"Hi, my boss Mr. Krabs told me I need to work on my people skills and to volunteer.." SpongeBob says in the surgery room before recognizing Plankton and Karen. Plankton lay on the operating table, a small tube delivering medicine that kept him asleep. Karen sat by him. "Plankton‽" "Plankton's had his wisdom teeth removed." She glanced at the sleeping Plankton with affection. Sponge Bob leaned closer. He poked Plankton gently. "Hey, Plankton; wake up, buddy!" No response. Plankton's breathing remained slow and even, the rhythm unchanged by Sponge Bob's nudges. Karen's robotic hand shot up to stop Sponge Bob's poking. "He's not going to wake up anytime soon, Sponge Bob. The anesthesia will wear off in a couple of hours," she explained in her usual monotone. Sponge Bob's bubbly demeanor deflated a bit. He had never seen Plankton so... peaceful. Usually the tiny villain was full of mischief and plotting his next Krabby Patty heist. But the sight of his arch-nemesis helpless and snoring? "Karen, do you think a little light chat would help him wake up?" "Sponge Bob, the purpose of anesthesia is to keep him unconscious during surgery and ensure a painless recovery. Your efforts are futile." Undeterred, Sponge Bob leaned in closer. "Come on, Plankton. Time to wakey-wakey!" He waved his hands in front of Plankton's face, creating a gentle breeze that tickled his antennae. Still, Plankton remained steadfast in his slumber, oblivious to the world around him. Karen sighed again, the closest she ever got to expressing exasperation. "As I said, Sponge Bob, he's under the effects of anesthesia. There's nothing you can do to wake him up." She went back to reading her magazine, the glow from her screen casting a soft blue light on her metallic features. Sponge Bob studied Plankton's sleeping features. His mouth was open just enough to reveal his top row of teeth, and Sponge Bob had to stifle a giggle when a small bubble of drool formed at the corner of his mouth. "You know," he mused aloud, "I never realized Plankton had such a... cute snoring sound." The statement hung in the air, and even the normally stoic Karen couldn't resist cracking a smile. "Cute is hardly the word I'd use," she murmured, but the warmth in her voice belied the affection she had for her partner. Sponge Bob's curiosity grew as he continued to gaze at the unconscious Plankton. He'd seen him in various states before—angry, plotting and occasionally defeated—but never so vulnerable. The sight was strange yet fascinating. He reached out and carefully wiped away the drool. Plankton's head lolled to the side, but he remained asleep. SpongeBob put his head back up on a pillow. Plankton's snores grew quieter as his head settled into the cushioned embrace. "Don't worry, Plankton," he whispered, patting the villain's arm gently. "I'll watch over you." Sponge Bob's curiosity grew stronger as he watched the drool form at the side of Plankton's mouth. He leaned in closer, studying the phenomenon. He'd never noticed Plankton drool before. "It's like a tiny river," he said to himself. What would happen if he tried to touch it? He tapped it lightly. It wobbled, bulging slightly before collapsing back into its original state. He poked the drool again. This time, it grew slightly larger before popping, leaving a tiny, wet splatter on the pillow. Plankton's snores grew louder for a moment, but didn't stir. Sponge Bob couldn't resist a grin spreading across his face. "Looks like he's enjoying his nap," he whispered to Karen who remained engrossed in her magazine. The drool was fascinating—like a living organism, pulsating with every one of Plankton's breaths. He poked it again, gently this time. The drool grew larger, stretching out like a bubble of gum. It was almost