patrick. "Look," he began, gruff but sincere. "Sorry if I've been a bit... much.." Patrick's tentacles twitched with emotion. "It's ok, Plankton," he said, his voice thick. "I just didn't know how to help." "You're trying," Plankton said, antennae dropping slightly. "And that's more than anyone else has ever done, other than Karen and Spot of course." Plankton's antennae twitched, his voice a little softer than usual. "You're just to... to enthusiastic for me most times." Patrick nodded. "I'll be more careful," he murmured. Karen looked at him with a mix of gratitude and pity. "Patrick, it's not your fault," she said. "Plankton's condition is complex, and even I struggle to sometimes. Plankton's not like everyone else. He needs his space, his quiet and his routines." Patrick nodded, his tentacles drooping slightly. "I'll do better," he said, earnest.
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DO YOU TRUST ME pt. 22 ๐– ๐—Ž๐—๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹'๐—Œ ๐–ฃ๐—‚๐—Œ๐–ผ๐—…๐–บ๐—‚๐—†๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–ญ๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ ๐˜ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต. ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜š๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง. ๐˜ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ซ๐˜ฐ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ค ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜'๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด. ๐˜š๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฎ ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜บ. ๐˜ž๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ, ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ณ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ท๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜บ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด. ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ. ( emojicombos.com/neurofabulous ) Plankton's mouth moves with his snores, the gauze pads in his mouth muffling the sound, the crimson tinge to the white fabric. His drool pools and runs down the side of his face. Karen watches, her thoughts a tumult of emotion. She's relieved that the procedure went well but torn apart by the knowledge that Plankton's fear was so intense. Her hand remains steadfast on his, her thumb brushing over his skin in gentle circles. The doctor checks his watch, his eyes on Plankton's slack form. "Almost time for him to wake up," he says softly. Karen nods, her heart racing as she braces herself for his reaction. Karen can't help but think about how much he's been through today, and she wonders if he'll ever trust her the same way again. The minutes tick by, each one feeling like an eternity. The only sounds in the room are the steady beeps of the monitors and the soft snores of Plankton's slumber. Karen's hand doesn't stop moving, her thumb tracing comforting patterns on his palm. When Plankton stirs, his antennae twitching slightly, Karen's eyes fill with relief. "Hey, baby," she whispers, her voice a caress. "You're okay." His eye opens slowly, blinking against the light. He looks around, his gaze finally settling on Karen. For a moment, his expression is lost, a swirl of confusion and fear. Then he sees her smile, and the world falls into place. "Huh," he whispers, his voice slurred from the anesthesia. Karen's smile widens. The numbness in his mouth is a strange, disconnected sensation, like his teeth are floating in a sea of cotton. Plankton tries to sit up, his movements clumsy and slow. Karen's hand on his shoulder is firm but gentle, guiding him back down. "Easy, sweetie," she says. The doctor nods, his expression a blend of concern and reassurance. "Just give it a few more minutes," he says. "Let the anesthesia wear off a bit more." Plankton's eye focuses on her, his mind fuzzy. The gauze in his mouth feels like a soggy sponge, absorbing the blood from his teeth. He tries to talk, but his words are muted and garbled. "Ma-" Karen nods, her smile understanding. "I know, baby. It'll be okay." The doctor checks the monitors, his expression calm. "Looks like you're coming out of it," he says. "Just a few more minutes." Karen nods, her hand still on Plankton's. Plankton's body feels strange, his movements sluggish. The numbness of his mouth spreads to his cheeks, his face feeling swollen and alien. He tries to talk. "Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma-" Karen understands his attempt at words. She leans closer, smiling gently. "It's okay, sweetie. You're okay." Her voice is a soothing song, a balm to his fearful soul. His tongue feels like a thick slab of meat, unresponsive and foreign. The drool continues to flow. Plankton's gaze moves from Karen to the doctor, his eye wide and searching. "Wheh...what...whath happen'd?" he mumbles around the gauze, his mouth feeling like it's filled with cotton. His tongue is a dead weight, refusing to form words. Karen's smile is a lifeline in the fog of his confusion. "You had a little procedure," she says, her voice gentle. "The wisdom teeth are out." Plankton's antennae twitch, trying to remember the conversation that had led to this. The fear is a distant memory now, dulled by the anesthesia. His mouth feels strange, unfamiliar. He reaches up to touch his swollen cheek, his hand shaky and clumsy. "Ma-Ma-Ma-Ma--" He tries to form words, his mind still sluggish. Karen's eyes are full of love and concern as she gently takes his hand. "It's okay," she says. "The numbness will go away soon." Plankton nods, his head lolling slightly as his body adjusts to the lack of sensation. His drool pools on the gauze pads, the saliva spilling over onto his chin. He's vaguely aware of the mess he's making, but the fear has been replaced by a dull, heavy weight. The doctor's voice is a comforting murmur in the background, talking to Karen about aftercare and pain management. Karen's hand is still in his, her fingers tight around his own. He tries to squeeze back, but his hand feels floppy and unresponsive. "K-Karen wiww I...?" he slurs, his thoughts still tangled. Her eyes are warm with comfort. "You're going to be fine," she assures him, wiping away a stray drop from the corner of his mouth. "We'll go home soon." He perks up. "Thoon?" The doctor nods. "We'll keep an eye on him for a bit longer," he says. "But you can take him home once he's more awake." Karen nods, her thumb continuing to trace gentle circles on his palm. Plankton's eye is glazed with the remnants of anesthesia, but his antennae twitch with excitement. The room spins around Plankton, the walls a blur. He tries to sit up again, his body fighting against the lingering effects of the drugs. Karen's grip is firm but loving, keeping him anchored to the chair. "Just a bit longer," she soothes. His mouth feels like a cavern, the gauze thick and unyielding. He tries to speak, his tongue a traitor against his will. "Doeth...doeth it huth?" The words come out garbled, a nonsensical string of syllables. Karen nods, her smile understanding. "Your mouth will feel funny for a bit," she explains, her voice a soothing hum. "It's normal, just give it some time." Her thumb keeps moving, a small, reassuring gesture. The doctor's words drift in and out of Plankton's awareness. "You'll have to take it easy for a few days," he's saying. "No crunchy foods, lots of ice for the swelling." Karen nods, her eyes on Plankton's face as she listens. Plankton's tongue is a sluggish weight in his mouth, his teeth a distant memory beneath the cottony numbness. He tries to form a full sentence. "Muh...muh...muh... Yith?" Plankton's voice is a garbled mess, the words sticking to his numb tongue like glue. Karen's heart squeezes in her chest as she tries not to laugh. "What did you say, sweetie?" He sighs, frustrated, his antennae drooping. "I thaid, doth Chip know?" His speech is still slurred, the words coming out like a drunken mumble. Karen nods. "He's waiting outside," she says. "He's been worried about you." The mention of Chip seems to anchor him. His eye brightens, the confusion in it clearing slightly. "Chip," he murmurs. Karen smiles. "Yes, Chip," she repeats, her voice a soft echo. "You remember now?" Plankton's antennae twitch in affirmation. "Muh...mouth." Karen nods, her expression full of understanding. "It's okay," she says. "Your mouth will feel normal again soon." The doctor's voice is a steady stream of instructions, his words a lifeline in Plankton's foggy reality. "Keep the gauze in for an hour, chew gently to keep the blood flowing," he says, his tone calm and soothing. Plankton nods, his eye unfocused. Karen's hand is a comforting weight on his shoulder, her voice a lullaby as she repeats the instructions back to him. "We'll go get some ice cream," she says, her tone hopeful. "Something soft and sweet to help your mouth feel better. Ready to meet Chip out in the lobby?" Plankton nods, his movements jerky and awkward. The numbness in his mouth still lingers, his tongue a dead weight as he tries to speak. "I-I...finks...sho." His voice is a slurred mess, but the meaning is clear. Karen laughs gently, her hands moving to help him sit up. "Let's go, then," she says, her voice filled with relief and love. Plankton's eye widens slightly as he takes in his surroundings, his movements still slow and sluggish. The doctor nods, his expression a mix of pride and sympathy. Her arm is around him, supporting his weight as she helps him stand up.
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DO YOU TRUST ME pt. 23 ๐– ๐—Ž๐—๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹'๐—Œ ๐–ฃ๐—‚๐—Œ๐–ผ๐—…๐–บ๐—‚๐—†๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–ญ๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ ๐˜ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต. ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜š๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง. ๐˜ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ซ๐˜ฐ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ค ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜'๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด. ๐˜š๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฎ ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜บ. ๐˜ž๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ, ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ณ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ท๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜บ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด. ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ. ( emojicombos.com/neurofabulous ) Plankton's legs feel like jelly, his movements exaggerated as he tries to follow her lead. His tongue is a clumsy thing in his mouth, his teeth a strange, unfamiliar landscape. "C-Chip," he stammers, his speech still slurred. Karen nods, her smile warm and encouraging. "Let's go," she says, her arm around him. The hallway is a blur of colors and sounds. His antennae twitch, trying to make sense of the world around him. Chip is in the lobby, his eyes wide with worry as he sees them. He rushes forward, his movements cautious. "What happeโ€”" But Plankton is a mess of gauze, his words still lost as he interrupts his son. "Hi-Hi-Hi-Hiโ€”" He stammers, his voice a slurred mess. Chip's eyes widen with concern, taking in his father's swollen face and the crimson-soaked pads in his mouth. He swallows hard, his voice trembling. "Dad?" Karen steps in, her voice firm but gentle. "He just had his wisdom teeth taken out," she explains. "His mouth is still numb." Chip nods, his eyes never leaving Plankton's face. Plankton tries to smile around the gauze, his antennae waving in an awkward attempt at reassurance. "T-thank you," he slurs, his voice muffled by the pads. Chip's eyes fill with tears at the sight of his father, his heart heavy with a mix of pity and love. They make their way slowly to the car, Karen's supportive arm around Plankton's waist. His legs feel like rubber, his body still fighting the lingering effects of the anesthesia. "M-muh...m-m-mouth," he mumbles, his tongue a sluggish beast in his mouth. Karen laughs softly, her hands guiding him gently. "You'll be okay," she says, her voice a warm embrace. "Let's get you in the back with Chip." She opens the door to the back. Plankton slumps into his seat, the numbness in his mouth spreading to his cheeks. His tongue is a thick, unresponsive slab, refusing to cooperate. Karen buckles him in, her eyes full of love and concern. "Just relax, baby," she whispers. "We'll be home soon." She starts the car, the engine purring to life. Chip sits by him in the seat. The world outside the window is a blur of colors, each one more vivid than the last. Plankton tries to keep his eye open, his antennae twitching with the effort. But the weight of the anesthesia is too much. His eyelid droops, the lid feeling like heavy curtains that refuse to stay up. Karen's voice is gentle. "You okay, sweetie?" she asks, glancing in the rearview mirror. But Plankton's eye is closing, the weight of the anesthesia too great to fight. "J-just tiwed," he mumbles, his speech still thick and slurred. "S-sleep, must shay awake?" Karen's voice is a warm whisper. "It's okay," she says. Plankton's head lolls against the seat, his antennae drooping. "Chip and I are here. We'll watch over yo-" But her words are lost as Plankton's eyelid gives way to the seductive pull of sleep. His breaths deepen, his snores a gentle accompaniment to the hum of the engine. Chip's gaze is filled with concern, his hand tentative as he touches his father's arm. "Dad?" His voice is a soft question, but Plankton doesn't stir. The car sways gently with the road's undulations, a lullaby that Plankton's exhausted body can't resist. Karen's eyes flicker to the mirror, a sigh escaping her lips. She knows the importance of rest for him now, his system still reeling from the surgery and the overwhelming emotions of the day. She keeps driving, her hands steady on the wheel. "It's okay, Chip," she says. "Let him sleep." Chip nods, his expression a mix of relief and worry. He watches his father's chest rise and fall, the steady rhythm of his breathing a testament to the peace he's found in slumber. His hand remains on Plankton's arm, a silent pledge of support. Yet Plankton sleeps on, oblivious to the world outside. The car ride home is quiet, the only sounds the hum of the engine and Plankton's snores. Karen drives with a gentle touch, each bump in the road a reminder of the fragile recovery her husband is experiencing. She glances in the mirror every few minutes, checking on him and Chip. Chip sits next to his father, his hand resting lightly on Plankton's arm. He's torn between watching the scenery fly by and keeping vigil over the man he loves. His heart thuds with every snore, his mind racing with worries and questions. Is he okay? Why can't he stay awake? The car's air conditioning blows gently on Plankton's face, his antennae muscles twitching against the coolness. His eye opens briefly, his gaze unfocused. "Ch-Chip?" His voice is a faint rasp, the remnants of sleep clinging to his words. "I'm right here, Dad," Chip says, his voice filled with concern. Plankton's eyelid flickers, battling the weight of slumber. The world is a swirl of colors and light, his brain struggling to make sense of it all. He tries to sit up, his body stiff from the lingering anesthesia. "Home?" he mumbles. Karen's eyes meet his in the mirror, her smile soft. "Almost, baby," she says, her voice a gentle lull. "Just a little bit longer." Her eyes flick back to the road, her grip on the steering wheel steady. Plankton's eyelid droops again, his head rolling slightly to the side. His antennae twitch with the effort to stay conscious, but the pull of sleep is too much. Chip's grip on his arm tightens, his voice a soft alarm. "Dad, stay with me." Plankton's eye opens a crack, his gaze unfocused. "M-m-m'kay," he mumbles, his speech still slurred. But the fight is lost almost immediately, his eye closing once more. The car sways with the road, a gentle rocking motion that seems to call to him, urging him back to sleep. Each snore is deeper than the last, his body succumbing to the sleep. Karen's eyes remain on the road, her thoughts a silent vigil. Chip's hand moves to his father's shoulder, his touch light but firm. "Wake up, Dad," he whispers, his voice a gentle prod. But Plankton's body resists, his head rolling back into the comfort of the seat. "Dad, wake up," Chip tries again, his tone more insistent this time. Plankton's eye opens a slit, the world swimming into focus briefly before slipping away again. "Wh-whath?" he murmurs, his voice a slurred mess. "Almost home," Karen says, her voice soothing. "Just stay awake a little longer." But the drugs are too powerful, the sedative's grip too tight. His eye closes again, his head falling back onto the headrest with a soft thunk. Chip watches, his heart racing, his hand still gripping his father's shoulder. "Come on, Dad," he whispers, his voice desperate. "Don't go to sleep." Karen's eyes meet his in the mirror, a look of understanding. "It's okay, Chip," she says. "Let him rest." The car pulls into the driveway, the gravel crunching beneath the tires. Plankton's eye flutters open, his gaze unfocused. "Home," he mumbles, his voice barely a whisper. Karen's eyes are filled with gentle concern as she turns off the engine. "Let's get you inside," she says, her voice a comforting balm. Chip's hands are already moving, helping his father unbuckle his seatbelt. Plankton's movements are slow and clumsy, his body still not fully his own. His legs wobble as he tries to stand, his eye glazed with the lingering effects of the anesthesia. "Easy, Dad," Chip says, his voice steady and firm. Karen opens the passenger side door, her arms ready to catch him if he falls. Plankton's sleeping body sags into her embrace. She helps him to his feet, yet Plankton's snores punctuate the air like a soft metronome. Chip rushes around to the other side, his arms slipping under his father's shoulders. "I got you," he says, his voice shaking with the weight of his words. Plankton's body is a dead weight, his snores deep and even. Karen's eyes are filled with a mix of pride and concern as she watches her son take charge. "Let's get you to the couch," she says, guiding them both. The house is quiet, the only sounds their footsteps and Plankton's snores. They manage to get him to the couch, his body slumping into the cushions. Karen pulls the gauze from his mouth, the stains of blood and saliva telling the tale of his journey. His cheeks are swollen and bruised, a testament to the battle his mouth just endured. "Chip, grab some ice," she instructs, her voice calm. "We'll need to keep the swelling down." Chip nods, his movements swift as he disappears into the kitchen. The sound of ice cubes clinking against plastic is a sharp contrast to the quiet snores that fill the room. "Wake up, sweetie," she says, her voice a soft coax. Plankton's antennae twitch, his eye opening slowly. He tries to focus, but the world is a blur of colors and shapes. Karen's face swims into view, her smile a beacon of comfort. "Ice," she says. Chip appears, a bag of crushed ice in his hand. He gently presses it to Plankton's cheek, the coldness a stark contrast to the warmth of his mother's touch. "Tanks," Plankton whispers, his speech still slurred. His hand moves to the bag, his fingers trembling. But this time he doesn't tremble from being overwhelmedโ€”it's from the relief of being home, of being safe with his family.
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๐–ณ๐–ฎ ๐–ข๐–ง๐– ๐–ญ๐–ฆ๐–ค ๐–ณ๐–ง๐–ค ๐–ถ๐–ฎ๐–ฑ๐–ซ๐–ฃ pt. 4 Sequel to Autism And All by NeuroFabulous https://emojicombos.com/autism-and-all Read the Autism And All one first! Plankton's words come out in a slurry mess, and Karen understands he's trying to share his thoughts with them. "Cwouds...hampy clows. Wheah's the moo...moo? Moo...moom," he mumbles. "Wha...whath's that?" he asks, his eye searching the sky for something that's not there. Karen's laughter fills the car, lightening the mood. "It's just the sun, sweetie," she says. Chip looks at his dad with a mix of amusement and concern. "You ok?" he asks, his voice tentative. Plankton nods, his smile little more than a twitch of his lips as drool starts to form at the corner of his mouth. "Mom," Chip says, his voice tinged with concern. "He's fine, Chip. It's just the medicine wearing off." Karen answers as they pull up into the garage, Plankton's speech still slurred. "Wheath we gothin?" Plankton mumbles. "We're going inside, sweetie," Karen says, helping him out of the car. His legs feel like jelly, his body moving in slow motion as they make their way into the house. The lights seem too bright, the noises too loud. "Mom," Chip whispers, his eyes wide. "Is he ok?" "He's fine," she whispers back, her voice a gentle reminder of their earlier conversation. "This is normal after anesthesia." Inside, Plankton leans heavily on Karen, his eye half-closed. "Bed," he mumbles. Karen nods, guiding him towards the bedroom. "Come on, honey," she says, her voice a soothing balm to his frayed nerves. "Let's get you to bed." The bed feels heavenly under his weight, the covers a warm embrace. Plankton sighs contentedly, his body melting into the softness. His mind is a whirlwind of sensations, but the comfort of the bed grounds him. Karen watches him. The slurred speech and confusion are a stark contrast to his usual sharp and focused self. But she knows this is just the medicine wearing off. Gently, she starts to remove the gauze from his mouth. Plankton's eye opens a crack, his pupil wide with uncertainty. "It's ok," she whispers, her voice soothing. "Let's get this out of here." "Mm-hmm," he murmurs. The gauze is sticky and uncomfortable, but he trusts her. Karen's hands are careful, her movements precise as she works to free his mouth from the confines of the cotton. Plankton winces, his mouth feeling dull and tender. The room tilts slightly as he closes his eye, his body surrendering to the exhaustion that follows surgery. "Now, would you like some i---" But Plankton's already snoring softly, lost to the world. Karen's laughter fills the space between them. She knew he'd be sore later though, not to mention his autistic sensitivities to managing pain.. The next morning, Plankton wakes with a sore mouth and the anesthesia gone. He manages to open his eye. The room is a blur of light and shadow, his gums pounding with a dull throb. His jaw feels achy, his tongue swollen and uncooperative. He tries to sit up as Karen greets him. "How are you feeling, honey?" "Wisdom teeth?" he asks, his memory a haze. Karen smiles. "Yes, sweetie. You had surgery yesterday. Everything went fine." Plankton nods slowly, his eye searching hers for reassurance as Chip comes in to check on his dad. "Hey, Dad," Chip says, his voice soft. "How's the mouth?" Plankton's eye twitches. "Hurt," he manages, his words muffled by the swollen tissue. Karen brings Plankton ice packs. She knows his sensory sensitivities, and how this disruption can overwhelm him. "Thanks, love," he says, his voice a rasp. Karen knew that Plankton's autism means recovery will be more challenging, his senses heightened. "You have to stay calm," Karen instructs Chip, "He needs a quiet environment to heal." Chip nods as he sits on the bed next to Plankton. Plankton's eye opens slightly as the cold ice presses against his cheek. The chill runs through him, a stark relief against the heat of his swollen gums. "It's ok," Karen whispers, her voice a balm to his pain. "It'll help with the swelling." He nods, his hand gripping the ice pack tightly. The room is too bright, the sounds too sharp. His mind craves the familiar comfort of his routines, his stims, but his body won't cooperate. Karen notices his distress, her hand gentle as it brushes his forehead. "You need some space, Plankton?" she asks, reading his cues. He nods, his breath coming in shallow pants. She nods and goes to sit on her bed adjacent to his own. Yet Karen sees the struggle play out across his features with the effort to keep calm, his body tight with tension. Chip, still sitting by his dad, wants to help. He starts to fiddle with his fidget toy, the soft click-clack of the gears echoing in the silence. Plankton's eye snaps open, his gaze drawn to the movement. "Chip, stop," he mumbles, his voice a mixture of pain and irritation. But Chip, eager to distract his father from his own discomfort, doesn't hear the edge in Plankton's voice. The clicking grows faster, each movement a blur of colors and shapes. Plankton's heart starts to race, his body tensing. "Chip," he says more firmly this time. But Chip's fingers dance on the fidget, his eyes focused on his task. The noise and visual assault are too much for Plankton's sensitive system. His face contorts. "Chip, please," Plankton whispers, his voice strained. Chip finally looks up, his expression one of innocent curiosity. "What, Dad? I--" But he doesn't get to finish his sentence. Plankton's hand snatches the fidget toy, his movements jerky. The room seems to shrink, the air thick with tension. Chip's eyes widen, realizing his mistake. "Dad, I'm sorโ€”" But Plankton's agitation has reached a peak. He thrusts the fidget toy away. The plastic clatters on the floor, a jolting sound that pierces the silence. "Too...much," he manages to get out, his voice strained. Chip's cheeks flush with embarrassment and guilt. He didn't mean to upset his father. He just wanted to help. "Sorry," Chip whispers, picking up the toy, which only makes Plankton's anger spike further. The sudden movement of Chip's hand, the sharp sound of the fidgetโ€” it's like a storm in his mind. "No!" Plankton yells, his voice raw. Chip freezes, his heart racing. "Dad," he starts, his voice shaky. "I didn't mean..." But Plankton's already flailing, trying to push away the chaos that's invaded his space. Karen quickly moves to intervene. "Chip," she says, her voice firm yet calm. "Remember what we talked about." Chip nods, understanding dawning on his face. He'd forgotten the rules of their world, the delicate balance that keeps Plankton's sanity intact. He'd wanted to help, but instead, he'd added to the storm raging within his dad. She takes the fidget toy from Chip, placing it on the nightstand. "I'm sorry," Plankton whispers, his eye darting around the room. He's lost in his own head, the pain making it difficult to focus. "It's ok," Karen soothes, her touch gentle on his arm. "Let's dim the lights and make it quieter." She pulls the shades closed, the harsh daylight retreating to a soft glow. Chip nods, his expression solemn. "I'll go to my room," he says, his voice small. Plankton's gaze meets his son's, a silent apology passing between them. "Thanks, buddy," he says, his voice a gruff whisper.
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๐–ณ๐–ฎ ๐–ข๐–ง๐– ๐–ญ๐–ฆ๐–ค ๐–ณ๐–ง๐–ค ๐–ถ๐–ฎ๐–ฑ๐–ซ๐–ฃ pt. 5 Sequel to Autism And All by NeuroFabulous https://emojicombos.com/autism-and-all Read the Autism And All one first! Karen sits on the bed, her presence a comforting weight. "Would you like me to stay?" she asks, her voice gentle. Plankton nods, his body still tight with pain. He closes his eye, his mind racing with the discomfort. He tries to focus on his breath, in and out, in and out. But the throb in his mouth is a constant reminder of agony that threatens to overwhelm. Then, Plankton starts to talk to himself to self-soothe. "It's safe," he whispers. "Can water's just fine." Karen watches him, knowing this is a way of regaining control, his mind trying to find peace in order to rest. She knows that the pain, the sensory assault, the confusionโ€”it's all too much. But she also knows that he has the willpower to push through. "Was do it" Plankton whispers to himself. "I told him but he didn't listen," he murmurs, his thoughts racing with the memory of the fidget toy. "It's my fault," he adds. "Not my place to correct him, do not touch." His words are a jumble of regret and frustration. "It's okay," Plankton says again. "The healing safe. It's just a feeling." He repeats this mantra, his breath evening out. Karen can see the tension in his shoulders easing, his grip on the ice pack loosening as his body relaxes. "You're doing great," Karen whispers. "Just rest." And with that, Plankton's body gives in to the call of sleep, his breaths trailing off into soft snores. Karen watches her husband with a mix of love and sadness. Chip lingers by the door, his curiosity piqued. He wonders if his dad's autism is the reason behind it. With tentative steps, Chip enters the room. Karen takes his hand in hers, and he follows her out of the room and in to the hallway. "Mom," he starts, his voice barely a whisper. "Why is Dad autistic?" Karen looks down at him, her expression thoughtful. "Well, Chip," she says, her voice soft. "Your dad was born that way." Chip nods. "But w---" "Autism is something that develops in the brain before birth," Karen continues. "It's like how some people are right-handed and others are left-handed. It's just how his brain is wired." Chip looks at her with a frown. "But why did Dad...?" "Why did it happen?" Karen finishes his question. She takes a deep breath, preparing to explain. "You see, sometimes during pregnancy or childbirth, something small can change you. When his mom was giving birth, his brain might have gotten a little squeezed and then not enough oxygen. It's just the way his brain grew because of that, that's all." Chip nods slowly, trying to understand. "So as dad was being born..." "Yes," Karen says, her voice soothing. "His brain was forming its connections, and that little squeeze changed the way his brain makes those connections. It's like if you're building a Lego castle and one piece gets bent. It doesn't mean the castle can't be amazing, it's just a tiny part of it that's a bit different." Chip looks up at his mom, his eyes wide. "But does that mean I could be like Dad if I squ--" "No, Chip," she says, cutting off his words gently. "It's not that simple. Autism is just nothing you can catch or change, and it's not something you need to be afraid of." Chip nods, his gaze still fixed on her. "But why does he get so upset sometimes?" Karen sighs. "Because the world can be a very overwhelming place for him, Chip. His brain picks up on every little thingโ€” sounds, smells, sightsโ€”it's all so intense. And sometimes, those things get too much, and his brain can't keep up. It's like when you're playing a video game and the screen is flashing too fastโ€”it's hard to focus." "But why does he get mad?" Chip persists. Karen kneels down to look him in the eye. "It's not that he's mad, honey. It's just his way of dealing with it. Imagine if you had a headache and someone was shining a bright light in your faceโ€”you'd want them to stop, right? It's like that, but with anything." Chip nods, understanding dawning. "So, when the fidget was making noise, it was like a headache for Dad?" Karen smiles. "Exactly. And when he tells you something is too much, it's not that he's upset with youโ€”it's his brain telling him he needs a break." Plankton's snores from the bedroom remind them of the present. "Let's let Dad rest," Karen says, steering Chip towards his own room. "But what about his teeth?" Chip asks, his voice laced with worry. Karen's smile is reassuring. "They'll feel better soon, and we'll have to be extra gentle with him. No loud noises, no surprises. Ok?" Chip nods. In the quiet of the living room, Karen and Chip begin to set up a recovery area for Planktonโ€”a space free from the chaos that could easily overwhelm his fragile state. They gather his favorite pillows, a soft blanket, and dim the lights. Chip wants to make sure his dad feels safe. On the coffee table, they lay out a tray with a glass of water. Karen knows that it's important not to startle Plankton, that he might need help getting up without disturbing his mouth. "Let's go to see him." Karen says. As they enter the bedroom, Plankton's snores have subsided into a gentle rhythm. Chip tiptoes over, his eyes wide. He's seen his dad tired before, but this is different. He looks smaller, somehow, more vulnerable. Gently, he touches his dad's arm.. Plankton's eye snaps open, his body jerking upright. The movement sends a shock of pain through his mouth. "Agh!" he yelps, his hands shooting up to clutch his cheeks. Chip jumps back, his eyes wide with alarm. "Dad!" He says loudly. But now Plankton's even more overwhelmed, and Karen notices his somewhat distant gaze. "Chip, remember what we talked about," Karen whispers. "Use a quiet voice." Chip nods and speaks more softly. "Dad, are you ok?" Plankton blinks, his mind racing. "Dad?" Chip tries again, his voice barely a murmur. Plankton's breath hitches. "It's me, Chip! You're home. You had surgery. Remembe---" But Plankton's eye darts around the room, his mind a swirling vortex of pain and disorientation as Chip talks to fast. Karen quickly moves to his side, her touch grounding him. "It's ok," she whispers. "You're safe. You're home." And then, he starts to talk to himself. "No...no...no...yes...yes...yes," he murmurs. Karen knows that he's retreated due to the overwhelm. It's happened before, where he's seemingly on autopilot. "Water's okay, can't talk right now," Plankton whispers to the empty space. His eye darts back to Chip, then to the ceiling. "No, no, no," he says again, his voice getting quieter. Karen's heart aches, seeing her husband so lost in his own head. She's seen this beforeโ€”his autism taking control when the world was too much to handle. Chip however doesn't really understand. "Dad?" Chip whispers, his voice shaky. Plankton doesn't respond, his eye locked on the ceiling fan spinning above them. "It's ok," Karen says, her voice a soft reminder. "Sometimes his brain is on backup." She strokes his arm gently, knowing his semiconscious state isn't abnormal for him, as Plankton's monologue continues. "Need to count...one...two... three..." His voice trails off. Chip watches. "Is he ok?" He asks, his voice trembling. Karen nods. "This is his way of dealing with things," she whispers. "Let's just give him some time." Plankton's eye darts between them, his mouth forming words without thought. "Red...blue...green," he says, as if naming colors he's seeing in the air. "Big...small...far... near." Karen knows he's not really seeing anything, his mind a kaleidoscope of sensory input that's difficult to process. "Why?" Plankton asks no one in particular. "Will it be the one? It's just a feeling," he murmurs, trying to convince himself. Karen understands it's his brain's attempt to organize the overwhelming stimuli, but Chip looks on with a mix of concern and confusion. "It's ok," Chip whispers, his hand hovering over his dad's. He wants to help, but doesn't know how. Karen smiles at him, nodding. "You can talk to him, buddy. Just keep it low." Chip nods and sits on the edge of the bed. "Hey Dad," Chip says, his voice barely above a whisper. Plankton's eye flips over to him, but he doesn't seem to see him. "It's me, Chip. We're here," Chip says, trying to provide comfort.
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A TOOTHY STORY pt. 3 Nina nods in approval, their eyes meeting for a brief moment before she turns back to the monitors. "Just a few more minutes," she assures, adjusting the gauze in his mouth. The doctor speaks up. "Let's get him into recovery. We'll keep an eye on him there." Two burly starfish, who must be orderlies, come in with a wheelchair. They gently lift Plankton's slack body, transferring him from the surgical chair to the wheelchair. Karen watches as they wrap a comfortable blanket around him, tucking it under his chin. His head lolls to the side, his drool-slicked mouth open as he snores softly. Karen follows, her hand in his. The recovery room is quiet, dimly lit to reduce any stimulation that could cause discomfort. Plankton's snores fill the space, echoing off the walls. The nurse, Nina, checks his vital signs and nods to Karen. "You can stay with him. Just keep talking to him, it'll help him wake up." Karen takes a seat next to his chair, holding his hand. "Plankton, wake up," she says gently, but there's no response. She tries again, a little louder. "Wake up, it's time to go home." The nurse, Nina, smiles as she lifts him up from the wheelchair. They move him to the recovery bed, the soft pillows cradling his head. His eye remain closed, and his breathing is still slow and steady. Karen sits beside him, her heart racing. "You did it," she whispers, "You're so strong." Nina, the nurse, checks his monitors. "Looks good," she says. "Just a bit longer, and he'll be ready to wake up." Karen nods, stroking his hand. She looks at Plankton's face, serene in sleep, and whispers, "Wake up, sweetheart. We're almost done here." Still no response. The nurse, Nina, checks his vitals one more time. "His body's just taking its time to metabolize the medication. Give him a moment." The room is quiet except for the rhythmic beep of the heart monitor and the occasional snore from Plankton. Karen watches his chest rise and fall, his antennae twitching slightly. She squeezes his hand, willing him to wake up. The nurse, Nina, notices Karen's anxiety. "It's okay," she says, "Sometimes the anesthesia can take a little longer to wear off. He'll be fine. Just keep talking to him." Karen nods and leans closer, her voice a gentle hum. "We're almost there, Plankton," she says, her eyes never leaving his still form. She can see his chest rising and falling. The drool has slowed, yet his mouth is still open slightly. The nurse, Nina, checks the clock. "It's been about twenty minutes. He should start to come around now." Karen nods with a mixture of relief and anticipation. "Wake up, Plankton," she whispers, squeezing his hand a little tighter. The beeping of the heart monitor remains a steady metronome in the background, a comforting reminder that he's okay. Plankton's snores start to become less pronounced. A faint groan escapes him as his body starts to shift. Karen leans closer, her voice a soft chant of encouragement. "Wake up, honey, wake up." The nurse, Nina, nods in approval. "Good, keep it up. It'll help him wake up gently." Karen's voice is a soothing whisper in the quiet room. "Plankton," she repeats, "You're almost there. Time to wake up." His snores taper off, and his body starts to twitch slightly. Karen's eyes light up, hope flickering like the fluorescent lights above them. The nurse, Nina, watches the monitors intently. "Good, his body's starting to respond." Karen nods, her heart racing as Plankton's snores grow quieter. His eyelids flutter, and for a moment, she thinks he might be waking up. But his body relaxes again, and the snores resume, though softer. "Plankton," she calls out, her voice a gentle caress in the stillness of the room. "Wake up, love," she whispers, her voice a sweet song of comfort. The nurse, Nina, checks the monitors again, her expression calm. "It's okay," she assures Karen, "Sometimes the body needs more time to come out of the anesthesia." Karen nods, stroking his hand. "Wake up, Plankton," she whispers, her voice filled with gentle urgency. "We're all done here. Time to go home." His chest continues to rise and fall, his antennae still and his snores soft and steady. "You've got this, Plankton," she whispers. "Wake up." The nurse, Nina, watches the monitors closely, her fins poised. "He's waking up," Nina murmurs. Karen's glued to Plankton's face. His eye finally opens, but glazed over, unfocused. She squeezes his hand. "Plankton?" He blinks slowly, his antennae twitching as if trying to shake off the cobwebs of sleep. His mouth moves, but only garbled sounds come out. "Mmph... wha...?" he mumbles, his tongue thick in his mouth. Karen smiles, her heart swelling with relief. "You're okay," she says, wiping his drool with a tissue. Plankton's eye slowly focus on her, confusion swirling in their depths. "Wheh?" he slurs, his voice thick and sluggish. Nina, the nurse, chuckles softly. "It's the medication," she explains. "He'll be a bit out of it." Karen laughs lightly, her relief palpable. "It's okay, sweetheart," she says, her voice like a warm blanket. "You're at the dentist. You had your wisdom teeth removed." Plankton blinks again, his eyes focusing on her. "W-what?" he asks, his voice still slurred. Nina, the nurse, nods. "It's normal. The anesthesia can make you groggy." Karen smiles, her voice soft as a lullaby. "You had your wisdom teeth removed. Do you remember?" Plankton blinks again, his eyes finally focusing on her face. "T-teeth?" he mumbles, his mind swimming in the fog of the anesthesia. His mouth feels full, the gauze pressing against his numb gums like a soggy cotton ball. "Yes, your wisdom teeth," Karen says, her voice still soothing. "They're all out." Plankton's eye widen, and he tries to sit up, but the nurse, Nina, gently pushes his shoulders back down. "Easy, Mr. Plankton," she says. Karen laughs softly, her hand on his shoulder. "You're still woozy from the anesthesia." Plankton tries to speak, but it's as if his tongue is too large for his mouth. "W-wis...what?" Karen laughs, the sound musical in the quiet recovery room. "They took your wisdom teeth out, Plankton. Remember?" He blinks, his eye finally focusing on her. "Teef?" he slurs, his voice like a tired child's. The nurse, Nina, chuckles again. "It's okay," she says.
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แดกแดส€แด… แด„แดแดœษดแด›: ๐Ÿท.๐Ÿถ๐Ÿผแด‹ At the Neptune Medical Center, Karen parks the car and goes with her husband Plankton into the building after an injury to his antenna. "I still don't see why you didn't press charges against Krabs, Sheldon," Karen sighs, as they walk through the gleaming, sterile corridors of the medical center. "Karen I'm not gonna give him the satisfaction." Plankton's antenna now hangs limp and damaged. The doctor had assured him it was a simple repair job, yet Plankton's nerves were as frayed as the antenna itself. They enter the reception area, the automatic doors whispering shut behind them, as if sealing off the outside world's chaos. The smell of antiseptic fills the air, mingling with the faint scent of fear and hope. The receptionist, a young squid with a friendly smile, looks up from her computer screen. "Mr. Plankton, your appointment is with Dr. Marlin, the antenna specialist," she says, her tentacles typing efficiently. "You can go straight to the third floor, room 304." The elevator ride is silent, save for the rhythmic ding of each passing floor. Karen notices his distant gaze and squeezes his arm reassuringly. "You'll be fine, Sheldon," she whispers. Plankton nods. They arrive at room 304, and Karen opens the door, revealing a state-of-the-art examination room. Dr. Marlin, an octopus with a gleaming scalpel in one tentacle and a clipboard in another, looks up from his notes. "Ah, Mr. Sheldon Plankton, right on time," he says, his eight eyes blinking in unison. "I understand you've had a bit of an injury?" Plankton nods, his voice tight. "Krabs... he... snapped it." Dr. Marlin's tentacles twitch in concern. "Mr. Eugene Krabs, eh? He's had his share of accidents around here." He scribbles something on the clipboard. "Well, let's get you fixed up. I've seen worse, and you're in good hands." The doctor leads Plankton to the examination chair, which is surprisingly comfortable for someone so tiny. He adjusts the chair's height and angles the light to shine on the antenna. Plankton winces as the doctor gently prods the damaged area. "It's definitely snapped," Dr. Marlin says, his voice calm and professional. "But the good news is, it's not to far gone. We can repair it with a simple procedure." "You'll need to be under for this," he explains. "It's nothing to worry about. You'll be out Before you know it." Plankton's heart races as he lies back in the chair, the cold metal pressing against his back. He glances at Karen, who gives him a forced smile, her screen filled with concern. The doctor notices and pats his shoulder reassuringly. "It's just a little sleep," he says. "You'll be back in no time." Karen reaches for his hand, giving it a comforting squeeze. The anesthesiologist, a bluefish with a gentle demeanor, enters the room, pushing a trolley with a variety of bottles and tubes. She introduces herself as Nurse Bella and explains that she'll be administering the anesthesia for the surgery. Plankton swallows hard, eye darting from her to Karen's screen and back again. Karen's gaze follows the anesthesiologist, Nurse Bella, as she meticulously prepares. "Ready? Count as high as you can," she asks, her voice as soft as a lullaby. Plankton nods, his grip on Karen's hand tightening. "One... two... three..." Plankton's voice starts strong, but the medicine's effect begins to take hold. His eyelid grow heavy, and the numbers begin to slur. Karen watches as Plankton's count descends into a whisper. "Five... six... sev..." His tiny hand relaxes in hers, and his body goes slack. She watches the rise and fall of his chest slow as he succumbs to the anesthesia. Karen squeezes his hand one last time. The door to the exam room opens again, and Dr. Marlin's head pokes out. "Everything's gone well," Dr. Marlin says, peering over his mask. "We're to halt anesthesia." "You're okay," Karen whispers, her voice cracking. "You're okay." "He's doing great," the nurse whispers. "You can talk to him if you'd like. Sometimes they can hear you." Karen leans closer, her voice low and soothing. "Hey, Plankton, it's Karen. You're safe now. They've fixed your antenna. No more pain, okay?" Her thoughts are interrupted by a soft groan from the bed. Karen's screen snap to Plankton, who's beginning to stir under the blankets. "Shh," she whispers, stroking his arm. "You're safe." "K...Karen?" His eye opens. "Yes, it's me. You're okay, you're in the hospital. They've fixed your antenna." "Karen... antenna... Krabby Patty... wait, what?" He giggles, the words jumbling together in a way that makes no sense. Plankton's eye widen with childlike excitement. "Oh, right! The antenna!" He tries to touch the bandage but ends up nearly slapping himself in the face with his own arm. "Oops!" He giggles again, the sound echoing through the quiet room. He tries to sit up, but cannot. "Whoa, Nelly!" "Easy," Karen laughs. "I'm the king of the jellyfish prom! They got no flair!" Once in the car, Karen buckles him in with care, double-checking the seatbelt. "Remember, no funny business," she warns. Plankton's eye droop, and his head lolls to the side. "You're going to sleep, aren't you?" she says, her voice a mix of amusement and exhaustion. "M'not sleeping," Plankton mumbles, his eyelid fluttering, his voice fading into a snore. The drive home is peaceful, with Plankton snoring lightly beside her. As they approach their place, she gently shakes him awake. "We're home, Sheldon," she says, her voice gentle. "Can you wake up for me?" Plankton's eye blink open, and he looks around in confusion. "Home?" he mumbles. "Already?" Karen nods with a smirk. "Yeah, you slept through the whole drive. Came out of it just in time." They get out of the car, and Plankton wobbles slightly on his legs, the after-effects of the anesthesia still lingering. Karen wraps an arm around his waist, supporting him as they make their way to the front door. With a chuckle, Karen helps him inside, the warm light of their living room washing over them. Plankton's snores become more pronounced as they move through the hallway. "Come on, you need to get to bed," she says, leading him to their bedroom. The room is cozy, with a large bed that seems to swallow Plankton whole as he collapses into it. Karen carefully pulls the covers up to his chin. "Rest now," she whispers, placing a gentle kiss on his forehead.
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"Honey, did you take out the trash?" Karen called out to the living room. The only reply was the distant sound of the TV playing a sitcom laugh track. She sighed. Going into the living room, Karen found her husband, Plankton, sprawled out on the couch, snoring lightly. The TV's blue light flickered over his face. She looked around the room, the piles of laundry, the dusty bookshelves, and the half-eaten sandwich on the coffee table. It was a mess, but she knew better than to wake him. Plankton had been working long hours at the chum factory lately, trying to make ends meet. His snoring grew louder, and she felt a wave of affection mixed with concern. Gently, she covered his legs with a blanket and bent to kiss his forehead. He stirred slightly but didn't wake up. In the kitchen, Karen grabbed a cup of coffee, the warmth and aroma grounding her for the evening ahead. The fridge hummed a low lullaby, reminding her of the chores left to do. The sink was full of dirty dishes, remnants of dinner. A pot with half-eaten chum congealed on the stovetop. Karen rolled up her sleeves, determined to tackle the chaos. She knew Plankton was exhausted from work. The clanking of pots and pans echoed through the tiny kitchen as she washed and sorted, her mind racing with thoughts of their future. A knock at the door startled her. She dried her hands on a towel, leaving wet spots like tears on the fabric. It was Hanna, her best friend since high school. Karen had not seen Hanna in weeks, and the sight of her brought a smile. Hanna was a burst of energy. "Hi, Karen! How's it going?" Hanna's voice was a mix of sweetness and the sharpness of someone who had seen too much of the world. She scanned the room, taking in the clutter, the stale smell of overworked air, and Plankton's snoring. "Hey, Hanna," Karen managed, her voice soft to not disturb his sleep. "It's been a bit hectic, but we're making do." Hanna stepped in, eyeing the mess sympathetically. "Looks like you could use a hand," she said, already grabbing a dish towel. Karen's smile grew. "You read my mind. Thanks." Hanna tossed the towel over her shoulder, ready to jump into the fray. "You know me," she said with a wink. "I've never been one to shy away from a mess." The two of them worked side by side, the rhythm of their movements harmonizing as they cleared the kitchen. Karen felt the tension in her shoulders begin to ease as Hanna filled the room with stories of her latest adventures, a welcome distraction from the monotony of chores. As the last plate was put away, the fridge closed with a satisfying click, Karen leaned against the counter. Hanna looked at her. "You've been carrying a lot, haven't you?" she asked, her voice gentle. Karen nodded, her eyes welling up. "It's just that with Plankton's job, and the bills..." Hanna pulled her into a tight hug. "I know, sweetie. You're doing the best you can." They sat down in the living room, the clean kitchen a testament to their friendship's strength. Hanna's screen searched Karen's for a sign of the spark that used to be there. "I can't remember the last time we went out together," Hanna said. "You two deserve a break." Karen's screen lit up at the suggestion, but quickly dimmed. "We can't afford it," she said, sighing. "Not with the overtime Plankton's been doing." Hanna leaned in, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Well, I might have a little surprise for you," she said. Karen looked up, curiosity piqued. "What do you mean?" Hanna pulled out a small envelope from her pocket and handed it to her friend. "A gift," she said with a sly smile. "A check from my winning lottery ticket." Karen's eyes widened as she opened the envelope. "Hanna, no!" she protested. "You can't just give us your winnings!" Hanna's smile didn't waver. "I can, and I want to. You've been there for me through everything. It's about time I returned the favor. Besides," she said with a wink, "what's a little chum between friends?" Karen's hands trembled as she read the check. It was more than enough to cover their rent and bills for several months. Tears slipped down her cheeks, and she hugged Hanna tightly. "Thank you," she whispered. The weight of financial stress lifted slightly from her shoulders, replaced by a warmth that spread through her chest. For a moment, the world didn't seem so overwhelming. Hanna pulled back, her own eyes shining with unshed tears. "Now, don't spend it all in one place," she teased. Karen laughed, the sound small but genuine. "I won't," she promised, the check clutched in her hand. "We'll use it wisely." The two of them sat quietly for a while, enjoying the rare moment of peace. The TV had switched to the news, and the low murmur of the anchor's voice filled the room. Plankton's snoring had become a comforting white noise. Hanna looked at Plankton, her expression thoughtful. "You know, I've always admired the way you take care of him," she said. "It can't be easy." Karen nodded, her thumb tracing the edges of the check. "It's not," she admitted. "But he's my Plankton. I love him, even when he's exhausting." Her gaze drifted to the sleeping form of her husband. Plankton's snores grew more even, his face finally relaxed. The lines of stress that usually pinched his features had smoothed out in sleep. Karen knew that Plankton had always dreamed of more than his life at the chum factory could offer. He was a man of ambition, his spirit too large for the cramped quarters they called home. Her thoughts turned to the gift from Hanna. The check represented more than just money; it was a beacon of hope that maybe, just maybe, they could finally start working towards those dreams.
