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JUST A TOUCH x
(Autistic author)


SpongeBob rushes over, his
face a mask of worry. "You okay,
Plankton?" he asks, his voice
filled with genuine concern.
But Plankton can't answer. His
body is rigid, his eye unfocused.

Squidward's tentacle retreats,
his expression a mix of shock
and confusion. "What's going
on?" he asks, his voice tight.

Sponge Bob's eyes are wide
with concern. "Hello?"
Plankton doesn't
even blink, his eye
remains unseeing, his body a statue
to the chaos around him.

Squidward, still holding
the dish, watches with a mix of
fear and confusion. "What's
happening to him?"

Sponge Bob's heart races as he
sees his friend frozen. "Hey,
Plankton," he says. "It's just a party."
But the words fall on deaf
ears—or rather, one deaf eye.

Plankton's antennae remain
still, his body rigid. The room's
chaos has ceased to exist for
him, lost in the vacuum of his
seizure.

Sponge Bob's voice, usually
so boisterous, is now a gentle
whisper. "Plankton?" he says,
his hand hovering over his
friend.

Squidward, his eyes wide,
stammers. "Is he...? Is he
okay, or?"

It's something that
has to run its course,
which of course neither
Squidward nor Sponge
Bob realize.

Squidward's tentacle
shakes Plankton gently,
his voice filled with
concern. "Plankton?" he
repeats, his tone softer
now. Plankton's antennae
remain still, his body a
statue in the bustling
kitchen. The dish clatter
fades to background
noise, the laughter from
the party a distant echo.

Sponge Bob's heart squeezes,
his eyes never leaving
Plankton's unseeing gaze.
He's seen his friend in
tough spots before, but
this... this is something
new, something scary.
He takes a deep breath, his
thumbs tucked into his
pockets as he tries to
think. What do you do?
What helps when someone
you care about is stuck in
this kind of loop or what
ever this is...

Squidward, usually so quick
to snap and complain, is
silent, his tentacles
poised but not moving.
He watches, his eyes flicking
between the unmoving Plankton
and SpongeBob.

The room's cacophony fades
away as the realization hits
them—Plankton's in trouble.
Sponge Bob's smile is gone,
replaced with a furrowed brow
and a quivering bottom lip.

Squidward, still holding the
now forgotten plate, feels a
pang of guilt. He'd seen the
stress in Plankton's antennae,
heard the urgency in his
voice, but had dismissed it.
Now he's not sure what to do.

Sponge Bob's eyes widen,
his spongy body tense with
worry. He's seen Plankton
upset before, but never like
this. "I think we should set him
down," he suggests, his voice
barely a whisper. "On the floor.."

They gently lower Plankton
to the cool tiles, his body
unyielding. Squidward sets the
dish aside, his tentacles
shaking slightly. "What do we do?"
he asks, his voice tight.

Sponge Bob's eyes never leave
Plankton's face, his heart
pounding in his chest. He's seen
his friend in tough spots before,
but this... this is something
else entirely.

Squidward, his tentacles still
shaking, stammers. "What do we do?"
The fear in his voice is palpable.
They both know Plankton isn't okay.

Sponge Bob takes a deep breath,
his eyes never leaving Plankton's
motionless form. "Get Karen. Now."

Squidward nods, his tentacles
moving in a blur as he rushes
to find her. The party's music
thumps in the background, a stark
contrast to the silence of the kitchen
where Plankton sits. Sponge Bob
kneels beside him, his hand hovering
over Plankton's shoulder, unsure of
what to do next. His heart races
as he watches his friend's chest
rise and fall in the rhythm of a silent
symphony only Plankton can hear.

Karen looks up at the sound
of Squidward running in.

"What's wrong?" she asks, her
voice filled with alarm.
Squidward's tentacles flap
wildly. "It's Plankton! He's...
he's just... not moving!"

Karen's eyes widen, and she
rushes into the restaurant,
Squidward's words echoing in
her mind. Plankton sits on
the floor, his body unnaturally
still, his antennae drooping.
Her heart skips a beat as she
sees his vacant gaze. She
recognizes the signs—this is
the second time she's seen
an absence seizure take hold
of him.

She kneels beside Sponge Bob,
whose expression is a mix of
fear and confusion.

"He's having a seizure," Karen
whispers, her voice a calming
breeze in the chaotic kitchen.
Her hand, now gentle and firm,
guides Plankton's head to the
floor. "He'll wake up.
We've got to keep him safe."

Sponge Bob nods, his eyes
wide with concern. He's seen
his friend in tough spots before,
but this... this is something
beyond his usual quirks. Plankton's
tiny body is a stark contrast
to the monstrous fear gripping
his heart.

The kitchen is a blur of
movement around them, but Karen's
calm presence brings a semblance
of order. She takes over,
her movements precise.

"Don't touch him," she says,
her voice a gentle command. "Just
let it run its course."
Squidward nods, his tentacles
still, his eyes on Plankton.
Sponge Bob's face is a mask of
worry, his eyes never leaving
his friend's unresponsive form.

Mr. Krabs' beady eyes narrow,
his voice a gruff whisper.
"What's going on?"

Karen's voice is calm,
but her heart races. "It's okay,"
she says, her hand resting
on Plankton's back. "It's just
a part of his new... condition."

Mr. Krabs' expression
softens, his eyes flicking
from Plankton to Karen. "Is
he going to be okay?"

"Yes," Karen says firmly,
her hand still on Plankton's
back. "It's just a seizure.
They can happen with... his
autism..."

Mr. Krabs' eyes widen, but
his expression quickly morphs
into something more thoughtful.
"I see," he says, his voice
lowered. "I had no idea."

"He got a brain injury,
Mr. Krabs," Karen says.
"Yesterday, in an accident.."

Mr. Krabs nods, his gaze
on Plankton's unmoving form.
"I'm sorry," he says, his voice
genuine. "What happened?"

Karen swallows, her eyes
welling with tears. "They said it's
Acquired Autism. It's like
his brain got... rewired."
Her hand strokes Plankton's back
soothingly. "He's the same, but
different."

Mr. Krabs nods slowly, his
claws clenching. "Well, we'll
make do," he says gruffly. "This
is still the same Plankton who
tried to steal the Krabby Patty
formula, right?"

Karen's eyes flash with a
mix of anger and protectiveness.
"Yes," she says firmly. "But
now he needs our help. And our
understanding. He hasn't mentioned
it once since.."

Her voice trails off as Plankton's
eye flickers.

Slowly, his antennae
unfreeze, twitching slightly.
The world starts to come back into
focus, the colors and sounds
gradually seeping back into his
consciousness. Sponge Bob's hand
is still hovering over him, his
face a canvas of relief and
uncertainty.

"Plankton?" Sponge Bob
whispers, his voice tentative.
Plankton's eye blinks once,
twice, and he looks around,
his gaze landing on Squidward.

Squidward's tentacles are
still, his expression a mix
of fear and confusion. Plankton
slowly sits up, his antennae
twitching as he takes in the scene.
The dish is forgotten, the
need for order lost in the fog
of his seizure.

"Welcome back," Sponge Bob
says, his voice a mix of relief
and anxiety. Plankton's antennae
wave slightly as he looks around,
his gaze settling on the plate
still in Squidward's tentacle.
"It's okay," Karen says gently,
her hand resting on his shoulder.

Plankton's antennae twitch as
his brain reboots, trying to
process the scene before him.
"Dishes," he murmurs, his voice
still flat.

Squidward watches him, his
tentacle hovering over the sink.
"Let me handle this," he says,
his voice apologetic. "You... you just
take it easy."

Plankton nods, his antennae
still. The chaos of the kitchen
fades away as he focuses on
his friend's kindness. "Thank you,"
he whispers, his voice a soft
echo of its former self. "All of you.."

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣠⣾⠿⠋⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⡿⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠻⣷⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠙⠿⣦⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣴⡿⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣠⣤⣶⠶⣿⣿⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠻⣧⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠛⢷⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣴⡿⠋⠀⠀⠀⢀⣤⡾⠟⠋⠁⢀⣴⡟⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⢿⣶⣤⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⢿⣦⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣿⠋⠀⠀⠀⢀⣴⡿⠋⠀⠀⠀⢠⣾⠏⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢿⣏⠻⣷⣄⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⢿⣦⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣴⡿⠁⠀⠀⠀⣠⡿⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⣿⡄⠀⠙⢿⣆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠹⣷⡀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⡟⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⡿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣇⠀⠀⠀⢻⣧⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢹⣧⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⡟⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣧⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⡏⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⠛⠉⠉⠉⠛⠛⠿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⣷⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢿⡆
⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢿⣧⡀⠀⠀⠀⣾⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠏⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠛⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⠀⢀⣴⠾⠟⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⡄⠸⣷
⠀⠀⠀⢠⡿⠋⠀⢀⠀⠀⢰⡿⣶⡀⠹⣷⡀⠀⠀⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⡟⠀⠸⣷⣤⣶⣶⡄⢰⣧⠀⣿⣧⠀⣿
⠀⠀⢀⣿⢳⡇⠀⣿⣧⠀⢸⡇⠙⢿⣆⣽⣧⠖⠂⣿⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣾⠇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⡇⢸⣿⠀⢸⣿⠀⣿
⢠⠀⢸⡟⢸⡇⠀⣿⣿⠀⢸⣧⠀⠈⢹⠿⠟⠀⠀⢸⣧⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⡿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⡇⢸⣿⠀⢸⣿⣷⡿
⢠⡀⠸⣷⣾⡇⣸⣟⣿⡀⠘⣿⠀⠒⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢿⣧⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣤⣀⡀⠀⠀⣀⣀⣠⣤⣴⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⡿⠡⣤⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠸⣷⡿⢻⣧⣿⠇⠀⠀
⠈⠙⠛⢶⡜⠿⠟⠁⠹⣷⣴⡿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠻⣷⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢿⣿⣿⣿⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣴⡿⠁⠀⠈⠳⣄⣀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⢧⣀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠉⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠻⣷⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⣿⡀⠀⠈⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠁⠀⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣠⡾⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠻⡆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⣙⣦⣀⣀⣀⣀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣀⣀⣀⣀⣈⣙⡿⣶⣤⣄⣀⣀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣀⣠⣤⡾⢿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣶⣦⣤⣤⣶⠾⠿⢛⣛⣛⠿⠷⣶⣶⣤⣤⣤⣤⣾⣿⣿⣿⣧⣄⣀⣀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣀⣤⣶⠟⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⠇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠉⠛⠛⠛⠛⠛⠛⠛⠛⠉⢉⣿⠀⠈⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠟⠉⠀⠀⠉⠉⠉⠉⠁⠀⠀⠉⠻⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠋⠈⠉⠙⢻⡟⠛⠛⠛⠛⠛⠛⠛⠛⠻⠯⠭⠤⠤⣤⣤⣤⣤⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣙⣓⣂⠒⠦⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⡟⠀⠀⠀⠉⣿⠉⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠛⠛⣻⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⣸⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⡇⠀⠀⠀⢰⡿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣸⡇⠀⠀⠀⢸⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

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A LIFE OF DIVERSITY x
(Autistic author)

"Jellyfish... help Plankton think."

Mr. Krabs's eyes narrowed as he studied Plankton. "So, you're telling 
me that jellyfish... they help you?"

Plankton nodded, his antennae waving slightly. "Yes, Mr. Krabs," he 
murmured. "They're... comforting."

Mr. Krabs's expression softened, the realization of the depth of Plankton's 
connection to jellyfish dawning on him. "Well, in that case," he said, his 
voice gruff but kind, "maybe we can find a way to make peace. No more 
stealing, Plankton."

Plankton's antennae quivered as he 
met Mr. Krabs's gaze. "No more 
stealing," he murmured, his voice firm. 
"Plankton loves jellyfish now."

Mr. Krabs's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Loves jellyfish?" 
he repeated, his voice filled with skepticism. "You're giving 
up your life's work for these... blobs of jelly?"

"It's a special interest," she explained. "It brings him comfort 
and helps him make sense of the world. And who knows, maybe 
it'll lead him to something amazing."

Mr. Krabs's claw tapped his chin thoughtfully. "Well, if jellyfish are 
what you love, Plankton," he said slowly, "then I guess we can find 
a way to... coexist."

Plankton's antennae perked up at the word, his monotone voice 
cracking with hope. "Coexist?"

Mr. Krabs nodded, his expression uncharacteristically thoughtful. 
"Maybe," he said, his voice gruff but not unkind. "But you've got to 
promise me no more stealing."

"No more stealing," Plankton murmured, his antennae waving slightly. 
"Jellyfish... Plankton's friends now."

Mr. Krabs studied him for a moment, then nodded. "Alright," he said 
gruffly. "But you've got to promise me something in return."

"What?" Plankton's monotone voice was filled with caution.

Mr. Krabs leaned in, his expression serious. "You gotta promise 
me, Plankton, that you'll keep on sharing this... this love for 
jellyfish," he said, the words strange and foreign in his mouth. 
"Maybe even teach others about 'em."

Plankton nodded, his antennae 
quivering with excitement. "Teach," he 
murmured, his monotone voice 
cracking. "Plankton can do that."

They had never seen Mr. Krabs and Plankton get along, let alone 
discuss something other than Krabby Patties. The atmosphere 
had shifted from tension to something almost... friendly.

"Come on, Plankton," Karen urged gently. "Let's get you home."

With a heavy heart, Plankton picked up his box of jellyfish, his 
antennae drooping slightly. "Home," he 
murmured. "Chum Bucket."

Sandy and Karen exchanged glances, their expressions filled 
with hope and trepidation. But they also knew that with their 
support and understanding, he could find a new path, one 
that didn't involve stealing Krabby Patties or fighting with Krabs.

The group walked back to the Chum Bucket.

Once inside, Plankton carefully placed his jellyfish figurines 
on a shelf that he had cleared out earlier, his antennae quivering 
with satisfaction as he arranged them in a pattern that only he 
understood. The room was a stark contrast to its usual cluttered 
state, with everything in its place and the once-messy floor now a 
canvas of neatness.

Karen watched. "What are you thinking
Plankton?" she asked softly.

"Chum Bucket," he murmured, his antennae waving slightly. "Home. 
Different now."

Sandy looked around the tidy space, her eyes wide with amazement. 
"You've really turned this place around, Plankton," she said, her voice 
filled with genuine admiration.

Plankton nodded, his antennae twitching slightly. "Needed... order," he 
murmured, his monotone voice filled with a hint of pride. "Jellyfish like 
order."

The three of them sat down at a small table, the weight of their 
conversation lingering in the air like a fine mist. Karen reached out. 
"You know, Plankton," she began, "you don't have to hide anymore. 
You can be you, with your jellyfish and your quirks, and we'll all still 
be here for you."

Plankton's antennae quivered, his eye blinking rapidly as he took in 
her words. "Be me?" he murmured, his 
voice filled with doubt.

"Yes," Sandy said, her voice firm. "You're still you, Plankton. Autism is just 
a part of you, like how jellyfish are part of the ocean."

