ᔆⁱᵈᵉ ᵇʸ ˢⁱᵈᵉ ⁽ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᴮᵒᵇ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜ⁾ ᴼⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵒᶠ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵘᵐ ᵇᵘᶜᵏᵉᵗ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵗʰʳᵉʷ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵃᵖᵖˡⁱⁿᵍ ʰᵒᵒᵏ ᵃˢ ⁱᵗ ᵃᵗᵗᵃᶜʰᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵒᶠ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵏʳᵘˢᵗʸ ᵏʳᵃᵇ‧ ᔆᵉᶜᵘʳⁱⁿᵍ ⁱᵗ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵍᵒᵗ ᶻⁱᵖˡⁱⁿᵉ ᵐᵉᶜʰᵃⁿⁱˢᵐ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ʲᵘᵐᵖᵉᵈ ˢˡⁱᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵒⁿ ᵈᵒʷⁿ‧ ᴹʳ‧ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ ˢᵃʷ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃᵇᵒᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵃᵈ ʷʰᵉⁿ ˢᵉᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵒᵖᵉ ˢᵗʳⁱⁿᵍ ʰᵉ ˢᵉᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ ⁱᵗ‧ ᶠᵃˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ʰᵉᵃᵈᶠⁱʳˢᵗ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʰⁱᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵃʳᵈ ᶜᵉᵐᵉⁿᵗ ᵒⁿᶜᵉ ʰᵉ ᶠᵉˡˡ ᵈᵒʷⁿ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵃʷ ᵃⁿᵈ ʳᵃⁿ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ʰⁱᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍʳᵒᵘⁿᵈ⸴ ˢᵗᵃⁿᵈⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱᵐ ᵘᵖ‧ ᴴᵒʷᵉᵛᵉʳ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ'ˢ ᵉʸᵉ ʳᵒˡˡᵉᵈ ᵘᵖ ⁱⁿ ʰⁱˢ ʰᵉᵃᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜˡᵒˢᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᵘᵗᵗᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵃ ⁿᵒⁱˢᵉ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᶠᵉˡˡ⸴ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶜᵃᵗᶜʰⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱᵐ ᶠᵃⁱⁿᵗ‧ ᴹʳ‧ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ ᵇᵃᶜᵏᵉᵈ ᵃʷᵃʸ ˡᵉᵃᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉᵐ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʷᵃˢ ᵘⁿᵃᵇˡᵉ ᵗᵒ ʳᵉᵍᵃⁱⁿ ᶜᵒⁿˢᶜⁱᵒᵘˢⁿᵉˢˢ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᴸⁱˢᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃᵗᵗʸ ⁱⁿᵍʳᵉᵈⁱᵉⁿᵗˢ ⁱⁿ ᵈᵉˢᵖᵉʳᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵃˡˢᵒ ᵏⁿᵉʷ ᔆᵃⁿᵈʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ʷᵉʳᵉ ʰᵃᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵍⁱʳˡˢ ᵗʳⁱᵖ⸴ ˢᵒ ʰᵉ ˢᵉᵗ ʰⁱˢ ᵇᵒᵈʸ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘᶜʰ ᵃˢ ˢᵖᵒᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᵐᵒᵉᵇᵃ ᵖᵘᵖᵖʸ ᵗʳᵒᵗˢ ᵒᵛᵉʳ‧ ᔆᵖᵒᵗ ʷʰⁱᵐᵖᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵍᵃᵛᵉ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵏⁱˢˢᵉˢ ᵇᵘᵗ ʰᵉ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ʳᵉˢᵖᵒⁿᵈ ᵗᵒ ˢᵖᵒᵗˢ ˡⁱᶜᵏⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢˡⁱᵍʰᵗᵉˢᵗ! "ᴵ ᵇʳᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᶠᵒʳᵗ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰᵒᵐᵉ‧‧" ᶜʳⁱᵉᵈ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ‧ ᵀʳʸⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ⸴ ʰᵉ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᵗᵉᵃʳˢ ˢᵗʳᵉᵃᵐ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ʰⁱˢ ᶠᵃᶜᵉ‧ "ᴾˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᵒʰ ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᔆʰᵉˡᵈᵒⁿ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧‧" ᔆᵒᵇᵇⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵖᵃᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱˢ ᵃʳᵐ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ ʰⁱˢ ˢⁱᵈᵉ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵖᵘˡˡᵉᵈ ᵘᵖ ᵃ ᶜʰᵃⁱʳ ᵇʸ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃᵈʲᵃᶜᵉⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘᶜʰ‧ ᴴᵉ ʰᵉˡᵈ ˢᵖᵒᵗ‧ "ᴵ'ˡˡ ˢᵖᵉⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ ˢᵒ ʷᵉ'ˡˡ ᵇᵉ ˢⁱᵈᵉ ᵇʸ ˢⁱᵈᵉ‧‧" ᵀʰᵉ ⁿᵉˣᵗ ᵐᵒʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵃʷᵒᵏᵉ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵇʸ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ "ᴳᵒᵒᵈ ᵐᵒʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ ᵈᵉᵃʳ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ! ᴵ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵉᵗ ᶠᵉᵉˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿʸ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵗᵒᵈᵃʸ‧ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵐⁱˢˢᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᵘˢ!" ᴷⁱˢˢⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱˢ ᶠᵒʳᵉʰᵉᵃᵈ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵃᵗ ᵇʸ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ "ᔆʰᵒʷ ᵐᵉ ᵃ ˢⁱᵍⁿ‧‧‧" ᶜʳʸⁱⁿᵍ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿ⸴ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵈᵉᶜⁱᵈᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ʳᵉᵃᵈ ᵗᵒ ʰⁱᵐ ʷʰⁱˡˢᵗ ʷᵃⁱᵗⁱⁿᵍ‧ "ᵂʰᵃᵗ ᵇᵒᵒᵏˢ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˡᵒᵒᵏᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁿᵒᵗⁱᶜᵉᵈ ᵃ ᵇᵒᵒᵏ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵃᵇˡᵉ‧ "ᴬ ᵇᵒᵒᵏ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ⁿᵘᶜˡᵉᵃʳ ᵖᵒʷᵉʳ‧‧" ᶜʰᵘᶜᵏˡᵉᵈ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ˢⁱᵗ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ "ᴵ'ˡˡ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉᵍⁱⁿⁿⁱⁿᵍ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵍᵒᵗ ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳʳᵘᵖᵗᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ʰⁱˢ ᵖʰᵒⁿᵉ‧ 'ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ? ᴵ ᵃᵐ ᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰᵒᵘˢᵉ‧‧' ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ ᵃⁿˢʷᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ˢⁱᵈᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵖʰᵒⁿᵉ‧ "ᴵ'ᵐ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵘᵐ ᵇᵘᶜᵏᵉᵗ!" ᴬᶠᵗᵉʳ ʰᵃⁿᵍⁱⁿᵍ ᵘᵖ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖʰᵒⁿᵉ⸴ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ'ˢ ᵇᵒᵒᵏ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ᵘⁿᵈᵉʳˢᵗᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵃˡᶠ ᵒᶠ ⁱᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵈⁱᵈⁿ'ᵗ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ⁱᵗ ᵖᵃʳᵗⁱᶜᵘˡᵃʳˡʸ ʰⁱᵐˢᵉˡᶠ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ʰᵉ ᵏᵉᵖᵗ ᵒⁿ ʳᵉᵃᵈⁱⁿᵍ ⁱᵗ ᵗᵒ ʰⁱᵐ‧‧ ᴾᵉᵗˢ ᵃʳᵉ ˢᵐᵃʳᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜᵃⁿ ˢᵉⁿˢᵉ⸴ ˢᵒ ˢᵖᵒᵗ ᵏⁿᵉʷ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ'ˢ ᵗʳʸⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵃ‧ ᔆᵖᵒᵗ ⁱᵐᵐᵉᵈⁱᵃᵗᵉˡʸ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ⁿᵘᵈᵍᵉ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᵈᵉᵗᵉᶜᵗᵉᵈ ˢˡᵒʷˡʸ ᵇᵘᵗ ˢᵘʳᵉˡʸ ʳᵉᶜᵒᵛᵉʳʸ‧ "ᔆᵖᵒᵗ ˡᵒᵛᵉˢ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵒ ᵐᵘᶜʰ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵒ ᵈᵒ ᴵ‧ ᵂᵉ ʲᵘˢᵗ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ʷᵉˡˡ‧ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ˢᵒ ᵃᵐᵃᶻⁱⁿᵍ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ ᴺᵒ ᵐᵃᵗᵗᵉʳ ʷʰᵃᵗ⸴ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ᵃ ᵖʳᵒᵐⁱˢᵉ‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ'ˢ ᵛᵒⁱᶜᵉ ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡⁱᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱᵐ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵗʳⁱᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ʷᵃᵏᵉⁿ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵖᵒᵗ ᵇᵃʳᵏᵉᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵃʷ ʰⁱᵐ ᶠⁱⁿᵃˡˡʸ ˢʰᵒʷ ˢˡⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵐᵒᵛᵉᵐᵉⁿᵗ ᵃˢ ˢᵖᵒᵗ ᵇᵃʳᵏᵉᵈ‧ "ᴸᵒᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ‧‧" ˢᵃⁱᵈ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ‧ "ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵒ ᵖʳᵒᵘᵈ‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᶠⁱⁿᵃˡˡʸ ᵃʷᵃᵏᵉ ᵉⁿᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵗᵒ ʷᵃᵏᵉⁿ ᵘᵖ⸴ ʰⁱˢ ᵉʸᵉ ᶠˡᵘᵗᵗᵉʳⁱⁿᵍ ᵒᵖᵉⁿ‧ "ᵂʰᵃᵗ ᵃʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ⁻ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ʷᵉ‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃⁱⁿ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ʰᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ʰᵘʳᵗ‧ "ʸᵃᵒ⸴ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ; ʷʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ᵍᵒⁱⁿᵍ ᵒⁿ‽" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᔆᵃⁱᵈ⸴ ᵈᵃᶻᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ʷᵉᵃᵏ‧ ᴶᵘˢᵗ ᵗʰᵉⁿ⸴ ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ⁱⁿ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵇᵒᵃʳᵈ ᵍᵃᵐᵉ‧ "ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ‧‧" "ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᴵ ᵇʳᵘⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍᵃᵐᵉ!" ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ ᵖˡᵒᵖᵖᵉᵈ ʰⁱᵐˢᵉˡᶠ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉᵐ‧ "ᶜᵃⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍⁱᵛᵉ ᵘˢ ᵃ ᵐᵒᵐᵉⁿᵗ ᴾᵃᵗ?" "ᔆᵘʳᵉ‧‧" ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ ᵖˡᵃʸᵉᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ˢᵖᵒᵗ‧ "ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᶜᵒⁿᶠᵘˢᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵍʳᵒᵍᵍʸ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵉˡˡ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵍᵒᵗ ʰᵘʳᵗ‧ ᶜᵃⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵉˡˡ ᵐᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ?" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʰᵉˡᵖᵉᵈ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢⁱᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱᵐ ᵘᵖ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ʷᵃˢ ᵈⁱˢᵒʳⁱᵉⁿᵗᵉᵈ‧ "ᵀʰᵉ ʳᵒᵒᶠ ᵒᶠ ʳᵉˢᵗᵃᵘʳᵃⁿᵗ'ˢ‧‧" "ʸᵉˢᵗᵉʳᵈᵃʸ ʸᵒᵘ ᶠᵉˡˡ ᵒᶠᶠ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴵ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ʸᵒᵘʳ ˢⁱᵈᵉ‧ ᔆᵖᵒᵗ ᵃˡˢᵒ ˢᵗᵃʸᵉᵈ ˢⁱᵈᵉ ᵇʸ ˢⁱᵈᵉ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᴵ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ʰⁱᵐ ᴵ ʷᵃˢⁿ'ᵗ ʰᵒᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵖˡᵃʸ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʰⁱᵐ‧" "ᴰᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵉᵉ ᵐᵉ ᵃˢ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ?" "ᴼᶠ ᶜᵒᵘʳˢᵉ! ᴺᵒʷ ˡᵉᵗ'ˢ ˢᵉᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵍᵃᵐᵉ ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ'ˢ ᵍᵒᵗ‧‧" "ᴰᵒᵉˢ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ᵖˡᵃʸ?" "ᵂᵉ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵗʳʸ ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ'ˢ ⁿᵉʷ ᵍᵃᵐᵉ!" "ᶠⁱⁿᵉ ᴵ ᵍᵘᵉˢˢ‧‧" "ᶜᵃⁿ ᴵ ᵃˢᵏ ʸᵒᵘ ʷʰʸ ʸᵒᵘ ʰᵉˡᵖ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧‧‧" "ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʰᵃᵈ ᵃ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ᶠᵃˡˡ ᵇᵘᵗ ʰᵉ'ˢ ᵍᵉᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ⁿᵒʷ! ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ'ˢ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ᵍᵉᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ⁿᵒʳᵐᵃˡ ʸᵉᵗ ˢᵒ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵒʳʳʸ‧‧" "ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ ʳᵒˡˡ ᵈⁱᶜᵉ ᶠᵒʳ?" "ᴳᵒ ᵃʰᵉᵃᵈ‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ⸴ ʷʰᵒ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ᵗᵒˢˢᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈⁱᶜᵉ ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈⁱᶜᵉ ᵘⁿⁱⁿᵗᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿᵃˡˡʸ ʰⁱᵗ ʰⁱᵐ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵈᵃᶻᵉᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ᵐᵒᵐᵉⁿᵗ‧ "ᵂᵃᵗᶜʰ ⁱᵗ!" ᴴᵉ ˢᵃⁱᵈ ʷᵉᵃᵏˡʸ‧ "ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍᵃᵐᵉ'ˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉˢᵗ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ⁿᵒʷ‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉ ᵇᵒᵇ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵗʳⁱᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗᵃⁿᵈ ᵘᵖ ᵇᵘᵗ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ⁿᵒᵗ ʳᵉᶜᵒᵛᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵉⁿᵒᵘᵍʰ⸴ ᶠʳᵘˢᵗʳᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᶠᵒʳ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ʰᵘʳᵗ‧ "ʸᵒᵘ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ʰᵉˡᵖ?" ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ ᵃˢᵏᵉᵈ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ "ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘʳ ʰᵉˡᵖ‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢⁿᵃᵖᵖᵉᵈ ᵃᵗ ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ‧ "ᴵ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ʰᵉ ʲᵘˢᵗ ʷᵃⁿᵗˢ ᵗᵒ ʳᵉᶜᵒᵛᵉʳ⸴ ᴾᵃᵗ‧ ᴵ'ˡˡ ᶜᵃᵗᶜʰ ᵘᵖ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃᵗ ᵃⁿ ᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ!" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʰᵘᵍᵍᵉᵈ ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ‧ ᴬᶠᵗᵉʳ ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵘᵐ ᵇᵘᶜᵏᵉᵗ⸴ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʷᵃˢ⸴ ˢᵉᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵉᵃʳˢ ʷᵉˡˡ ᵘᵖ ⁱⁿ ʰⁱˢ ᵉʸᵉ‧ "ᵂʰᵃᵗ ⁱˢ ʷʳᵒⁿᵍ‧‧‧" "ᴵ ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵘᵖ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘᶜʰ!" ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᵃʳʳⁱᵛᵉᵈ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʰᵉʳ ᵗʳⁱᵖ‧ "ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ! ᴼʰ ᴵ ᵃᵐ ᵍˡᵃᵈ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ!" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵃⁱᵈ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᵉˣᵖˡᵃⁱⁿᵉᵈ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵃʷ ʰⁱˢ ʷⁱᶠᵉ ᵃˢ ˢᵖᵒᵗ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᵘᵖ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉʳ‧ "ᴴᵉʸ‧‧" "ᴴⁱ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ; ᴵ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʸᵉˢᵗᵉʳᵈᵃʸ!" "ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʰᵉˡᵖᵉᵈ ᵐᵉ ᵒᵘᵗ‧ ᶜᵃⁿ ʰᵉ ˢᵗᵃʸ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ?" "ᴵ ˢᵘʳᵉ ʷⁱˡˡ!"