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"We removed Plankton's wisdom teeth. He's still asleep, you can stay with him." Said the oral surgeon to Karen. They've just finished and lead Karen into the room. Plankton is lying in the hospital bed, his face a mask of peace, the only signs of the recent surgery being the gauze in his mouth and the drool seeping out the side. His cheeks are slightly swollen, and she wonders when he'll wake up. The doctor said it could take a while. The IV line snakes up his arm. Karen pulls a chair up beside the bed. She takes his hand and holds it gently, feeling the warmth of his skin contrast with the coolness of her own palm. The room is sterile, the air conditioning humming steadily in the background. The faint smell of disinfectant fills the space. She looks around the room, noticing the monitors beeping in rhythm with Plankton's breathing and heart rate. The nurse comes in and checks the machines, making a few quiet notes on a clipboard. She smiles at Karen, "He's doing well. Just let him sleep. It's the best thing right now." Karen nods, squeezing Plankton's hand slightly, willing him to feel her presence. She wonders what dreams he's having, if any, behind his closed lid. Time seems to crawl as Karen watches him sleep. She tries to read a book, but the words blur together. Her thoughts drift to their lives before this moment, their shared laughter, their arguments, the quiet moments of understanding. Her gaze lingers on his swollen cheeks, his chest rising and falling with each breath. A soft groan escapes his lips and his eye begins to flutter open. Slowly, Plankton comes to, his vision blurred by the anesthesia's last hangover. He blinks, trying to focus on Karen's face. She sets aside her book and smiles at him, her screen welcoming him back to the world of the conscious. "Hi," she says softly. "How are you feeling?" Plankton makes a sound that's somewhere between a whine and a grunt. His eye wanders the room before finally settling on hers. "What...what happened?" he slurs, the words barely audible through the gauze. Karen's smile widens a bit. "You had your wisdom teeth removed, remember?" He nods slightly. The nurse reappears, checking his vitals again with a gentle touch. "Time to go home," she says, removing the gauze. They make their way out of the hospital, Karen supporting Plankton gently as he stumbles, his legs still wobbly from the anesthesia. The sun is setting, casting long shadows across the parking lot. Karen helps Plankton into the car, buckling him in and adjusting the seat so he can lean back and rest. He nods off almost immediately, his breathing evening out as the car starts and they pull away from the hospital. The drive home is quiet, Plankton's snores punctuating the hum of the engine. Karen keeps glancing over, checking on him, her concern etched into every line on her screen. The pain medication is strong, keeping him in a half-awake state. Each time he wakes, he looks around, disoriented, before his eye finds hers and his expression relaxes. Once they arrive, Karen guides him to the couch, his body feeling heavier than ever before. He slumps into the cushions and she grabs the ice pack from the cooler. "Hold this to your cheeks," she instructs, placing the cold compress against his skin. He nods obediently, his eye already glazing over with the promise of sleep. The TV flickers on, its blue light washing over the room. Karen finds a sitcom they both enjoy, hoping the familiar laughter will ease his pain and keep them both company. But Plankton's snores soon overpower the TV's audio, his head lolling to the side. She smiles, knowing he's in a deep slumber, and covers him with a blanket. The house is eerily quiet except for the steady tick of the clock on the wall. Karen moves around the kitchen, preparing a soft meal for when he wakes, her mind racing with thoughts of what the next few days will be like. Plankton's recovery will be slow, but she's ready to take care of him. She's his rock, his support, and she'll do anything to help him feel better.
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Plankton found himself in a sticky situation. In his haste, he collided with a submerged rock, and with a painful snap, one of his antennae broke dangling in half. His computer wife Karen took him to a clinic. The receptionist, a kind octopus named Tentacla, took his information and assured Dr. Dolittlefish would see him shortly. "Plankton?" Dr. Dolittlefish called out, his voice echoing through the room. Plankton walked in, Karen trailing behind. The doctor examined the fractured antenna. Plankton winced, feeling a sharp pain as the doctor prods it gently. Dr. Dolittlefish chuckled, "We'll need to perform a repair, and for that, you'll need a touch of anesthesia. It'll make you feel like you're floating on a cloud.." Plankton's one good antenna perked up with interest. "A magical elixir that will put you into a state of deep relaxation," Dr. Dolittlefish explained, his eyes twinkling behind his spectacles. "You'll be completely unaware of the surgery. We give you a little dose to make you drowsy. It's like sinking into a warm, bubble bath after a long day of plotting. Trust me, you'll wake up with a fixed antenna and no memories of the procedure. It's like a nap that'll keep you unconscious and pain-free throughout the operation. It's tailored for each patient, so you'll only get what you need." Turning to Karen, who had been quietly observing the exchange, the doctor said, "Karen, if you have any concerns, feel free to ask. Your husband's safety is my top priority. I'll be sure to take into account." Karen sighed, her circuits whirring as she searched for the right words. "Well, Plankton has always had trouble with deep sleep. He's a bit of a light sleeper, you see. Even the slightest disturbance and he's up for the day. It's hard for him to get to sleep." The doctor nodded, scribbling more notes. "I see," he said thoughtfully. "That does add a layer of complexity to the anesthesia. We'll need to be precise with the dosage to ensure he remains asleep throughout the surgery without any complications. We'll use the lightest touch possible and administer the anesthesia in a way that minimizes discomfort." Dr. Dolittlefish turned to Plankton. "Now, when you wake up, it'll be like coming out of a delightful dream. You'll feel a bit groggy, like you've just emerged from a particularly long nap. You might be a tad disoriented, but that's perfectly normal. Your body will be feeling the effects of the medication wearing off, so it's crucial that you rest for a while in our recovery area." Plankton's eye searched Karen', looking for reassurance. She nodded firmly, gripping his tiny hand. "You'll be okay, Plankton. I'll be right here." The doctor nodded. "Karen, you can accompany him into the surgery room. But remember, you'll have to go and stay outside once the actual procedure begins." The next day, Plankton and Karen returned to the clinic, feeling a mix of anxiety and hope. The lobby was filled with various sea creatures, all waiting for their appointments with their own assortment of woes and ailments. "Come on, Plankton," Karen urged, her voice steady. "You've got this." Dr. Dolittlefish took his place at the head of the operating table, a serious look on his face. "Alright, Plankton," he said, his voice steady, "It's time for the anesthesia. This might feel a bit strange, but remember, it's just like drifting off to sleep." With a flick of his fin, he administered the first dose through a small tube connected to a bubble filled with the sedative. The bubble popped, and Plankton felt a warm sensation spread through his body. It started in his toes and traveled up to his antennae, making them feel weightless. His eye grew heavier, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh. The room began to spin gently, the sounds around him becoming muffled, like the distant hum of a lullaby sung by the ocean currents. He felt himself sinking into the chair, the cushions seemingly made of the softest sea foam. "How do you feel?" Dr. Dolittlefish's voice was a comforting murmur. "Woozy," Plankton slurred, his eyelid fluttering. The room was a blur of lights and colors, like a kaleidoscope of bubbles. The pain in his antenna was fading, replaced by a pleasant numbness. Karen squeezed his hand tightly, her grip the only solid thing in his swirling world. She watched him closely, her LED eyes full of worry. "It's ok, Plankton," she murmured. "You're going to be fine." The doctor nodded to her encouragement. "I want you to count backwards from one hundred ok?" Plankton, already feeling the warm embrace of the anesthesia, began his count with a lazy sensation. "One hundred... ninety-nine... ninety-eight..." His voice grew softer with each number, the digits slipping away like grains of sand through his tiny fingers. The world around him grew fuzzy, like a TV show losing signal. The lights above looked like distant stars, their brightness dimming as he descended into the abyss of unconsciousness. "...eighty-four... eighty-three... eighty-two..." His eye now half-closed, the surgery room's noises melding into a symphony of comforting whispers. The gentle sway of the seaweed outside the clinic's windows seemed to be rocking him to sleep. His voice grew more faint, words slurring together. Karen watched him count, her gaze never leaving his face. She could feel his hand loosening in hers, his grip becoming as light as a feather. Each number he uttered was a step closer to the surgery that would hopefully restore his antenna to its former glory. The count grew slower, like a snail on a leisurely stroll across the ocean floor. His voice was a mere murmur, the words barely discernible. Karen could see his tiny chest rising and falling in a slow, rhythmic pattern, his breathing growing deeper and more relaxed with each passing moment. The colors around them bled into one another, creating a dreamlike landscape. The lights above danced like jellyfish in a moonlit lagoon, casting eerie shadows across the gleaming surgical instruments. Plankton's eye fully closed now, his count barely a whisper. Each word was a soft ripple in the vast ocean of sleep that was consuming him. The whirring of the machines and the occasional splash of water seemed to fade into the background, replaced by the steady rhythm of his breathing. Karen watched, her heart swelling with love and fear as she listened to the dwindling numbers. Plankton's voice was now a faint echo, his body going slack. The room was still, save for the hypnotic pulse of the anesthesia bubbles and Plankton's shallow breaths. Karen held her own breath, her screen never leaving his face. His count grew quieter still, each number a soft, barely perceptible sigh. Karen felt the tension in her limbs ease as she watched the lines of worry on Plankton's forehead smooth out. His sleep was finally deep and peaceful, the anesthesia working its magic. "Thirty-four... thirty-three..." His voice was a mere ripple in the vast sea of quiet that filled the room. The last number slipped away, and Plankton's count stopped, his breathing deep and even. Karen felt the weight of his hand in hers, a silent testament to his complete surrender to the anesthesia's embrace. She watched Plankton's chest rise and fall with each steady breath, his body utterly relaxed with his eye sealed shut slightly. The surgery room, once a cacophony of fear and doubt, was now a sanctuary of peace, the only sounds the rhythmic beep of the heart monitor and Plankton's soft snores. The doctor nodded, satisfied with the sedation's effect. "Alright, Karen, he finally fell asleep," he whispered, patting Plankton's shoulder. "Now, we'll proceed with the actual procedure." Karen swallowed hard, nodding her head. She had never seen Plankton so vulnerable, but she knew this was for the best. "I'll be right outside," she said, her voice wavering slightly. She leaned in and kissed Plankton's forehead before letting go. With a final squeeze of his hand, she reluctantly let go and went towards the door. The doctor nodded in understanding, his eyes focused on the delicate task ahead. As the door slid shut with a soft hiss, Karen found herself in the stark, sterile waiting room. The walls were lined with sea-themed art, an attempt to provide comfort in a place filled with uncertainty and anxiety. She hovered over to the plush sea sponge chair, the material reminding her of home. Her tentacles wrapped around the phone, her movements deliberate and precise as she dialed the numbers. The first call was to Spongebob, she knew he would want to know about the accident. The line rang, and she hoped he'd pick up. "Karen?" "Spongebob, it's about Plankton," she began, her voice trembling. "He's had an accident, and he's in surgery now." "Oh no!" Sponge Bob exclaimed, his bubbly enthusiasm dimming. "Can I talk to Plankton during the surgery?" "No, they put Plankton to sleep," Karen explained, her tentacles gripping the phone tightly. "But I'll let him know you called as soon as he wakes up." "Thank you, Karen," SpongeBob said, his voice filled with genuine concern. "Tell him I'm thinking of him." The receptionist, Tentacla, noticed her distress and swam over. "Is everything okay?" she asked, her tentacles poised to offer comfort or assistance. "It's just... I've never seen him like this," Karen admitted, her voice wavering. "So... vulnerable." Tentacla nodded sympathetically, her tentacles reaching out to pat Karen's arm. "It's tough, I know. But Dr. Dolittlefish is the best in the business. Plankton's in good fins."
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ANTENNAE i Plankton found himself in a sticky situation. In his haste, he collided with a submerged rock, and with a painful snap, one of his antennae broke dangling in half. His computer wife Karen took him to a clinic. The receptionist, a kind octopus named Tentacla, took his information and assured Dr. Dolittlefish would see him shortly. "Plankton?" Dr. Dolittlefish called out, his voice echoing through the room. Plankton walked in, Karen trailing behind. The doctor examined the fractured antenna. Plankton winced, feeling a sharp pain as the doctor prods it gently. Dr. Dolittlefish chuckled, "We'll need to perform a repair, and for that, you'll need a touch of anesthesia. It'll make you feel like you're floating on a cloud.." Plankton's one good antenna perked up with interest. "A magical elixir that will put you into a state of deep relaxation," Dr. Dolittlefish explained, his eyes twinkling behind his spectacles. "You'll be completely unaware of the surgery. We give you a little dose to make you drowsy. It's like sinking into a warm, bubble bath after a long day of plotting. Trust me, you'll wake up with a fixed antenna and no memories of the procedure. It's like a nap that'll keep you unconscious and pain-free throughout the operation. It's tailored for each patient, so you'll only get what you need." Turning to Karen, who had been quietly observing the exchange, the doctor said, "Karen, if you have any concerns, feel free to ask. Your husband's safety is my top priority. I'll be sure to take into account." Karen sighed, her circuits whirring as she searched for the right words. "Well, Plankton has always had trouble with deep sleep. He's a bit of a light sleeper, you see. Even the slightest disturbance and he's up for the day. It's hard for him to get to sleep." The doctor nodded, scribbling more notes. "I see," he said thoughtfully. "That does add a layer of complexity to the anesthesia. We'll need to be precise with the dosage to ensure he remains asleep throughout the surgery without any complications. We'll use the lightest touch possible and administer the anesthesia in a way that minimizes discomfort." Dr. Dolittlefish turned to Plankton. "Now, when you wake up, it'll be like coming out of a delightful dream. You'll feel a bit groggy, like you've just emerged from a particularly long nap. You might be a tad disoriented, but that's perfectly normal. Your body will be feeling the effects of the medication wearing off, so it's crucial that you rest for a while in our recovery area." Plankton's eye searched Karen', looking for reassurance. She nodded firmly, gripping his tiny hand. "You'll be okay, Plankton. I'll be right here." The doctor nodded. "Karen, you can accompany him into the surgery room. But remember, you'll have to go and stay outside once the actual procedure begins." The next day, Plankton and Karen returned to the clinic, feeling a mix of anxiety and hope. The lobby was filled with various sea creatures, all waiting for their appointments with their own assortment of woes and ailments. "Come on, Plankton," Karen urged, her voice steady. "You've got this." Dr. Dolittlefish took his place at the head of the operating table, a serious look on his face. "Alright, Plankton," he said, his voice steady, "It's time for the anesthesia. This might feel a bit strange, but remember, it's just like drifting off to sleep." With a flick of his fin, he administered the first dose through a small tube connected to a bubble filled with the sedative. The bubble popped, and Plankton felt a warm sensation spread through his body. It started in his toes and traveled up to his antennae, making them feel weightless. His eye grew heavier, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh. The room began to spin gently, the sounds around him becoming muffled, like the distant hum of a lullaby sung by the ocean currents. He felt himself sinking into the chair, the cushions seemingly made of the softest sea foam. "How do you feel?" Dr. Dolittlefish's voice was a comforting murmur. "Woozy," Plankton slurred, his eyelid fluttering. The room was a blur of lights and colors, like a kaleidoscope of bubbles. The pain in his antenna was fading, replaced by a pleasant numbness. Karen squeezed his hand tightly, her grip the only solid thing in his swirling world. She watched him closely, her LED eyes full of worry. "It's ok, Plankton," she murmured. "You're going to be fine." The doctor nodded to her encouragement. "I want you to count backwards from one hundred ok?" Plankton, already feeling the warm embrace of the anesthesia, began his count with a lazy sensation. "One hundred... ninety-nine... ninety-eight..." His voice grew softer with each number, the digits slipping away like grains of sand through his tiny fingers. The world around him grew fuzzy, like a TV show losing signal. The lights above looked like distant stars, their brightness dimming as he descended into the abyss of unconsciousness. "...eighty-four... eighty-three... eighty-two..." His eye now half-closed, the surgery room's noises melding into a symphony of comforting whispers. The gentle sway of the seaweed outside the clinic's windows seemed to be rocking him to sleep. His voice grew more faint, words slurring together. Karen watched him count, her gaze never leaving his face. She could feel his hand loosening in hers, his grip becoming as light as a feather. Each number he uttered was a step closer to the surgery that would hopefully restore his antenna to its former glory. The count grew slower, like a snail on a leisurely stroll across the ocean floor. His voice was a mere murmur, the words barely discernible. Karen could see his tiny chest rising and falling in a slow, rhythmic pattern, his breathing growing deeper and more relaxed with each passing moment. The colors around them bled into one another, creating a dreamlike landscape. The lights above danced like jellyfish in a moonlit lagoon, casting eerie shadows across the gleaming surgical instruments. Plankton's eye fully closed now, his count barely a whisper. Each word was a soft ripple in the vast ocean of sleep that was consuming him. The whirring of the machines and the occasional splash of water seemed to fade into the background, replaced by the steady rhythm of his breathing. Karen watched, her heart swelling with love and fear as she listened to the dwindling numbers. Plankton's voice was now a faint echo, his body going slack. The room was still, save for the hypnotic pulse of the anesthesia bubbles and Plankton's shallow breaths. Karen held her own breath, her screen never leaving his face. His count grew quieter still, each number a soft, barely perceptible sigh. Karen felt the tension in her limbs ease as she watched the lines of worry on Plankton's forehead smooth out. His sleep was finally deep and peaceful, the anesthesia working its magic. "Thirty-four... thirty-three..." His voice was a mere ripple in the vast sea of quiet that filled the room. The last number slipped away, and Plankton's count stopped, his breathing deep and even. Karen felt the weight of his hand in hers, a silent testament to his complete surrender to the anesthesia's embrace. She watched Plankton's chest rise and fall with each steady breath, his body utterly relaxed with his eye sealed shut slightly. The surgery room, once a cacophony of fear and doubt, was now a sanctuary of peace, the only sounds the rhythmic beep of the heart monitor and Plankton's soft snores. The doctor nodded, satisfied with the sedation's effect. "Alright, Karen, he finally fell asleep," he whispered, patting Plankton's shoulder. "Now, we'll proceed with the actual procedure." Karen swallowed hard, nodding her head. She had never seen Plankton so vulnerable, but she knew this was for the best. "I'll be right outside," she said, her voice wavering slightly. She leaned in and kissed Plankton's forehead before letting go. With a final squeeze of his hand, she reluctantly let go and went towards the door. The doctor nodded in understanding, his eyes focused on the delicate task ahead. As the door slid shut with a soft hiss, Karen found herself in the stark, sterile waiting room. The walls were lined with sea-themed art, an attempt to provide comfort in a place filled with uncertainty and anxiety. She hovered over to the plush sea sponge chair, the material reminding her of home. Her tentacles wrapped around the phone, her movements deliberate and precise as she dialed the numbers. The first call was to Spongebob, she knew he would want to know about the accident. The line rang, and she hoped he'd pick up. "Karen?" "Spongebob, it's about Plankton," she began, her voice trembling. "He's had an accident, and he's in surgery now." "Oh no!" Sponge Bob exclaimed, his bubbly enthusiasm dimming. "Can I talk to Plankton during the surgery?" "No, they put Plankton to sleep," Karen explained, her tentacles gripping the phone tightly. "But I'll let him know you called as soon as he wakes up." "Thank you, Karen," SpongeBob said, his voice filled with genuine concern. "Tell him I'm thinking of him." The receptionist, Tentacla, noticed her distress and swam over. "Is everything okay?" she asked, her tentacles poised to offer comfort or assistance. "It's just... I've never seen him like this," Karen admitted, her voice wavering. "So... vulnerable." Tentacla nodded sympathetically, her tentacles reaching out to pat Karen's arm. "It's tough, I know. But Dr. Dolittlefish is the best in the business. Plankton's in good fins."