Plankton studied them, his antennae still, processing their words. It was a 
lot to take in, but he felt a warmth 
spread through his tiny body.

"You really mean it?" he murmured, his monotone voice cracking.

Karen and Sandy nodded in unison. "We do," Karen assured.


A LIFE OF DIVERSITY → THE LIFE OF UNITY
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⣿⢾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣿⣿⣟⡿⣞⡿⣞⡷⣿⣳⣿⣳⣟⣾⣳⡿⣯⣟⡿⣞⣿⣞⣯⣟⣷⣻⣿⣳⣟⣾⣟⡷⣯⣟⡷⣯⣟⡷⣯⢿⣽⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣾⣟⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⢿⡽⣯⢿⣽⡷⣯⣟⣾⣳⢿⣽⣳⢯⡿⣽⡾⣽⡾⣽⣞⣿⣿⣳⣯⣿⣞⣿⣳⣯⣟⡷⣯⢿⡽⣿⣯⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣿⣽⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣯⣿⣽⣿⣿⡿⣽⣯⣷⢿⣻⡾⣽⣯⣟⡷⣿⢯⣟⡷⣿⣿⣯⢿⡾⣷⣻⣷⣟⣷⣯⢿⡽⣯⢿⣿⣽⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⠀⠠⠤⠄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣳⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣽⣻⣷⢿⣻⣾⣽⢿⣽⡿⣽⣻⣿⣿⢿⣯⢿⣟⣯⣷⣿⣿⣾⣟⣿⣽⣻⣿⣾⢿⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠐⠁⠀⠈⠒⠦⠤⠄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⡆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣯⢷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣿⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⣻⣽⣿⣿⡿⣽⡿⣿⣿⢿⣻⣷⣿⣯⠇⣺⣿⣷⣿⡿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠂⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠸⣯⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣟⣿⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣟⣷⣿⣿⣻⣿⣿⣿⣷⣿⣴⣾⡷⣿⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⠀⠀⠀⢿⡿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣯⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣟⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⢾⣻⣾⢿⣟⣿⣿⣿⣿⣻⣿⣳⢿⣿⣿⣻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⠌⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠁⠀⠀⠉⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⣾⣿⣽⣿⣿⣯⡿⣯⢿⣿⣿⣻⣿⣾⣿⣿⣷⢯⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⣾⣿⣿⣿⡷⣿⣻⣟⣿⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣟⣾⣿⣿⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠿⠿⠿⠟⠛⠋⠉⢉⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⣻⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣟⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⣟⡷⣿⣻⣯⣿⢿⣽⣾⣿⣿⡾⣽⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠉⢀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⢠⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⢄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣿⣻⣿⣿⣿⣟⣾⡽⣿⣻⣿⣻⡿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣿⣻⣿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⠿⠁⠀⠈⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢈⣽⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡽⣿⣿⣿⣟⣾⢯⡿⣽⣷⡿⣟⣿⣿⣽⣿⣿⣿⣷⣻⣿⣿⣿⢺⣿⡙⠁⠀⠀⠀⠇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠸⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣻⣞⣿⣿⣿⣿⢯⣟⣯⢿⣻⣽⡿⣿⣿⣽⡿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣽⣿⣿⠇⣿⠦⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣘⡯⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢷⣯⣟⣾⣿⣿⣟⣿⣽⡾⣟⣿⣯⣿⣿⣽⡿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣟⣾⣿⣿⠐⣿⢃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠄⠀⠀⠀⠋⠀⠀⠀⠐⠂⠐⠒⠀⠀⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣜⡇⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣯⣟⡾⣽⣿⣿⣿⣻⢾⣳⣟⣿⣯⣷⣿⣯⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢾⣿⡟⠠⣿⢃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠄⠀⠤⡃⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⠐⡼⣇⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⢯⡿⣝⣯⢷⣾⣿⣿⣿⡿⣯⣟⡿⣯⣟⣾⣿⣟⣷⣿⣻⣿⢯⣿⣿⣿⣿⣻⣿⣗⠒⣿⡃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣇⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⠀⢀⠁⠀⠀⠀⠐⡆⠱⣸⡇⢻⣿⣿⣟⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⢿⡿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣿⣽⣻⢾⣽⣳⢿⣻⣿⣻⣽⣿⣻⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣟⣿⣿⠀⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⢠⠀⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢲⠆⠐⠊⠀⠂⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢈⠀⡜⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠋⣰⠡⣷⣻⣿⣿⣿⡿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣳⡟⣾⢽⣳⢯⣟⣯⢾⣽⣿⣿⣿⢯⣿⣾⢿⣟⣷⡿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⢺⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⠇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠌⠀⠇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣇⠘⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⢿⡿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣽⣟⡾⣽⣯⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣯⣿⣿⣻⣿⣻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣯⢹⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⡸⠀⢀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠉⠉⠐⠒⠊⠀⠀⢸⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠏⣘⡏⣻⣿⣿⣻⣿⣿⡿⣿⣿⣿⣯⣟⣷⣻⣾⣿⢻⣼⣻⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⣾⣿⣳⣿⢿⣽⡿⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⠇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠇⠀⠀⠈⠁⠈⠁⠁⠈⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢧⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⠀⠀⠀⢸⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠠⣘⡗⢿⣿⣳⣿⣻⣿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣽⣿⣿⣿⣻⣿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠂⠀⠀⠀⢠⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠄⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⠀⠀⠀⢘⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢼⠃⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣯⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡏⠀⠀⠀⡀⢸⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢂⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢧⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠸⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢺⠄⣿⣿⣷⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣻⣿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣻⠿⣽⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⡎⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠎⢀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠱⠀⠀⠜⠀⠀⠀⠀⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣹⢰⣿⣿⣿⣯⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣽⣿⣾⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣻⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠄⠀⢈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣽⠈⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣞⣿⣻⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠁⠀⠀⠈⠄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢱⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡗⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣯⣟⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⡿⣿⢿⡿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡅⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠓⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣴⠟⠉⠙⠳⣦⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡼⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠻⣄⡀⠀⣠⠏⢳⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⡶⠋⠁⠀⣽⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣴⠟⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⡟⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠹⣦⠀⠀⠀⣴⠟⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠉⠁⠀⠀⠙⣦⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣤⠟⠙⠧⠤⠤⠞⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠰⠿⣧⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠳⣴⠶⠶⠚⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠻⣦⠀⠀⣿⣿⣶⣾⡟⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⣿⣿⠀⣸⠃⠀⠀⠀⠈⠿⣤⡀⣾⢻⡇⣿⣾⣿⡿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣤⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣠⡤⠤⠤⢤⣤⡀⠀⢻⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣀⣠⣄⣀⠀⠀⠀
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Chip flinched, his eyes wide
with fear as the toaster bounced off
the fridge, landing on the floor with
a clatter. "Dad, please," he begged,
his voice trembling. "You're scaring me."
"Good," Plankton says. "Then maybe you'll
understand that this isn't a joke!" He
picks up another object, a jar of jellyfish
jelly, and hurls it across the room.
It explodes on the wall, the sticky
substance oozing down like a rainbow
of pain.

Karen steps closer, her voice calm
but firm. "Plankton, enough," she says,
her eyes never leaving his. "This isn't helping
anyone."

Plankton's antennae quiver, his
body still shaking with anger. "How
can you say that?" he says, his voice
shaking the room. "How can you sit there
and act like everything's fine, when your
'son' thinks he can just 'fix' me?"

Chip felt his heart plummet, the
weight of his father's anger a heavy
rock in his chest. "Dad, I never said..."
he began, but Plankton talked over him.
"You think you can just waltz in here
and tell me what I need?" His antennae
thrashed wildly. "You don't know
anything about..."

Suddenly, Chip's frustration boiled
over, the words leaving his mouth before
he could stop them. "You're right," he spat.
"I don't know what it's like to be a failure
who can't even take care of himself! I don't
know what it's like to be so weak that you
have to hide behind your condition! I don't
know what it's like to be unlovable and
broken!"

Karen's eyes went
wide with disbelief, 
her heart aching
for her husband, as
Chip's harsh words
echoed through the room.
The room fell silent, the
sting of Chip's accusation
lingering in the air like
a noxious fume.

Plankton's antennae
drooped, his body
slumping slightly. "Fine,"
he said, his voice
devoid of emotion. "If that's
what you think, then I guess
I don't need you."

The words hung in the
air, heavier than the
shattered mug at their feet.
Chip felt as if he'd been
punched in the gut, the
breath knocked out of him.
"Dad," he whispered, his voice
cracking. "I didn't mean..."

But Plankton was already
turning away, his antennae
drooping as he shuffled towards
his workshop. The slamming
of the door reverberated through
the house, leaving only the
steady drip of jellyfish jelly
to break the silence.

Karen looked at Chip, her eyes
swimming with unshed tears. She
could see the regret etched on his
face, the pain of his own words
reflecting back at him.

"Chip," she said gently, her voice
trembling with held-back sobs. "You didn't
mean that." It was a statement, not
a question, but her eyes searched his
for any sign of disagreement.

He looked at her, his eyes red-rimmed
and glossy with unshed tears. "But I don't
know how to help him," he said, his voice
cracking. "I just want to be there for him,
Mom. But he won't let me in."

Karen's expression was a mix of
sadness and anger. She took a deep
breath, her eyes never leaving Chip's. "You
don't help someone by making them feel
smaller," she said, her voice firm. "You
don't fix someone by calling them broken."

Chip's shoulders slumped, his eyes
falling to the floor. "I know," he murmured,
his voice filled with regret. "But he's just...
so... I just wanted to make him feel better."

Karen's gaze was stern, her voice
a gentle rebuke. "And you thought hurting
his feelings would do that?" She sighed heavily,
her eyes filling with tears she refused to shed.
"You have to be more careful, Chip. Your
words are like bombs when you don't understand
how powerful they are."

Chip's eyes dropped to the floor, the weight of
his mother's disappointment crushing him. "But
I just..." he began, his voice trailing off as he
fought to find the right words.

"I know you're trying," Karen said, her voice
softening. "But you can't fix your dad's seizures
with a hug or a joke, sweetie. They're a part of
who he is, and he's scared. And you, calling him
'unlovable'...that's not you, Chip." Her screen searched
his, willing him to understand the gravity of his words.

Chip felt his throat tighten, the weight of his mother's
disappointment heavy on his shoulders. He knew she
was right, that his words had been a knee-jerk reaction
to Plankton's outburst, but the pain in his father's
eye lingered, a stark reminder of the hurt he'd caused.
"I'm sorry, Mom," he murmured, his voice barely audible
above the sound of his own breathing.

Karen's face softened, the anger in her eyes
giving way to a sadness that was even more
heartbreaking. She reached out, placing a gentle
hand on Chip's shoulder. "I know you didn't mean
it, honey," she said, her voice quivering. "But you have
to understand that words can cut deeper than any weapon.
And I always love your father, no matter what. That's what
you need to do too."

Chip felt his eyes sting with the truth of her words.
He knew she was right, but the anger and frustration
he'd felt in the moment had overridden his usual
compassion. "I'm sorry," he mumbled, the weight
of his apology feeling heavier than any burden he'd ever
carried. "I just..."

"Sorry isn't enough," Karen said, her voice
trembling with a mix of sadness and anger. "You hurt
your father, deeply. And you hurt me." Her hand
slid from his shoulder, leaving a coldness in its wake.

Chip's eyes snapped up to meet hers,
his own filled with a blend of shock and
remorse. "I didn't mean it," he said, his voice
small and lost. "I just..."

Karen's expression was a thundercloud
of disappointment. "You didn't mean it?"
she echoed. "But you said it, Chip. And those
words are like a knife in the heart, and you
know his amplified emotional response is part
of his condition. How do you think that makes
him feel when he's already so sensitive?"

Chip's eyes dropped to the floor,
his cheeks burning with shame. "I know,"
he whispered, his voice tight with regret. "I just...
I didn't know how else to help, he's..."

"Chip, you're old enough to understand
that sometimes, there's nothing you can do
to take someone's pain away," Karen said, her voice
firm yet filled with sadness. "But you can't make
it worse. You have to be there for him, without
making it about you."

Her words hit Chip like a slap in the face,
his cheeks burning with the sting of truth.
He'd never thought about it that way before,
his own hurt feelings overshadowing the gravity
of his father's condition. "But what can I do?"
he asked, his voice small and defeated.

Karen took a deep breath, her eyes still
full of sadness. "You can listen," she said,
enunciating each word carefully. "You can be
there for him without expecting anything in return.
You can respect his boundaries and understand
that sometimes, he just needs space."

Chip nodded, his eyes downcast. "But I want to
make it better," he said, his voice small. "I don't
want him to feel like he's alone."

Karen's eyes searched his, her expression
softening. "I know you do," she said gently.
"But you can't fix everything, and you can't
make his condition go away. Sometimes, the
best thing you can do is just be there."

Chip nodded slowly, his mind racing.
How could he be there for his father without
causing more harm? The silence in the kitchen
was deafening, the only sound the distant
hum of Plankton's workshop. Karen's voice
was a gentle guide in the quiet, her words
sinking into his soul like a warm embrace.

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A PLANKTON FAMILY STORY x
(By NeuroFabulous)

They stepped out of the car, the
sand crunching beneath their feet.
Chip looked over at Plankton, his heart
racing with hope. "Ready?" he asked,
his voice tentative.

Plankton nodded, his antennas
lifting slightly. "Let's go," he said,
his voice still tight. But there was
a hint of excitement in his eye,
and Chip felt a glimmer of hope.

The beach was relatively empty,
the waves rolling gently onto the shore.
Karen gave them a beach ball
and sat down, watching her family with
a mix of hope and trepidation.

Chip tossed the ball to Plankton,
his eyes searching his dad's antennas
for any signs of discomfort.
They were slightly elevated, but not
as tight as they had been earlier.

Plankton caught the ball with
unexpected grace, his antennas
twitching with concentration.
He threw it back with a soft chuckle,
his arm moving in a fluid arc.
The ball sailed through the air,
catching the sun's glint before
landing in Chip's outstretched hands.

Karen watched from their picnic
blanket, her heart swelling with
pride. It was a simple game, but it
was a bridge between them,
a way to connect without words.
She saw the tension in Plankton's
shoulders ease slightly with every
catch and throw, his antennas
swaying gently with the rhythm
of their play.

Chip's laughter was like music,
his movements uncoordinated
but earnest as he tried to keep
the ball in the air. Plankton's
eye followed the ball, his antennas
twitching in time with the breeze.

The beach ball arced through
the sky, a bright spot of color
against the azure backdrop of the
ocean. Plankton's gaze never left
it, his focus unwavering. When
it reached its peak, he lunged,
his arm snapping up to meet it.

The crack of the ball against his
hand echoed in the salty air as
it soared back towards Chip.
Sand flew up around his feet as
he took a step back, bracing
for the impact. The ball hit
his hands with surprising force,
but he managed to keep it in play.

Plankton's antennas waved
slightly as he watched, his eye
flicking from the ball to Chip and
back again. His movements were
precise, almost robotic, but
there was something undeniably
graceful about the way he
played. It was as if the beach,
the waves, and the wind were all
part of a grand symphony, and he was
the maestro conducting it with the
flicker of a smile.