ᴳᵒᵒᶠʸ ᴳᵒᵒᵇᵉʳˢ pt. 1 ⁽ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᴮᵒᵇ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜ⁾ "ᵀʰᵃⁿᵏˢ ᶠᵒʳ ᵐᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿᵉʷ ᵇᵃᵗᶜʰ ᵒᶠ ᵖᵃᵗᵗⁱᵉˢ!" ᴹʳ‧ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ ᶜᵃˡˡᵉᵈ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵗᵒ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵈᵃʸ ᵉⁿᵈᵉᵈ‧ "ᴵ'ᵐ ᵒⁿ ᵐʸ ʷᵃʸ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉᵉᵗ ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ ᵃᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ᵍᵒᵒᶠʸ ᵍᵒᵒᵇᵉʳ'ˢ!" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉ ᵇᵒᵇ ʳᵉᵖˡⁱᵉᵈ‧ ᴴᵉᵃʳⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵒⁿᵛᵉʳˢᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵈᵉᶜⁱᵈᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᶜᵃᵗᶜʰ ᵘᵖ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʰⁱᵐ‧ "ᶜᵃⁿ ᴵ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ?" ᴴᵉ ʰᵒᵖᵉᵈ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵐⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵇˡᵃᵇ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵐᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵖᵃᵗᵗⁱᵉˢ‧ "ᔆᵘʳᵉ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ!" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ⸴ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ ᵉᵃᶜʰ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵃ ᵗʳⁱᵖˡᵉ ᵍᵒᵒᵇᵉʳ ᵇᵉʳʳʸ ˢᵘⁿʳⁱˢᵉ‧ "ᴵ'ᵛᵉ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ʰᵃᵈ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ˡᵒᵒᵏˢ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ᵗʰᵉᵐ ᵐᵒᵘᵗʰ ʷᵃᵗᵉʳⁱⁿᵍ‧ "ᴳᵒᵗᵗᵃ ᵇᵉ ᶜᵃʳᵉᶠᵘˡ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵉᵃᵗ ⁱᵗ ᵗᵒ ᶠᵃˢᵗ ˢᵒ ᵃˢ ᵗᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵐᵘᶜʰ ˢᵘᵍᵃʳ ʳᵘˢʰ‧‧‧" ᔆᵗⁱˡˡ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵈⁱᵛᵉˢ ⁱⁿ⸴ ⁿᵒᵗ ʰᵉᵉᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ‧ "ᴴᵉʸ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ᵉᵃᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᶠᵃˢᵗ!" ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ ˢᵃⁱᵈ‧ ᴬᶠᵗᵉʳ ᶠⁱⁿⁱˢʰⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱˢ ˢᵘⁿᵈᵃᵉ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ˢᵉᶜᵒⁿᵈˢ‧ "ᴹʸ ⁱᶜᵉ⁻ᶜʳᵉᵃᵐ!" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵉˣᶜˡᵃⁱᵐᵉᵈ‧ "ᴺᵒ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘ!" "ᴰᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵉᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ?" "ᴺᵒ ᵗʰᵃⁿᵏˢ ᴾᵃᵗ‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵏᵉᵖᵗ ᵍⁱᵍᵍˡⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ʰⁱˢ ˢᵘᵍᵃʳ ʳᵘˢʰ‧ "ᴵ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵘᵍᵃʳˢ ᵍᵉᵗᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ‧‧‧" "ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʷʰᵉʳᵉ'ˢ ᵐʸ ⁱᶜᵉ⁻ᶜʳᵉᵃᵐ?" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵃⁱᵈ ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳʳᵘᵖᵗⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱᵐ‧ "ᶜᵃⁿ ᴵ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵃ ᵇᵃᵗᶜʰ ᵒᶠ ᵏʳᵃᵇᵇʸ ᵖᵃᵗᵗⁱᵉˢ ᶠᵒʳ ᵐᵉ?" "ᴵ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ʷᵉ ˢʰᵒᵘˡᵈ ᶜᵃˡˡ ⁱᵗ ᵃ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ‧‧‧" "ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ ʰᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ⁱᶜᵉ⁻ᶜʳᵉᵃᵐ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵃⁱᵈ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵈⁱˢᵒʳⁱᵉⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗᵃⁿᵈ ᵘᵖʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵗᵒ ⁱᵗ‧ "ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉⁿ'ᵗ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵗʳᵃⁱᵍʰᵗ!" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵃʸˢ ʷⁱᵖⁱⁿᵍ ᵈʳᵒᵒˡ ᵒᶠᶠ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ "ᔆᵗᵃʸ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ!" "ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗᵃʸ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ!" "ᴵ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ᴵ'ᵐ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ʰⁱᵐ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ⸴ ᴾᵃᵗ‧" "ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶜᵃᵘᵍʰᵗ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ˢᵘᵈᵈᵉⁿˡʸ ᶠᵃˡᵗᵉʳᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵉˣʰᵃᵘˢᵗⁱᵒⁿ‧ "ᔆᵗᵃʸ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵐᵉ ⁿᵒʷ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧‧‧" "ᴵ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃˢ ᵐʸ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ⸴ ⁿᵒᵗ ᴾᵃᵗ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵏⁿᵉʷ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵘᵍᵃʳ ᶜʳᵃˢʰ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵃᶜᵗ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ʰⁱˢ ⁿᵒʳᵐᵃˡ ᵇᵉʰᵃᵛⁱᵒᵘʳ⸴ ʰᵃᵛⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱᵐ ˢᵃʸ ˢᵘᶜʰ ᵃ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ᵈᵒᶻⁱⁿᵍ ᵒᶠᶠ‧ "ᔆᵒʳʳʸ ᵇᵘᵗ ᴵ ᵍᵒᵗᵗᵃ ᵍᵒ ᴾᵃᵗ‧" "ᴵᵗ'ˢ ᶠⁱⁿᵉ⸴ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵒʳʳʸ‧ ᔆᵉᵉ ʸᵒᵘ!" ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ ʷᵃᵛᵉᵈ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶜᵃʳʳⁱᵉᵈ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵘᵐ ᵇᵘᶜᵏᵉᵗ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵉˣᵖˡᵃⁱⁿᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵃⁱᵈ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ᵒᵘᵗ ᶜᵒˡᵈ‧ to be cont. Pt. 2

＃ＫｎｅｅＳｕｒｇｅｒｙ pt. 8 Sandy returns with Patrick, and Plankton seems to deflate. Patrick looks around, his gaze falling on the cast. "Hey, Plankton," he says, his voice loud. "What's with the...uh, whatchamacallit?" He points at the cast. Sandy winces. "It's for his leg, Patrick," she says. But Patrick's curiosity isn't deterred. He squats down, his eyes wide. "Can I see?" Plankton's antennae twitch in annoyance. "It's a cast, Patrick," he says sharply. Patrick reaches out, his finger poking. "Does it tickle?" Plankton jolts back, his antennae standing on end. "What are you doing?" he snaps. Sponge Bob watches the exchange, his concern for Plankton growing. He knows his friend's temper can flare up quickly, and he doesn't want this visit to cause more stress. "Patrick, maybe we should let Plankton rest," Sponge Bob suggests gently, his eyes pleading. Patrick looks disappointed, his hand retreating from the cast. "But I just wanted to..." "Patrick," Sandy sighs, her voice patient. "Let's go play with the jellyfish," she says, guiding him away from Plankton. Patrick pouts but follows, casting a backward glance at his cast. With the distraction gone, Plankton's mood improves marginally. He shifts on the floor, trying to get