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Broken 1/2 (Iโ€™m a neurodivergent author) "Karen's going to love the surprise," Sandy murmured to herself. Sandy had spent hours the previous night crafting the perfect surprise for her friend, Karen. Itโ€™s a game, and she thought about the delight. As Sandy approached, the anticipation grew. She felt her heartrate spike, her hand curling around the doorknob. The door swung open with a gentle creak, and there was Karen. "Sandy!" she exclaimed, throwing her arms around her friend in a warm embrace. โ€œCome on in!โ€ They moved into the living room. "Ready for the surprise?" Sandy whispered, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Karen nodded, curiosity piqued. Sandy pulled out the game called "Whimsical Wonders," and it promised an adventure filled with puzzles, riddles, and laughter. She had picked it out especially for Karen, who loved nothing more than a good brain teaser. Plankton, Karen's husband, wanders in. "Sandy made a new game!" Karen says, her voice filled with excitement. "Oh really?" Plankton says. Sandy nods eagerly, setting the game board on the coffee table. "This looks amazing!" Karen says, lighting up. "Let's get started!" Sandy says, her voice brimming with excitement. The two friends eagerly begin setting up the game. As they place the pieces, their laughter fills the air, mingling with the occasional squeal of excitement. Plankton, however, watches from the armchair with a furrowed brow, the cacophony of sounds and the flurry of activity around the game table gradually weighing on him. His senses, heightened by the sudden influx of stimuli, start to overwhelm him. Sandy rolls the dice and her voice cracks with excitement as she announces her first move. "I'll take the unicorn path!" she exclaims, moving her piece with a flourish. The room seems to vibrate with her enthusiasm, the very air charged with it. But amidst the excitement, Plankton's eye starts to glaze over. Karen, caught up in the moment, doesn't notice the change in Plankton's demeanor yet. Sandy, lost in the thrill of setting the stage for their adventure, doesn't pick up on Plankton's distress. "Your turn, Karen!" Sandy suddenly squeals. Karen looks up from her piece and sees Plankton's eye now glazed over, his body completely still. "Plankton?" she asks tentatively, her smile faltering; the sensory overload from the game is becoming too much for Plankton, who grows overwhelmed and unresponsive from his armchair. "You ok?" Sandy says, turning to him, her voice still filled with the energy of the game. But Plankton doesn't respond. His eye remains unfocused, vacant, his body rigid. "What's wrong?" she asks, her smile fading as she notices Plankton's unresponsive state. Karen lowers her voice to a whisper, "It's like he zones out for a bit." Sandy's eyes widen with concern, and she immediately sets down the game piece. "Huh?" Karen nods reassuringly, "He'll be fine in a minute." She gently pats Plankton's hand, her voice calm and soothing. "It happens sometimes when things get too... much for him. This happens sometimes when he's overstimulated." Sandy's heart skips a beat. Plankton's face remained slack, eye staring into the middle distance, unblinking. "It's ok," Karen whispers, voice steady, "Just give him some space." Sandy nods, her excitement replaced with concern. She's never seen Plankton like this before. She watches as Karen gently strokes Plankton's arm. "It's ok," Karen repeats, her voice a gentle lullaby. "These happen when there's too much going on, too much to take in." Sandy nods, eyes never leaving Plankton's frozen form. She feels a twinge of guilt for not realizing sooner that something was amiss. She had been so caught up in excitement of the game, she didn't notice signs of distress. Moving closer to the chair where Plankton sat, she tentatively reaches out a hand to touch his shoulder like the way Karen is doing, but Karen stops her. "Let me," she says gently, never leaving her husband. "I know his triggers." Sandy nods. She withdraws, giving space. "I'm sorry," she says softly. "I didn't know." Karen nods, never leaving Plankton. "It's ok. We manage. It's part of hisโ€ฆ condition." Sandy watches as Karen's gentle touch seems to bring him back to reality. Plankton blinks. "Plankton?" Karen whispers. Slowly, his gaze refocuses on her. He looks around the room, momentarily disoriented before his eye land on the game spread out on the table. He looks back at Karen, his expression a mix of confusion and embarrassment. "What happened?" he asks, his voice hoarse. "You had a little episode," Karen says, her voice still calm. She helps him to his feet. "But you're ok now." Sandy's eyes dart between the two of them, feeling like an intruder in this intimate moment of care. She clears her throat awkwardly. "Maybe we should... postpone the game?" But as Plankton's gaze locks onto hers, she sees the anger in his eye, raw and unbridled. "You did this," he says accusingly, voice tight with frustration. Sandy takes a step back. "I didn't mean to," she stammers, her hands rising defensively. "You didn't mean to?" Plankton echoes, his voice rising. "You come in, all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed with your loud games and expectations, and you don't think about how it might affect me?" Sandy's eyes widen with shock and guilt as she takes another step back. "I-I'm sorry, Plankton," she stammers. "I didn't know it wouldโ€”" "Of course you didn't," Plankton interrupts, filled with bitterness. Sandy's heart sinks as she realizes the gravity of the situation. "I didn't mean to overwhelm you," she says, her voice small and apologetic. Karen's grip on Plankton's arm tightens, a silent plea for calm, but the words have been said. The air feels thick with tension, the joyous anticipation of the game forgotten. Sandy's eyes fill with tears, her heart racing. "Plankton, please," she says, her voice shaking. "Itโ€™s not my fault. I'd never want to hurt you." "It's what you want, isn't it?" Plankton snaps, pushing away from her. "That's not true," Sandy protests, her own voice rising in defense. "I just wanted to have some fun." Karen's screen darts between them, a silent plea for peace. But Plankton's anger is a storm that can't be quieted so easily. "You think it's fun for me?" he yells, his voice cracking with frustration. "To sit here and watch you live life without a care while I'm stuck in my own head, unable to keep up?" Sandy flinches, his words hitting her like a slap in the face. She never thought about it that way before. "I just wanted to help," she says, her voice barely a whisper. "Help?" Plankton scoffs. "How is bringing this... this... chaos into our lives supposed to help?" He gestures at the game, his hand shaking with anger. Sandy feels the heat rising in her own cheeks, a mix of embarrassment and anger at being misunderstood. "It's not chaos, it's just a game," she says, her voice firm despite the tremor. "To you, maybe," Plankton says, his words laced with venom. "But to me, it's just another thing that's too much to handle. Too loud, colorful, too... everything." Sandy feels her own anger flare up, the hurt of his accusations stinging deep. "You don't know what you're talking about," she says, her voice rising to match his. "Oh, don't I?" Plankton counters, eye flashing. "You think you can just waltz in and ignore my needs because you're so focused on your own fun?" Sandy feels a mix of indignation and regret. "That's not fair," she protests, cracking. "You know I didn't mean toโ€”" But Plankton isn't listening. He's in the throes of anger now, voice rising. "Fair?! You have no idea what fair is," he says, eye flashing. "You don't have to deal with the constant bombardment of sounds and lights and emotions!" Sandy's own frustration boils over. "Well maybe if you try to understand, we couldโ€”" "Understand?" Plankton cuts her off, his voice now a roar. "How can you possibly understand?" Sandy's eyes flash with indignation. "You're not the only one with problems!" she shoots back. "You think I don't know?" Plankton retorts. "Everyone has their struggles, but you don't get to barge in here and make them about you!" "It wasn't about me!" Sandy exclaims, her voice shaking. "I just wanted to do something nice.." "What about the fact that your 'nice' thing almost sent me into a full-blown seizure?" Sandy's eyes flash with anger now, her hands balled into fists at her sides. "You know what, Plankton? You're right, I don't understand," she says, her voice trembling with emotion. "But maybe if you weren't so focused on being the center of attention with your 'poor me' routine, you could see I'm just trying to be a good friend!" Plankton's eye widen in shock at her outburst as he processes her words. "You think this is about attention?" he says, his voice incredulous. "It's about trying to find a way to exist in a world that's too much for me!" Sandy's eyes fill with tears of frustration as she glares at Plankton. "And what? I'm not allowed to live because it's too much for you?" she yells back, the words cutting through the tension like a hot knife through butter. "I can't help that I'm not BROKEN like You!" Sandy says before realizing it with regret. Karen's pixelated eyes widen in horror. "Sandy," she says, her voice a warning whisper. But too late. The damage is done. A tear traces a path down his cheek. His eye, once full of anger, brims with hurt. He takes a step back. "Broken," he whispers, the word echoing in the tense silence of the room. Plankton's body sags, his anger dissipating like a popped balloon, leaving only pain in its wake. His eye glisten with unshed tears.
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Broken 2/2 (Iโ€™m a neurodivergent author) Plankton's body sags, anger dissipating. His eye glisten with tears. "Broken," he repeats, his voice barely a whisper, the word a knife to his soul. He shakes his head and turns, unable to face the person who so casually tossed it at him. "Plankton," Karen says, her voice strained, but he's already retreating. Shoulders hunched, Plankton turns and strides out of the room, footsteps heavy and deliberate. The door to the bedroom slams shut behind him, the echo of sobs resonating through. Sandy and Karen are left standing in the living room, the air thick with unspoken words and unshed tears. "I didn't mean it like, I cannot believe I just, Iโ€™m sorry," Sandy says, voice shaky. She looks at her friend, her eyes pleading for understanding. "I..." Karen's gaze is steely. "You need to understand," she says firmly, voice trembling with weight. "Plankton was born with a neurodivergent condition." Sandy's eyes widen. "What?" she whispers. Karen nods solemnly. "Plankton's mother was in a car accident when pregnant with him." Sandy's eyes widen in horror. "I had no idea," she whispers. Karen nods, her own eyes brimming with unshed tears. "After, doctors saw Plankton's brain developing differently," she explains, her voice tight with emotion. "He's incredibly sensitive to stimulationโ€”sounds, lights; strong emotions, like just now, can overwhelm him." "That's why he gets these... episodes?" Sandy asks. Karen nods, voice barely above a whisper. "It caused damage to the part of his brain that processes stimuli during development," she explains. "It's like his brain's volume knob is stuck on high. Everything's just too much for him sometimes." Sandy's mind races. "So that's why..." "Yes," Karen says, voice heavy. "It's not something he can just turn off, or ignore." Sandy nods slowly, aching for her friend's husband. She had always known Plankton as a bit of an introvert, but never thought it was mostly because of something like this. Karen's sad, but firm. "It's not your fault for not knowing," she says. "But you have to be mindful." Sandy nods, throat tight. "I do," she whispers with regret. Together, they make their way to the bedroom, the game forgotten in the wake of Plankton's pain. Karen's hand is a gentle guide on Sandy's arm as they tiptoe, steeling herself for what might be on the other side. She opens it slowly, the hinges whispering in protest. The bedroom is dim, curtains drawn, and Plankton is there, lying on the bed, his eye closed. The anger and frustration that had etched lines into his face moments ago are now eased by sleep. His chest rises and falls with rhythm of breathing, the only sound in the room. Sandy feels a pang of guilt as she looks at him. She had never meant to cause pain, never intended to make life more difficult. She just wanted to bring a little joy, whimsy into their lives; instead, she had unleashed a storm. Karen's hand tightens around Sandy's arm, a silent reminder of the unspoken bond between them. "Let him rest," Karen murmurs. Sandy nods. "Give him space," Karen says gently. "He needs to recover." Sandy nods, gaze lingering on Plankton's face, features now in sleep. She feels a pang of guilt, knowing she was the cause of distress. They retreat to the living room. Karen sighs heavily, her eyes reflecting a mix of sadness and resignation. "Why didn't you tell?" Karen sighs. "It's not something we talk about," she says softly. "Plankton's been self-conscious about it." "I didn't mean to make things worse," Sandy says with remorse. "I know, yet you have to understand, Plankton's condition is part of him. It's not something that can be fixed with a band-aid; his brain damage is irreversible." "I'll talk to him when he wakes up," she says, her voice a mix of determination and sorrow. "I want to make it right." Karen squeezes her hand, offering a small smile. "Thank you," she whispers. "But let him come to you. He needs time." Sandy feels the weight of her mistake heavily. "Part of Plankton's condition includes mood swings," Karen explains softly. "When overstimulated, it's like a dam breaks. It just floods." Sandy's heart squeezes with understanding and regret. "I didn't know," she whispers, eyes filling with tears. "I never meant toโ€”" "It's ok," Karen interrupts gently, her voice soothing. "But it's not just about the game. Plankton's condition makes it hard for him to handle sudden changes or unexpected situations." Sandy nods, the gravity of the situation settling in. "I didn't realize," she says, her voice thick with guilt. "I just..." Karen squeezes her hand. "It's alright," she says, her voice calm and soothing. "You couldn't have known. But now that you do, it's important to stay calm around him." Sandy nods, eyes wide with the realization. "How do I make sure not make things worse?" Karen looks at her with a mix of affection and weariness. "You just need to be patient and understanding," she says. "Let him know you're there for him, without pushing." Sandy nods. Finally, Plankton emerges from the bedroom, eye red-rimmed. He looks at them both, his gaze uncertain, and then to the game. Sandy's heart clenches as she watches him. Plankton's gaze lingers on the game for a moment before he looks at them, his expression unreadable. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ruin everything." Sandy's heart breaks at his words. "You didn't ruin," she says quickly, filled with compassion. "I should have been more considerate." Plankton looks at her, still guarded. "I just want to be normal but I just can't handle it, like you said Iโ€™m broken.." Sandy feels her heart ache at his words, the pain in his voice resonating deep within. She shakes her head, her own eyes now filled with tears. "You're not broken," she says fiercely. "You're just... different. And that's ok. Iโ€™m sorry." Karen moves to Plankton's side, wrapping her arms around him in a gentle embrace. "You are more than ok," she whispers. "You're perfect, just the way you are." Sandy watches them, feeling the depth. "I didn't mean it, Plankton," she says, her voice thick with emotion. "You're not broken, you're just... you. I know that now." Plankton nods, his mind a tumult of thoughts. "But it's hard to hear." "I'll be more careful," she promises, her voice sincere. "I don't want to make you feel like that again." "You didn't know," he says, his voice a bit softer now. "But it's important that you do now." "I do know," she says, her voice firm. "And I'll make sure to be more mindful." Karen squeezes Plankton's hand, filled with love and compassion. "We all have moments," she says gently. "What matters is we learn from them." Sandy nods, gaze never leaving Plankton's. "I will," she says solemnly. "I promise." Plankton's expression softens. "Thank you," he murmurs, the first signs of forgiveness seeping into his voice. Karen's gaze shifts to Sandy, filled with a gentle resolve. "Don't be afraid to ask, next time," she says, a quiet command. "Don't assume you know what he can handle. Just talk to us, and we can tell you." Sandy nods, feeling the weight of her friend's words. "I will," she says, voice a solemn promise. "I don't want to make him feel like that again." The three of them stand in the living room, the game pieces on the table a stark reminder of the chaos that had unfolded. Sandy takes a step closer to Plankton, her hand reaching out tentatively. He looks up at her, the anger and pain in his eye slowly being replaced with something resembling understanding. "I'm sorry," she whispers again, hand hovering in the air between them. "I'll do better." Karen nods with a mix of sadness and love. "We're all learning," she says, her voice a gentle reprimand. "But it's important that Plankton needs to be part of this conversation too." Sandy swallows hard, her hand dropping to her side. "I'm sorry," she says again, looking down at her feet. "I didn't mean to make it about me." Plankton nods slowly, eye still on the game board. "It's not," he says, quiet and measured. "It's about understanding limits." Sandy nods, eyes glistening with unshed tears. "I just want to make sure you know that I'm here for you, for both of you, any time." Karen gives her a sad smile, still on Plankton. "We know," she says softly. "But sometimes, the best thing you can do for Plankton is to just... let him be." Sandy nods. "I'll take it home," she says, her voice thick with regret. "I don't want it to be a reminder of what happened." Karen nods, her gaze never leaving Sandy's. "Thank you," she whispers. Sandy moves to the coffee table, her eyes on the game. She gathers the pieces, the bright colors seemingly dulled by the events of the evening. Each piece feels heavier than it should, as if carrying the weight of Plankton's pain. "I'll put it away," she says, her voice quiet and remorseful. "I didn't mean for any of this to happen." Plankton nods, his eye not leaving the game. "I know," he says, his voice still raw. "But you can play it with Karen on one of the Gal Pal nights out when Iโ€™m not around, like at your treedome." Sandy nods, her eyes brimming with tears as she scoops the last of the game into the box. She closes it with a soft click and looks up at Karen. "I'm sorry," she whispers again. "I'm just... I'm sorry." Karen sighs, her gaze filled with a mix of sadness and resignation. "We all make mistakes, Sandy," she says gently. "What's important is that we learn from them." Sandy nods, her eyes never leaving the game box. "I will," she whispers, her voice thick with regret. "I'll be more considerate next time." Karen's gaze softens, and she squeezes Sandy's hand. "Thank you," she murmurs. "It means a lot."
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CHIP OFF THE OLD TALKS i (Autistic Author) Karen went to the park. Her husband, Plankton, sat by her. Karen glanced over and saw the soft smile on his face, a smile that had greeted her every morning for the past twenty-five or so years. The park was alive with laughter, the distant sound of a ball bouncing off the pavement and the occasional squawk from a seagull. Plankton's eye were closed, his breathing slow and steady. He was enjoying the warmth of the afternoon sun on his face. Suddenly, their adopted son Chip burst into their peaceful scene, his cheeks flushed from running. He was holding a frisbee that had strayed from its intended path, and he called out to them with the enthusiasm of a young boy who had discovered something wonderful. "Look what I found!" he exclaimed, oblivious to the delicate moment he was interrupting. Plankton jolts. Karen's notices her husband's sudden movement. His eye open wide, and he stares into the distance unseeing, unblinking. She knows the signs all too well. Plankton is having one of his shutdowns. But Chip's dart between the frisbee and his parents, sensing something amiss. "Dad?" Chip says, tentatively. Karen jumps up and grabs Plankton's arm, gently squeezing to bring him back. "It's ok, honey," she whispers, her voice steady. Chip's smile fades as he sees his father's unresponsive state. He drops the frisbee, forgotten in his grip, and takes a cautious step closer. "What's happening?" he asks, his voice cracking. Plankton's body remains eerily still, like a statue. The only indication that he's alive is the faint rise and fall of his chest as he breathes. Karen's eyes dart around the area, checking if anyone has noticed. She doesn't want to draw unwanted attention. "It's ok, Dad's just taking a little break," she murmurs, setting the frisbee aside. He's never seen these before, nor knows the drill. Chip takes in Plankton's unblinking gaze. Karen feels a pang of guilt for keeping this part of Plankton's condition hidden from their kid. But it's a dance they've been performing for years, trying to maintain a sense of normalcy amidst Plankton's condition. Karen focuses solely on Plankton, willing him to come back to her. She feels the warmth of his hand under hers, but there's no response, no squeeze, no recognition of her touch. Karen's gaze is fixed on her husband's face, searching for any hint of life, any flicker of consciousness. She whispers his name, a soft mantra, trying to anchor him to reality. But Chip doesn't understand. His eyes are wide, full of fear and confusion as he watches his dad frozen in place. "What's a 'little break'?" he asks, voice trembling. Karen's heart tightens; she's always shielded Chip, hoping to spare him the worry and fear. "It's like when you zone out," she explains gently, hoping to relate it to something he might have experienced. "Remember when you were playing video games and I had to call you for dinner three times before you heard me?" Chip nods slowly, still glued to Plankton's unmoving form. "It's like that," Karen continues, "But for Dad, it happens without warning." Chip nods again, trying to process this new information. He's always known his dad was different, but seeing him like this is something he's never had to face before. He takes a deep breath and tries to hold back his tears, not wanting to scare Plankton when he wakes up. "What do we do?" he whispers, his voice shaky. Karen squeezes Plankton's hand gently, never leaving his face. "Just wait," she instructs Chip calmly. "These usually don't last long. But if you need to, you can tell anyone who asks that he's okay, just deep in thought." Chip nods, trying to mimic his mother's calm demeanor, but his eyes betray his anxiety. He's never seen his dad like this, never knew that these moments of stillness were a part of him. Plankton's condition, a form of autism, can leave him with anger issues and overload. Karen feels the weight of the secret they've kept from Chip all these years. Plankton's autistic neurodivergence had always been a part of their lives, but they had shielded their son from the full extent of it. They had hoped he would understand when he was older, but now the moment had come unplanned, and she wasn't sure if ready. "Why does Dad zone out?" Chip asks, his voice small. Karen sighs, deciding it's time for the truth. She sits down next to Plankton, keeping her hand on his arm. "Dad has something called 'neurodivergence', Chip. It's like his brain works differently than ours. Sometimes it helps him see the world in amazing ways, but it can also be hard for him. These little breaks are his brain's way of processing." Chip stares at her, trying to grasp the concept. "So, he's not just ignoring us?" "No, sweetie," Karen says. "He's not ignoring us. It's like his brain needs a time-out, like when you play for to long and your phone heats up and/or dies, but will still work eventually." The wind picks up, rustling through the leaves above them, and a chill runs down Chip's spine. He nods slowly, watching his dad's chest rise and fall in the silence. It's strange to see someone so still, so quiet, yet so obviously alive. "But why haven't you told me before?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper. Karen's eyes well up with tears she quickly blinks away. "We wanted to protect you," she admits. "I didn't want you to be scared and he doesnโ€™t want you to think of him differently." "But it's okay to think differently," Chip argues, his voice growing stronger. "Dad's always been there for me, even if he doesn't hug me a lot." Karen smiles sadly, stroking Plankton's arm. "It's not just about thinking differently, Chip. It's about how his brain processes things. Sometimes, too much sensory input can overwhelm him. That's why he might seem distant or not as affectionate as other dads. It's not because he doesn't like you," she reassures him. "It's because hugging or loud noises can be really intense for him." Chip's eyes widen with understanding. "So, that's why he doesn't like it when I jump on him?" "Yes," Karen nods. "But it doesn't mean he loves you any less. He just shows it in his own way. Like when he spends hours helping you build that Lego castle, or when he makes those amazing sea creature sculptures that you love so much." Chip's shoulders slump, and he sits down on the bench beside his mother, staring at his dad with a newfound curiosity. "Does he know I know now?" "I don't think so, honey," Karen says, her voice still low and soothing. "These episodes usually last just a few minutes. It's like he's somewhere else, but he'll come back to us." The park's sounds swirl around them, muffled by the tension that has settled in the air. Karen watches Plankton's expression, waiting for the telltale twitch of his antennae that signals his return to the present. Finally, Plankton blinks and looks at Karen, his gaze momentarily unfocused before recognition floods back into his eye. He looks around, startled by his surroundings, and then at Chip, who is staring at him. "What happened?" Plankton asks, his voice groggy. Karen releases a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding. "You had one of your zoning-out moments," she says, her voice calm and gentle. Plankton looks at her, then at Chip, who is watching him with a mix of curiosity and fear. "I did?" Plankton's antennae twitch, and he rubs his head. "Yes," Karen says, her hand still on his arm. "Chip found a frisbee, remember?" Plankton's gaze shifts to the frisbee lying forgotten on the ground, then back to his son. He nods slowly, piecing the moments before together. "Ah," he murmurs, a hint of embarrassment crossing his face. Chip's curiosity outweighs his fear as he looks at his father. "Can I ask?" he asks tentatively. Karen nods, her heart swelling with pride at his bravery. "Of course, Chip." Chip looks at his dad, filled with questions. "Whyโ€™d you zone out?" he asks, his voice still hushed. "It's none of your business Chip," Plankton snaps, his eye flashing with a sudden fury that takes both Karen and Chip aback. His voice is harsh, the words cutting through the stillness of the park. Karen's heart sinks as she sees the hurt on Chip's face. Plankton's anger, a common side effect of his overload, surfaces without warning. She knows he doesn't mean it, but the sting is real for their son.
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SWEET CWEAM pt. 7 โ€œSo SpongeBob heard all of it?โ€ He demands. Karen nods, her amusement obvious. "Everything. Even your snoring..โ€ Plankton's face goes from flushed to beet-red. "Iโ€ฆ what?" he asks, his voice tiny and ashamed. "You don't remember snoring?" Karen asks, barely keeping a straight face. "It was quite the symphony." Plankton's eye widened in horror. "Snoring?" he repeats, not wanting to believe it. "And in front of Sponge Bob?" Karen nods, her laughter bubbling over. "Oh, Plankton," she says, her voice full of affection. "It was the cutest..." "Cute? This isn't cute, Karen!" He interrupts, his voice rising in disbelief. The embarrassment is palpable in his tone. โ€œAnd besides, I donโ€™t snore!โ€ Her laughter dies down to a chuckle. "Well, you did yesterday," she says, her eyes dancing with mirth. "Whether or not you do, you did." Plankton's face contorts in a mixture of denial and embarrassment. He can't believe what he's hearing, his mind reeling from the revelation. "But... I... snore?" he stammers, his voice a feeble protest. Karen nods, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "You sure did, Plankton," she says, her tone teasing. The color in his cheeks deepens to a crimson red, his eye wide with disbelief. "But... but I don't snore!" Karen's laughter rolls out like a wave, filling the room with warmth. "Maybe not usually," she says, her smile playful. "But yesterday, ohโ€ฆ" Plankton's mind races, trying to grasp the concept. "But how could I not know?" he asks, his voice a mix of indignation and confusion, a desperate whisper. "But I didn't really mean whatโ€™s been supposedly said, right?" His eye darts between her and the now-dark TV screen. "I was just... you know, saying things?" Karen's laughter softens into a warm smile. "You did mean it, Plankton," she says, her tone gentle. "At least your subconscious did. It's just the anesthesia that made it come out so... clearly." His face falls, his eye drooping. "So, it's true?" he whispers. The humiliation washes over him like a cold shower, his pride dampened by the knowledge that his deepest thoughts were laid bare for all to see, even if it was just Sponge Bob and his wife. Karen nods, her screen sparkling with amusement. "But it's nothing to be embarrassed about. It's just part of the anesthesia. And besides, you looked so cute and happy, not to mention snoring away.." Just then, SpongeBob comes back to check and visit. "Hi Plankton!" he says cheerfully, his voice like a trumpet in the quiet room. Plankton's head snaps up, his heart racing at the sight of his friend. "Thponge Bob," he slurs, his voice barely audible. "How uh, how are ya?" Sponge Bob's smile is warm and welcoming. "I'm great, Plankton! How are you feeling?" Plankton's eye darts to Karen, who's still smiling, before returning to his friend. "I'm... I'm ok," he mumbles, his voice barely above a whisper. The embarrassment of his earlier admission weighs heavily on his shoulders. Sponge Bob notices the change in his demeanor. "You don't seem like it," he says gently. "Is everything okay?" Plankton's throat is tight with nerves. He swallows hard, his eye darting to Karen and back. "I... I had a bit of a... a misunderstanding," he says, his words stumbling over each other like a tangled mess of seaweed. Sponge Bob's face is a canvas of curiosity. "A misunderstanding?" he repeats, his voice innocent. "What kind of misunderstanding?" Plankton's eye narrows slightly, his cheeks still flushed. "Well, I... I don't really remember much from after the surgery," he says, his voice a mix of apology and hope. "But Karen says I... I talked a lot." Sponge Bob's grin doesn't waver. "Oh, you sure did, Plankton!" he says, his voice filled with warmth. "You had some pretty interesting stories to tell." Plankton's eye darts to the floor, his cheeks blazing with embarrassment. "I'm sorry if I... if I said anything weird," he mumbles, his voice tiny and unsure. He's never been one to show his vulnerable side, especially to Sponge Bob, whose good nature he often finds infectious. Sponge Bob's face lights up like a jellyfish in the night. "Weird?" he repeats, his voice filled with innocence. "What do you mean, weird?" Plankton's eye darts around the room, anywhere but at Sponge Bob's gazing eyes. "I... I just meant, you know, things that might not make sense," he says, his voice trailing off. Sponge Bob nods slowly, his smile remaining in place. "Oh, I remember," he says, his voice soft and understanding. "You talked about flying and being a dolphin. It was like listening to a fairy tale!" Plankton's eye flutters shut with relief. "Oh," he breathes. "So I didn't say..." Sponge Bob's smile doesn't fade. "Well, you said you loved to see me," he says, his voice innocent. "But I knew if you meant it, Plankton. You're my best friend too!" Plankton's face is a whirlwind of emotions: embarrassment, relief, and a strange kind of warmth that spreads through his chest. He swallows hard, his throat thick with unspoken words. He's not one to be so open, but the medicine has clearly stripped him of his usual reserve. Karen watches the exchange with love. The rare moment of vulnerability and friendship was something she never knew Plankton was capable of showing. It was a side of him she had never seen before, and it was beautiful. "So, Plankton," Sponge Bob says, his grin as wide as his face, "You're a dolphin, huh? I never knew dolphins snored..โ€ Plankton's face is a mask of horror. "Youโ€ฆ" he croaks. Sponge Bob nods, his eyes twinkling. "It's okay, Plankton," he says, his voice soothing. "But it was really sweet to hear you s..." "Snoring?" Plankton interrupts, his voice higher than usual. "You heard meโ€ฆ snoring?" Karen nods, her screen shining with amusement. "But don't worry, it's all part of the recovery process. You needed that rest." Sponge Bob chuckles, his body wobbling with laughter. "It's okay, Plankton," he says, his voice a comfort. "Many people snore sometimes." Plankton's eye narrows slightly, his pride stinging. "But not me," he mumbles, his voice barely a murmur. "I'm not a snorer." Sponge Bob's laughter fills the room, his body wobbling with mirth. "Oh, but you were, Plankton! It was adorable!" Karen's smile is like a beam of sunlight cutting through the embarrassment. "It was, wasn't it?" she says, her voice chiming in with Sponge Bob's laughter. Plankton's face is a map of humiliation, but his mind is racing. He's not one to let his guard down, especially in front of Sponge Bob. "But...but... I'm not one to snore!" he protests weakly, his voice barely above a whisper. Karen's eyes crinkle with laughter. "Well, you did," she says, her voice teasing. "But don't worry, it's nothing to be ashamed of." Sponge Bob nods in agreement. "You looked so peaceful," he adds, his voice warm. Plankton's curiosity gets the better of him, yet not sure if he's ready for the answer. "Can I... can I see the video?" he asks, his voice tentative. Karen's laughter fades into a smile, and she nods, pulling out her phone. "But only if you promise not to get too embarrassed," she warns, her thumbs quickly navigating to the saved clip. The screen lights up with a sleeping Plankton, his snores like the gentle lapping of waves against the shore. Sponge Bob smiles quietly beside him, his body shaking in silent amusement. Plankton watches in horror, his eye wide as his snores echo through the room, his mouth hanging open. Karen hits pause, her smile still in place. "See?" she says, her voice soft. Plankton's cheeks burn with mortification. "I... I can't believe it," he stammers. "I... I snore?" Sponge Bob's laugh softens into a chuckle. "It's okay, Plankton," he says, his voice gentle. "We all have our moments." Plankton nods slowly, his face still flushed with embarrassment. He takes a deep breath, trying to reclaim some of his usual composure. "I... I guess you're right," he says, his voice a little stronger. Karen's smile doesn't waver. "Of course," she says, placing a hand on his. "Now, let's get some more ice cream.."
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SPONGEBOB OVERLOAD 2/2 (By NEUROFABULOUS) Plankton's memory was a jumble of images and sounds, but he recaled the confrontation with Mr. Krabs, the spatula, and the pain. He sat up slowly, his head spinning. The pain was intense, but his mind was racing even faster. Plankton looked around the room, his eye trying to make sense of the scene. The Chum Bucket was a mess, his usual order thrown into chaos. Karen's face was a blur of concern, and Sponge Bob hovered close by, his expression filled with a mix of fear and pity. Plankton's mind raced, his thoughts scattered like sand in a storm. He felt a deep disconnect from the world around him, as if he was watching a play in which he was a reluctant participant. His head throbbed, but not just from the blow. It was the pressure of his own thoughts, his brain working overtime to process what had just occurred. Karen noticed the confusion in his expression and squeezed his hand reassuringly. "You had an accident, sweetie," she said softly. "It's okay. You're home now." Plankton's eye darted around the room, his mind struggling to understand the sudden shift in his reality. The noise was overwhelming, each sound a needle pricking his sensitive nerves. "Karen," he said, his voice barely a whisper. "What's happening?" Her gaze softened. "You got hurt, Plankton," she explained gently. "But the science fair," he mumbled, his thoughts jumbled. Karen's expression grew even more concerned. "The science fair can wait, Plankton," she soothed. But Plankton's mind was stuck in a loop, repeating her words. "The science fair can wait Plankton," he echoed, his voice frail and distant. Karen's eyes grew wet with worry. "Yes, dear," she said, stroking his arm. "Your wellbeing is more important." Plankton's eye narrowed as he repeated her words, his voice a mix of stubbornness and determination. "Wellbeing is important," he murmured, his thoughts racing. The words echoed in his head, a maddening loop. "The science fair can wait, Plankton," he whispered to himself, his voice taking on a rhythmic pattern. "Can wait, can wait..." Sponge Bob watched, his heart heavy with concern. He had never seen his friend like this, his usual confidence and scheming reduced to repetitive mumbles. "Plankton," he ventured cautiously, placing a spongy hand on his shoulder. Plankton's eye snapped to his, the loop breaking for a brief moment. "Sponge Bob," he murmured, his voice still weak. Sponge Bob's heart leaped with hope. "Yes, Plankton, I'm here," he said gently. But Plankton's gaze was distant, his thoughts clearly elsewhere. "Wellbeing is important," he murmured again, the words coming out in a staccato rhythm, his mind locked in the grip of echolalia. Karen's heart clenched with fear. This wasn't just disorientation from his injury. This was something more. "Sponge Bob," she whispered urgently. "I think he's in shock." Sponge Bob nodded, his face a mask of concern. "I'll get some water," he said, rushing to the sink. He filled a glass and hurried back, careful not to spill a drop. Plankton's eye followed the glass, his gaze unfocused. He began to rock back and forth slightly. Karen noticed the change in his behavior, her concern deepening. "Here, drink some water," she urged, offering the glass to his shaking hand. Plankton took it without a word, his motions mechanical. He brought the glass to his lips, but his hand trembled so badly that water sloshed out, spilling down. The moment the cool liquid hit the floor, a strange look passed over his face. It was as if he had seen a ghost, his single eye going wide with alarm. "The water," he stammered, his voice shaking. Karen's heart sank as she watched her husband's distress. "It's okay, Plankton," she soothed. "It's just water..." But Plankton's eye were glued to the spilled water, his entire body trembling. "It's... it's not right," he muttered, his voice filled with a childlike fear. Karen looked confused, the spilled water seemingly a minor issue. โ€œPlankโ€ฆโ€ โ€œItโ€™s not right!โ€ Planktonโ€™s voice was urgent now, his trembling hand gesturing at the spill. His mind was a whirlwind of disturbing thoughts, each more distressing than the last. Sponge Bob and Karen exchanged worried glances. โ€œWhat do you mean, Plankton?โ€ Sponge Bob asked, kneeling beside the couch, his eyes full of concern. Plankton's breathing grew rapid, his chest heaving. "The... the... water," he stuttered, pointing at the puddle. "It's too... too... much!" Karen's gaze flitted to the floor, then back to her husband. "It's okay," she soothed, her voice quaking with fear. "It's just a little spill." But Plankton's agitation only grew. He flung the glass aside, the remaining water splattering against the wall. "No!" he shouted, his voice high and desperate. "Too much!" Karen and Sponge Bob watched in horror as Plankton collapsed into a sobbing mess, his tiny body wracked with tremors. His hands fluttered in his face, his breath coming in quick, sharp gasps. The room grew claustrophobic, the air thick with his panic. "It's okay," Karen whispered, her voice shaking. "It's just water, Plankton." But his anguished cries only grew louder. Sponge Bob's heart ached as he watched his friend fall apart before his eyes. Plankton's behavior was unlike anything he had ever seen, his usual cunning replaced with a raw, overwhelming fear. The room grew smaller as Plankton's sobs filled the space, his body convulsing with the intensity of his breakdown. Karen looked at Sponge Bob, her expression a mix of despair and determination. They both knew they had to calm him down, but how? Sponge Bob took a deep breath, trying to think. "Plankton," he said softly, his voice a gentle coax. "Look at me, buddy. It's just a spill. It's okay." Plankton's cries grew louder, his body shaking uncontrollably. Karen wrapped her arms around him, trying to soothe the storm raging inside his mind. "Shh, it's okay," she murmured, her voice barely audible over his cries. Sponge Bob's heart was in his throat as he watched his friend's breakdown. Plankton was not his usual self. The usually scheming, sneaky scientist was reduced to a quivering mess, his sobs echoing off the walls of the tiny Chum Bucket. His face was a mask of fear and confusion, his single eye wide with panic. "Plankton, please," Karen begged, her voice trembling. "You're scaring me." She scans his brain. The results were not what she expected. The blow from Mr. Krabs had caused more damage than she could have imagined. The injury had altered his brain chemistry in a way that was both profound and irreversible. Plankton had developed a rare condition called acquired autism, a disorder that could occur after a severe head trauma. It was a cruel twist of fate for a man whose life had been consumed by the desire for the Krabby Patty formula. The realization hit Karen like a tidal wave, knocking the wind out of her. Her eyes filled with tears as she whispered the diagnosis to Sponge Bob and Plankton. His expression mirrored her shock and sadness. Sponge Bob sat silent for a moment, his usually cheerful face contorted with sympathy and concern. "What do we do?" he asked finally, his voice barely above a whisper. โ€œCan you clean the mess?โ€ Karen asks him. He nodded solemnly, his movements slow and deliberate as he stood up to mop the spilled water. As he worked, he couldn't help but feel a deep sorrow for his friend. Plankton had always been the troublemaker, the one who pushed boundaries. But now, his world was shattered. The silence in the room was only broken by Plankton's sobs and the swish of the mop. Sponge Bob's heart felt heavy as he cleaned up the water, his thoughts racing. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. His best friend, his rival, his... his family. Plankton had always been there, through thick and thin, and now he was... different. And yet, thatโ€™s ok.
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SPONGEBOB OVERLOAD 1/2 (By NEUROFABULOUS) The morning light peeked through the blinds, painting stripes on the bedroom floor. Karen stirred in her sleep, sitting up. Her husband, Plankton, slept peacefully beside her, his arms wrapped around a pillow. Karen looked over at him, his face calm and serene. The digital alarm clock read 7:00 AM. She carefully slid out of bed, trying not to disturb his slumber. "Karen," he mumbled, his voice thick with sleep. She paused, half in and half out of the bed. Did he wake? But Plankton's snores grew softly, his breathing even. She sighed with relief. Their son Chip, a lanky teenager, was already up. Karen could hear his footsteps thundering down the hallway, his energy palpable even through the closed bedroom door. He burst into the room, a tornado of teenage angst and excitement. "Mom! Dad!" he shouted. "It's the day!" Karen winced at his volume. Plankton stirred, his eye slitting open. "What is it?" he asked, his voice groggy. "The science fair!" Chip exclaimed, his screen flushed with excitement. Plankton's eye shot open and he sat up instantly, his mind racing. The patty heist. Today was the day he had been meticulously planning for weeks. He had overheard Mr. Krabs, his rival at the Krabby Patty, bragging about their restaurant's dominance over the competition. Plankton had to have it. "Chip, buddy," he said, his voice a mix of sleep and urgency. "I will try to make it, but canโ€™t guarantee it. But Karen, I mean โ€˜Momโ€™ can.." Karen's eyes widened, but she nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. Her husbandโ€™s obsession with Krabby Patties had taken over again. "I'll be there for you, buddy," she assured Chip, trying to mask her own disappointment. Plankton threw the covers off, swinging his tiny legs over the side of the bed. His eye was sharp with focus, his mind already racing with the complexities of his heist. "I'll make it quick," he told Karen, kissing her screen. Plankton tiptoed, his heart pounding. The office door was closed, but unlocked. He eased it open, his eye darting around the room, searching for any signs of movement. Mr. Krabs and SpongeBob were deep in conversation, their backs to the door. Plankton took a deep breath and slipped in, his tiny frame barely making a sound. "Halt!" Mr. Krabs spun around, his beady eyes locking onto Plankton. His face grew red with anger. "What do ye think yer doing here?" Plankton froze, his heart thumping in his chest. "I... I... was just looking for a... a... " He searched for a plausible lie, but his mind was a whirlwind of panic. Mr. Krabs' glower deepened. "Don't lie to me, ye tiny scoundrel! I know what yer after, and ye'll not get it!" Mr. Krabs lunged forward, brandishing a heavy spatula. Plankton squeaked in alarm, trying to dodge the blow. But his reflexes weren't quick enough. The metal spatula connected with his head with a sickening crack, sending him crashing to the floor. The room spun around Plankton as darkness closed in. The last thing he heard was SpongeBob's startled, "Mr. Krabs!" before the world went silent. Mr. Krabs looked down at Plankton's crumpled form, his expression a stormy mix of anger and triumph. He turned to his trusty fry cook. "SpongeBob," he barked. "Take this...this... tiny troublemaker out of me office.." Sponge Bob looked at Mr. Krabs, then at Plankton, his face a mask of confusion and concern. He gently scooped Plankton up with one spongy arm, his eyes filled with concern for the unconscious villain. The weight of the situation hit him, and his steps were heavy as he carried his friend out of the office. He could feel the tension in the room as Mr. Krabs watched them go, his glower never leaving Plankton's form. Sponge Bob's mind raced with questions and worry. He had known Plankton for a long time, despite their rivalry over the Krabby Patty formula. They had shared laughs and schemes in the past, but this... He couldn't believe his boss would stoop so low as to attempt to hurt Plankton. As he stepped into the hallway, Sponge Bob quickly scanned for any prying eyes. The corridor was empty, the usual bustle of the Krabby Patty silenced by the early morning hour. Carefully, he navigated through the kitchen, trying not to jostle him. "What have you done?" Sponge Bob whispered to the unconscious Plankton, his voice tight with concern. He couldn't help but feel a pang of anger at his friend's usual foolishness, but his primary thought was to get him to safety. He carefully maneuvered Plankton's limp body past the kitchen appliances. The sizzle of the frying oil and the faint scent of sea salt filled the air, but Sponge Bob's thoughts were elsewhere. With a heavy heart, he carried Plankton's limp form down the narrow alley between the Krabby Patty and the Chum Bucket. The morning was still cool, the sun not yet high enough to warm the concrete. The journey was quick, but it felt like an eternity to Sponge Bob. Each step was precise, each breath measured. He didn't want to cause his friend any more harm. He reached the Chum Bucket, the neon lights flickering weakly in the early morning. With a quick glance around to ensure no one was watching, he slipped inside, the smell of stale chum and machinery assaulting his nostrils. "Karen!" he called out softly, his voice echoing in the small space. "Karen, it's Sponge Bob; I need your help!" Karen rushed to the front of the Chum Bucket, her eyes widening at the sight of her husband's lifeless body. "What happened?" she asked, her voice trembling. Sponge Bob gently laid Plankton down on their couch, his eyes filled with remorse. "He... he tried to steal the Krabby Patty formula again," he stammered. "Mr. Krabs... he hit him." Karen's screen paled as she took in the sight of her injured husband. She quickly moved to his side, feeling for a pulse. It was there, still present. "Oh, Plankton," she whispered, her voice shaking with emotion. Sponge Bob watched, his eyes brimming with apology. "I didn't know what to do," he continued, his voice barely above a whisper. "Mr. Krabs... he just lost it." Karen's eyes were cold and hard. "Thank you for bringing him home, Sponge Bob," she said, her words clipped. โ€œItโ€™s not your fault..โ€ Her voice trailed off as she turned her attention to Plankton. She gently shook his shoulder. "Wake up, Plankton," she whispered. He didn't move. Her eyes searched his face, looking for any sign of consciousness. "Wake up," she said, a bit louder this time, her voice laced with desperation. The silence was deafening. The room felt like it was closing in on them, the air thick with the scent of concern and fear. Karen's voice grew desperate. "Plankton, wake up!" she shouted, patting his cheek gently. There was no response. Panic began to creep into her voice. "Come on, you can do it," she urged, shaking him slightly. "You've got to wake up." Plankton's body remained motionless, his single eye closed tight. Sponge Bob felt the panic swell inside him like a wave crashing against the shore. His heart raced as he watched Karen's desperate efforts to revive her husband. "Maybe we should call a doctor," he suggested, his voice quivering. Karen's eyes snapped to his, a mix of fear and determination. "No," she decided firmly. "We can't involve anyone else. Not yet." The two of them stood silently for a moment, the only sound the ticking of a clock hanging on the wall. They waited, every second seemingly stretching into an eternity. Each tick was a silent plea for Plankton to regain consciousness. Karen's hand hovered over her husband's forehead, feeling for any sign of life. Sponge Bob looked on, his usually cheerful expression now etched with worry. They waited, each second stretching into an eternity, as the morning sun began to creep into the Chum Bucket, casting a pale light over the disheveled scene. The only sounds were the soft whir of the refrigerator and the distant calls of seagulls. Then, a twitch from one of his antennas. It was so slight that Sponge Bob almost missed it. But Karen's gaze was trained on Plankton, and she noticed immediately. Her eyes lit up with hope. "Plankton?" she whispered, her hand moving to his cheek, her voice barely audible. There was another twitch, this time in his brow. Karen's heart leaped in her chest. "Sponge Bob, I think he's coming to." Sponge Bob leaned in closer, his eyes fixed on Plankton's face. "Plankton," he whispered, his voice full of hope. "Can you hear us?" Plankton's eye cracked open, battling against the brightness of the morning. His vision was blurry, and the world spun around him. He moaned softly, his head throbbing with pain. "What happened?" he managed to croak, his voice hoarse and weak. Karen's eyes filled with relief. "You're awake!" she exclaimed, squeezing his hand. "You got hurt at the Krabby Patty."
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WISDOM WITH TEETH 2/2 The nurse returns with a wheelchair. "Alright, Mr. Plankton," she says with a smile. "Let's get you up and moving." He looks at her with a dazed expression, his mouth hanging open slightly as he drools onto his chest. "Whath's the maddah?" he asks, his words jumbled. Karen tries to hide her smile as she gently wipes his mouth with a tissue. "You're just groggy, sweetie. The anesthesia's wearing off," she explains, taking his hand. "Let's get you into the chair." With her help, Plankton manages to stand, his legs shaky beneath him. The nurse places the wheelchair behind him, and he plops down with a sigh of relief, the chair's cushions enveloping his frail frame. His drool hangs from his mouth like a tiny waterfall, and she can't help but lean in and kiss him gently on the forehead. He looks up at Karen with the wide, wondering eye of a toddler discovering the world for the first time. "Whath's...thath?" he asks, his gaze fixed on the wheelchair. Karen laughs lightly, her hand still steadying his arm. "It's for you to sit in so you don't have to walk all the way to the car." He nods slowly, the action causing his antennae to wobble. With a gentle push from the nurse, the wheelchair begins to move, and Plankton looks like a lost child in an unfamiliar playground. His drool forms a small puddle in his lap, and Karen graciously hands him another napkin. The corridor outside the recovery room is a blur of white walls and sterile equipment, but the warmth of Karen's hand on his shoulder keeps him anchored. "Whath's...thath?" he asks again, his gaze fixed on the ceiling lights as they pass above him. They look like stars, twinkling in an alien sky. Karen smiles patiently, pointing out each one. "They're just lights, Plankton. We're in the hallway now." His eye follows the nurse's hand as she opens the door to the waiting area. She can see the fear and confusion in his gaze, but she knows it's just the drugs. A young couple with a toddler looks over as they pass by. The little girl giggles, pointing at his mouth. "Mommy, why is he drooling?" she asks innocently. The mother blushes and pulls her daughter away, muttering an apology to Karen. Plankton's cheeks redden, and he tries to wipe his mouth discreetly with the back of his hand. "It's ok," Karen whispers, her voice a gentle breeze. "You're just a little out of it." He nods, his gaze still mesmerized by the lights. "Whath's thath?" he asks again, pointing at a framed poster on the wall. Karen leans in to look. "It's a picture of a happy family," she says, her voice a balm to his confusion. His antennae twitch, and he nods again, the motion setting off a fresh wave of drool. The nurse wheels him out to the car, and Karen helps him into the passenger seat, his body moving like a ragdoll. "Buckle up, Plankton," she says, and he fumbles with the seatbelt, his hands slipping over the buckle. She fastens it for him, his cheek pressed against the cool leather. "Whewe's we going?" he slurs, his voice laced with sleep. "Home," she says. His mouth hangs open slightly, a string of drool connecting his bottom lip to his chin. "Whath's happening?" he mumbles, his head lolling to the side. "You're ok, honey. We're just driving home." She keeps her voice low, hoping to keep the outside world at bay. The car jolts over a bump, and Plankton's eye snaps open. "Ow," he whines, his hand flying to his mouth. The cotton has shifted, and the pain is sharp. Karen quickly reaches over and readjusts it, her touch gentle. "You're ok," she whispers. "Whath's this?" he slurs, his hand fumbling with the seatbelt. "It's keeping you safe," she says, her voice steady and calm. "Just hold on, ok?" He nods, his eyelid drooping almost immediately. "Whath's...whath's..." he mumbles before falling asleep. Then his head nods forward, jerking back up as he started to doze off. He wakes with a snort, the cotton still lodged in his mouth. Karen laughs softly, reaching over to remove it. "Almost there, sweetie," she says. His eye is glassy, and he nods, his head lolling again. The car hits another bump, and his eye flies open again, wide with panic. "Whe... whath...whath's happening?" he asks, his voice high pitched. "It's ok," Karen repeats, keeping her tone calm and soothing. "We're just driving home. Try to relax." Plankton's eye closes, and for a brief moment, the car is silent except for the purr of the engine. But then he's jolted awake again, his head snapping back with a start. "Whewe awe we?" he asks, his voice slurred. "Almost home, sweetie," Karen says, her voice steady. He nods, his head falling back onto the headrest. The car's movement rocks him like a cradle, and his eye closes with a snore. But the jostle of a turn wakes him up with a start. "Whath's happening?" he mumbles, his eye unfocused. The world outside the window is a blur of colors and shapes. Karen smiles, taking his hand in hers. "Just a turn. We're almost there." Another snore escapes his throat, and his head lolls to the side again. Karen gently shakes him awake. "We're home," she says, her voice a beacon in the fog. He blinks, his vision swimming with sleep. "Whe...whe...whath's that?" he asks, his voice barely a murmur as the car slows to a stop. "Whe...whath's going on?" he asks again. His eye is heavy, and his words are a jumble. With a sigh, she unbuckles his seatbelt and helps him out of the car, his legs still wobbly. The cool breeze slaps his face, and he winces. "Home," he murmurs, his eye half-closed. Karen guides him to the front door, his steps labored. The house is quiet, save for the distant hum of the refrigerator. Inside, she helps him to the couch, where he flops down like a ragdoll, his body heavy with exhaustion. "Whe...whe...whath's that?" he asks again, his head lolling to the side. Karen chuckles softly. "It's our living room, Plankton," she says, placing a pillow under his head, but Plankton barely registers. "Whath's that?" he asks again, his gaze wandering to the TV. It's off, but in his drug-induced haze, it's a source of fascination. Karen sits down beside him, his body a dead weight against the couch cushions. She takes his hand in hers, her thumb tracing circles on his palm. "It's just the TV, honey. You don't need to worry about it." He nods, his head still lolling to the side. "Whe...whath awe we washing?" His question hangs in the air, and she laughs softly. "We're not watching anything. It's off." The TV seems to beckon to him, and he tries to sit up, his body protesting. "Whe...whath's on?" he slurs, his antennae waving sluggishly. "It's not on, Plankton," Karen says, her voice a warm embrace. "Why don't you just rest?" She tucks the throw blanket around his shoulders and reclines the sofa. His eyelid flickers, the struggle between sleep and curiosity evident. The room starts to spin, and Plankton's antennae wave erratically. "I'm... so tiwed," he mumbles, his words a gentle protest. Karen nods, her smile understood. "Sleep, sweetie. I'll be here when you wake up." He nods, his eyelid fluttering closed, and his breathing becomes deep and rhythmic. Karen watches him for a moment, his chest rising and falling with the comfort of a sleeping babe's. Then she gently slides the blanket over him, his snores the only sound piercing the quiet. The room dims as the afternoon sun moves behind the curtains, casting a soft glow across the living room. Plankton's hand, still clutching Karen's, slips to the floor with a thump, and his snores grow louder. Karen chuckles, reaching for it to place it gently on his chest. His breathing is slow and even, his chest rising and falling beneath the blanket. Karen sits for a moment, watching him sleep, her mind racing with all the things she needs to do: prepare his meals, make sure he takes his medicine on time, keep an eye on his swelling. But for now, she's content to just sit and watch him, his features relaxed and peaceful in slumber.