Chip, on the other hand, was a
flurry of awkward limbs and
enthusiasm. He stumbled and tripped,
but never lost his determination.
With each catch, his smile grew
wider, and his laughter grew
louder. He was discovering a new
side to his father, one that didn't
need words to express joy.

Their volleys grew longer,
their movements more in sync.
Plankton's antennas swayed with the
rhythm of their game, a silent
testament to his enjoyment.

Karen watched from the picnic
blanket, her heart full.
For the first time in a long
while, she saw a genuine smile
on Plankton's face, one that
wasn't forced or fleeting.

But then, Chip's laughter grew too
loud, too abrupt, and Plankton's antennas
snapped back, his body tensing.
Karen's smile faltered, knowing
what was coming.

"Oh wow!" Chip exclaimed as
he made an impressive catch, his voice
booming across the beach. Plankton's
body jerked at the sudden noise, his
eye widening in surprise.

For a moment, Chip didn't notice,
his excitement clouding his judgment.
But then he saw Plankton's antennas
flatten against his head, a clear sign
of distress. His heart sank as he
realized his mistake. "Sorry, Dad,"
he said quickly, his voice softer.
"I didn't mean to..."

Plankton's eye blinked rapidly,
his antennas quivering as he tried
to regain his composure. "It's okay,"
he murmured, his voice strained.
"Just... just don't do that again."

Chip nodded, his own smile
fading as he saw his dad's distress.
He took a deep breath, trying to
calm the excitement bubbling inside.
"I'm sorry," he said, his voice
softer. "I didn't mean to..."

But Plankton had already turned away,
his antennas drooping as he stared out at
the sea. Karen's eyes met Chip's over his
shoulder, a silent message of understanding
and reassurance. She knew her son had
meant well, but the sudden loudness had
triggered discomfort, risking sensory overload.

Chip felt his cheeks burn with
embarrassment. He knew he had to be more
careful, more mindful of his father's needs.
He took a deep breath, trying to push down
the urge to apologize again. Instead, he
opted for a gentler approach, his voice low.
"Dad, I'm sorry," he said, stepping closer.
"Let's sit for a bit?"

Plankton's antennas twitched, his
body still tense from the sudden sound.
He nodded, his eye not leaving the
hypnotic dance of the waves.

Chip followed his dad's gaze, the
apology still lingering on his tongue. He
swallowed it down, knowing it wouldn't help
now. Instead, he sat down next to him,
leaving a respectful distance between them.
He watched as Plankton's antennas
slowly began to rise, his breathing
evening out.

The waves continued their rhythmic
dance on the shore, and Chip focused on
their soothing sound, hoping it would calm
his father as well. He knew Plankton
was sensitive to noise, and he had
forgotten in his excitement. He
vowed to do better next time, to remember
his dad's boundaries.

a plankton family story NeuroFabulous x

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CATCH IN MY CHIP x
(Autistic author)

♡. ᴏᴠᴇʀsᴛɪᴍᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛʀɪɢɢᴇʀs ..

Plankton's gaze is
unfocused, lost in the
storm. His body is rigid, his
muscles tense like coils
ready to spring. The room
spins, the colors a blur
Karen's fear a tangible
entity in the room.

Her hand on his cheek is a
plea, a gentle reminder that
she's there, that he's not alone.
"Look at me," she whispers, her
voice a soft mantra. "You're safe."
But he doesn't hear her, not
really. He's too lost in the
sensory hurricane that
engulfs him.

Karen races as she
watches the man she loves
drift further away, his mind
trapped in the labyrinth
of his own making. She's
seen this before, the way his
autism can swallow him whole,
leaving only the shell of a man
behind. But this time is
different. This time, there's
Chip, waking up to
his dad's struggle.

Her eyes dart from Plankton's
panicked gaze to their son's
sleepy face, the innocence
in his expression a stark
contrast to the chaos in her
husband's eye. She knows
she must act fast, to
protect them both from
the storm.

With a gentle touch, she
lifts Chip's hand from Plankton's
arm, her movements as soft as
a leaf landing on a pond.
Chip stirs, his eyes fluttering
open to meet hers. The
concern in her gaze is a
question he doesn't understand,
but he accidentally brushes his
dad's shoulder as he sits up..

Plankton's body jerks, his
single eye rolling back in his
head. The room goes dark, the
colors swirling into a void.
The ringing in his ears is
deafening. Karen's hand is a flash,
catching him.

Her arms wrap around him,
supporting his weight as
his body goes limp. Chip's eyes
are wide with fear, his hand
suddenly empty. "Daddy?"
he whispers, the word a
prayer in the quiet.

Karen's eyes never leave
Plankton's face, her hand
checking for a pulse. She
feels the steady throb of
life beneath her fingertips,
relief flooding her veins.

"Daddy?" Chip's voice is a
whisper of fear, his hand
reaching out to touch his 
father's arm, but Karen
stops him.

"Let him be," she says, her
tone firm. "He needs space."
Her eyes are on Plankton,
watching for any sign of
returning consciousness.
The room is a tomb of
silence, the only sound
their mingled breaths.

Chip nods, his eyes wide
with worry. He can see the
fear in his mother's gaze,
feel the tension in the
air. But he trusts her. He
has to. Plankton is his
dad, and she knows him
better than anyone.

Chip watches, his own
breaths shallow with fear.
He opens his mouth to
speak, to ask what's wrong,
but Karen's hand is swift,
silencing his words with a
single finger to her screen.
The gesture is a soft
whisper, a command that
he understands without
explanation.

Plankton's body is limp in
Karen's embrace, his antennas
still quivering with the
aftershocks of his overload.
Her eyes are filled with
determination, her love
for her husband a fiery
beacon in the dark room.
With gentle care, she lowers
his head to the pillow,
his body trembling with
the last vestiges of panic.

Chip's eyes are wide with
uncertainty, his hand
poised in the air. "Is he
okay?" he whispers, his voice
small in the vastness of the
moment. With gentle
firmness, Karen takes Chip's
hand, leading him out of the
room.

"We need to give him some
space," she murmurs, her screen
never leaving Plankton's
form. "He'll come to when he's
ready. This only happens when
his overwhelm gets him dizzy
to the point of passing out,
which in itself has only happened
twice before. It's part of his
autism, Chip."

Chip nods solemnly, his
fear for his dad mingling with
his curiosity about this
new aspect of Plankton he's
never seen. "What can we do?"
he asks, his voice barely audible.

Karen squeezes his hand,
her screen never leaving
Plankton. "For now, we wait.
And when he wakes up, we
make sure to give him time
to recover. No loud noises,
no sudden movements." She
speaks with a calmness
that belies the storm
raging in her own heart.

They sit together on the
edge of the bed, their screens
locked on Plankton.

Karen's grip on Chip's
hand is tight, her knuckles
white. She's seen this before,
but it never gets easier. "Just
wait," she whispers, her voice
shaky. "Just wait."

They sit in silence,
the air thick with unspoken
emotions. The sun peeks
through the blinds, casting
slanted bars of light across
Plankton's unconscious form. Karen
aches as she watches
the man she loves, the man
who's been her rock, reduced to
this trembling shell. But she
knows he's strong. He's survived
worse storms than this.

Minutes tick by, each one
longer than the last. The room
seems to hold its breath,
waiting for Plankton to stir.

And then, slowly, his antennas
cease their trembling. His
eye flickers open, focusing
on the two figures beside
his bed.

The world is still a blur,
his thoughts scattered like
leaves in the wind. But Karen's
face is a beacon, her eyes
a port in the storm. He tries
to speak, his mouth dry as
sandpaper, but only a croak
escapes.

"I'm sorry," he manages, the
words a feeble whisper. His
eye meets Chip's, filled with a
swirl of emotions he can't
quite name. Regret, fear,
love. All fighting for
supremacy.

Chip's grip on Karen's hand
tightens, his own eyes
reflecting the same tumult of
feelings. He opens his mouth,
but no words come out. Instead,
he reaches out with his free
hand when Karen stops him.

"Let him recover," she says,
squeezing his hand reassuringly.
"He needs to process, Chip. Let
me talk to him first." With a nod,
Chip withdraws his hand, his
heart pounding in his chest.

catch in my chip Chip Plankton II x

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(Autistic Author)


Karen's heart squeezes as she sees the 
vulnerability in her husband. She 
reaches out and takes Plankton's hand, 
giving it a comforting squeeze. "We're all 
learning here," she says. "And we'll keep 
figuring it out together." Then, Chip speaks 
up again, his voice a little stronger. 
"Daddy," he says, "I still want to show 
you affection."

Plankton looks up, his antennae 
twitching with a hint of sadness. "I know, 
buddy," he says. "And I appreciate that. 
But sometimes, my brain needs a 
different kind of love."

Chip frowns. "But I 
don't know how," he says.

Plankton's antennae wiggle as he thinks. 
"How about this?" he suggests, his eye 
brightening slightly. "You can make me a 
'love rock'."
Chip's eyes light up with excitement, and 
Karen nods encouragingly. 

"You can 
pick out a rock from the beach or the 
yard, and every time you feel like giving 
me a hug but know I might not be able 
to handle it, you can give me the rock 
instead. That way, I'll always know 
you're thinking of me."

Chip nods eagerly, already imagining the 
perfect rock in his mind. "I'll find the 
biggest, smoothest rock," he says, his 
eyes shining with purpose.

Plankton's antennae rise slightly, and he 
manages a smile. "That's my boy," he 
says, his voice a little less strained.

“I’ll go look in our backyard right now,” 
Chip says as he does so.

Karen watches him run off and looks at 
Plankton, her eyes filled with emotion. 
"You ok?" she asks, squeezing his hand.

Plankton nods, his antennae still. "I think 
so," he murmurs. "Thank you, Karen."

Karen squeezes his hand in return, her 
eyes filled with understanding. "You're 
doing great," she whispers.

As Chip rummages outside, the sound 
of his little feet pattering on the ground, 
Karen and Plankton sit in the quiet 
kitchen, the weight of their conversation 
still hanging in the air. Plankton's 
antennae droop slightly, but there's a 
newfound openness in his gaze.

"Do you think he'll understand?" 
Plankton asks, his voice still raw from 
the previous night's emotions.

Karen squeezes his hand, her eyes filled 
with warmth. "He's a smart kid," she 
reassures him. "And he loves you. He'll 
get it."

They sit in silence for a moment, 
listening to the distant sounds of Chip's 
exploration. Then, Plankton speaks up, 
his voice tentative. "What if I have 
another meltdown?" he asks.

Karen squeezes his hand, her gaze 
unwavering. "We'll be there for you," she 
says. "We'll help you through it."

The sound of the back door opening and 
closing echoes through the house, and 
Chip returns, holding a rock that fits 
perfectly in the palm of his hand. It's 
smooth, with a slight shimmer in the 
light. "Here it is!" he exclaims, holding it 
out to Plankton. "It's your love rock!"

Plankton's antennae lift, and a genuine 
smile spreads across his face as he 
takes the rock. "It's perfect," he says, his 
voice filled with emotion. He can feel the 
warmth from Chip's hand still lingering 
on the stone. "Thank you, buddy."

Chip beams, his earlier fears forgotten in 
the excitement of the moment. "Can we 
go to the park now?" he asks, hopeful.

Karen looks at Plankton, who nods 
wearily. "Sure," she says, pushing her 
chair back. "But let's take it slow, okay?"

The park is a familiar place, filled with 
the sounds of children's laughter and the 
distant hum of the city. As they walk, 
Chip chats away, his voice a balm to 
Plankton's nerves. Karen notices the 
subtle changes in her husband's gait, 
the way his antennae twitch with every 
new sound or sight. She knows he's 
trying hard to stay present, to not get 
overwhelmed by the sensory onslaught 
of the outside world.

When they reach the playground, Chip 
runs off to the swings, his love rock 
clutched tightly in his hand. Plankton 
watches him, his gaze a mix of pride 
and concern. He knows his son's energy 
can be too much for him sometimes, but 
he doesn't want to miss out on these 
moments.

Plankton takes a deep breath, his 
antennae wiggling as he gathers his 
courage. He approaches the swing set, 
his eye scanning the area for any 
potential triggers. The chains of the 
swings glint in the sun, and he can 
almost feel the sway of the seat beneath 
him. He hasn't swung in years, not since 
before Chip was born.

Plankton sits on the swing by Chip.

The metal is cold and hard beneath him, 
but as he starts to push off with his foot, 
the chains begin to squeak a comforting 
rhythm. The motion is familiar, almost 
soothing, reminding him of a time when 
the world was simpler, less stormy. He 
watches Chip, his heart swelling with 
love as his son's laughter fills the air.

As they swing side by side, Plankton's 
antennae twitch with every movement of 
the breeze, every giggle that escapes 
Chip. The wind rushes through the 
playground, and he feels the rock in his 
pocket, a reminder of their newfound 
understanding.

The rhythmic motion of the swing starts 
to work its magic, and Plankton's 
beginning to relax. The gentle sway 
feels like a lullaby for his overstimulated brain. 
Plankton smiles, his antennae waving in a way that 
says everything is ok.

They swing in silence for a while, the 
steady back and forth a comforting 
metronome to the chaotic symphony of 
the playground around them. Plankton 
can feel the tension in his body slowly 
uncoiling, the squeak of the chains 
becoming a familiar melody that soothes 
his frazzled nerves.

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CHIP ON THE SHOULDERS x
(By NeuroFabulous)


Rachel's gaze flicks to the x-rays
now in her hand, her eyes widening
slightly. "Everything looks... mostly good,"
she says, her voice measured. "But we've
noticed something with your wisdom teeth."

Plankton's antennae spike
in alarm. "What is it?" he
asks, his voice tight. Karen's hand
squeezes his shoulder, her eyes
on Rachel's face.

Rachel's eyes scan the
x-ray, her brow furrowed. "It appears
your wisdom teeth are impacted,
Mr. Plankton," she says, her voice
soft. "They'll push against
your other teeth as we feared."

Karen's eyes dart to her
husband's, watching the
panic flicker across his face.
"What does that mean?" she
asks, her voice tight. Rachel
swallows, her expression
sympathetic.

"It means, Mrs. Plankton,
that your husband will
need to see our oral surgeon
to have them removed,"
she says gently. "They can't
wait much longer. The surgeon
is actually open right now, if...
Plankton?" Rachel notices his
sudden stillness.

Plankton's antennae quivered,
his gaze unfocused. "What's
the matter?" Rachel asks, her voice
filled with concern. Karen
quickly explains the situation. "He's
autistic," she murmurs. "He can get
overwhelmed easily."

Rachel nodded, her expression
understanding. "Ah," she said,
her tone gentle. "Well, let's go
slowly. We know that the
wisdom teeth are causing
problems, and they need to come
out. But we can work with you
to make it as comfortable as
possible. You both follow me to 
the surgery."