mesmerizing. "I wonder if I can make it pop," he thought, eyes gleaming with child-like excitement. Slowly, Sponge Bob poked the drool bubble once more. It grew to the size of a marble before it burst with a tiny splat, splattering on to the pillow. Plankton's snoring remained undisturbed. Sponge Bob could see the light from the ceiling reflecting off the droplet's surface. He waited, the anticipation building, eyes fixed on the wobbling mass. At the last second, he poked it. The bubble popped with a sound that echoed through the quiet room. Plankton's snore caught in his throat for a split second, then resumed with renewed vigor. The splatter was more substantial this time, leaving a wet spot on the pillow. The sudden noise made Karen look up from her magazine. "What on earth are you doing, Sponge Bob?" she asked, voice a mix of annoyance and amusement. "Just... science," Sponge Bob said, his grin unabated. "I'm studying Plankton's snoring pattern... and drool." Karen rolled her digital eyes. "Fine. Just don't wake him. And for the love of Krabby Patties, please don't make a mess." She returned her focus to her magazine, seemingly unfazed by the sight of her arch-enemy playing with drool. Sponge Bob nodded solemnly, his eyes lighting up with newfound purpose. He decided to be more strategic in his scientific endeavor. He would need precision and timing. The drool bubble grew again, this time larger and more robust. Sponge Bob waited, his heart beating faster with every pulse of Plankton's snore. He took a deep breath, held it, and at the peak of the snore's crescendo, poked the bubble with a controlled flick. It exploded with a sound like a miniature water balloon, splattering across Plankton's cheek. The pillow was now a Jackson Pollock canvas of drool. Plankton's snoring hitched but he didn't wake. "Oops," Sponge Bob whispered, giggling quietly. He reached for a near by tissue to clean up the mess, his eyes glancing nervously at Karen. She peeked over her magazine, the corners of her robotic mouth curving upward slightly. "If you're going to play, at least be tidy," she said, voice a blend of reprimand and amusement. Sponge Bob nodded, eyes sparkling with mischief. "Of course, Karen," he whispered back, dabbing at Plankton's cheek with the tissue. The drool was sticky and clung to the fabric but Sponge Bob managed to clean when Plankton's snoring hitched. This time, Plankton's eyes opened a crack, his single eyelid revealing a sliver of his iris before dropping shut again. "What's going on?" he mumbled sleepily. Sponge Bob froze, tissue in mid-air. "Oh nothing," he said quickly, trying to sound nonchalant. "Just admiring your snoring." Plankton's eyelid quivered but remained shut. "Mmph." His mouth moved around the word. "Don't worry, buddy," Sponge Bob said softly patting Plankton's arm. "You're just resting. Nothing to worry about." The half-awake Plankton mumbled something unintelligible, and Sponge Bob took it as a sign to back off. He retreated to his chair, watching as Karen put down her magazine and began to fuss over Plankton, checking his vitals and making sure he was comfortable. For once, he wasn't at odds with Plankton.

ᶠᵒʳᵍᵉᵗ ᵐᵉ ⁿᵒᵗ pt. 3 ⁽ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᴮᵒᵇ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜ⁾ "ᵂᵉˡᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ!" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵍʳᵉᵉᵗᵉᵈ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉ ᵇᵒᵇ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵉˢᵗᵃᵘʳᵃⁿᵗ‧ "ᴵ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵈᵒʷⁿ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʷᵒⁿᵈᵉʳᵉᵈ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʰᵉ ᵐᵉᵃⁿᵗ‧ "ᴰᵒʷⁿ?" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵖᵒⁱⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵃᵗᵗʳᵉˢˢ‧ "ᴼʰ⸴ ⁿᵒʷ ᴵ‧‧‧" "ʸᵒᵘ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐᵉ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ‧‧‧" "ʸᵉˢ! ᴺᵒʷ⸴ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵇᵉ ᵘᵖ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ ˢᵗᵃʸⁱⁿᵍ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ ᵘⁿᵗⁱˡ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵃˡˡ ᵃˢˡᵉᵉᵖ⸴ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ?" "ᴼʰ⸴ ʸᵉˢ‧‧‧" "ᴵ ᵖʳᵒᵐⁱˢᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᴵ'ˡˡ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ ᶜᵃʳᵉ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵈᵒ ᵐʸ ᵇᵉˢᵗ ᵗᵒ ˡᵒᵒᵏ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ʸᵒᵘ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ᵖʳᵒᶜᵉᵉᵈᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵗᵉˡˡ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʰᵉ ᵏⁿᵉʷ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᵈᵒᶻᵉᵈ ᵒᶠᶠ‧ "ᴴᵉʸ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ⸴ ᴵ'ᵐ ʷᵒʳʳⁱᵉᵈ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵉᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ˢˡᵉᵉᵖ ᵈᵉᵖʳⁱᵛᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘʳˢᵉˡᶠ⸴ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵃᵛᵉⁿ'ᵗ‧‧‧" "ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ⸴ ᴵ'ᵐ ʳᵉˢᵖᵒⁿˢⁱᵇˡᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᵐⁿᵉˢⁱᵃ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵈᵒⁱⁿᵍ ᵐʸ ᵇᵉˢᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ⁱᵗ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ!" "ᴮᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵗᵃʸᵉᵈ ᵘᵖ ᵃˡˡ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ ˡᵒᵒᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ʰⁱᵐ⸴ ʷʰⁱᶜʰ ʷᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᶜᵘʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᵐⁿᵉˢⁱᵃ‧‧‧" "ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᵇᵘᵗ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ᵗʰᵉ ˡᵉᵃˢᵗ ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵈᵒ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ʰᵉʳ⸴ ᵐᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵘʳᵉ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ'ˢ ᵃˢ ᶜᵒᵐᶠᵒʳᵗᵃᵇˡᵉ ᵃˢ ᵖᵒˢˢⁱᵇˡᵉ‧ ᵀʰᵉ ⁿᵉˣᵗ ᵈᵃʸ ᵃˢ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʷᵒᵏᵉ ᵘᵖ⸴ ʰᵉ ˡᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ ᵘᵖ ᵃᵗ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ ᴴᵉ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᵍᵘⁱˡᵗʸ⸴ ᵏⁿᵒʷⁱⁿᵍ ʰᵒʷ ˢᵃᵈ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʷᵃˢ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᵐⁿᵉˢⁱᵃ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵒʷ ʰᵉ ᵉⁿᵈˡᵉˢˢˡʸ ᶜᵃʳᵉᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ'ˢ ʷᵉˡˡᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵏⁿᵉʷ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʰᵃˢⁿ'ᵗ ᵍᵒᵗᵗᵉⁿ ᵃⁿʸ ʳᵉˢᵗ ˢⁱⁿᶜᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ⁱⁿᶜⁱᵈᵉⁿᵗ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᶜᵏᵉᵗ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵉ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᵍᵘⁱˡᵗʸ‧ ᔆᵗⁱˡˡ⸴ ʰᵉ ᵏᵉᵖᵗ ᵘᵖ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᶜᵗ ʷʰᵉⁿ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵍᵃᵛᵉ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃ ʰᵘᵍ⸴ ʷʰⁱᶜʰ ʰᵉ ⁱˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵃ ʰᵘᵍᵍᵉʳ! "ᴮᵉ ᶜᵃʳᵉᶠᵘˡ ᵃᵗ ʷᵒʳᵏ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵃᶜʳᵒˢˢ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗʳᵉᵉᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵏʳᵘˢᵗʸ ᵏʳᵃᵇ‧ "ᴺᵒᵗ ᵒⁿˡʸ ʰᵃˢ ʰᵉ ˢᵗᵒᵖᵖᵉᵈ ᵗʳʸⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗᵉᵃˡ ᵖᵃᵗᵗⁱᵉˢ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵗᵉˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵐᵉ ʰᵉ'ˢ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᵘⁿˢᵗᵃᵇˡᵉ‧‧‧" "ᴹʳ‧ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ⸴ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵉᵉ; ʰᵉ ᵗʳⁱᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉˡᵖ ᵐᵉ ʳᵉᵍᵃⁱⁿ ᵐʸ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵇᵃᵈ ᵐᵒᵘᵗʰᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘ ᵒⁿᶜᵉ! ᴴᵉ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵗʳⁱᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ ᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᶠᵒʳ ʰⁱ‧‧‧" "ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ'ˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉⁿᵉᵐʸ⸴ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ; ʸᵒᵘ ˢʰᵒᵘˡᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᶜᵃʳᵉ!" "ᴮᵘᵗ ᴹʳ‧ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ⸴ ʰᵉ ˢᵉᵉᵐˢ ᵈʳᵃⁱⁿᵉᵈ‧‧‧" "ᔆᵒ⸴ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ⸴ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ʷᵒʳᵏⁱⁿᵍ!" to be cont. Pt. 4

ᶠᵒʳᵍᵉᵗ ᵐᵉ ⁿᵒᵗ pt. 4 ⁽ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᴮᵒᵇ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜ⁾ "ʸᵒᵘ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᶠʳᵉˢʰ ᵃⁱʳ‧‧‧" ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ʰᵉʳ ʰᵘˢᵇᵃⁿᵈ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵈᵉᶜⁱᵈᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˢⁿᵉᵃᵏ ᵃ ᵖᵉᵉᵏ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵏʳᵘˢᵗʸ ᵏʳᵃᵇ ᵗᵒ ˢᵉᵉ ʰᵒʷ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉ ᵇᵒᵇˢ ᵈᵒⁱⁿᵍ‧ "ᴰᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵃ ᵍᵒˡᵈ ˢᵗᵃʳ?" ᴴᵉ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ᴹʳ‧ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ ˢᵃʸ‧ "ᴸᵒᵒᵏ⸴ ᴵ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵉᵗ ᵖʳᵒʲᵉᶜᵗ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴵ ⁿᵃⁱˡᵉᵈ ⁱᵗ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ⁱˢ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ᵇʳᵒᵏᵉⁿ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵘˢ⸴ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ! ᴮᵘᵗ ᴵ'ᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿᵉ ʷʰᵒ ᵈⁱᵈ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ʰⁱᵐ ˢᵘᶠᶠᵉʳ⸴ ˢᵒ ᵃᵗ ˡᵉᵃˢᵗ ᵍⁱᵛᵉ ᵐᵉ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᶜʳᵉᵈⁱᵗ! ᴵ'ᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿᵉ ʷʰᵒ ᵇʳᵒᵏᵉ ʰⁱᵐ⸴ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ᵃᵍʳᵉᵉᵈ ᵘᵖᵒⁿ‧ ʸᵒᵘ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵗʳᵘˢᵗ ᵐᵉ⸴ ʷʰⁱᶜʰ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ʰⁱˢ ʷⁱᶠᵉ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᶠᵉˡˡ ᶠᵒʳ ⁱᵗ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʸᵉˡˡᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᶠᵘʳʸ‧ ᵁⁿᵇᵉᵏⁿᵒʷⁿˢᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉᵐ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʸᵉˡˡᵉᵈ⸴ ʳᵘⁿⁿⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ʰⁱˢ ᵒʷⁿ ʳᵉˢᵗᵃᵘʳᵃⁿᵗ‧ "ᴱˣᵃᶜᵗˡʸ⸴ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿⁿᵒᵗ ᑫᵘⁱᵗ ⁿᵒʷ!" ᔆᵃⁱᵈ ᴹʳ‧ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˡᵉᶠᵗ‧ ᴬᶠᵗᵉʳ ʰⁱˢ ˢʰⁱᶠᵗ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵏʳᵘˢᵗʸ ᵏʳᵃᵇ⸴ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᵍʳᵉᵉᵗᵉᵈ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ‧ "ᵂʰᵉʳᵉ'ˢ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧‧‧" "ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉ ᵇᵒᵇ⸴ ᴵ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵐⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵇᵉ ʷʳᵒⁿᵍ‧‧‧" ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ˢⁱᵍʰᵉᵈ‧ "ᴵ ᶠᵒᵘⁿᵈ ʰⁱᵐ ᶜᵒˡˡᵃᵖˢⁱⁿᵍ‧‧‧" "ᶜᵒˡˡᵃᵖˢⁱⁿᵍ?" "ʸᵉᵃ⸴ ᵃˢ ⁱᶠ ⁱⁿ ˢʰᵒᶜᵏ; ᴵ ʰᵃᵈ ʰⁱᵐ ᵍᵒ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵉᵗ ᶠʳᵉˢʰ ᵃⁱʳ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʰᵉ ʳᵃⁿ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ⁱⁿ ᶠᵃⁱⁿᵗ‧‧‧" "ᴵ‧‧‧" "ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʸᵒᵘ ᵐⁱᵍʰᵗ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳˢᵗᵃⁿᵈ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵃˡᵐᵒˢᵗ ᵃˢ ⁱᶠ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵈʳᵃˢᵗⁱᶜ ᶜᵃᵘˢᵉᵈ ʰⁱᵐ ᵗᵒ ˢʰᵘᵗ ᵈᵒʷⁿ; ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ʰⁱˢ ᵇʳᵉᵃᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʳᵃⁿ ᵒᶠᶠ ᵗᵒ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ʰⁱᵐ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʰᵉ ˢᵃʷ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ ˢʰᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵘⁿᶜᵒⁿᵗʳᵒˡˡᵃᵇˡʸ‧ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵇᵉʰⁱⁿᵈ ᵃˢ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵉˣᵖˡᵃⁱⁿᵉᵈ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ‧ "ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵒ ˢᵒʳʳʸ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵃⁱᵈ ᵃˢ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵗᵒᵖᵖᵉᵈ ᵐᵒᵛⁱⁿᵍ‧ "ᴹʸ ˢᵉⁿˢᵒʳˢ ⁱⁿᵈⁱᶜᵃᵗᵉ ʰᵉ'ˢ ᶜᵒˡᵈ‧‧‧" ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ˢᵃⁱᵈ ᵃˢ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶜʳⁱᵉˢ‧ "ᵂᵉ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ˡᵒˢᵉ ʸᵒᵘ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ!" ᔆᵘᵈᵈᵉⁿˡʸ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʰᵒⁱˢᵗᵉᵈ ʰⁱᵐˢᵉˡᶠ ᵘᵖ‧ "ᴼʰ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ; ᴵ'ᵐ ᵍᵒⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᑫᵘⁱᵗ ᵐʸ ʲᵒᵇ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵏʳᵘˢᵗʸ ᵏʳᵃᵇ‧‧‧" "ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉ‧‧‧" "ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ⁱᵐᵖᵒʳᵗᵃⁿᵗ⸴ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ‧‧‧" End finale

ᶠᵒʳᵍᵉᵗ ᵐᵉ ⁿᵒᵗ pt. 1 ⁽ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᴮᵒᵇ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜ⁾ "ᴴᵉ'ˢ ᶜᵒᵐⁱⁿᵍ‧‧‧" ᴹʳ‧ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᔆᵉᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵃ ʳᵒᶜᵏᵉᵗ‧ ᴸᵃᵘⁿᶜʰⁱⁿᵍ ᔆᵃⁱᵈ ʳᵒᶜᵏᵉᵗ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵛᵃᵘˡᵗ ᵃᶜᶜⁱᵈᵉⁿᵗᵃˡˡʸ ʰⁱᵗ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵉᵃᵈ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᵗᵒᵖᵖˡᵉᵈ ᵒᵛᵉʳ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵍᵃˢᵖᵉᵈ⸴ ˢᵉᵉⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ⁿᵒʷ ᵐᵒᵗⁱᵒⁿˡᵉˢˢ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᵒᶠ ʰⁱᵐ‧ "ᵂʰᵃᵗ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᴵ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵈᵒⁿᵉ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᶜᵃˡˡᵉᵈ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵘᵐ ᵇᵘᶜᵏᵉᵗ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵒᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ ʰⁱˢ ᵉʸᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᶜʳʸⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ʰⁱᵐ‧ "ᵂʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿⁱⁿᵍ‧‧‧" "ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵒ ˢᵒʳʳʸ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉ ᵇᵒᵇ! ᴵ‧‧‧" "ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʸᵒᵘ; ʰᵃᵛᵉ ʷᵉ ᵐᵉᵗ? ᵂʰᵒ ᵃʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ?" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵗⁱᶠᶠᵉⁿᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ˢʰᵒᶜᵏ‧ "ᴵ'ᵐ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ⸴ ᵒʷⁿᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵘᵐ ᵇᵘᶜᵏᵉᵗ‧‧‧" "ᴵᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ˢᵘʳᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᶜʰᵘᵐ ᵇᵘᶜᵏᵉᵗ ⁱˢ⸴ ˢᵒʳʳʸ‧" "ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ⸴ ᴵ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ʰᵉ'ˢ ᵃᵐⁿᵉˢⁱᵃ‧" "ᵂʰᵃᵗ‽" "ᴵᵗ'ˢ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ˡᵒˢᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳʸ‧‧‧" "ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʷʰᵃᵗ ⁱᵗ ᵐᵉᵃⁿˢ⸴ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ! ᵀᵉˡˡ ᵐᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ⸴ ᵃⁿʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ‧‧‧" "ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉ ᵒʷⁿᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᵃ ᶜʰᵘᵐ ᵇᵘᶜᵏᵉᵗ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵃⁱᵈ‧ "ᴰᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʷʰᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉ?" "ᴬᵐ ᴵ ᶜʰᵘᵐ ᵇᵘᶜᵏᵉᵗ?" "ᴵ'ˡˡ ᵗʳʸ ᵗᵒ ʲᵒᵍ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳʸ‧‧‧" "ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧‧‧" "ᔆᵉᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵏʳᵘˢᵗʸ ᵏʳᵃᵇ?" "ᴴᵘʰ?" "ᴿⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵃᵈ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᶜʳⁱᵉᵈ‧ "ᴴᵉ ᵏⁿᵒʷˢ ⁿᵒᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱᵗ ᵐⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵇᵉ ᵖᵉʳᵐᵃⁿᵉⁿᵗ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ ᴬ ᵇˡᵃⁿᵏ ˢˡᵃᵗᵉ‧" ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ˢᵃⁱᵈ‧ "ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ʰᵉˡᵖ ʰⁱᵐ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿ⸴ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵉᵃˢⁱˡʸ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᵃᵈᵛᵃⁿᵗᵃᵍᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠʳʸᶜᵒᵒᵏ'ˢ ᶜᵒⁿᵈⁱᵗⁱᵒⁿ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ʰᵉ'ˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒⁿˡʸ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿ ᵗᵒ ˢʰᵒʷ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵏⁱⁿᵈⁿᵉˢˢ‧ ᴬˡˡ ʰⁱˢ ᶠᵒʳᵐᵉʳ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳⁱᵉˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵍᵒⁿᵉ! "ᴵᵗ'ˢ ᵃˡˡ ᵐʸ ᶠᵃᵘˡᵗ! ᴵ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵈᵒ ᵃⁿʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵉᵗ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʳᵉᶜᵒᵛᵉʳ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ‧‧‧" "ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ? ᵂʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵐᵉᵃⁿ?" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵈᵉᶜⁱᵈᵉᵈ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ᵒⁿ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵉᵈⁱᶜᵃᵗᵉ ʰⁱᵐˢᵉˡᶠ ᵗᵒ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ⸴ ⁿᵒᵗ ˡᵉᵃᵛⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱˢ ˢⁱᵈᵉ‧ ᴴᵉ ʰᵃᵈ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ᵖⁱᶜᵗᵘʳᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᴹʳ‧ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ ᵗᵉˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʰᵒʷ ʰᵉ'ᵈ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᶠᵒʳ ʰⁱᵐ‧ "ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ?" "ᴴᵉ ᵐᵃᵏᵉˢ ᶠᵒᵒᵈ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱˢ ᵒʷⁿᵉʳ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᴷʳᵘˢᵗʸ ᴷʳᵃᵇ‧" ᴱᵛᵉⁿ ʷʰᵉⁿ ⁱᵗ ᵍᵒᵗ ˡᵃᵗᵉ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ʰⁱᵐ ˢᵗᵒʳⁱᵉˢ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᶠᵉˡˡ ᵃˢˡᵉᵉᵖ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᶠⁱˣⁱⁿᵍ ᵘᵖ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇˡᵃⁿᵏᵉᵗˢ ᶜᵒᵐᶠᵒʳᵗᵃᵇˡʸ‧ to be cont. Pt. 2