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PATRICK PLANKTON 2/4 (NEURODIVERGENT AUTHOR) Yet Plankton was beyond listening. He was in the throes of a full-blown meltdown, his body quaking with anger and fear. His usually tiny form looked monstrous in the dim light of the lab, his eye wild and his antennae twitching erratically. Plankton's shaking grew more intense, his tiny body trembling. His eye darted around the room, looking everywhere except at the starfish who had just tried to offer him comfort. Karen's heart ached as she watched her husband's silent panic attack unfold. She knew the signs all too well. The erratic antennae movements, the clenched fists, the sudden need for personal space - it was all part of his condition. Plankton had always been so private about it, but she had hoped that with time and trust, he'd learn to open up. Patrick, however, remained oblivious to the gravity of the situation. He had never seen his friend this way, and the fear in Plankton's usually beady eye was more than he could bear. "What's happening to him?" he whispered to Karen, his voice shaking. Karen took a deep breath, her eyes never leaving Plankton's trembling form. "It's his condition," she said softly. "He gets like this when he's really overwhelmed. He needs us to be calm for him." Patrick looked from Karen to Plankton. He didn't know what to do, but he knew that he couldn't just stand there. Carefully, he reached out a tentacle and wrapped it around Plankton, pulling him into a gentle embrace. "It's okay, buddy," he murmured. "You don't have to be scared." But Plankton's panic only seemed to worsen. His tremors grew more pronounced, his tiny body convulsing in Patrick's arms. Karen's eyes grew wide with alarm, and she rushed over to her husband's side. "Patrick, let go!" she urged, her voice firm but filled with urgency. "You're making it worse!" Patrick's eyes grew wide, and he released Plankton as if he'd been holding a live wire. The tiny plankton crumpled to the floor, his body going limp. "Plankton?" Karen gasped, dropping to her knees beside him. She checked his antennae for a pulse, her face a mask of panic. "Plankton, can you hear me?" There was no response. His single eye had rolled back into his head, and his antennae had gone still. Panic gripped Karen and Patrick. "What's happening?" Patrick's voice was barely a whisper. Karen's filled with a mix of fear and determination as she checked Plankton's pulse again. "It's a severe episode," she said, her voice tight with concern. "He needs to calm down, and fast." Patrick hovered over them, his heart racing in his chest. "What..." "He's passed out," Karen said, her voice tight with worry. "We need to get him to his bed." Patrick's eyes grew rounder, and he nodded frantically. "Okay okay," he murmured, reaching down to help Karen lift Plankton's unconscious body. Together, they carefully carried him to the bed. Karen laid Plankton on the bed and began to check his vitals, scanning his tiny form with a medical precision that belied her usual robotic demeanor. "His pulse is steady." Patrick hovered at the edge of the room, his heart racing. "What can I do?" he asked, his voice quivering. "Just stay here," Karen instructed, her focus solely on Plankton. "And keep talking to him. Sometimes hearing a familiar voice helps." Patrick nodded, his tentacles clutching at the edge of the bed. "Plankton?" he called out softly, his voice filled with a mix of fear and concern. "Buddy, can you hear me?" There was no response. Plankton's tiny body remained still and lifeless, his antennae drooping like wet noodles. Patrick felt his own body go cold with fear. He'd never seen anyone faint before, let alone a friend. He didn't know what to do, so he just talked hoping his voice could reach Plankton through the fog of unconsciousness. "Hey, Plankton," he said softly, "Just rest up, buddy." Karen looked up from her ministrations, her expression grim. "Patrick," she began, voice low and serious, "you need to know something about Plankton." Patrick leaned in, his worry for his friend clear on his face. "What is it?" he whispered. "It's his brain," Karen said, her voice tight. "Plankton has a traumatic injury." She paused, her gaze never leaving Plankton's still form. "It's from an accident a long time ago, before I was even built.." Patrick's eyes grew wide with shock. "What kind of accident?" Karen took a deep breath, her eyes never leaving Plankton. "It was a... a car accident," she said finally, her voice thick with unshed emotion. "A runaway boat hit him, actually." Patrick's tentacles drooped in horror. "Oh no!" he gasped. "Is that why he gets like this?" "Yes," Karen nodded solemnly. "The injury causes him to have these episodes when he gets too stressed or overwhelmed. It's why he's so obsessed with the Krabby Patty formula. The pursuit of something so constant and unchanging helps him cope with the chaos in his head." Patrick's eyes widened. "But why didn't he tell me?" he murmured. "Because he's ashamed," Karen said softly. "He thinks it makes him weak. But it's just a part of who he is." Patrick looked at her, his eyes filled with sadness. "But he's not weak," he said firmly. "He's the smartest person I know." "Patrick," Karen said, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder, "his mind is brilliant, yes. But he's also fragile, in ways you can't even imagine." Patrick nodded, his eyes never leaving Plankton's pale face. "I won't tell anyone," he promised, his voice barely above a whisper. Suddenly, Plankton's antennae twitched. A soft groan escaped his mouth and his eye fluttered open. He looked around the room, blinking in confusion. "Plankton?" Karen's voice was a whisper, filled with hope. The tiny plankton's antennae twitched slightly, and his eye blinked open focusing with difficulty on the concerned faces hovering over him. The room was spinning, a kaleidoscope of colors and shapes that made him nauseous. He groaned and tried to sit up, but his body felt like it was made of jelly. "Take it easy," Karen soothed, gently pushing him back down. "You've had a rough time." Plankton's eye focused on Patrick, who was still standing by the bedside looking as though he'd just seen a ghost. "What's he doing here?" he croaked. "You fainted," Karen said gently. "Patrick was just trying to help." Plankton's eye darted around the room, trying to piece together the puzzle of what had happened. The last thing he remembered was reading, then Patrick yelling, then Patrick's overwhelming embrace... A chilling sensation washed over him, a sense of dรฉjร  vu so strong it was almost tangible. He looked at Patrick, who was hovering over him like a giant, concerned balloon, and suddenly it clicked. "I remember now," Plankton murmured, his voice still shaky. "You tried to... hug me." He cringed at the thought, his antennae curling inward. "Don't ever do that again.." Patrick looked down at his tentacles, which had instinctively reached out during Plankton's episode. He pulled back. "Sorry, buddy," he mumbled. "I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable." Karen's gaze softened. "It's okay, Patrick. You couldn't have known." She turned her attention back to Plankton searching his for any signs of further distress. "How are you feeling, Plankton?" He swallowed hard, his throat dry. "T-terrible," he rasped. "But I'll be fine." His voice was laced with the stubbornness that Patrick had come to expect from him. Plankton pushed himself into a sitting position, his antennae still trembling slightly. Karen's gaze remained on him. "You sure?" she asked, voice a gentle murmur. Plankton nodded, his antennae quivering slightly as he tried to stand. His legs wobbled beneath him, and he had to grab the bedframe to steady himself. "Just... need a moment," he murmured, his voice shaking as much as his body. Patrick watched with a heavy heart as his friend struggled to regain his composure. He knew that Plankton was trying to put on a brave face, but the fear in his eye was unmistakable.
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OH NOT THE WISDOM TEETH pt. 1 โ€œOk we got the topical numbing agent rubbed in, so you wonโ€™t feel the IV to much,โ€ Planktonโ€™s dentist says. Karen, Planktonโ€™s wife, sat right by the operation chair. Planktonโ€™s getting his wisdom teeth pulled out under anesthesia, hence the IV. They put the IV in his numbed arm. โ€œNow Mr. Plankton, can you count for me?โ€ Plankton nods, โ€œOne, two, three...โ€ His eye starts to glaze over. He slurs a bit at the four. โ€œFive... six... sev... sev... sev...โ€ His voice trails off into a gentle snore as the anesthesia takes effect. Karen, with a sigh of relief, watches his body relax into the chair. The surgery room's lights shine down brightly on Plankton's open mouth, his teeth now a battleground. The dentist, with a steady hand, picks up the forceps and begins his work. The chair squeaks slightly as the team of oral surgeons move around. Karen's eyes are glued to the monitor, where an inside view of the procedure plays out. The sound of bone crunching fills the silent room, making her cringe, but she forces herself to watch. The dentist, with a concentrated expression, works with precision. Sweat beads form on his brow as he maneuvers around the stubborn tooth. His assistant, a young fish named Bubbles, hands him tools with quick, efficient movements. They work in silent harmony, their eyes never leaving the monitor or Planktonโ€™s mouth. On the screen, Karen can see the toothโ€™s root, snaking deep into Planktonโ€™s jaw. The tension in the room is almost palpable, the only sounds the steady beep of the heart monitor and the occasional slurp of saline. The dentistโ€™s face remains calm and focused, his grip on the forceps firm. He leans in closer, his eyes squinted as he tries to see better. Karenโ€™s heart skips a beat as the instrument clamps down on the tooth. She can almost feel the resistance it gives, and holds her breath. With a quick, decisive movement, the dentist yanks the tooth free. A moment of stillness follows, the only sound the quiet thud as the tooth hits the tray. Then, a trickle of blood. Planktonโ€™s chest rises and falls evenly, his snores the only proof heโ€™s alive. Karen reaches over to squeeze his hand. The second tooth proves more stubborn. The dentist wiggles the forceps back and forth, the sound of bone grinding echoing. Bubbles darts in with a suction tube, clearing the way for the doctor to work. The tension builds as they wrestle with the tooth. โ€œAlmost got it...โ€ the dentist murmurs, his voice tight with concentration. The monitor shows the root slightly loosening, and Karenโ€™s grip on Planktonโ€™s hand tightens. The room seems to shrink around them, the air thick with the scent of antiseptic and the faint metallic tang of blood. With a final, forceful tug, the second tooth gives way. The room exhales collectively as itโ€™s removed. Bubbles quickly steps in to apply pressure to the wound, stemming the flow of blood. The monitor shows the tooth, now free from its bony prison, lying on the tray beside the first one. Karen feels a weight lift off her chest. Planktonโ€™s snores remain steady, oblivious to the victory just won as they inject numbing anesthetic agents into his gums. The third tooth is a quick extraction, and the fourth is a slow, careful dance. The monitor shows every detail in stark clarity: the blood, the bone, the delicate dance of the instruments. Planktonโ€™s snores remain consistent, a comforting reminder that heโ€™s okay, that he feels no pain. The team works in silent harmony, each movement choreographed to perfection. Bubbles disposes of the wisdom teeth as the dentist uses dissolvable stitches to sew the gums shut. Karenโ€™s eyes never stray from the monitor, watching as the gaping sockets are cleaned and packed with gauze. The whole process seems to move in slow motion, each second stretching into eternity. The last stitch is placed, and the dentist gives a reassuring smile. โ€œAll done, Mrs. Plankton. Everything went perfectly. Your husband will be out cold for a few more minutes, but heโ€™ll be okay. Weโ€™ll take him and you into the recovery room now so he can wake up.โ€ The chair reclines slowly, and Planktonโ€™s body is carefully moved to a gurney. Karen follows closely behind, still holding his hand, her eyes never leaving his peaceful face. The wheels squeak as the gurney rolls down the hall to the recovery room, a softly lit space that feels like a contrast to the harshness of the surgery. The nurses are gentle as they transfer him to the recovery bed, her mind racing with every jostle. The machines beep in a comforting rhythm, and Planktonโ€™s chest rises and falls steadily. She watches his closed eye, yet his sleep remains deep. The nurse checks the monitors and nods, her scales glistening under the soft lights. โ€œHeโ€™s doing well, Mrs. Plankton. Weโ€™ll keep an eye on him here for a bit longer. The drugs may take some time to wear off completely.โ€
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OH NOT THE WISDOM TEETH pt. 2 Karen sits by the bed, her gaze fixed on Planktonโ€™s face as drool pools at the corner of his mouth. The nurse comes in, checks the machines, and leaves with a nod. Plankton stirs slightly, but the snores continue. Karen's thoughts drift to their life together, the adventures theyโ€™ve shared. The quiet moments of laughter, the fiery fights over the Krabby Patty formula, the tender kisses exchanged at nightfall. Her heart swells with love and concern. She brushes his antennae with a gentle touch. The drool on Planktonโ€™s mouth forms a tiny river, wetting the pillow. Karen fights the urge to laugh, knowing heโ€™d be embarrassed if he were awake. She reaches over to his gauze and dabs it away, careful not to disturb. A nurse, a motherly looking octopus named Octavia, enters the room with a kind smile. โ€œYou know, Mrs. Plankton, sometimes patients can get a bit loopy when they first wake up from anesthesia. Itโ€™s perfectly normal. You might want to be prepared for some funny things he might say or do.โ€ She chuckles to herself, remembering past incidents with other patients. Karen looks up. โ€œLike what?โ€ she asks. Octavia smiles, her tentacles curling around the clipboard she holds. โ€œWell, they might say something that doesnโ€™t quite make sense, or think theyโ€™re somewhere else entirely. Some get a bit feisty, too. Itโ€™s all just the anesthesia wearing off. Nothing to worry about, really.โ€ She winks one of her large eyes, her expression comforting. โ€œHis mouth will be numb, so he might talk a bit funny. And sometimes, they think theyโ€™re still dreaming, so they do or say the darndest things. Just try to keep him calm, and itโ€™ll all be over soon enough. Remember, itโ€™s temporary, and heโ€™ll be back to his usual self before you know it!โ€ Karen nods, trying to absorb the information while keeping her eyes on Plankton. His snores have changed pitch, and she can't help but wonder if he's about to wake up. The minutes drag on, feeling like hours, as she waits for any sign of him stirring. Finally, with a soft moan, Plankton's eye begins to flutter open, unfocused, glazed over, and it's clear he's still not fully awake, and Karen smiles, ready for the loopy phase the nurse warned her about. "Karen," he slurs, his voice muffled by the cotton gauze stuffed in his mouth. "Wheh... wheh a?" Karen's smile broadens. "You're ok, Plankton. It's over. You're in the recovery room," she whispers. He tries to sit up, but the nurse gently pushes him back down. "Easy, easy. Take it slow, Mr. Plankton. You're still..." Her voice trails off as Plankton's eye focus on the ceiling, and his mouth moves as if he's trying to speak. Karen leans closer, her heart racing. "What is it, sweetie?" His words come out slurred, the anesthesia still thick in his voice. "Whe... whe... whewe... my... my mouf?" Karen chuckles softly, relief bubbling up. "Your mouth is numb, Plank..." But her words are cut short as Plankton's eye widens. "My... my tee... tee... tweef!" He mumbles. The nurse, Octavia, steps forward with a calm demeanor. "It's okay, Mr. Plankton. Your teeth are safe. We removed the wisdom teeth. You won't feel much pain for now because of the numbing agent and anesthesia." Plankton's eye darts around the room. "My tee... tweef... I wont feel... I ca..." Karen's uncertain of what he's trying to say. She repeats the nurse's words, her voice soothing. "You won't feel much pain. It's okay." Plankton's hand shoots up, flailing slightly as he tries to touch his mouth. Karen catches it gently, holding it down. "You don't have to worry about your teeth right now." They remove the IV from Planktonโ€™s arm, and he sees the dentist. โ€œHuh..โ€ โ€œYou did great, buddy,โ€ says the dentist. Planktonโ€™s eye is still blurry, his thoughts scattered. โ€œTeethies?โ€ he repeats, his voice still slurred. The nurse nods, patting his hand. โ€œYes, we took out the teethies. Youโ€™re all fixed up now.โ€ Planktonโ€™s eye relaxes a bit, but confusion swims through the fog of his thoughts. โ€œTee... tw... thee?โ€ Karen nods. โ€œThey got all four of them. Youโ€™ll be ok now.โ€ The nurse, seeing his confusion, explains further. โ€œThe anesthesia makes it so you donโ€™t remember the surgery. But I promise, we took great care of you. Your teeth are out, and youโ€™re safe here in recovery.โ€ Planktonโ€™s eye droops slightly, and his head lolls to the side as he slips back into sleep, his snores resuming their steady rhythm. Octavia smiles. โ€œThis is completely normal, Mrs. Plankton. The anesthesia can take a while to wear off. Just keep talking to him, soothingly, so he knows youโ€™re here when he wakes up. Letโ€™s wake him up and get him to your car.โ€
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NOTHING BUT THE WISDOM TRUTH i "Why do we have to go so early?" he grumbled. "I know, sweetie," Karen said, patting his hand reassuringly. "But it's for the best. You'll be out like a light during the surgery, and you won't feel a thing." The nurse noticed his distress and offered a kind smile. "Don't worry, Mr. Plankton. We're going to make this as comfortable for you as possible. First things first, let's get you in and then we'll start with some anesthesia." Karen watched as Plankton reluctantly climbed into the chair. The nurse dimmed the lights and adjusted the chair's recline. She placed a warm blanket over him, and the softness enveloped him like a comforting embrace, the nurse preparing Plankton for the surgery. She chatted away, "So, any plans for the weekend?" "Not really," he said, "Just recovery." The nurse nodded. She began to insert the IV, talked him through each step, her voice a comforting lullaby guiding him into a state of relaxation. She continued to engage in light conversation, told about her weekend plans, a lifeline to the outside world that seemed so far away in the cold, clinical environment. As the anesthesia began to work, Plankton felt his body grow heavier, his eyelid drooping. "You're doing great," she said softly. "Just keep breathing, ok?" Plankton's thoughts began to blur together. The doctor's voice grew distant, his words melding into a comforting murmur as Plankton felt himself slipping away. The last thing he heard was Karen's voice, a gentle whisper in his ear. "I'm here," she said, her hand holding onto his with a fierce tenderness. "I love you." And then there was nothing, the last sensation he felt before everything went quiet. The anesthetist monitored Plankton's vitals, ensuring he remained safely asleep throughout the procedure. Plankton was a picture of peace, mouth agape as the anesthesia kept him blissfully unaware of the world around him. The nurse's eyes flick from the monitors to Plankton's serene face. Plankton's body didn't even flinch. Plankton's face remained relaxed, his breathing even, as the anesthetic kept him in a state of blissful unconsciousness, ensuring that his comfort remained top priority. Plankton's body remained still, his chest rising and falling in a rhythmic cadence that soothed the room. The nurse gently swabbed his mouth, keeping the area clean and clear. The doctor stitched up the small incisions with a gentle touch, while the nurse cleaned Plankton's mouth. The anesthetist monitored the levels, ensuring a smooth and safe emergence from the depths of unconsciousness. The doctor looked at Karen, his eyes weary but his smile reassuring. "It's all done," he said. "Everything went smoothly. He's still sleeping it off, but you can go in and see him." Karen rushed in, her screen searching for Plankton. He was there, lying back in the chair, his mouth slightly open, a line of drool escaping the corner of his mouth. He looked so peaceful, vulnerable. She reached out and touched his hand, for the surgery was over. His chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm as he slept. "He's doing great," she assured her. "The surgery went well." Karen leaned over Plankton, as she brushed his antennae with her hand. She took in the sight of him, the gentle rise and fall of his chest, the soft snorish sounds escaping his mouth. His face was a portrait of peace, a stark contrast to the chaos of the surgery that had just taken place. The nurse finished her work and dimmed the lights, leaving the room in a soft glow that cast shadows across the floor. Karen pulled up a chair and sat down, her hand finding Plankton's again. "You're ok," she murmured, willing him to hear her voice, to feel her presence. "You're going to be ok." Karen's entire world was contained in reassuring her that he was still there. The nurse approached with a wad of gauze. "We need to put this in his mouth to help with bleeding," she explained gently. Karen nodded. The nurse placed the gauze with the same care she had shown throughout the entire ordeal, pressing it gently against the raw, tender spots where Plankton's teeth had once been. The nurse finished her cleanup and checked Plankton's vitals one last time. "He'll come around soon," she assured. "The anesthesia takes a bit to wear off." His breathing was still deep and steady, the gentle rumble of his snores filling the room. She found comfort in the mundane sounds of his slumber. His chest rose and fell in a rhythm that seemed to match the beeping of the heart monitor. The anesthesia had done its job well, leaving him in a deep, dreamless sleep. His face was serene. His antennae lay limp on the chair's headrest, and his mouth was open slightly, revealing the gauze the nurse had placed to stem the bleeding. The drool that had pooled at the corners of his mouth began to seep out onto the chair. The nurse noticed and nodded, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "It's normal," she said. Plankton's snores grew louder, the drool now a small river that trickled down. Karen reached out with a trembling hand, her thumb catching the droplets before they could stain the fabric. The drool was a stark reminder of the reality of the situation. Her screen focused on the slow, steady flow of dribble, forming and breaking away, each one a little more substantial than the last. The nurse had said it was normal, but to Karen, it was a sign of his vulnerability, a tangible proof of the surgery's aftermath. As the drool grew into a small puddle on the chair, Karen's resolve to be strong for him grew stronger. She grabbed a tissue from the box on the side table and gently wiped. The nurse looked at her with understanding. "It's alright," she said softly. "He'll wake un his own time." Karen nodded, her screen never leaving Plankton's face. She felt a strange mix of love and pity. Here he was, reduced to a drooling mess in a chair, and yet she had never felt more connected to him. It was a strange intimacy, this moment of vulnerability, a silent pact between them that she would always be there to wipe away his fears, both literal and figurative. The nurse moved around the room, her movements efficient and silent. She checked the machines one last time before turning to Karen. "Why don't you sit down?" she suggested, patting the chair beside Plankton's. "It'll be a bit before he wakes up. Might as well get comfortable." Karen nodded, taking a deep breath to calm her nerves. She pulled up a chair and held his hand tightly, her thumb brushing back and forth across his knuckles. "Plankton," she whispered, her voice trembling slightly. "You did it, sweetie." She leaned closer. "The teeth are out. You're okay." She waited, watching the rise and fall of his chest, listening to the steady beep of the heart monitor, and willing him to open his eye. "Remember what I said about ice cream?" she asked, her voice a little louder this time. "You can have as much as you want when we get home." She tried to keep her tone light, despite the gravity of the situation. The thought of his favorite mint chocolate chip ice cream was supposed to make him smile, but his face remained slack. But she knew he was strong, and he would bounce back. He always did. "I just want you to know how much I love you. How much I need you. We've been through so much together, and I can't imagine my life without you. You're going to wake up soon, and it'll all be over. And then we can go home, and I'll take care of you, just like you always take care of me. Remember when we said 'in sickness and in health'?" she whispered. "Well, this is definitely a 'sickness' moment, but I'm right here. And I'll be here through all the healthy moments too." The nurse quietly left them a moment of privacy. Karen leaned in closer. "You're going to feel a bit funny when you wake up," she said with a soft laugh. "Your mouth will be sore, and your face will be puffy. But I'll be there. And maybe I'll let you win at Scrabble for once." She chuckles. "Just don't let it go to your head." Plankton's eyelid fluttered, and a low moan escaped his throat. She squeezed his hand. "That's it, baby," she encouraged. "You're waking up." His eye opened slowly dilated and unfocused. He blinked a few times, trying to adjust to the harsh lights of the recovery room. He turned his head to the side, and she knew he was searching for her. "Hi," she said, her voice a warm whisper. "It's me, Karen. You're ok." His gaze found hers, and she saw the flicker of recognition. "Where am I?" he slurred, his voice thick and groggy. "You're in the recovery room, sweetheart," Karen said, her voice steady and soothing. "You just had your wisdom teeth out." Plankton's eye widened slightly, and he nodded, trying to sit up. Karen gently pushed him back down. "Easy," she said. "You need to rest." "But I'm so tired," he mumbled, his voice weak. "I know," Karen said, stroking his forehead with her cool hand. "But you're doing great. Just stay still for a little while longer. They got all four teeth out without any complications." He nodded, his eye still closed. "Good," he mumbled.