They follow Rachel down
a hallway, the walls a soothing
blue, the floor a muted grey.
Plankton's antennae twitch with
each step, his eye darting
from side to side. Karen squeezes
his hand, her eyes never leaving
his face.

The surgery room loomed ahead,
its door open just a crack,
a glimpse of gleaming instruments
and the smell of antiseptic
wafting out. Rachel notices
Plankton's anxiety and stops,
turning to face them.

"Let's go over what will happen
during the surgery," Rachel says,
her voice measured and calm.
"First, let's go in the room and
meet our surgeon."

Plankton's antennae quiver,
his eye flicking to Karen's hand
still holding his. She nods,
her smile encouraging. "We can
do this," she whispers.

They enter the surgery room,
the coldness of the air making
his antennae stand on end.
The surgeon, a squid named
Dr. McSquinty, greets them
with a friendly smile. His tentacles
wave in a non-threatening way.

"Hi, I'm Dr. McSquinty,"
he says, his voice a soothing
baritone. "We're going to
make sure this is as easy
and painless as possible for
you. I'll take it from here, Rachel."
Rachel nods, her eyes
lingering on Plankton's
anxious form before
exiting the room.

The surgeon's tentacles
move in a gentle, calming
wave. "Now, I know this
can be a bit overwhelming,
Mr. Plankton," he says, his
eyes kind. "But I promise we'll
explain everything before we do it."

Plankton's antennae quiver,
his gaze fixed on Dr. McSquinty.
Karen squeezes his hand,
her voice soft. "It's okay,
Plankton," she murmurs. "He's
autistic, and sensitive, Doc..."

Dr. McSquinty nods, his
tentacles waving gently.
"I've had patients with
special needs before,"
he says, his tone calm.
"We'll take it slow, and I'll
make sure to explain everything
step by step."

Both their eyes searched
Plankton's face, his antennae
still quivering.

"Okay, Plankton," Dr. McSquinty
began, his voice calm and
measured. "We're going to
talk about taking out your
wisdom teeth."

Plankton's antennae
twitched, his gaze fixed
on the surgeon's tentacles.
Karen could see the fear
in his eye.

Dr. McSquinty continued,
his tentacles moving in
a slow, methodical pattern.
"We'll use a local anesthetic
to numb the area. You won't
feel a thing, I promise." He
grabs a syringe, which ends
up being to much for Plankton.

Plankton's antennae shot up,
his body stiffening. Karen's
hand tightens around his.
"It's ok," she whispers. "It's
just to help with the pain." But
Plankton's gaze remained fixed
on the syringe, his breaths
coming in quick, shallow gasps.

Dr. McSquinty notices. "We need
to, Plankton. Now, do you know why
we need to have your wis..."

Plankton's antennae quivered
uncontrollably, his eye wide with fear.

"Breathe with me, Plankton,"
Karen whispered, her grip
steady. She watched as Dr.
McSquinty approached. Yet
Plankton's body started to
shake, his antennae quivering
wildly. The thought was too much, and
he uncontrollably began to shut
down again.

"It's okay," Karen murmured,
her voice a lifeline in the
storm of sensory overload.
"Let's take a step back, Doc."

Dr. McSquinty nodded, his tentacles
stilling. "Of course," he said,
his voice gentle. "Let's talk it through,
Karen. Tell me what Plankton
needs fo..."

But Plankton's antennae
were already drooping, his
body shutting down again.
The fear had become too much.

"Plankton," Karen's voice
was calm and firm. "Look at
me." She waited until
his gaze met hers. "We need
to do this, okay? For your
mouth to feel better." But all
that did was make him shake
more violently, his breaths shallower.

Dr. McSquinty's tentacles
stayed still. "How about
I show you first?" He gestured to
a model of a mouth, complete with
wisdom teeth. "This way, Plankton can
see without it being a direct
threat to him."

Karen's eyes searched
Plankton's, his antennae still
twitching in distress. "Okay,"
she murmured, her voice tight.
"Let's do that."

Dr. McSquinty nodded, his
tentacles moving to the model.
"This is your mouth, Plankton,"
he began, his voice calm. "And
these are your wisdom teeth.
First, we'll make sure you're
numb, okay?" He pointed.
"We'll use a gel that tastes like
bubblegum, and then we'll
put in a tiny lit..."

But Plankton's
body convulsed, his 
eye starting to roll 
back into his head.

"No, no, no," Karen
whispered, her voice
trembling. "Not again."

Plankton's body stilled,
his antennae drooping
as his mind retreated.

"It's okay," Karen whispered,
her eyes never leaving
his face. She turned
to Dr. McSquinty, her voice
steady despite her own fear.
"We need to find another
way?"

The surgeon nodded,
his tentacles still. "Let's
talk about options," he
said, his voice calm. "We can
try sedation, or perhaps
a different approach; we can even
anesthetize him."

Karen's gaze never left
Plankton's shaky form.

Dr. McSquinty's tentacles
moved in a comforting
wave. "Well, considering
his sensitivity to pain and
the potential for overstimulation,
I'd suggest anesthesia.
It'll keep him calm, and he won't
be awake at all. It's safe."

Karen's eyes searched Plankton's
form, her grip tightening
on his hand. "But he's never
been under anesthesia before,"
she said, her voice tight. 

Dr. McSquinty nodded, his tentacles
waving reassuringly. "It's completely
safe," he said. "We'll monitor
his vitals closely the entire time."

Karen's gaze remained
fixed on Plankton's
form, his antennae drooping.
"Okay," she whispered. "Plankton
baby, can you listen to me?"
Her voice was gentle, her
tone measured. Plankton's eye
slowly focused on her screen, his
body still trembling.

Her thumb traced circles on the
back of his hand. "We're going
to have to put you to sleep
so you don't feel any pain. Can
you do that for me?"

Plankton's antennae
twitched slightly, his gaze
on Karen's screen. He nodded,
his voice a faint whisper. "Okay."

Karen felt the tension
ease from her shoulders.
"Good," she murmured, her voice
soft. "We're going to take
care of this together."

Dr. McSquinty nodded,
his tentacles moving in a
slow, calming pattern. "I'll
make sure you're both as
comfortable as possible,"
he assured her, his gaze
shifting to Plankton.

Karen texts Sandy, "Plankton's
getting his wisdom teeth out 🦷"

Sandy replies, "Good luck!
Chip's fine, don't worry 👶💨"

The room was prepped,
the smells and sounds
minimized to prevent
overstimulation. Plankton
was laid on the chair, his antennae
twitching nervously. Karen
stood by his side, her hand
on his.

Dr. McSquinty approached,
his tentacles moving with
precision. He held up
a mask, the sweet smell
of gas wafting gently. "This
is the anesthesia," he explained.
"It'll help you sleep before we put the
Iv in. The Iv will continuously
administer anesthesia to keep
you asleep."

Plankton's antennae quivered,
his gaze flicking to Karen's
screen. She nodded, her smile
reassuring. "It's okay, love,"
she whispered. "You'll be fine."

Dr. McSquinty's tentacles
moved with a gentle rhythm as he
placed the mask on, and Plankton's
eye grew heavy. Karen's hand
stayed on his, her thumb rubbing
small circles into his palm.

The room grew fuzzy around
Plankton as the anesthesia took hold.
His antennae stopped quivering,
his body relaxing into the chair.

As the world faded to black,
his last thought was of Karen's
hand in his. A gentle squeeze,
and he was adrift.

