I saw this car accidentally run into a delivery truck filled with seanut brittle gag toys. The good thing though is that no one was injured in the accident, but this scene was just downright hilarious. I helped them out with cleaning up the scene, and Patrick was there. Yes, that guy with pink hair who never wears a shirt and just walks around in green board shorts with purple flowers on them. He was opening up the remaining intact jars of seanut brittle gag toys, only for him to realize over and over again that he is not getting any seanut brittle from those jars but instead, purple springs will just keep coming out of the jars and leave them empty.
After that, I went in the Chum Bucket. It was just as desolate as it was when I first got in there. The walls were still dingy and dusty. Sheldon Plankton was in the computer chamber, talking to Karen, his computer wife as he whines about life as usual. I stood by the door and waited for him to finish.
"Ugh... just like any ordinary day... a day without customers," Sheldon said angrily and sadly as he wiped the tears from his crimson eyes. "What am I to do? Neptune is such a blasted barnacle head for creating me like this! A short-statured, insignificant, unattractive man that nobody wants to be around with. All things I plan never work out. They always fail! I've already ran out of ideas. I've used up all the files in my plans from A to ZZ. I give up! Perhaps I should just kill myself! The world will be better off without me anyway. It's not that anyone will bow down to someone like me... a failure in life, an underachieving ne'er-do-well."
"Don't give up just yet, honey," Karen said as she patted his back with her robotic hands. "Why not make a plan ZZA and start anew?"
"I've done that for so many times already. I make a plan, I execute the plan, and Mr. Krabs is always there to sabotage my plan. It all boils down to me being given a swirly down the toilet or trampled upon. I'm tired, Karen. I've also tried to start anew and forget about Krabby Patties when I opened up the Chumporium. That was really what I wanted, and I was happy with it. But all Mr. Krabs did was ruin that not-so-evil plan by leading me back to where I always fail at with his convoluted scheme. Deep inside, despite my desperate attempts to renew myself, I always end up with my burning desire to acquire the Krabby Patty formula."
"Oh, and by the way, is that C'ren by the door? That girl who coincidentally shares with me but with a varied spelling?" Karen said.
"Hello," Sheldon said as he ran to me eagerly. "What can I do for you, customer?"
"Sorry Sheldon," I said. "I'm actually full right now, but I went here because I need your help."
"You don't need me for that," Sheldon said. "I always bungle at everything anyway. I mean, you're really good at what you do... which is to RUIN my life further! Just the mere Neptune-damn fact that you applied for a job at the Krusty Krab drew more customers to his place and left mine unnoticed if not avoided! And you expect me to help you? Sure, you may have a pretty face, but I look beyond just that when it comes to women. Karen is the only woman I will ever love, even if she is, technically, not a woman but a computer, but still. And I meant Karen with a K and an A, not a C and an apostrophe. Sure, I may be mean to her at times and perhaps I take her for granted, but she is the only one who ever tells me that I can. She's the only one who ever saw my importance at all, if any, or at least assured me that my life has a purpose besides the entertainment of that blasted barnacle head Mr. Krabs. Where did you get such a silly name anyway?"
"I have no idea about that," I replied. "And it's none of your business. Look, I'm sorry that I applied for a job at the Krusty Krab and attracted more customers to his place, but that is just a stepping stone for my bigger plans."
"What plans?" Sheldon asked.
"No one should know about that for now," I said. "My plan will unravel when the time is right. But for now, I need your help with making a chemical that will help Justin breathe underwater. He is an important catalyst for the fulfillment of the Master Plan. I'm succeeding so far, because Justin has finally ditched Selena for me. He said so himself. I can't believe it. He cheated on her."
"Why would I do that?" Sheldon said. "He set you up for a date in the Krusty Krab and not my place. Besides, he never even bought anything from me. Also, about that time when you bought a chum stick from me, I can sense that you're just lying to me so that I'll feel better. But I'm not feeling any better at all! So why should I do that, you liar? Answer me!"
"If you help me with this, I will find a way to steal the Krabby Patty formula from Mr. Krabs," I said. I know that this is the only way to convince Sheldon to help me out.
[AN: Thanks for the help. I could use that information next time I type a word with the accent e. Testing... resumé. It works! I type on a windows computer, by the way. Lotsaluv from Monica.]