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DO YOU TRUST ME pt. 7 ๐– ๐—Ž๐—๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹'๐—Œ ๐–ฃ๐—‚๐—Œ๐–ผ๐—…๐–บ๐—‚๐—†๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–ญ๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ ๐˜ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต. ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜š๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง. ๐˜ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ซ๐˜ฐ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ค ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜'๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด. ๐˜š๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฎ ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜บ. ๐˜ž๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ, ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ณ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ท๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜บ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด. ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ. ( emojicombos.com/neurofabulous ) "Daddy, I'm sorry," Chip whimpers, his eyes wide with fear. He's never felt so lost, so small. Plankton's breaths come in quick, sharp bursts, his body a tangle of frustration and pain. Plankton's antennae thrash in the air, his eye wild and unpredictable. "You don't know what you're talking about!" he yells, his voice bouncing off the walls of the room. He turns away from his son, his body language screaming 'don't touch'. Chip's eyes are pools of pain, his hand hovering awkwardly. "But Daddy," he says, his voice barely above a whisper. "Just t---" "Don't you dare!" Plankton's antennae whip around wildly, his eye flashing with a mixture of anger and fear. Chip yanked his hand away but doing so, he accidentally brushes against Plankton's arm in the process. The explosion of emotion is instant. Plankton recoils, his body jerking away as if burned. He sweeps his arm across the nightstand, sending books flying. Karen knew she needs to intervene. "Chip, go to your room," she says firmly, her voice cutting through the storm of emotions. Chip's eyes are wide with shock, his body trembling as he backs away from the bed, tears streaming down his face. "But Mom," he protests, his voice choked with emotion. "I didn't meโ€”" "I know, Chip," Karen says, her tone brooking no argument. Plankton's antennae are a blur of movement, his breathing erratic. "Your dad needs space." Chip nods and makes his way to his room, his legs wobbly. As he closes the door, Karen sighs, her eyes sad as she turns back to Plankton. Karen knew to tread carefully. Plankton is panting, his antennae twitching rapidly. He's upset, more than she's seen in a long time. "Plankton," she says softly, approaching the bed. "Hey, I'm here." His antennae quiver, and she knows she's treading on thin ice when he kicks the blanket off his bed with a snarl. Karen's heart breaks seeing the pain in his eye. He sweeps his arm across the dresser, sending a cascade of items crashing to the floor. The room echoes with his rage, each crash a declaration of his frustration. Karen swallows the lump in her throat, knowing she has to be the calm in this storm. Plankton's breaths come in quick, sharp bursts, his antennae still quivering. He turns away from her, his back to the wall, his body tight with tension. Karen approaches slowly, her eyes on his, watching for any sign of his mood shifting. "Let it out," she whispers, her hands outstretched but not touching. "You're safe here." Plankton's body convulses with anger, and he throws another object across the room. It hits the wall with a thud, leaving a small crack. His antennae quiver with each ragged breath he takes. Karen knows they're on the edge. With trembling hands, she picks up his pillow from the floor, carefully moving closer. "You don't have to keep it in," she says softly, extending the pillow towards him. "You can hit this." Her voice is a soothing balm to the chaos. Plankton's antennae stop their frantic dance for a moment, his eye flickering with something akin to hope. He takes the pillow, his fists tightening around it. With a roar, he brings the pillow down onto the bed, his strength surprising even Karen. The sound is muffled, but the fury in the gesture is clear. He hits it again, and again, each blow a silent scream of pain and anger. Karen watches, her heart breaking with each hit, her eyes never leaving his. She knows this is his fear and frustration manifesting in the only way his overwhelmed mind knows how. "Let it out, Plankton," she whispers, moving closer, her voice steady. "You're safe here." Plankton's body shakes as he slams the pillow into the mattress, his antennae quivering with each impact. Karen remains still. She knows this storm of emotion isn't directed at her, but at the invisible barriers that have caged him in for so long. He throws the pillow again, his face contorted with rage. The cotton explodes into a cloud of feathers, but it's not enough. He needs more. He turns, his antennae a blur of emotion, and sees the closet door. With a snarl, he charges towards it, throwing it open. The sound of hangers clattering fills the air as he starts to rip clothes from their hangers, tossing them around the room like confetti in a tornado. Karen watches, her eyes filled with a mix of sadness and fear. This is the what his condition turns him into when the pressure gets too much. Her heart aches for him, trapped in his own mind. She knows she has to be careful; any wrong move could set him off. Plankton's eye darts around the room, searching for something else to unleash his fury upon. His antennae quiver, his body still shaky. Karen moves closer, slowly, her hand reaching out. He turns to her, the anger in his gaze unmistakable. But as he sees her hand, his expression falters. Karen takes a deep breath, her voice steady. "It's okay," she says.
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NEUROBEHAVIORAL PLANKTON viii (Autistic author) The room grew quiet as they all digested the information. Sponge Bob's gaze never left Plankton's, his expression filled with a fierce loyalty. He knew his friend was different, but that didn't change the love he had for the tiny creature. Sensing the tension, Sponge Bob took a deep breath and smiled his wide, welcoming smile. "You know what, Plankton?" he said, his voice a gentle rumble. "You're still my best buddy, no matter what." Plankton's antennae perked up, his eye focusing on Sponge Bob's earnest expression. The sponge's words were a comforting lullaby, a gentle reminder of their unbreakable bond. He felt the warmth of their friendship wash over him, a comforting blanket against the coldness of Hanna's accusations. Sponge Bob's hand found its way to his shoulder, the touch a familiar comfort that his overstimulated senses craved. Plankton leaned into the warmth, his body responding to the soothing pressure. "Best buddies," he echoed, his voice a soft affirmation. The room grew quiet as Sponge Bob's hand remained steady on his shoulder, his presence a calming force in the storm of his emotions. Plankton closed his eye, his body relaxing into the gentle embrace. "We're gonna get through this," Sponge Bob said, his voice a soothing lullaby. "We'll figure it out, buddy. I'm here for you." Plankton's antennae twitched slightly, the warmth of his friend's words seeping into his soul. Sponge Bob had always had a way of making him feel safe, but now, with this new knowledge, their friendship felt even more vital. "Thank you," Plankton murmured, his voice a soft echo of gratitude. Sponge Bob's thumb rubbed circles on his back. The two friends sat in silence, the warmth of their companionship a stark contrast to the chill of Hanna's words. Plankton felt the tension in his body slowly melt away, his breaths evening out. The steady beat of Sponge Bob's heart was a comforting lullaby that helped him find peace. Sponge Bob's thumb continued its circular dance on his back, a wordless communication of his love and support. Plankton sighed, his body growing heavier with each comforting pressure point. "Thank you," he murmured, his voice a gentle whisper. Sponge Bob's eyes searched his face, a flicker of understanding dawning. "It's okay, Plankton," he said. "We'll get through this together." His hand didn't move, his touch a silent promise of his unwavering support. Plankton's antennae twitched slightly, the comfort of his friend's presence a warmth against the coldness of his fear. He knew Sponge Bob would always be there for him, even if he didn't fully understand his condition. The sponge's love was a constant, a beacon of light in his otherwise confusing world. Sponge Bob's eyes never left his friend's, his smile a gentle reminder of the joy they shared. "You know, Plankton," he began, his voice a soft caress. "You're still the same little guy I've always known." Plankton's antennae twitched, his body leaning into the warmth of Sponge Bob's embrace. The steady beat of the sponge's heart was a comforting metronome that helped him find his rhythm again. He felt the tension in his body slowly melt away, each breath growing deeper and more even. The room, once a battlefield of accusations and misunderstandings, was now a haven of quiet comfort. The rustling of pages grew softer, the candle's glow dimming as the minutes ticked by. Karen and Hanna watched from afar, heavy with regret and hope. They saw the change in Plankton, the way he leaned into Sponge Bob's touch, the way his body slowly relaxed. Sponge Bob, ever the comforting presence, began to hum a gentle tune, a melody that Plankton had heard a thousand times. The familiar notes were a lullaby that soothed his frazzled nerves, his antennae dropping to rest against the sponge's shoulder. The tune was a bridge to his past, a time before the accident, before the world had shifted on its axis. Plankton's breaths grew deeper, his body swaying slightly with the rhythm. His eye closed. Sponge Bob's humming grew softer, his hand never leaving Plankton's back. The warmth of his companion's embrace was a soothing balm. The room, once a prison of accusations, was now a sanctuary of friendship. The candle's flame danced, casting shadows that played across the walls, their flickering a gentle reminder of the warmth in their hearts. Sponge Bob's hum grew softer, his melody a gentle whisper that lulled Plankton into a peaceful reverie. His body molded into the sponge's embrace, his antennae drooping with the weight of his eyelid. The world outside faded away, replaced by the safety of Sponge Bob's arms. Karen watched from the distance, shimmering with unshed tears. She knew the importance of this moment, the power of a friend who understood without words. Her heart swelled with gratitude for Sponge Bob's unwavering support. Hanna, too, felt the weight of her own words, the realization of her ignorance heavy on her shoulders. She longed to reach out, to be part of this healing embrace, but felt the boundary that she had unwittingly created. Her screen followed the tender scene, her thoughts racing with a desire to apologize, to explain. But she knew that now was not the time for words. Instead, she sat quietly, watching the dance of friendship unfold. The steady beat of Sponge Bob's heart, the gentle rustle of his body against Plankton's, the soothing hum that filled the airโ€”it was a symphony of care. Hanna's gaze drifted to the candle, its flame a flickering reminder of the warmth that was slowly seeping into the room. She watched as Plankton's body grew heavier, his breaths deepening. The anger and fear that had once dominated the space were now replaced with a comforting quietude. Karen's hand found Hanna's, squeezing gently. "He's ok," she whispered. "We're going to be ok." Her voice was a calm sea, offering a gentle buoyancy to the storm of emotions that had ravaged them all. Hanna's screen searched hers, uncertainty warring with hope. "I'm sorry," she murmured, her voice a soft apology. "I just didn't know." Karen nodded, her gaze compassionate. "It's a journey," she said. "We're all just trying to understand." The humming grew softer, until it was only a faint echo in the room. Plankton's antennae twitched with the last remnants of his anxiety, before they too stilled. His body grew heavy, his breaths deep and even. The gentle sway of Sponge Bob's embrace was a lullaby that rocked him into a peaceful slumber. Sponge Bob felt the change in Plankton's tension, his friend's body becoming a soft weight against his. He smiled, his heart swelling with love and relief. Carefully, he adjusted his hold, cradling the tiny creature against his chest. His thumb continued its comforting strokes, his eyes never leaving the closed eye. Karen stepped forward, her movements graceful and silent. Her hand rested on Sponge Bob's arm, her screen a gentle thank you. Hanna quietly left. The room was now bathed in the soft glow of the candle, its flicker the only sound. Plankton's antennae twitched slightly in his sleep, his breaths deep and even. Sponge Bob held him tight, his heartbeat a gentle rhythm that soothed the tiny creature's slumber. Karen watched the two, aching with love and gratitude. She knew that Sponge Bob's simple act of comfort was a powerful statement of friendship and support. It was moments like this that reminded her of the strength in their bond. The candle's flame danced gently, casting shadows that played across Plankton's sleeping face. His antennae, once a whirlwind of anxiety, were now still, resting against Sponge Bob's chest. His breaths were even and deep, a testament to the peace he had found in his friend's embrace. Sponge Bob looked down at his sleeping companion, his face a picture of quiet contentment. He knew that Plankton was safe here, that his slumber was a reprieve from the storm of emotions that had ravaged his day. The room was a sanctuary of calm, the candle's warmth a gentle guardian. The sponge's heart swelled with love as he watched his friend's tiny chest rise and fall, each breath a whispered promise of support. He knew that Plankton's world was now different, that the ASD had brought with it challenges that neither of them could have foreseen. But in this moment, their bond was stronger than ever, a beacon of understanding in a sea of uncertainty. Karen's eyes searched Sponge Bob's, her own heart heavy with the weight of what Plankton had endured. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice a soft wave of appreciation. "For being there for him." Sponge Bob's gaze never left Plankton's sleeping form, his thumb still tracing comforting patterns. "Always," he said, his voice a gentle promise. "No matter what."
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NOTHING BUT THE WISDOM TRUTH ii "You're in the recovery room, sweetheart," Karen said, her voice steady and soothing. "You just had wisdom teeth out." Plankton's eye widened slightly, and he nodded, trying to sit up. Karen gently pushed him back down. "Easy," she said. "You need to rest." "But I'm so tired," he mumbled, his voice weak. "I know," Karen said, stroking his forehead with her hand. "But you're doing great. Just stay still for a little while longer. They got all four teeth out without any complications." He nodded, his eye still closed. "Good," he mumbled. "I don't... I don't member any ting." His words were slurred. The anesthesia was definitely still working its magic on him. "It's ok," she said, her voice soothing. "You don't need to.." Plankton's head lolled to the side, and his eyelid grew heavy again. "Karen?" he murmured, his voice thick with sleep. "I'm right here," she assured him, her voice steady and calm. She watched as he tried to lift his hand to wipe at his mouth, but it flopped back down onto the chair's armrest, his fingers brushing against hers. Plankton's eye grew heavy again, and his head lolled to the side. The anesthesia was working its way out of his system, but it was taking its time. She chuckled as she watched him struggle to keep his eye open. "I'm... I'm," Plankton mumbled, his words coming out slurred and sloppy. His eye rolled back in his head, and he let out a snore. "You're a mess," she laughs, her voice filled with love. "But you're my mess." She watched as his chest rose and fell with each snore. It was clear that the anesthesia was still holding him in its grasp, and she knew it would be a while before he was fully awake. Karen couldn't help but laugh at his antics. Plankton's snores grew louder. Karen reached out and gently wiped the line of drool from his mouth with a tissue. He stirred, his eye blinking open again. "You're drooling," she whispered, smiling at him. "What's happening?" he asked, his words slurred. "You're coming out of the anesthesia," Karen said, her voice a lifeline in the haze. "Everything went fine." Plankton's eye searched hers, his thoughts racing. "Mmmy...nesia?" he mumbled. Karen's smile grew, understanding his attempt to ask about his sleep during surgery. "You mean the anesthesia?" Karen couldn't help but chuckle at his endeavor. "You're just a little out of it," she said, her voice gentle. "The anesthesia is wearing off." "Thish...thish ish...shomefinny," Plankton tried to say. "What?" Karen asked, her curiosity piqued by his attempt at speech. "Nothin'." Plankton's words were slurred into a single syllable. He looked utterly lost in the haze. Karen leaned closer. "You sure?" Plankton nodded, his smile lopsided. "Jush...jush glad." Karen couldn't help but laugh at his adorable incoherence. "You're so loopy," she said, her voice filled with affection. She squeezed his hand gently. "I love you." "Ish love...love you too, Karen," he slurred. "I know," she said, her voice a mix of amusement and affection. "Tish...tish hard," Plankton mumbled, his cheeks dimpling with his own private joke. The nurse entered the room, checking his vitals with a knowing smile. "It's normal for patients to be a bit out of it after surgery," she said, scribbling notes on her clipboard. "I'm shorry," he said, words still a jumble. Karen couldn't help but lean in closer, her own smile growing wider. "It's ok," she assured him, her voice gentle. The nurse nodded in agreement, her own smile playing at the corners of her lips. "It's quite common," she said, her voice professional but kind. "Ish...Ish...it...over?" he managed to ask, his tongue thick in his mouth. "Yes, sweetheart," Karen said, her voice still filled with love and amusement. "You're all done. They got all your wisdom teeth out." "Thish...thish allll over now-ow." "Almost," Karen said, her voice a gentle melody. "We just need to wait for the anesthesia to wear off a bit more, and then we can go home." Plankton nodded, his eye already drifting shut again. His mouth moved as he attempted to speak, but only slurred sounds came out. Karen leaned in closer, her smile never wavering. "You know, you're pretty chatty for someone who's had their wisdom teeth out." "Ish...Ish always had...shomeshin' to shay," Plankton managed, his speech a series of lisped and elongated sounds. Plankton's eye began to drift closed again, his breathing growing deep and even. The nurse finished her checks and gave Karen instructions for his aftercare. "Make sure he takes it easy," she said. "I will," Karen promised, her screen never leaving Plankton's face. The quiet was filled with the sound of Plankton's snores, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm beneath the blanket. His mouth was still slightly open, and she could see the drool forming at the corner of his lips. Her phone buzzed in her pocket, and she pulled it out to see a text from Mr. Krabs, Plankton's rival at the Krabby Patty. "How's he doing?" it read. "Loopy," she replied with a smiley face. She had told Mr. Krabs about the surgery the day before, and despite their rivalry, he had offered to come visit when they get back home. The nurse poked her head back in, checking the clock on the wall. "Alright, he's ready to go," she said, her smile warm. Karen nodded, standing up and gently shaking Plankton's shoulder. "Come on," she whispered. "Let's get you home." Plankton's eye blinked open slowly, and he looked around the room with confusion. "Home?" he mumbled, his voice still thick. "Yes, we're going home," Karen said, her voice the balm to his disorientation. She helped him to his feet, supporting his weight as he swayed slightly. The drive back home was a blur of sleep. Plankton's head lolled against the car window, the vibration of the engine lulling him to a doze. "You okay?" Karen asked, glancing at him in the rearview mirror. "Yeah," Plankton mumbled, his voice a sleepy rumble. "Just...tiwed." The drive home was quiet, with only the occasional snore piercing the silence. Karen drove carefully, her eyes flicking between the road and the mirror to check on Plankton. She knew he would be out for the count for a while, and his face was still swollen. As they pulled into their driveway, Plankton stirred. "We're home," Karen said, her voice gentle. He nodded, his eye still half-closed. "Home," he murmured. Karen helped him out of the car, his legs wobbly as he tried to find his balance. She wrapped his arm around her waist, supporting him as they made their way, and he leaned into her, his body heavy with fatigue. The house was quiet as they entered, the only sound the occasional tick of the grandfather clock in the hallway. Karen guided him to the couch, carefully helping him sit down. "Rest here," she said, her voice a gentle command. Plankton nodded, eye closing again. She disappeared into the kitchen, returning with a glass of water and a pillow. "Here," she said, placing the pillow behind his head. He took the glass with a nod, his hand shaking slightly. He took a sip. "Thish...thish ish...good," he managed to say. She knew he was in pain, and the anesthesia was only adding to his confusion. "I'll be right back," she said, her voice a soft whisper. Karen grabbed the pet amoeba puppy, Spot. She carried him back to the living room, where Plankton was slowly coming around. "Look who's here," she said, holding Spot out to him. Spot's blob-like body stretched out in excitement, his little legs waving in the air. Plankton's eye widened at the sight, and a smile spread across his swollen face. "Spot," he murmured, his voice still thick with anesthesia. Karen set Spot on his lap, and the amoeba immediately began to cover him in wet, loving kisses. Plankton chuckled, his hand rising to pet the creature's gelatinous head. "Hey, bubby," he slurred, his speech still compromised. The simple act of touch brought a spark of life to Plankton's eye. "You're good boyth," he said, his voice a mix of affection and pain. Spot's response was a happy wiggle. Karen couldn't help but smile at the sight, Plankton's love for their little amoeba was unwavering. She took a seat beside him, her hand resting gently on his shoulder. "Just rest," she said, her voice a soft command. Plankton nodded, his eyes closing again. Spot continued to shower him with affection, his slimy kisses landing on Plankton. Karen watched them for a moment, her heart swelling with warmth. Then she stood up, knowing there was still more to do to ensure Plankton's recovery went smoothly. In the kitchen, she put together a soft meal for him, something that wouldn't irritate his sensitive mouth. She chopped up some fruit into a small bowl and warmed up a cup of soup. The smells of chicken broth and sweet berries filled the air, a comforting aroma that she hoped would ease his pain. When she returned to the living room, Plankton was asleep, Spot curled up with him. She set the food down on the table, the spoon clinking gently against the porcelain bowl. She took a moment to appreciate the peaceful scene before her, the two of them nestled together, the TV playing a low murmur of background noise. Karen decided to let him sleep for a bit longer. Gently, she lifted Spot off Plankton's lap and placed him on the floor. The amoeba pup quickly scuttled back by the couch, but still on the floor. Karen then turned off the TV, not wanting the noise to disturb Plankton's rest. Just as she was about to leave the room to let him sleep, the doorbell rang. It was Mr. Krabs, his beady eyes looking concerned. She opened the door, whispering, "Shh, he's asleep." Mr. Krabs nodded, his usual gruffness replaced with a rare display of compassion. He held a bag of ice. "Thought he might need these," he said, handing them to her. Karen took the bag gratefully. "Thank you," she whispered. "He's in the living room."