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⣿⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣆⠆⠐⡄⠹⠳⣦⣶⣤⢤⡀⠀⠈⡙⣷⢯⣛⣿⣿⣿⣷⣿⣷⣻⣞⣷⢯⣟⣷⣻⣽⣻⣳⢮⡗⣯⡞⣽⣺⣤⣅⡢⠱⠈⠦⡝⡜⡩⠾⡩⢿⣳⣯⢷⡾⣽⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡄⠂⠈⠠⠀⠠⠁⣤⡠⡡⢀⠂⡀⠀⠀⠀
⣿⣻⣽⣻⢾⣽⣻⢿⣷⢏⣛⣶⣞⣿⣫⠳⣿⣦⣦⣱⢼⣧⣿⣿⣿⣽⣾⣿⡷⣿⣽⡾⣟⣯⣷⣟⡷⣯⣟⣯⣟⡶⣯⣗⣧⡻⣼⣹⣓⡟⢦⡐⢆⡑⠢⡑⡩⢝⢯⣿⣿⣯⡿⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠟⣿⡿⠁⠦⠀⠀⠀⠀⠐⣿⣿⡇⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⣿⣳⣟⢾⣻⢾⡽⣯⣟⡿⣟⣿⣻⣟⡿⣿⡿⣿⣟⡿⣿⣻⣽⣾⣳⣟⣯⡿⣽⣷⢯⣿⣻⣽⡾⣽⣻⢷⣻⡾⣽⣻⣵⣞⣷⢻⣖⢧⡻⡜⣧⣛⠼⣬⣱⡠⢱⡚⢮⣖⣯⢿⣿⣷⣾⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⣖⣾⣧⠁⠄⠀⡀⣀⠀⡀⢌⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⣿⣳⢯⡿⣭⢷⣻⣳⢯⡿⣽⣞⡷⣯⣟⣷⣻⢷⣻⢿⣽⣻⣞⡷⣿⣽⣳⡿⣟⣾⢿⣯⣟⣷⡿⣿⣽⢿⣯⢿⡷⣟⣾⣽⣞⡿⣞⢮⡵⣍⢖⡛⣞⢣⢾⡵⣧⡙⢶⡝⣾⢿⣾⣽⡿⣿⣻⣯⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣯⣍⠈⠁⡀⢀⡈⢿⣿⣷⣶⡜⡸⢲⣄⡀⣀⣠⠄⣤
⣿⣭⢷⣻⡽⣫⢷⡯⣿⣹⢷⡾⣽⣳⣟⡾⣽⢯⣟⡿⣾⡽⣯⢿⣳⣯⢿⣽⡿⣽⡿⣞⣿⡽⣿⣽⣾⣟⣯⣿⣟⣿⣽⡾⣯⡿⣽⣳⢿⡼⣳⢾⣤⢧⣚⡿⣿⣽⣧⢿⣭⢿⣽⣻⣿⣿⢿⣻⣿⡿⣿⣽⣿⣯⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣶⣖⡢⣙⢰⣾⣿⣯⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣟⣿
⣿⡞⣯⣗⣻⡽⣏⡷⣯⢯⣷⢻⣳⡟⣾⡽⢯⣟⡾⣽⣳⢿⣽⣻⣽⢾⣟⡷⣿⢯⣟⣿⣽⣻⣽⡾⣷⣻⣟⣾⣯⢿⣞⣿⣽⢿⣷⣯⡿⣽⣳⢧⣚⡼⢭⢳⣌⡻⣟⡿⣞⣿⡾⣟⣷⣿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣟⣿⡿⣿⣿⢿⣾⣿⣟⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣿⢿⣿
⣿⣹⢗⡾⣳⣽⢫⣽⡞⣿⡼⣯⢷⣻⣳⢟⡿⡾⣽⣳⢯⣟⣾⣳⢯⣟⣾⣻⡽⣯⢿⣞⣷⢿⣽⣻⣽⣯⢿⣳⣿⣻⣯⢿⣾⣟⣷⡿⣽⡿⣽⣿⣻⣼⣷⣶⣭⣛⢯⡱⣟⢷⣿⣻⣿⣽⣾⣿⡿⣿⣾⣿⢿⣿⣿⣻⣿⣿⣯⣿⣿⣯⣿⡿⣿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣟⣯⣿⣿⣾⣟⣿⡿⣯⢻
⣯⡗⣯⡻⣵⣫⣟⢾⣹⢧⢿⣱⢯⡷⣝⡯⣟⣽⣳⢯⢿⠾⣷⠟⠿⣞⣷⣯⡿⠟⠛⣾⣯⢿⣞⣯⡷⣟⡿⣯⣷⢿⡽⣿⣳⡿⣯⢿⣻⣽⡿⣞⣯⣿⢾⣽⣻⢿⣟⣶⡭⣞⠷⣿⣯⣿⣟⣾⣿⣿⣽⣾⣿⣿⣽⡿⣿⣾⣟⣯⣷⣿⣟⣿⡿⣷⣿⡿⣟⣯⣿⣿⣿⣾⣟⣿⡽⣿⣭⣟
⣷⢫⢷⡹⣇⡷⣞⢯⡳⢯⣏⣟⢾⣹⣭⢿⣹⢾⡭⣟⡿⣶⣬⣤⣶⣮⣿⢾⣶⣴⣄⣿⢯⣟⣾⣽⣻⣽⣻⢷⣯⢿⣻⣽⣯⣟⣿⣻⢯⣷⢿⣻⣽⣾⢿⡽⣯⣿⢾⡷⣿⣻⡿⣷⣯⣷⡿⣟⣷⡿⣯⣿⣷⢿⣯⣿⣿⣽⣿⣻⣯⣿⣟⣯⣿⡿⣷⣿⣿⣷⣾⣟⡋⠋⠛⣉⠙⠻⢿⣿
⣯⣛⢮⢷⡹⣞⡽⣎⢿⡱⣏⢾⡹⢞⣼⣫⡽⣞⡽⣞⡵⣯⢿⣿⣯⣷⢯⣟⡾⡽⣯⣟⣿⣻⡷⣯⢷⣯⣟⡿⣞⡿⣯⢷⣯⢿⣞⣿⣻⣽⣟⣯⢷⣯⣟⡿⣽⢾⣟⣿⣽⡷⣿⣟⣷⣿⣻⣿⣻⡿⣟⣷⡿⣿⣯⣷⣿⣻⣾⢿⣽⣷⣿⣻⣽⡿⣿⣽⣿⣿⡿⠋⢉⠳⣾⢿⣷⣶⠌⡉
⣷⡹⣎⡳⣝⢮⡳⣝⢮⡳⣝⢾⡹⣏⡶⣳⢽⡺⣵⣛⠾⣭⣛⣮⢯⡿⡾⣝⡾⣽⣳⡽⣞⢷⣻⡽⣻⢾⣝⡿⣽⣻⣽⣻⣞⣯⣟⣾⣽⣳⣯⢿⣻⢾⣽⣻⢷⣻⣞⡿⣾⣽⣟⣾⣟⣾⣟⣷⣿⣻⣿⡿⠟⠛⠷⠛⠺⢿⣽⣿⣻⣾⣽⣟⣯⣿⢿⣽⢿⣿⣿⣓⣻⣧⣿⣾⣽⢶⣳⢶
⣗⣣⠽⣱⢎⣧⢳⣬⢣⡙⠌⠣⠿⠜⠳⡝⢮⢳⠧⣏⢿⡱⣏⣞⡧⣟⡽⣳⣏⡷⡽⢾⡽⣞⣳⠿⣝⣯⢾⣽⣳⡟⣾⣳⣟⡾⣽⣞⣷⣻⣞⣯⣟⡿⣾⣽⣻⢷⣻⣽⢷⣻⣾⣻⢾⣻⣾⣽⣾⣯⣿⠗⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢁⠘⠻⣷⡿⣞⣯⣿⣻⡾⣿⡽⣿⣻⡿⣟⣿⣽⢾⣟⣯⣿
⣏⢖⡫⣕⠺⣔⢫⢖⡣⡝⢮⠔⡠⢀⠀⠀⠀⠁⠌⠈⠳⣙⢮⡳⣝⢮⡗⣧⡻⣼⣛⢷⣫⡽⣭⠿⣽⡞⣯⢶⣯⢻⡷⣽⣾⣿⣷⣾⡷⢿⡾⢷⣯⣻⣗⣯⢟⣯⢷⣯⣟⡷⣯⣟⣯⣷⣻⣿⣽⣧⣄⣠⣄⡀⣄⣀⣶⣶⣬⣜⣡⣿⣿⣿⣟⡾⣷⣻⢯⣟⡷⣿⣽⣻⢷⣯⣿⣾⣽⢾
⣏⢮⠱⣎⠳⣌⠳⣎⠵⣙⢮⡹⣱⢣⠒⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠰⣉⢞⡵⣫⢞⡽⣲⡝⣧⣛⡮⣗⢯⡽⣛⣮⡽⢯⣷⢫⣟⣾⣿⣷⣿⠀⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⣞⣾⣻⣞⣳⢧⡿⣽⣳⣟⣾⣳⣯⢿⣝⣿⣿⣿⡿⠻⠻⠟⠛⠛⠛⠛⠻⣄⣿⠷⡯⢿⣳⡟⣯⢿⣽⣳⢯⣟⣯⣞⣧⡴⣬⡟
⣗⣊⠳⣌⠳⣌⠳⣌⠳⣍⠶⣱⠣⣏⢳⡱⣃⢖⡐⡊⠵⣉⠶⣱⢏⢾⡱⢧⣛⢶⡹⡞⡽⣎⢿⡱⢧⣟⡾⣷⢻⡞⣧⢟⣿⣻⣽⡂⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⡉⢷⡯⡯⢿⣽⣳⢯⣞⣷⠿⠀⠀⠻⣿⣿⣿⡿⠄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⢳⡝⣎⠳⣎⡵⣫⢞⢶⣹⠾⣽⣳⣻
⣧⢊⠳⣌⠳⣌⠳⣌⠳⣌⠳⣌⠳⣌⢧⠳⣍⠶⡹⣌⢳⡌⣞⡱⣎⢧⢏⡳⡭⢞⡱⣏⢷⡹⢮⡝⣯⢞⡵⣫⢗⣯⢳⣏⣶⢫⡽⣿⣦⣄⣠⣤⣤⣜⣷⣿⣧⣝⣹⣢⠙⠻⣿⡽⢿⡀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢷⣿⣿⣍⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠠⠄⠎⣿⢮⠵⢬⣶⡹⢮⡻⣼⣛⣧⢷⣹
⡧⢊⠳⡌⢣⢌⠳⢌⠳⡌⠳⣌⠳⡌⠶⣙⠬⡓⡵⣊⠷⣘⠶⡹⡜⣎⢞⡱⡽⣩⠗⣮⢣⢟⣣⢟⡼⣋⢾⡱⢫⣞⡳⣞⡼⣫⢗⣳⢮⣝⡳⣝⢾⡹⢎⠷⢽⣾⣯⣯⣦⣥⣀⣹⣿⣿⣆⣤⣴⣦⣼⡯⣭⢫⡕⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⢌⠢⣜⡸⢞⣞⣦⣀⡟⡯⡷⢯⣷⠻⡼⣏⢿
⡗⡩⢃⡜⠡⠎⡜⡌⡓⣌⠳⢌⡓⣌⠳⣌⠣⡝⡰⢍⢮⡑⢯⡱⡹⡜⢮⡱⢣⢧⡛⣬⢏⡞⣱⢎⠷⣹⠮⣝⡳⣎⢷⣹⣚⡵⣫⢞⡳⢮⣝⠾⣭⣛⢯⣟⡳⡶⢶⣦⣥⣭⣬⣭⣐⣉⡛⣟⡯⠿⠧⢿⣭⢳⣘⢬⡓⡤⣀⠦⡑⣌⢓⠊⠓⠠⢉⠛⠛⠨⣍⣿⣴⢻⡺⣷⢛⠶⡹⢮
⡧⢑⠣⢌⠣⣉⠔⣢⠱⢌⡚⠤⢓⠬⡑⢆⠳⣌⠱⣊⠦⣙⢆⢳⡱⣙⢦⡙⢧⢎⡵⢣⢮⣙⠦⣏⣛⡖⡻⣜⡵⡹⣎⢶⡹⡜⡧⢯⣝⡳⣎⡟⣶⡹⣞⡼⣳⣝⣳⣞⣼⢎⡷⣭⢏⡷⣫⢽⣹⣛⢿⡲⣍⢧⣋⢶⣙⠶⣭⠶⣱⢎⣮⡹⡳⢦⡤⣀⠌⡰⢬⣲⢶⣫⣛⡶⣟⡲⡵⣄
⡧⠘⡤⠘⡄⢋⠔⡉⠦⣘⢡⠒⡜⠤⡓⠜⣢⠙⢦⡙⢤⢋⠼⣌⠣⡝⣈⢓⣘⠺⡓⢚⠞⠛⠲⠛⠛⡳⡧⣽⡡⣷⣙⣎⡷⡵⠷⠾⢟⣷⢽⣧⣝⡳⣿⢷⢿⠟⣿⠝⠻⢾⢷⠿⡼⠗⢯⣞⣭⣿⣼⣣⢟⡼⡻⣜⡻⢶⣹⢲⢏⡾⣭⢳⣣⢞⡵⣻⢶⣥⣮⠟⣬⢋⠽⣡⢋⠇⢧⡙
⡇⠱⢠⠩⢐⡉⢢⣉⣒⣤⣧⣭⣴⣷⣾⣶⣷⣾⣶⣿⣾⣿⣾⣾⣿⣾⣿⣿⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣶⣷⣾⣽⣬⣽⣦⣗⣶⣛⣽⣚⢶⡲⡽⣤⣬⢶⣻⣱⣛⢮⣑⣩⣛⣠⣀⣘⣹⣿⢶⣀⣙⣾⣢⣅⡩⢿⣾⢟⣿⠿⡏⠱⡛⡊⠉⠹⣣⣗⠛⢺⠗⠛⠒⢯⢮⠵⠪⠖⠛⢒⡎⢖⡰
⣿⢷⣶⡿⣟⢿⡻⢿⢻⡝⢯⣻⣙⢧⡻⡼⣭⢻⣜⣧⣻⢮⣟⡷⣯⣟⡷⣯⣟⣯⣿⣯⣿⣿⣻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣶⣷⣶⣽⣮⣽⣭⣳⣏⣉⣐⠀⠀⠀⠌⠹⡁⢻⠿⠻⠋⠛⠸⡷⢤⣐⣪⣑⣶⡠⢐⢡⡐⣳⡥⢶⡶⠦⣬⡳⣵⡄⠀⣀⣶⣫⠱⣼
⡯⠼⣆⠷⡜⣶⡹⣎⢷⡹⢧⢷⣫⢷⣛⣷⣫⣟⡾⣵⢯⣟⣾⣻⢷⣿⣽⢿⣽⣿⣞⣿⣷⣟⣿⣟⣿⡿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣾⣶⣿⣥⣴⣖⣋⣑⣀⠘⠤⠀⢠⠉⢯⡉⢉⠻⢝⡒⢻⣛⢶⡛⢭⠾⠺⢶⢿⠶⢟⣾
⣯⡽⣬⣛⡽⡴⣭⣹⣎⣟⣭⡳⣭⢏⣯⠽⣎⣯⣟⣽⣻⣞⣷⣻⣟⡾⡽⣯⢿⣞⣯⡷⡿⣯⡿⣽⣯⡿⣟⣾⢿⣾⣯⣟⣿⣻⣿⢿⡿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣿⣷⣿⣧⣯⣿⣭⣷⣶⣶⣿⣾⣿⣿⣿⣾⣯⣾⣾
⣿⣻⣭⣽⣾⣵⣯⣵⣾⣵⣺⡵⣧⣻⢮⣛⣷⠾⣼⣞⡵⣾⡱⣧⢟⣼⣽⣚⡷⣞⢧⣿⢳⣟⢷⡻⢾⡽⣟⡾⣯⢷⣟⣯⡿⣿⢾⣟⣿⢿⣾⣽⣟⡿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣽⣯⢿⣽⣻⣞⣧⢷⣞⡵⣻⠵⡿⢯⡿⢾⡽⢷⡾⣽⢶⣻⣭⣟⡾⣞⣽⣚⢯⡟⣞⡿⣮⢿⡽⣯⣟⣮⣽⢯⣿⣞⡷⣯⣽⢯⣟⣾⢯⡿⣽⡾⣿⣽⣯⣿⣽⣻⣿⣻⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣷⣿⣿⣷⣿⣽⡿⣟⣾⣽⣟⣿⣻⣟⣿⣻⠿⣯⣷⢿⣻⢷⣯⣟⣿⣻⣟⣻⣯⣟⣽⣳⣻⣏⡿⣧⢿⣭⢯⣟⡾⣯⢷⣻⣞⣷⣻⣞⣯⣟⣷⡻⣷⣻⡞⣷⢯⣟⡷⣿⡽⣿⢾⣳⡿⣿⣯⣿⣻⣽⣟⣿⣻⡿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣿⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣻⣿⣻⣯⣷⣿⣿⣿⣾⢯⣟⣯⢷⣻⡽⣷⣯⣿⣾⣿⣾⣟⣷⣿⡽⣯⢯⣟⣻⣽⣻⣯⣟⣧⢿⢾⡷⣿⢾⣽⣳⣟⣷⣻⡽⣯⢿⡞⣽⣭⣟⡽⢯⣗⢿⣣⣟⡾⣽⣳⢯⡷⣟⣿⣳⡿⣟⣯⣿⡽⣿⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣿⣷⣿⣾⣯⣿⣿⣯⣿⣿⣿⢿⣻⣷⣿⣾⣽⣾⣯⣿⣽⣻⣟⣾⣷⣻⣾⣳⣟⣯⣿⢾⣟⣾⣽⣻⣟⣾⣫⣗⣯⣽⣳⣯⣷⣻⣽⣞⣷⡿⣟⣾⢷⣿⣻⣽⣷⣟⣯⣿⣽⢿⣻⣿⣽⣟⣿⡿⣿⣟⣿⡿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣿⣿⣟⣯⣿⣿⣾⣿⣽⣿⣿⣟⣿⣿⣟⣿⣽⡿⣿⣿⣻⣟⣿⢿⣻⣯⣟⡿⣽⢾⡽⣯⢿⣽⣻⣟⡾⣯⢿⣯⢿⡿⣿⣾⣟⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣿⣿⣻⣿⣿⣻⣿⣿⣽⣿⣻⣯⣿⡷⣿⣾⢿⣯⣿⣟⣿⣻⣷⣿⣾⣿⣿⣯⣿⣯⣿⣯⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣻⣿⣻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣟⣿⣿⡿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿

windows x p windows xp dot art text art ascii art

𝐢'𝐦 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮🤍ㅤ ᵕ̈♡︎≽ܫ≼⋆✖🛹🗺♡༘⋆

a x south cute during since southeasterly 10

💐🌷

i miss her l miss you letter roman alphabet latin alphabet v z w n litre p g d alphabet 50 m liter i q u x o f h b k r e s c j

┆ ㄨ『ʟєonis ɪs ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢˎ ! ' test :D ' ┆˒ ι αte the ᴘᴇɴᴄɪʟ ┆˒

leoy berry ave ex berry avenue x old-fashioned

🧸✨𝓴𝓲𝓼𝓼 𝓶𝒆🔤🔤☆𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥☆𝑒ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ𝑏𝑜𝑦𝑓𝑖𝑒

🍞🧞🥙꒒ ০ ⌵ ୧ ♡

square letter english language z q x palatal approximant latin alphabet french language postscript beijing tittle watt second ette an syllabary lamedh teth hallelujah letterman greenish united states

𓃵

n x roman alphabet

𝕏𝕏𝕏

x latin alphabet

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣀⣀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⡠⠔⠒⠢⡀⠀⡜⠁⠀⠀⠈⢆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⢰⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢆⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠘⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⡠⠤⡀⠀⢠⠐⠂⢤⡀⠀⢀⠔⠒⠒⡄⠀⠀
⠀⢱⠀⠀⢠⢒⢆⠀⢎⠌⡆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠸⠀⡎⠀⠀⠀⠙⡄⠎⠀⠀⠀⡜⠀⠀
⠀⠀⡆⠀⠈⠓⢁⣀⡤⠃⠀⠀⠀⣀⣠⡔⢀⡘⢄⠀⠀⣤⡈⢰⡆⠀⡰⡖⢳⡄
⠀⠀⢹⠀⠀⠀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⠀⢍⣝⢾⣏⣡⠕⠀⠩⠤⠤⠄⠘⠳⡕⠁⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠉⣉⠔⡙⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡇⠀⠀⠀⠊⠀⠀⠀⠀⡰⠢⡀⠀⠀⠀⢂⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠘⢦⡴⠓⠙⠄⣄⣀⠤⠔⡇⠀⠀⠀⢀⠀⢀⣀⠔⠀⠀⠈⢲⢤⠤⠜⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⠰⠀⡄⢃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠰⠊⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⠬⠓⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡠⠜⠀⡃⢱⣀⣁⠂⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠉⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

four x four and x dot art text art ascii art

⪥
 ⩐

x d

😵

x eyes smiley face

爻◕‿◕爻

x kaomoji cross kaomoji double kaomoji x cross double

ℒ ᥫ᭡

x letter l simbolos aesthetic alphabet

qyxun✮⋆˙ʚɞ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

qyxun q u xenotime x

“💀❌” skull,X

skull x

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣠⣤⣤⣤⣤⣤⣄⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣀⣤⣤⣤⣤⣤⣀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣴⡿⠛⠋⠉⠀⠀⠈⠉⠛⢿⣦⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣴⡿⠛⠛⠉⠁⠀⠉⠙⠻⣿⣦⢀⣴⡿⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠹⣷⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣾⠟⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢻⣿⡏⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣿⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠛⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣤⣤⣤⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣼⡟⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠸⣿⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣤⣤⣤⣄⠀⠀⠀⢀⣼⠟⠉⠁⢈⣿⣦⠀⠀⠀⣠⣾⠟⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠹⣷⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣾⠟⠁⢉⣿⣷⠀⠀⢸⡏⠀⠀⠀⠸⣿⣿⠄⣠⣾⣟⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⢿⣄⠀⠀⠀⣿⡁⠀⠀⠸⣿⣿⠇⠀⠸⣷⣄⣀⣀⣠⣾⠏⠀⠈⠙⠻⣷⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣤⣤⣄⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠻⣷⣦⠀⠹⣧⣄⣀⣠⣾⠏⠀⠀⠀⠈⠛⠛⠛⠋⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢻⣷⣄⠀⠀⣠⣄⣤⣴⡿⠋⠉⢿⡷
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣾⠟⠋⠀⠀⠉⠙⠛⠉⠁⣀⣤⣤⣶⣶⣶⣶⣶⣦⣤⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⣿⠀⢸⣿⠛⠛⣿⡄⠀⢴⣿⠃
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠛⣾⡿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣴⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⣿⠀⠘⣿⡄⠶⠟⠁⠀⠈⣿⡇
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⠀⠀⠀⢀⣀⣀⡀⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠿⠟⠋⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣾⣿⣀⣴⣿⠁⠀⠀⣽⡟⠉⠀⠀
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(Autistic author)

Plankton's 
body finally 
stilled, his breathing 
evening out. The room 
was now quiet, the only 
sounds their combined 
exhales and the distant 
hum of the house. Karen 
could feel the weight 
of his fear slowly 
lifting, his body 
becoming less rigid 
under her touch.