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DO YOU TRUST ME pt. 8 ๐– ๐—Ž๐—๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹'๐—Œ ๐–ฃ๐—‚๐—Œ๐–ผ๐—…๐–บ๐—‚๐—†๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–ญ๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ ๐˜ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต. ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜š๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง. ๐˜ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ซ๐˜ฐ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ค ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜'๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด. ๐˜š๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฎ ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜บ. ๐˜ž๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ, ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ณ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ท๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜บ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด. ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ. ( emojicombos.com/neurofabulous ) "Let it out. You're safe." Karen's hand hovers, a silent offer of support. Plankton's antennas twitch, his eye flitting between her and the chaos he's created. With a sudden jerk, he throws the pillow aside, the feathers fluttering to the ground like a defeated battle flag. He turns to her, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. "I hate this," he whispers, his voice filled with despair. "I hate that I can'tโ€”" He doesn't finish the sentence. Instead, he starts to shake, his body convulsing with the force of his emotions. Karen knows he's about to have seizure convulsions. With swiftness borne of practiced experience, she moves to catch him. "Plankton, it's okay," she coos, her voice a lifeline in the storm. "Let's sit down." Gently, she guides him to the bed, her eyes never leaving his. His body spasms once, twice, before settling into a tremble. The room is still, the only sound his ragged breathing and the occasional quiver of his antennae. Karen's heart is racing, but her hands are steady as she takes his. "Breathe with me," she says, her voice a soft rhythm. "In, and out." Plankton's eye locks on hers, his pupil dilating as he focuses on her words. He takes a deep breath, his body shuddering with the effort. "Good," Karen whispers, her thumbs gently stroking his wrists. "Again." The tremors slowly ease, his breathing evening out. "It's okay, Plankton," she says, her voice a lullaby. "You're okay." His antennae twitch, his body relaxes. For a moment, there's only the sound of their breaths mingling in the quiet. Then, with a sigh, Plankton slumps against her, his body limp with exhaustion. Karen wraps her arms around him, her heart aching. "I'm here," she whispers. "I'm not going anywhere." Plankton's antennae quiver slightly, and he nods, his eye closing. Karen can feel the tension leaving his body, the storm of emotions retreating. His breathing slows, his antennae falling still. For a few moments, the only sound in the room is their synchronized breathing. Then, with a shudder, Plankton starts to cry. Karen holds him tighter, rocking him gently as he sobs into her shoulder. His tiny body shakes with the force of his pain, his antennas drooping. "I'm sorry," Plankton whispers, his voice thick with emotion. "I didn't mean to scare you." His words are muffled by his tears, his antennae twitching with each tremble. Karen strokes his back, her eyes filled with understanding. "It's okay," she soothes, her voice a balm to his soul. "You're overwhelmed." She's seen this before, the sudden storms of feeling that his autism can unleash. Plankton's sobs come in waves, his body jerking with each one. Karen knows these moments are like earthquakes for him, shaking him to his core. "You didn't mean it," she whispers, her voice a constant in the chaos. "You just need a moment." He nods against her, his antennae still drooping. "I'm sorry," he says again, his voice tiny. Karen's heart clenches. She wishes she could take away his pain, but she knows that's not how it works. Instead, she simply holds him, her arms a steady embrace in the tempest. "It's okay," she repeats, her voice a lullaby. "I'm here." Plankton's crying slows to a hiccup, and he pulls back, his antennae drooping. He wipes his eye, his face a mask of regret. "I'm sorry," he says, his voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't mean toโ€”" "You don't have to apologize," Karen cuts him off, her eyes soft with compassion. "You can't help how you feel." She knows the guilt he's feeling, the weight of his own frustrations. She rocks him gently, her hand rubbing his back in slow circles. Plankton's breaths deepen as he relaxes into her embrace. His antennae, which had been quivering start to settle. The tension eases from his body, and his muscles loosen. Karen's soothing love and gentle touch are a balm to his frayed nerves. He leans into her, his head on her shoulder, his antennae brushing against her. Karen presses a kiss to his forehead, her hand continuing to stroke his back. "It's okay," she whispers. "You're safe." Plankton's body responds, his antennae dropping slightly. He sighs, his body going slack against her. She can feel the last of the tension drain out of him, and his breathing evens out. Her voice is a soft lullaby in the quiet, a steady beat to match the rhythm of his breaths. "Just relax," she says, her words a gentle command. "Let it all go." And he does, his muscles unclenching, his mind drifting. "Thanks.." Plankton says sleepily in her embrace. Plankton's body goes lax, his eye closing fully as he surrenders to the comfort of Karen's embrace. She knows He's fallen into a deep sleep when he starts to snore gently, his antennae still resting on her shoulder. Karen holds him closer, her hand continuing a soothing pattern on his back, each stroke a silent promise. Plankton's antennae rest gently against her, his body curled into her side. The room is quiet, save for his soft snores. Her hand moves in gentle circles on his back, the motion soothing to them both. She can feel the tension slowly draining from his body, his antennae finally still. The soft light from the moon filters in through the window, casting a pale glow on his features. In sleep, Plankton looks peaceful, the furrow in his brow smoothed away. Karen kisses his forehead. His snores deepen, a testament to his trust in her. Her hand strokes his antennae, now limp with sleep. He's just her Plankton, her partner, her love. Her gentle touch seems to soothe his slumber, a reminder of the sanctuary their bond provides.
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DO YOU TRUST ME pt. 9 ๐– ๐—Ž๐—๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹'๐—Œ ๐–ฃ๐—‚๐—Œ๐–ผ๐—…๐–บ๐—‚๐—†๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–ญ๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ ๐˜ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต. ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜š๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง. ๐˜ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ซ๐˜ฐ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ค ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜'๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด. ๐˜š๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฎ ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜บ. ๐˜ž๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ, ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ณ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ท๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜บ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด. ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ. ( emojicombos.com/neurofabulous ) The door opens quietly, and Chip peeks in, his eyes swollen with tears. Karen looks up, her eyes questioning. He stands there, his body quivering with emotion, his heart aching to join them. Karen nods, a silent permission. With tentative steps, Chip approaches the bed, his eyes on his father. Plankton's snores are deep and even, his body relaxed against Karen's. Chip's hand shakes slightly as he reaches out. His touch is feather-light, his fingertips brushing against Plankton's antennae. They quiver under his touch, but Plankton doesn't wake. Karen looks up at him, her eyes filled with love and understanding. She nods once, and Chip climbs onto the bed. He sits there, his body rigid with nerves, his heart racing. He wants to make it right, to show his father that he cares, that he's not just a kid playing doctor. Karen watches him, her eyes filled with a mix of pride and sadness. She knows this is hard for Chip, that he desperately wants to help. Chip's hand hovers over his father's antennae, his fingers trembling. He's seen his mom do this a hundred times, the gentle stroking that seems to calm Plankton like nothing else can. He takes a deep breath and touches them, lightly. Karen's smile reassures Chip. "It's okay," she whispers, her hand on his shoulder. "He's sleeping." Plankton's antennae twitch at Chip's touch, but his sleep remains undisturbed. Encouraged, Chip starts to mirror Karen's movements, his strokes becoming more confident. The tension in his body starts to melt away as he focuses on his dad's peaceful state. Karen watches her son's hands with a mix of pride and sadness. She knows he just wants to connect, to understand, but autism is complex. And she knows Chip is learning that. "Remember, Chip," she whispers, "he's sensitive to touch." Chip nods, his eyes never leaving his father. He's afraid of doing it wrong, but the sight of Plankton sleeping peacefully gives him courage. His strokes are soft, his movements careful. Plankton's antennae quiver slightly, but his snores remain steady. Chip's breaths ease, and he feels a warmth spread through him. This small moment of connection feels like a victory. Karen's hand squeezes his shoulder, and he glances up at her, his eyes shimmering with hope. "Keep going," she whispers, and he does, his touch becoming more rhythmic. Plankton's body shifts slightly, his antennae nuzzling into Chip's touch. It's a small thing, but it feels monumental to Chip. He looks at his mom, her face a mix of love and sorrow. She nods, her eyes shiny with unshed tears. This is what family is, supporting each other through the storms of life. The room is a cocoon of quiet, the only sound the comforting soft snores of Plankton. Chip's fingers dance over the antennae, his eyes never leaving his father's face. Karen watches them, her heart swelling with love. In this moment, Chip understands what Karen had tried to explain earlier. Plankton's autism isn't a problem to solve; it's part of who he is, a challenge that makes their bond even more precious. He strokes his dad's antennae with newfound respect and patience. Karen's eyes never leave them, her heart swelling with pride. "It's getting late," she says softly. "You should get some sleep too." Chip nods, his gaze still locked on his father. He doesn't want to leave him, but he knows he has to. With a final stroke of Plankton's antennae, he slides off the bed, his legs shaky. "You did good, sweetie," she whispers, her eyes glistening. He looks back at her, his face a question. "But I made him so mad," he says, his voice barely above a whisper. Karen takes his hand, squeezing it gently. "You meant well," she says, her tone firm but kind. "And you learned from it. This is part of loving someone with autism, Chip. Sometimes you'll make mistakes, but what's important is that you keep trying." With a nod, Chip wipes his nose with the back of his hand and heads for his room, his heart heavy but hopeful. Karen watches him go, her eyes following his retreating back. Then, she turns her attention back to Plankton, still sleeping in her arms. Gently, she shifts his body, adjusting the pillows under his head. His antennae twitch slightly at the movement, but he doesn't stir. She pulls the blanket up to his chin, smoothing it down over his shoulders. His skin is warm against her fingertips, a comforting sign that he's comfortable.
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DO YOU TRUST ME pt. 10 ๐– ๐—Ž๐—๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹'๐—Œ ๐–ฃ๐—‚๐—Œ๐–ผ๐—…๐–บ๐—‚๐—†๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–ญ๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ ๐˜ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต. ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜š๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง. ๐˜ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ซ๐˜ฐ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ค ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜'๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด. ๐˜š๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฎ ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜บ. ๐˜ž๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ, ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ณ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ท๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜บ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด. ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ. ( emojicombos.com/neurofabulous ) The next morning, Plankton wakes up before Karen. He sits up in bed, his antennae twitching slightly as he takes in the room. His eye darts to Karen, still sleeping peacefully on her bed. He feels a wave of guilt and fear, his antennae drooping. He moves to get out of bed, his body still feeling the aftershocks of the previous night's tremors. He pads over to Chip's bedroom. The door is open a crack, letting in a sliver of sunlight. Plankton hesitates, his antennas twitching. He's not sure if he's ready to face his son yet, but he knows he has to try. He pushes the door open to find Chip sitting up on his bed. Chip's eyes are red-rimmed, his face puffy from crying. He looks at Plankton, his expression a mix of fear and hope. Plankton's heart squeezes at the sight. He moves into the room, his antennae waving awkwardly. "Hey," he says, his voice gruff with sleep. "Hi, Dad," Chip says, his voice small. Plankton sits down on the edge of the bed, his antennae quivering with nerves. He's not good with words, especially not when it comes to feelings. Does he address it, or just pretend yesterday didn't happen? He decides on the latter. "Whatcha doing?" Plankton asks, trying to keep his tone light. Chip looks up, his eyes wet. "Just thinking," he whispers. "About you." Plankton's antennae twitch, his stomach doing a flip. He's not used to this kind of emotional exchange, but he can feel the weight of his son's words. He clears his throat, trying to find a neutral response. "I'm fine," he says, his voice careful. But Chip's eyes tell a different story. "You had a seizure," he says, his voice shaking. "You scared meโ€”" Plankton's antennae shoot up, his body tense. "I didn't ask for you to watch," he snaps, his voice sharp. Chip's eyes widen with hurt, and Plankton feels a sting of regret. He didn't mean to be cruel, but his fear of vulnerability turns his words into a shield. "Dadโ€”" But Plankton cuts him off. "I've been dealing with this my whole life, and so I don't need you to tell me what to do." His antennas are stiff with anger, his body tight with tension. Chip's eyes fill with tears. "I just wanted to help," he says, his voice trembling. "I didn't know what to do." Plankton's antennae quiver, his eye softening. He's aware of the pain he's causing, but his fear of being seen as weak overpowers his regret. "Chip, don't act like you know everything," Plankton says, his antennae twitching rapidly. "You can't just think you get me. I'd like to see you try to live with this!" His words are a sharp contrast to the gentle stroking of his antennae that Karen had shown him, his voice echoing with frustration. "I bet you wouldn't last a day," he adds, his body stiff with the weight of his own experience. Chip's eyes fill with tears, but he holds them back. He wants to be understood, to be a part of his father's world, but it feels like he's always a step behind. "I just want to help," he says again, his voice smaller now. "I don't know how, butโ€”" Plankton rolls his eye. "Oh, you think you can just waltz in and solve all my problems?" he says, his tone laced with sarcasm. "You think you're some kind of autism expert now?" His antennae twitch nervously. He's trying to keep his emotions in check, but the fear of being a burden is a beast he's wrestled with for too long. Chip's jaw tightens, his shoulders rising. "I just want to know what you're going through," he says, his voice firm. "Is tha-" Plankton's antennae shoot up, his eye flashing with anger. "You think I need a little boy to figure out my own brain?" he sneers, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Thanks for the offer, Einstein, but I've managed to survive this long without your 'help'." Chip's face falls, his eyes brimming with tears. "Butโ€”" "But nothing!" Plankton cuts in, his antennae quivering with agitation. "I don't need your pity, or your 'help'!" His voice is sharp, each word a blade that slices through the air. Chip's eyes shine with unshed tears, but his voice remains steady. "But you're my dad, and I want to understand." Plankton's antennae drop slightly, his sneer softening into a frown. He knows his son means well, but his own fear of being a disappointment makes his skin crawl. "Look, kid," Plankton says, his tone patronizing. "Some things you just can't understand, okay? So go back to playing with your toys and let me handle the big boy stuff." His antennae wave in a dismissive gesture. Chip's eyes narrow, his determination growing. He's not going to let his dad push him away again. "I'm not a kid, and I'm not stupid," Chip says, his voice firm. "I just want to know how to help when you're like this." Plankton's antennae droop slightly at the challenge, his face a mask of irritation. "Oh, I'm sorry," he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I didn't realize you had a PhD in Autism 101. What's the secret, Chip? Tell me, what's the magic word that makes it all go away?" His antennae wave in an exaggerated fashion, his eye rolling dramatically. Chip's cheeks burn with frustration and hurt. "Dad I just wa-" "What?" Plankton says, cutting him off. "You want a gold star for trying to play therapist?" His antennae twitch, a clear sign of his agitation. Chip's eyes fill with a mix of anger and hurt, but he swallows it down. "No, I just want to be there for yo--" "Oh, you think you can just ride in and save the day?" Plankton's tone drips with sarcasm. Chip's cheeks redden, but his resolve holds firm. "No, Dad, I just want to be there for you," he says, his voice steady. Plankton's antennae twitch, his eye narrowing. "What's your expert advice then, Dr. Chip?" his voice heavy with sarcasm. "You're going to tell me to count, or breathe into a paper bag?" He can't help the bitterness that seeps into his words, his fear of being seen as weak by his own son. Chip's jaw clenches, his fists balling at his sides. He wants to scream, to shout that he's not trying to be a hero, just a son who cares. But he knows that would only make things worse, so he takes a deep breath, his voice even. "No, Dad," he says, his tone calm. "But maybe if you'd just tell me what helps you..." Plankton's antennae shoot up, his eye flashing. "Maybe you should just mind your own business," he snaps, his voice cold. "Or you can go cry to your mommy again." The words hang in the air, sharp as knives. Chip's eyes widen, and his cheeks flush with anger. He's had enough of his dad's patronizing tone. "I'm not a baby," he says, his voice steady. "And I can handle this." "Oh, really?" he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "And what exactly do you know about it?" His eye narrows, daring Chip to challenge him. Chip's eyes burn with a mix of anger and sadness. "I know you have seizures that make you scared and upset," he says, his voice measured. "I know Mom is also getting tired of you and your outbursts. But you hurt people, Dad. And it's not fair to us, or to Mom, who you don't know how much she hates being your punching bag!" Without another word, Plankton turns and leaves Chip's bed room. He slams the door behind him.
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DO YOU TRUST ME pt. 11 ๐– ๐—Ž๐—๐—๐—ˆ๐—‹'๐—Œ ๐–ฃ๐—‚๐—Œ๐–ผ๐—…๐–บ๐—‚๐—†๐–พ๐—‹ ๐–ญ๐—ˆ๐—๐–พ ๐˜ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต. ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜š๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง. ๐˜ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ซ๐˜ฐ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ค ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜'๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด. ๐˜š๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฎ ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜บ. ๐˜ž๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ, ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ณ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ท๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜บ. ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ง๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด. ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด. ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ. ( emojicombos.com/neurofabulous ) Karen stirs in her sleep. Her eyes fly open. She sits up, as Plankton comes back into their room. His antennae are drooping, his eye filled with a sadness that makes her stomach clench. "What happened?" she asks. Plankton avoids her gaze, his body language tense. "It's nothing," he mumbles, his voice tight with anger, mostly at the thought of Karen hurting and being tired of him. Karen's heart breaks at the sight of his pain. She knows his condition is a daily battle, one that often leaves them all feeling defeated. "Plankton," she says gently, reaching out. He flinches. "Baby, what's wrong?" Plankton's antennae twitch, his body tense. "Don't," he says, his voice gruff. "I don't want to talk about it." His eye darts around the room, avoiding hers. Karen sighs, her hand dropping to her side. "Okay," she says softly, her voice filled with understanding. She knows his walls are up, his antennae a shield. "But if you ever do, I'm he-" "I said don't!" Plankton snaps, his antennae shooting up. His voice is loud, his fear of burdening Karen turned into anger. Karen's heart clenches at the pain in his voice. She sits up slowly, her movements deliberate. "Okay," she says calmly. "We don't have to talk now. But remember, I'm always here for yo-" Plankton cuts her off, his antennae quivering with anger. "I said I don't want to talk about it!" his voice echoes through the tiny room, bouncing off the walls and filling the air with a tension that feels like a storm. Karen's eyes are filled with a sadness that's almost palpable. She nods once, her hand retreating. "Okay," she says, her voice low. "I'm just here, Plank..." He turns away from her, his back a wall of pain. She can see his shoulders tense, his body a tightly wound spring. "Just leave me alone," he says, his voice a whisper of defeat, unable to bear the thought of possibly hurting her. The room feels smaller, the air thicker. Karen's eyes fill with tears, but she knows better than to push. Plankton's autism isn't a puzzle to solve, but a dance to learn, a delicate balance of space and support. She nods, her heart aching. "Whenever you're ready, I---" "Just leave it, Karen," he says, his voice a mix of anger and sadness. He doesn't look at her, his eye fixed on the floor. His antennae are still, a rare sign of his overwhelming emotion. Karen swallows hard, her hand hovering over his back before retreating. "Okay," she whispers, her voice a balm in the tension. "I'm here when you're re---" But Plankton's antennae shoot up, cutting her off. "Why?" he demands, his eye flashing. "Why do you keep saying that? What do you really think of me?" His voice is sharp, his fear of her pity lacing his words. Karen's eyes widen, surprised by his accusation. "Plankton, what are you talking about?" she asks, her voice gentle. "I love you, just as you are." But he's not listening, his antennae twitching rapidly. He turns to face her, his eye filled with doubt. "But do you really?" he asks, his voice quavering. "Or do you just stay because you feel sorry for me?" Karen's eyes widen, the accusation like a slap to her face. "Plankton, no," she says, her voice trembling. "You know I don'tโ€”" He shakes his head, his antennas waving erratically. "No, I don't know," he says, his voice cracking. "You're always so calm, so... so patient with me. And then I justโ€”" His words taper off, his antennae drooping as he fights back a sob. Karen reaches out, her hand hovering near his shoulder. "Plankton, sweetie, I love you," she says, her voice soothing. "I love all of you, not just the easy parts." But Plankton's antennae twitch, his doubt a barrier between them. "How can you love this?" he whispers, his voice raw with emotion. "How can you love someone who can't even tell you when they're about toโ€”" Karen's eyes fill with tears, but her voice remains steady. "I love all of you, Plankton," she says, her hand still hovering. "The good, the bad, the seizuresโ€” it's all part of who you are." Her voice is a lifeline, a gentle reminder that she sees him, not just his condition. Plankton's antennae droop, his eye clouded with doubt. "But it's not fair to you," he whispers, his voice trembling. "I know you're tired, I see it in your screen." Karen's hand hovers, unsure if touch will make it better or worse. "Plankton," she says softly, "you are my everything. I chose to be here, with you. I chose to love you through the seizures, through the tough times." Her words are a gentle caress in the stillness of the room, a promise of unyielding support. But Plankton's antennae wave in doubt, his body a testament to his inner turmoil. "You don't have to," he murmurs, his voice a whisper of pain. "You could leave." Karen's eyes are filled with love and sadness, her hand still hovering, unsure of how to bridge the gap between them. "Leave?" she echoes, her voice gentle. "Why would I ever leave you?" Plankton's antennae twitch, his eye averted. "You wouldn't have to deal with this," he says, his voice barely a whisper. "You could have someone who doesn't make you sad, or scared." His words hang heavy in the air, his fear of driving her away a palpable presence in the room. Karen's hand falls to her lap, her heart aching. "You're not a burden, Plankton," she says, her voice firm with conviction. "You're the reason I wake up every morning, the reason I smile." She pauses, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. "Your seizures don't define you, and they don't define us." But Plankton's antennae continue to quiver, his doubt a living entity in the room. "You don't have to say that," he murmurs. "I guess I'll never be whaa-" Plankton chokes back a sob. "What even Chip says you deserve!" Karen's eyes widen, her hand now resting on his shoulder. "Wait, what did Chip say?" Plankton turns away, his antennae drooping. "JUST FORGET IT!" He stomps out of the room, slamming the door behind him, the sound a stark contrast to the quiet sobs that follow. Karen remains still for a moment, her heart racing. Then, with a deep breath, she slides out of bed, her movements deliberate.
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