"Gentler," he 
murmured, his 
eye looking up 
at her.

Karen's hand 
trembled slightly 
as she brushed 
his antennae, 
trying to give him 
comfort. "We're going 
to get through this," 
she promised, her 
voice firm.

Plankton's antennae 
twitched in response, 
his gaze searching 
hers. "Together?"

Karen nodded, 
a warm smile spreading 
across her screen. "Together, 
Plankton. We're a 
family."

Plankton's antennae 
quivered with 
relief, his body 
slumping into the 
pillows. "Together," 
he echoed, his voice 
weak but steady.

Karen felt a 
weight lift. "Yes, 
together," she said.

They sat in silence 
for a moment, the 
tension in the 
room slowly dissipating. 
Plankton's antennae 
twitched, and he 
reached out to 
grasp her hand, and
Karen squeezed back.

"Karen," he 
murmured, 
his voice still 
weak from 
his meltdown. 
"Thank you."

Karen's eyes 
watered as she 
squeezed his hand 
back. "Always," she 
whispered. The room 
was still, the only 
sounds the soft 
sighs of relief 
from both of them.

Plankton's antennae 
slowly relaxed, 
his grip on her hand 
loosening. "Tired,"
he murmured, his eye 
half-closed.

Karen nodded, 
wiping her own tears 
away. "Why don't we 
get some rest?" she 
suggested, her voice 
still a whisper. She 
helped him lay down 
properly, adjusting 
his pillows and 
covering him with 
the blanket.

Plankton's antennae 
nodded slightly. "Rest,"
he murmured, his voice 
fading. Karen sat 
beside him, her hand 
still in his, watching 
his chest rise and 
fall with each 
breath. She felt his 
grip tighten briefly, 
a silent plea for her 
not to leave.

As the minutes 
ticked by, the 
tension in the room 
began to unravel. The 
steady rhythm of his 
breaths grew deeper, 
his body relaxing into 
the embrace of the 
soft mattress.

Plankton's antennae 
twitched one last 
time before going 
still, and Karen heard 
the telltale rumble 
of his snores. They 
were faint, almost 
imperceptible. It was 
the sound of his 
body letting go of 
the fear and anger, 
surrendering to sleep.

With a sigh of 
relief, she gently 
released his hand, 
placing it by his side. 
Her heart ached as 
she took in the sight 
of him, so small 
and vulnerable. This 
was their new 
normal, and she had 
to be strong for both 
of them.

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Luna: Why don't those humans get it?! I will go down there as a human, and try to find some people who believe in love.

Bella: *all of the stars in the sky come out to listen to Luna*

*song: Love song*

Hairy Godmother: I am Hairy Godmother, the narrator of this story. Luna the moon climbed down from the sky, and was now in a kingdom called Hanoveria

Luna: Oh! Look at that handsome man, he must be the prince of this kingdom. I must meet him!

Jack: *Walking around the garden, I see a strange girl. I must talk to her* Excuse me, miss. I'm Jack, the prince of Hanoveria. Who might you be?

Ferocia: *Walking behind Jack* Jack!

Jack: *Turning around* Ah, Aunt Ferocia!

Luna: *Looks at Jack and Ferocia* I-I'm Luna. It's nice to meet you both.

Ferocia: Jack! Stop talking to peasants! We have work to do!

Luna: *Smiling* Bye Jack.

*song: Love Song (reprise)*

Hairy Godmother: *scene change with Hugo the giant now.*

Hugo: *As the former king, Hugo, he's quite large and can't control his anger. He is living with the three bears and Jean-Claude. He senses that something is wrong and decides to investigate* I smell trouble.

Mama bear: *With a growl* Hugo, you under-baked the cookies. 

Papa bear: *Looking worried* I think Hugo burnt the cookies.

Baby bear: I think these cookies are just right!

Jean-Claude: *Trying to calm Hugo down* Hugo, what's wrong?

Hugo: *Still angry* Something is very wrong in the kingdom! I can feel it!

Mama bear: *Pacing around* I wish we knew what was going on.

Baby bear: I wish we could help the humans, but they're scared of us.

*song: The Misfit Song*

Hugo: *Rushing out of the cave* I must find Jack and warn him about the danger that lurks ahead!

Jean-Claude: He won't realize it's you, now that you are a giant.

Luna: *Wandering the forest, still thinking about Jack* Oh, why is love so hard to understand? I wish I could just make everyone see it.

Tree 1: Look, it's a human!

Tree 2: A beautiful one at that.

Luna: *Looking up* Oh, hello trees.

Tree 1: Hello human!

*song: The Tree Song*

Jack: *On his horse, riding through the forest* I must find Felicity and tell her how I feel.

Luna: *Following Jack from a distance* He's so noble. I wish I could tell him how I feel about him.

Felicity: *On her horse, riding through the forest* Where are you going, Jack? I need to tell you something important.

Luna: *Hiding behind a tree, watching the scene unfold* Oh, this is interesting.

Jack: *Slowing down his horse* Felicity, what is it that you need to tell me? You've been acting strange lately.

Felicity: Eunice, your cousin, has been missing.

Luna: Eunice? I think she's one of Ferocia's daughters. Jack's cousins...

Jack: *Horrified* Oh no, not again... Another one of our family members gone. We have to find her.

Luna: *Stepping out from behind the tree* I could help you. I know where she might be.

Jack: You do?

Luna: Yes, Bella and Stella have been watching her. They might know where she is.

Jack: Bella and Stella? You mean the stars in the sky?

Narrator: Bella and Stella become shooting stars, and land in the forest.

Luna: Yes, they're the stars that care for us. They know where she is.

*song: Shooting Star Song*

Bella: Jack, we saw Eunice being kidnapped by a group of fairies. They were heading towards a castle.

Luna: The castle is guarded by a dragon. You'll need to find a way to defeat it if you want to save Eunice.

Hairy Godmother: They arrive at the palace.

Felicity: Jack, are you sure about this?

Stella: It's the only way to save her. You have to be strong.

Luna: I believe in you, Jack. You can do this.

Ferocia: *In the castle* This is perfect! I can send The Three Blind Mice, Mickey, Minnie, and Algernon, to kill Jack! MWAHAHAHA!

*song: Evil Spies Song*

Mickey: Okay.

Hairy Godmother: The group arrives at the castle.

Luna: Jack, are you ready to face the dragon?

Algernon: *Stumbles into Jack*

Luna: Oh, careful! The mice are blind, but they can still trip you up.

Jack: *Steeling himself* I'm ready. Let's do this for Eunice.

Luna: *Taking a deep breath* Alright, here they come.

Jack: *Draws his sword* You three will not harm her!

Luna: *Whispers* Jack, be careful! They might not be what they seem.

Jack: *Faces the blind mice* Mickey, Minnie, and Algernon... You three stand before me. You must know why I've come here.

Luna: *Gripping her staff* I'm ready to help you, Jack.

Hairy Godmother: The Three Blind Mice, Mickey, Minnie, and Algernon, stumble around, trying to find their way.

Luna: *Suddenly, she hears a faint whistle* Mickey, Minnie, Algernon, it's no use! They can't escape their fate!

Jack: *Taking advantage of the distraction* Now's my chance! I'll save Eunice!

Luna: *She rushes after Jack* Jack! Wait! You don't know what you're doing!

Jack: *Ignoring Luna, he continues to run through the castle* I have to save her!

Luna: *She chases after him, trying to catch up* Jack, listen to me! They aren't what they seem! They're actually three clever spies sent by Ferocia!

Jack: *Still not listening* Luna, please, just stay back and be safe!

Hairy Godmother: Jack runs away with Bella and Stella.

Minnie: *Still blindly stumbling* Luna, we're sorry about this, but we had to follow orders. Ferocia is planning something big.

Luna: I know, Minnie. But I can't let Jack fall into her trap. *She sighs* I have to find a way to stop him.

Jack: *Finally reaching the room where Ferocia is holding Eunice captive* Jack bursts in, sword drawn.

Hairy Godmother: But Eunice isn't there.

Stella: *Rushing into the room after Jack* Ferocia must have moved her! Where could she be?!

Luna: *Running after them* Jack, no! Stop! You're walking right into her trap!

Jack: *Ignoring Luna, he continues to search the room* I have to save her!

Luna: *Finally catching up to him* Jack, listen to me! Ferocia has been playing you all along! She's not here, and neither is Eunice! 

Stella: Watch out Jack!

Luna: *Turning around, she sees Ferocia standing behind them with a wicked grin on her face* Oh no...

Jack: *Turns around and draws his sword, ready to face her* You won't hurt her!

Luna: *Her heart racing, she realizes that they're trapped* Jack, we have to find another way out of here...

Jack: *Ignoring Luna, he charges at Ferocia* I won't let you get away with this!

Luna: *She ducks behind a table, looking around for an exit* Jack, please be careful! Ferocia is too strong for you!

Jack: *The two spar, their swords clashing loudly* You can't win! I won't let you hurt Eunice!

Luna: *She sees an open window, but it's too high up to reach without help* Jack, look out the window! There's an opening, but we need to work together to get out of here!

Algernon: *Suddenly, the blind mouse leaps onto the table and grabs Luna's staff, handing it to her* Use this, Luna! Together, we can help Jack!

Luna: *Taking the staff, she concentrates on its power, summoning a magical platform beneath them* Jack, jump on it! I'll boost you up!

Jack: *He nods, then jumps onto the platform, his sword still clashing with Ferocia's* Go, Luna! Get us out of here!

Luna: *She pushes off the table, leaping onto the platform with Jack, and then pushes the platform against the window* Mice, you can climb out now!

Jack: *He glances at Luna, a look of admiration and gratitude in his eyes* Luna, I can't thank you enough for helping me. I thought I was going to lose my cousin for good.

Luna: *She blushes slightly, looking away* It's nothing, Jack. You're my friend. I'm just glad we were able to save her.

*song: Love Song*

Bella: Wait, where's Felicity?

Luna: Oh, that's right. We still need to find her. She was with Ferocia earlier, so she might still be here somewhere.

Jack: *He nods, scanning the room* Let's look for her together. We can't leave anyone else behind.

Luna: *They start searching the room, calling out for Felicity* Felicity? Are you here? It's safe now. You can come out.

Ferocia: MWAHAHAHA!

AI x pt 1

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⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣄⠀⠀⢀⡀⠀⠀⠀⡀⠘⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠋⠀⣠⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⡀⠈⢿⣿⣿⣿⣷⡄⠈⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⠀⢀⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
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⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣦⡀⠈⢿⣿⣿⣿⣷⡄⠈⢻⡿⠋⠀⣠⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣄⠀⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣦⠈⠁⢠⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣦⠀⠘⢿⣿⣿⣿⣷⡀⠈⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⡄⠀⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣆⠀⠹⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⠉⢠⠀⠘⢿⣿⣿⣿⣷⡀⠈⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠁⢠⣴⣿⣷⡀⠀⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣆⠀⠹⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠋⠀⣰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣦⠀⠘⢿⣿⣿⣿⣧⡀⠈⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠋⠀⣠⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⡀⠈⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣄⠀⠹⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠋⠀⣠⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣆⠀⠙⢿⣿⣿⣿⣷⡀⠈⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⠁⢀⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⡀⠈⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣄⠀⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⠁⢀⣴⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣆⠀⠉⠉⠉⠩⠍⠀⠀⠈⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣶⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣶⣾⣿⣿⣿⣷⣶⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
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PLUSH ONE x
(By NeuroFabulous)

Plankton's sleep is deep,
his body at rest, but
starts stirring when Karen's
phone dings with a text.
She jumps, fearing
the sound might disturb him.

Carefully, she pulls her
hand from his, her eyes
never leaving his face.
The plushie remains
under his arm, his antennae
twitching slightly with his
dreams. Karen reads the text from
Hanna, her friend. Her house
is under construction and
needs a place to stay! But
Hanna and Plankton never
met each other..

She thinks for a moment,
weighing her options. Plankton's
autism is still new, and she's
not sure how he'll react
to a stranger in their space.
But Hanna's in need, and
Karen can't ignore that.

Gently, she leans over
and kisses his antennae. "I'll
be right back," she whispers
to his sleeping form. She goes
out front, texting Hanna to
meet her in the front yard.

Her mind races as she
sees Hanna. "Hey, Karen!
Sorry about the short
notice." Hanna says. "It's
ok, just follow me inside,"
Karen says, opening the
front door and closing it
behind them. And yet
Karen's mind is racing.
How will Plankton react?

They enter the bed
room, where Plankton still
sleeps, oblivious to their
guest. Karen takes a
deep breath. "Hanna, this is
Plankton. He's been through
a lot today."

Hanna nods, her eyes
widening at the sight
of the tiny creature. "Hi,"
she says softly.

Plankton's antennae
twitch, and his eye opens
slowly. His gaze flits
between Karen and Hanna,
his body tense.

"It's okay," Karen whispers,
her voice a gentle breeze. "This is
Hanna. She's a friend."

Hanna nods, her smile kind. "Hi,
Plankton," she says, her voice
soft. "You're Karen's husband
right? The one who inven-"

But before she can finish,
Plankton's body jerks upright,
his antennae quivering. "NO!"
he shouts, the word cutting
through the quiet with panic.

Karen's mind races, her eyes
snapping to him. "It's okay,"
she repeats, her voice soothing.
"This is Hanna. She's a friend."

Plankton's gaze flicks between
them, his antennae a blur of
movement. "Friend?" he asks,
his voice tight with fear.

Karen nods. "Yes, a friend,"
she says firmly. "We're safe here."

Hanna nods. "Hi there
Plank..."

But the sound of her
voice sends Plankton into
a spiral of anxiety. His
eye widens, his body
stiffens.

Karen's knowing she's 
made a mistake.
The sudden presence of a
stranger has disrupted
his carefully controlled
environment.

"Shh," she whispers, moving
closer, her movements slow
and deliberate. "It's ok.
This is Hanna, she's here
to stay for a bit."

Plankton's antennae twitch
frantically, his eye darting
between Karen and the new
presence in the room. "Hanna?"
he echoes, his voice filled with
uncertainty.

Hanna nods, her smile gentle.
"That's right," she says softly
before noticing the plushie
on the floor. "Ah, is that
a plushie?"

Plankton's antennae stop moving,
his gaze locked on Hanna's hand
as it reaches for the toy.
"MINE," he says firmly.

Hanna's hand freezes, 
her screen a silent question
as she picked it up.

Plankton's eye tracks the 
movement, his body tense.
He doesn't like change,
his autism demanding
predictability and routine.

Karen knows what to do.
"It's okay," she says, her voice
low and reassuring. "Hanna's
just lo…"

But Plankton's autism
doesn't allow for this.
He snatches the plushie
from Hanna's hand, his
body rigid. "MINE!" he 
shouts sharply.

This was a mistake,
introducing change so
suddenly into his life.

"I'm sorry," Hanna says,
her hand dropping to her
side. "I didn't kn-"

But Plankton's
fear has turned
to anger. "NO!" he
shouts, his antennae
flaring. "MINE!"

Karen's eyes widen,
his outburst echoing
in the room.
Her mind is
racing to find the right
words, the right way to
comfort him. She knows
his autism has made him
hyper-aware of his possessions.

"It's okay, Plankton," she says,
her voice a calm river.
"Hanna didn't mean to take it.
It's still yours."

His antennae slowly
retract, his body loosening.
He looks at Karen, his
eye searching for truth.

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cuh it's just a digital cat n it's not that serious. reposting won't stop anything. if you were actually that worried about the emojis, you would've just ignored the cat instead of pointing it out. people can see, you don't see anyone else complaining about it. dk what you thought you did, but it was actually useless to really do that. just like how you're probably not gonna see this, no one will really take time to 'check out' your complaint. you could simply ignore it. please stfu you sound so goofy bro.༯

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ᶠᶸᶜᵏme𓀐𓂸∿

x 18

||♯delray is writing!||ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁™️

delray berry ave ex berry avenue x old-fashioned

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letter v o x | =

⬛⬛⬛⬛⬜⬜⬛⬜⬜⬜⬛
⬛⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬛⬜⬜⬜⬛
⬛⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬛⬜⬜⬜⬛
⬛⬛⬛⬛⬜⬜⬛⬜⬜⬜⬛
⬛⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬛⬜⬜⬜⬛
⬛⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬛⬜⬜⬜⬛
⬛⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬛⬜⬜⬜⬛
⬛⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜⬛⬛⬛⬛⬛

x letter

𐔌﹒❰ ❦ ❱﹒!ᶻz

a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z latin alphabet roman alphabet alphabet symbol letter

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ ʚɞ ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

mommy ma x

♥

x o the weeknd

| 🧃| Del's writing ! ` ` |✍🏽| ' / ★彡

delray berry ave ex berry avenue x old-fashioned

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CHIP AND FAIL x
(Autistic author)

Plankton's antennae quivered, his
body trembling. "You want to help?"
he demanded, his voice a thunderclap.
"Then LISTEN!" His antennae shot
straight up, his body rigid with
tension. "Just because I freeze
up, it doesn't mean you get to
paw at me like a sea urchin
without a care in the world!"

Chip's screen filled with hurt, his
hands dropping to his sides. "But
Dad," he began, his voice trembling.
"I just wanted to make it better, seeing
you're not acting like an adult or even
a good dad with your dramatically fitful
tantrum." His words were like salt on
an open wound, but he didn't know
better, his innocence a blunt weapon.

Plankton's antennae snapped back,
his eye narrowing. "Out," he said, his
voice a glacial wind. "You don't get
to be in here right now."

Chip's eyes filled with shock, then
hurt, as the reality of his father's
words sank in. "But Dad, I didn't
mean..."

But Plankton was a wall of ice,
his antennae stiff and unyielding.
"No, get out," he repeated, his voice a
chilling wind that sliced through
Chip's protests. "I want you out of
my sight, Chip. Just go." His eye was
a storm cloud, threatening rain.

Chip felt the sting of his dad's
words, the coldness of his rejection.
He took a step back, his hand
dropping to his side. "But Dad,
I just want to..."

But Plankton's antennae remained
stiff, his voice unyielding. "Out," he
repeated, his eye a storm cloud
ready to burst. "You don't get to
stay here after saying that."

Chip's eyes searched his father's,
his own filled with a mix of hurt
and bewilderment. "But Dad," he
whispered, "I don't..."

But Plankton's antennae remained
rigid, his voice like ice. "I said,
OUT." His anger was a palpable
thing in the room, a force that
pushed Chip backward, despite
his father's physical stillness.

With a final look of hurt and
disbelief, Chip turned and left,
his footsteps echoing down the
hallway like the ghosts of all
the moments he had hoped to
share with his father. Plankton
watched him go, his heart a leaden
weight in his chest. Those words 
Chip used might as well be
unforgivable.

Karen's eyes were wide with
concern, but she knew better than
to push him in that moment. She
knew his triggers, and how Chip
inadvertently said the wrong thing.
She knew he actually doesn't want
to bring attention, and
being told his pleas for boundaries
have been called tantrums, by his
own son, in his own room...

Karen knew how his moments of
'twitching' and 'freezes' and 'mishaps'
and 'venting' as he preferred to call
them, being called tantrums...

Plankton closed his eye,
his body trembling with the effort of
holding back his own tears.

Karen approached him cautiously,
her screen filled with worry. "Honey,
are you okay?" she asked, her voice
gentle as a summer breeze.

Plankton's antennae drooped, his body
slumped in the chair. "No," he murmured,
his voice thick with pain. "But I will be."
He took a deep, shuddering breath,
his chest rising and falling like the tides.

Karen watched him, her heart in her
throat. She knew the storm would
pass, but the wreckage it left
behind was always the same. She
reached out a tentative hand, her touch
feather-light on his shoulder. "Do
you want me to explain to Chip?"
she offered, her voice a whisper.

Plankton's antennae twitched, his
body still trembling. "No," he
managed to say, his voice a rasp. His
eye remained closed, his breaths
coming in shallow gasps.

Karen's hand hovered for a
moment before retreating, her
heart breaking for her husband.
"Okay," she murmured, giving him the
space he needed. She knew the
importance of respecting his boundaries
now more than ever. "He just didn't know
how much his wording hurt you.."

"I know," Plankton said, his voice
barely audible. "But that doesn't
make it sting any less." He took
another deep breath, his antennae
twitching with the effort of calming
his racing thoughts.

Karen's hand hovered over him,
wanting to comfort but knowing
not to push. "If he asks, can I tell
him? You know, so he doesn't..."

Plankton's antennae twitched again,
his eye finally opening. "Only if he
specifically asks about it," he said,
his voice stronger now. "Otherwise he 
needs to understand for himself and
figure it out if he wants to help so bad."

Karen nodded, her screen filled with
understanding. She knew her husband's
pride and the importance of their
son coming to terms with his condition
without being forced to. She gave him
a gentle squeeze. "I'll be here," she said.
"For both of you."

The room remained silent
for a long moment, the only sound the
soft ticking of the clock on the wall.
Plankton took another deep breath,
his antennae slowly unfurling. "Thank
you," he murmured, his voice a whisper.

Karen's eyes searched his, her hand
still on his shoulder. "Do you want
to talk about it?" she asked, her voice
a gentle caress.

Plankton took a moment to
consider. The storm in his head
was beginning to abate, the pain
lessening with each passing
second. "I'd just like some
time to myself."

Karen nodded, her screen
filling with love and sadness.
"I'll make sure he doesn't bother
you," she promised, her voice a
soft whisper. She knew how
important it was for Plankton to
have space.

Chip stood in his room, the
closed door a barrier between him
and his father's pain. He felt like
a sea urchin thrown onto the
sharp rocks of misunderstanding,
his spikes no match for the
storm of emotions that had just
erupted. He couldn't help but
wonder if he had made things
worse. He had wanted to connect,
but instead, he had hurt the one
person he loved most.

His mind raced, trying to
piece together the puzzle of his
father's behavior. The words "autism
spectrum" echoed in his thoughts,
a mysterious code he hadn't
known existed. He had heard the
term before, but it had always
been a distant concept, not
something that could affect his
own life. 

He sat down on his bed, his
hands shaking. He felt like he had
just been handed a treasure map
without knowing how to read it. His
dad's condition was a treasure, a
key to understanding the man he
idolized, but the map was written
in a language he hadn't learned.

With each passing second, the
weight of his father's words grew
heavier. He had never thought
about the world from Plankton's
perspective, had never considered that
his touch could be anything but
comforting. The realization hit him
like a tidal wave, knocking the
wind out of him.

chip and fail Chip Plankton II Sheldon J. Plankton & Chip Plankton II Karen/Chip Plankton II x

𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘴, 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘺. ▶︎ •၊၊||၊|။|||| | ♪♫

volume saint x abc

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music jjkgyik common year starting on wednesday x decade half 4 least six aesthetic

here is the school song (matilda the musical) but in Thai (translated on Google translate): 
เฮ้ย! เด็กใหม่เหรอ?
แล้วคุณคิดว่าคุณสามารถ
เอาชีวิตรอดจากความยุ่งเหยิงนี้ได้โดยเป็นเจ้าชายหรือเจ้าหญิง
ไม่นานคุณก็จะเห็น
ไม่มีทางหนีจากโศกนาฏกรรมได้
และแม้ว่า
คุณจะทุ่มเทความพยายามอย่างหนัก
คุณก็กำลังเสียพลังงานไปโดยเปล่าประโยชน์
เพราะชีวิตของคุณที่คุณรู้จักคือประวัติศาสตร์โบราณ
ฉันทนทุกข์ทรมานในคุกแห่งนี้
ฉันติดอยู่ในกรงนี้มาเป็นเวลานาน
นรกบนดินแห่งนี้!
แต่ถ้าฉันพยายาม ฉันจะจำได้
ย้อนกลับไปก่อนที่ชีวิตของฉันจะสิ้นสุดลง
ก่อนที่วันแห่งความสุขของฉันจะสิ้นสุดลง
ก่อนที่ฉันจะได้ยินเสียงระฆังดังเป็นครั้งแรก
เช่นเดียวกับคุณ ฉันอยากรู้อยากเห็น
ไร้เดียงสามาก ฉันถามคำถามนับพันคำถาม
แต่เว้นแต่คุณต้องการทนทุกข์ทรมาน
ฟังนะ แล้วฉันจะสอนคุณ
สิ่งหนึ่งหรือสองสิ่ง
คุณฟังที่นี่ ที่รัก
คุณจะถูกลงโทษอย่างรุนแรงหากคุณทำผิดกฎ
และถ้าคุณร้องไห้ คุณจะยิ่งร้องไห้หนักขึ้น
คุณควรอยู่ห่างจากปัญหา
และจำไว้ว่าต้องระมัดระวังอย่างยิ่ง
ทำไม?
ทำไม?
ทำไม? คุณได้ยินสิ่งที่เราพูดไหม?
รอเรียนพละศึกษาก่อน!
พละศึกษาคืออะไร?
พละศึกษา
ความพิเศษของ Trunchbull
คุณเป็นใคร?
เราเป็นหัวหน้าห้อง เราอยู่ที่นี่เพื่อพาคุณไปเรียน
งั้นเราจะเริ่มเรียนกันใช่ไหม?
โอ้ คุณจะเริ่มเรียนแล้ว โอเค
เยี่ยมเลย! ฉันรู้ตัวอักษรแล้ว!
คุณจะไม่รู้ตัวอักษรจนกว่าเราจะเรียนตัวอักษรให้คุณ
แล้วคุณก็คิดว่าคุณสามารถ
เอาชีวิตรอดจากความยุ่งเหยิงนี้ด้วยการเป็นเจ้าชายหรือเจ้าหญิง
ไม่นานคุณก็จะรู้
ไม่มีทางหนีจากโศกนาฏกรรมได้
และแม้ว่าคุณจะทุ่มเทความพยายามมากเพียงใด
คุณก็กำลังเสียพลังงานไปโดยเปล่าประโยชน์
เพราะชีวิตของคุณที่คุณรู้จักนั้นเป็นประวัติศาสตร์โบราณ
ฉันต้องทนทุกข์ทรมานในคุกแห่งนี้
ฉันถูกขังอยู่ในกรงนี้มาเป็นเวลานาน
นรกบนดินแห่งนี้! แต่ถ้าฉันลอง ฉันก็จำได้
ย้อนกลับไปก่อนที่ชีวิตของฉันจะสิ้นสุดลง
ก่อนที่วันแห่งความสุขของฉันจะสิ้นสุดลง
ก่อนที่ฉันจะได้ยินเสียงระฆังดังลั่นเป็นครั้งแรก
เช่นเดียวกับคุณ ฉันอยากรู้อยากเห็น
ไร้เดียงสามาก ฉันถามคำถามนับพันคำถาม
แต่เว้นแต่คุณต้องการที่จะทุกข์ทรมาน
ฟังนะ แล้วฉันจะสอนคุณ
สิ่งหนึ่งหรือสองสิ่ง
คุณฟังที่นี่ ที่รัก
คุณจะถูกลงโทษอย่างรุนแรงหากคุณทำผิดกฎ
และหากคุณร้องไห้ คุณจะยิ่งร้องไห้หนักขึ้นเป็นสองเท่า
คุณควรอยู่ห่างจากปัญหา
และจำไว้ว่าต้องระมัดระวังอย่างยิ่ง
ทำไม?
ทำไม?
ทำไม? คุณไม่ได้ยินสิ่งที่เราพูดเหรอ? ฉันเพิ่งรู้ว่าบางคนยังไม่เข้าชั้นเรียน
แก้ไขตรงนี้ คุณมีห้าวินาทีในการปฏิบัติตาม
A, B, C, D, E, F, G (ห้า)
H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P (สี่!)
Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X (สาม)
Y, Y, Y, Y, Y, Y, Y (สอง)
ลาเวนเดอร์ มาทิลดา เข้ามา เร็วเข้า!
(หนึ่ง!) รอเรียนพละศึกษาก่อน!
Yayyyy!!!. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁.

strawb_mxlks imveyhappy1234 matilda matilda the musical lyrics translation a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z school song

he/him

pronouns x

🥷🏿
  hh𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓰𝓪

nigg q x

⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆🇴☯︎☻

n x

⣠⣤⣤⣠⣄⣤⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣤⣤⣤⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣤⣤⣤⣤⣤⣄⢀⣀⠀⠀⡀⠀⢀⠀⡀⠀⡀⢀⠀⡀⢀⢀⣀⣀⢀⣀⠀⣀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠀⡄⠀⢀⡀⣤⣤⣤⣤
⣻⣾⢷⣻⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠈⠀⢨⣿⣿⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠘⣤⠃⡜⠀⡰⣈⣦⢤⣃⠘⡄⢣⢐⡡⠎⣿⣻⡆⡀⠁⢑⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢌⡇⠀⠼⣊⢿⣿⣿⣿
⣙⣯⣻⣟⣿⣿⣿⣧⠀⠀⠄⠁⢠⣿⣿⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⢘⠴⠰⡠⣴⣿⣿⣿⣾⣿⣿⣶⣖⢦⣇⡍⣿⣿⣻⣤⣀⢄⢀⠀⠀⢀⠀⠀⣾⡇⠀⠽⠁⣂⠈⠀⢹
⢼⣭⣥⡌⢙⣻⣿⣿⣀⠀⠀⠀⠠⣿⣿⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⠸⠀⠈⣱⣾⣿⣿⢿⣿⡿⢿⡿⣿⣿⣷⡄⠀⠁⠈⡁⣸⣷⣶⣴⣒⡁⠀⠀⠹⠃⠀⡃⠈⠸⠴⠖⡿
⣶⣭⣳⣟⣷⣿⣿⣿⣟⠀⠀⠀⠐⣻⣿⣿⣇⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⣿⡟⣶⡁⠀⠐⠄⢊⣿⡿⣡⠿⣛⡍⠦⣌⢭⢛⢿⣿⠆⡀⠐⠠⢡⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣥⠂⠀⠀⢌
⢼⣿⣟⡾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠈⣿⣿⣞⢜⢅⠝⠀⠀⠸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣵⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⠁⠀⢞⣫⡴⣖⢦⣛⢦⢲⡌⠣⠐⠈⡠⢦⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡟⢀⣀⣃⡌
⡷⢾⣳⣽⣻⣿⠿⠛⠿⠀⠀⢀⠀⠸⣿⡿⡇⢎⢢⠀⠀⠀⣿⣿⣿⣷⢯⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⢐⡤⠂⡄⠂⠹⣽⢮⡝⣮⢧⠍⣆⠡⡐⠑⠎⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡄⠀⡏⠘⡿⢿⣐
⣟⢻⡱⠚⠉⠙⠋⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⡮⠇⠈⠉⠀⠀⠀⢿⣿⣿⣿⣯⡇⠰⣀⠀⠀⠀⢌⣃⣠⠴⣾⣻⢯⣞⣳⡀⠀⢃⡆⠈⠀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠐⢗⢸⣟⡏⠼
⣈⠁⠒⠉⠐⠂⠀⠀⠂⠀⠀⠀⣿⢻⡷⢸⣿⢸⡟⣻⡞⣿⡟⢿⣿⣿⣿⡇⠰⠁⠀⢠⠰⠀⠞⡴⠻⣏⡽⣋⣞⣥⣻⠁⣼⣧⢀⡀⠐⠤⢀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⡇⣈⠈⠀⢠
⣀⣰⠂⠠⠀⢀⠀⠀⠰⠀⠀⠀⣿⢲⣶⢸⣿⢸⣟⣿⡴⣿⣶⠿⣽⢟⣿⡇⢨⠱⡁⠀⠀⠀⠈⡔⠱⣎⣾⣽⡾⣞⡷⡉⢾⡯⠆⡥⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠐⠂⠉⠐⠁⠀⠈
⣘⠧⡇⢘⡷⡈⠀⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠛⠛⠋⠘⢟⠸⠏⠟⠃⠛⢛⢪⣾⣿⣿⡇⢆⣳⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢘⡇⢾⣹⣿⣽⢯⡷⣁⢩⠳⡩⠄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠼⣍⡓⣈⠤⡄⠀⠀⠐⠉⠓⠄⢀⠀⠀⢀⡈⢴⠰⠶⠀⠀⠐⠝⢩⣵⢋⣧⣽⣶⣶⢶⢶⢲⠆⠈⡾⣧⣛⠾⣽⣳⡟⠃⡀⢧⡑⢎⢆⠻⣶⡤⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⠀
⠹⣬⠛⢭⡙⠀⡠⠄⠀⠈⠉⠀⠀⠃⠀⠈⠀⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⠔⣳⢾⣟⡿⠿⣛⣧⡄⠀⣿⣱⢯⡻⣹⡗⣯⠤⣶⠷⠀⣞⢾⣞⠇⠀⠀⢰⡦⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡂⠀
⠀⠈⠉⠀⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⠐⡀⢜⡡⣟⠾⢙⣼⣿⣿⡇⠀⢻⡼⣳⣝⢷⡻⢃⢴⡫⣟⣧⠸⣿⣾⣧⡄⠀⠠⣿⡉⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣅⡀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⠁⠀⠁⠀⢜⡰⢍⠒⢟⡉⣼⣿⣷⠀⠰⣏⠷⡎⠇⢠⡝⣮⡁⠻⣾⣧⢻⣿⣿⣯⠑⡂⠰⣇⠆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠠⣼⣟⣾⢿
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠤⠀⠀⠀⠀⠊⠀⠉⠈⠃⠙⠌⠓⡸⠄⠓⢠⠓⣬⢋⠶⣞⣹⣿⠇⠀⠀⠈⠛⢀⣴⣫⡞⣧⠷⣔⢣⡙⠆⢻⣿⣿⣷⡀⠘⣿⠀⠀⠄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠉⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⠀⠠⠀⠤⠀⢂⠀⠀⢀⠀⠀⣠⢐⠳⢐⡧⠂⣨⢾⣓⡲⠤⡤⢭⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠌⠳⠌⠣⠙⠠⠛⠜⣃⡽⣦⠈⢿⣿⣿⣷⡀⢸⠀⠀⣤⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⣠⣆⠀⠀⣀⣁⢠⠐⣠⠠⡰⢐⢆⣠⢉⣀⠌⠡⢀⣨⣶⠟⠠⣛⠥⣇⢫⡗⢲⠲⠶⠒⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠀⠤⣉⣛⡙⣛⣛⣧⠻⣝⡷⡤⢻⣿⣿⣿⡀⠀⠘⠁⠠⡀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⣻⢵⣊⢧⣻⢯⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣻⣿⣿⡿⠉⠉⠛⠁⠀⠀⠡⠓⠌⠻⣌⡃⠛⠒⠁⠀⠀⢀⠀⠀⢀⠐⠲⠬⠥⠬⠽⢶⣩⠣⠝⡳⠈⠿⡿⢿⣷⠄⠀⠀⠀⢀⣷⢦⡴⣲⢴
⡿⣯⣟⢶⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⡻⢟⡷⣹⢦⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠆⠀⠐⠚⠒⠋⠁⠈⠁⠈⠀⠀⠠⡙⡧⢎⠳⡠⠀⢠⣬⡰⠯⠟⠻⠛
⣟⢧⣟⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣯⣿⣯⣟⣿⣟⡺⣽⠃⠀⢭⡟⡽⢶⠤⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⡴⣩⣴⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣦⡀⠄⡷
⣛⡮⣿⣽⣿⣿⣽⣯⣿⣿⣿⣾⡽⣯⢿⣦⣀⠴⠃⣈⣑⠱⠾⢷⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣴⣶⡿⣟⢿⣻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣦⣭
⡳⣝⢮⡷⣯⣟⡾⡍⢷⣿⣻⣟⣿⣯⡿⣾⡽⣣⢤⠛⠉⠀⢆⠦⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡰⣜⡻⣼⢳⡝⣾⢯⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡦
⣱⢫⡞⡵⣯⢾⣻⢷⡌⠶⢛⡾⣹⢷⡿⣷⡿⣽⣃⢳⣦⡀⠈⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡄⢎⡵⢪⡕⣎⢧⡹⢋⡞⠁⣾⣻⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇
⡜⣣⠞⣵⢫⡾⣽⣻⢿⣄⠘⡜⢧⣛⡾⣽⣻⣷⠛⣼⣯⣟⣶⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡴⣎⠷⠘⣣⢜⡣⣜⠲⡌⠱⠉⣀⣼⣷⢯⣟⡽⣿⡿⣿⠀
⠼⣡⢛⡼⢣⡟⣼⣻⡟⣾⡄⠘⢣⢏⡾⣵⢻⢎⢞⣿⣿⣾⣿⣞⣷⣦⡒⢖⡲⢄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣀⢀⠀⣠⢶⡻⡽⣙⢮⣁⠎⢮⡱⢎⠵⡈⠀⡰⡽⢯⣿⣿⣟⣾⣱⡿⠇⠈
⡸⢡⢏⡜⡧⡝⢶⡹⣞⢧⣟⡀⠐⠊⠖⣉⠣⣵⢿⣟⡿⣿⢯⣿⣳⣯⠽⣦⡙⢮⡀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡏⢷⡈⡴⣚⢵⣫⢵⢫⡝⣞⡴⣑⠃⠝⣊⠑⠀⠰⣱⢹⢯⣻⢯⣟⡾⣵⡟⠀⠀
⡱⢃⡞⢬⢳⡹⢧⡝⣮⢳⣎⠇⠀⠐⠨⣐⠻⣜⢧⢯⢿⡽⣯⣻⣳⢯⡟⣶⡩⢆⠁⢠⠠⠐⡌⢞⣡⢚⡱⡜⢮⡜⣮⢓⡞⣥⢫⡝⣲⢁⡀⠄⠀⠱⡈⠗⣎⠳⣫⢞⡽⡟⠀⠀⠀
⢱⢫⠔⡘⢎⡵⣫⢞⡵⢯⣞⡃⠀⠠⠀⠀⠉⠜⢪⠝⣎⢷⡹⢧⣟⣯⢿⣶⡹⣧⠀⡤⠀⠰⡜⢮⡲⣍⢶⡙⢧⡙⢶⡩⢚⠤⢃⠜⠀⠁⠀⠀⠀⠠⠑⣈⠤⣞⡵⣯⢿⠁⠀⠀⠀
⢣⠚⡆⠡⠘⣜⣣⢟⣼⡳⣞⣥⠀⠐⠀⠀⠀⠈⠀⠚⡜⢮⡹⢧⡻⣞⡟⣶⣟⡶⣛⡔⠀⠱⣭⢳⡽⣎⢧⡝⢮⡙⢦⡱⣉⠢⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢢⠱⣎⢿⣼⣛⡾⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀
⢢⡙⠤⣘⠡⠰⢭⡞⡶⣝⡯⣞⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠐⠠⠙⠦⣙⠮⣝⠮⣝⠞⣓⡎⣀⣲⣉⠷⠹⡝⠮⡙⠶⢉⠆⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢆⡻⣼⢯⣾⢿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⢂⡑⠢⢌⠂⡁⠪⡵⣛⡾⣵⡻⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⢤⣐⣈⣴⣬⣶⣶⣿⣿⢽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⡔⢤⡀⠂⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠰⣭⣳⣯⣿⡿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⢢⠘⠁⠂⠁⢠⠀⢱⢫⡽⣾⣽⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣴⣮⡽⣯⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡋⠁⠀⣻⡽⡿⣿⣾⣦⢄⣩⣿⣷⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⢳⣳⣿⣿⡿⠁⡀⠆⠠⢀⠀⠀⠠
⠀⠀⡶⣄⡄⣼⠁⠀⠋⠚⢁⣠⡴⣿⢦⡀⡴⢿⣿⣷⣻⣿⢿⣿⣿⣽⣷⣿⣾⣿⣷⣿⢧⣿⣿⣿⡟⡯⡷⠍⡺⢿⣟⣶⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⠰⣈⠛⠿⠟⠁⡐⣀⠣⠐⣀⠂⡀⠀
⠠⣞⣷⣻⣾⣷⣿⣮⠀⠺⣝⢯⣗⢯⣻⡕⡰⡈⡽⣾⡹⣏⣯⣿⣿⣿⣽⢯⣞⠷⠛⠎⠉⠘⠋⠓⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⣿⣷⡏⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣷⣚⣿⣿⡖⢂⠂⢡⠀⠆⡑⢠⠘⢄⡀
⣩⣟⡾⣯⣟⡶⠙⠂⠀⠀⢎⡻⡼⣯⣳⠢⠥⠙⠲⢧⡻⣵⢳⡞⣶⠯⡽⡛⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠱⣿⣇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠐⣧⣟⣾⣷⡇⠠⠘⢠⠘⡠⠑⡀⠎⠄⡂
⣷⡹⡽⡑⠎⠁⠀⠀⠀⢈⢨⠳⡽⣖⢯⡔⠂⡙⢳⠎⢷⢫⢷⡹⢧⣳⠒⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣹⠧⠄⠀⠀⠀⣙⢲⠻⣟⢿⠁⡈⢡⠂⢡⠀⠢⠐⠈⠤⣁
⢮⡕⠲⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢡⢓⣭⣟⢾⢀⣀⣁⠊⣥⡚⢨⡏⣓⠊⣖⠀⣀⣀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣀⣀⠀⢀⣀⡸⣆⣰⣿⠟⡄⠀⣀⣄⢎⢇⣿⣨⠟⢀⠠⠁⡘⠠⠘⢀⠡⠌⡃⡔
⠣⠌⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⢱⠒⣶⢱⢨⡏⣿⠀⣿⣇⢸⡇⣻⣇⣿⢄⡟⣿⡀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣏⡽⠇⣼⢹⡇⢹⣿⡈⣤⠀⠐⠇⣾⠇⡾⢿⡏⠀⠀⠀⠡⠐⠡⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠱⡹⠔⠧⣊⢸⡧⢿⡀⣿⣂⢼⡇⢽⡾⣿⢸⡷⢽⡇⠀⠀⠀⢸⣷⢹⡆⣿⠼⣧⢸⣿⡉⠉⠁⠀⣼⡏⠠⠧⣼⡧⠀⠤⢀⢤⠠⡄⣌⢁⡀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⢀⠀⠀⢀⠐⡀⠂⠈⠄⠁⠈⠙⠉⠁⠉⠁⠈⠁⠉⠉⠨⠁⠉⠀⠍⠩⢁⠈⠁⠀⠀⠀⠈⠉⠈⠉⠉⠀⠉⠈⠁⠐⠁⠂⠈⠉⠉⡁⠀⠉⠁⠀⣩⢌⠬⡱⣙⠬⠧⠭⢯⠽⣽

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ten x angre

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tired x corners exhaust corner tire out

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x heatbreak loss failure ❌ diminution damage disadvantage

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ults: gidle, nmixx, young p, itzy !!
among others, mostly skz and en-
15 yo, she/her, lesbian, arg ☆☆☆
dc: @luckyxx929 twt/x: @_25lucky
ig: @luckywannadie (dont use it tho)
wttpd: @luckyhitstheklaxon
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( changing frequently !! <3 )

to   my    friends    :
gurlss, si ven esto, i'm not me :))

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blood type greek alphabet voiced bilabial stop z w k o s x q aleph

yall stfu already.

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