comfortable. Sponge Bob looks at him with understanding. "Is there anything I can do to make this easier?" he asks. Plankton's antennae twitch in thought. "Could you...help me to the wheelchair?" Sponge Bob nods, his spongy hands wrapping around the wheelchair handles. He lifts Plankton carefully, mindful of his injury. He helps Plankton into the chair, his friend wincing slightly as he adjusts his leg. Once Plankton's comfortable, Sponge Bob nods. "I've got an idea," he says, his eyes bright. "How about we go out and get Kelp shakes," Sponge Bob says, his voice filled with excitement. Plankton's antennae perk up at the suggestion. "Really?" he asks, his voice weak with hope. "But I can't go any-" "Don't worry," Sponge Bob says. He turns to Karen. "Is that okay?" Karen nods, her relief at the change in Plankton's demeanor evident. "That sounds like a wonderful idea," she says. As they arrive at the Kelp Shake restaurant, Sponge Bob's cheerful demeanor doesn't waver. He waves hello to Larry the Lobster, his enthusiasm contagious. Plankton, though still in pain, tries to smile. "Thanks for doing this, Sponge Bob," he says, his voice grateful. "It's the least I could do," his friend responds, his eyes genuine, when SpongeBob's friend Larry comes over. "Hey, Larry!" Sponge Bob calls out, his voice cheerful, Larry's gaze flicking to Plankton's cast. "Plankton, what's with the new look?" Larry asks, his tone teasing. Plankton sighs. "It's a cast," he says. "A cast? For what?" "For my leg," Plankton says, his voice flat. Larry looks at him, his smile fading. "Oh man, I'm sorry to hear that. What happened?" Plankton sighs, his shoulders slumping. "We're here for the shakes," Sponge Bob says, his tone light. "Can we get two, please?" Larry nods at the waiter, Larry's eyes still on Plankton. "Sure thing, Sponge Bob. And Plankton, if you ever need to talk abou–" "No, I don't," Plankton interrupts, his voice sharp. Sponge Bob's eyes widen slightly at his friend's tone. "Okay, okay," Larry says, his claws up. "Take it easy, bud..." The waiter returns with the kelp shakes, interrupting the moment. Sponge Bob quickly takes a sip, his eyes closing in appreciation. "Ah, this is just what we needed," he says. Plankton nods, taking a cautious sip. "It's not bad," he admits, his tone more subdued. The cool, minty flavor soothes him slightly, and he takes another sip, watching as Larry goes standing up so as to leave, when he accidentally runs into the wheelchair, causing Plankton's leg to bump into the table. "W-whoa, sorry, Plankton!" Larry says, his eyes wide with alarm. Plankton hisses in pain, as Sponge Bob quickly grabs hold of the wheelchair. "You okay?" Sponge Bob asks, his eyes filled with concern. Plankton nods stiffly, his face contorted. "It'll be fine," he says through gritted teeth. "It was just a bump. But it's still sensitive and now hurt-" "Let's get you home," Sponge Bob says, his face etched with worry. Plankton nods, his grip tightening on the armrests of the wheelchair as they both head back home. Karen sees them return back also notices Plankton's pained expression. "What happened?" she asks, rushing over. Sponge Bob explains quickly, his voice filled with apology. "It was just an accident," Plankton says, his voice strained. Karen moves to get his medication. "Here," she says, her hand shaking slightly as she hands him a pill and a cup of water. He takes it gratefully, swallowing it down without a word. Sponge Bob's eyes are filled with guilt. "I'm sorry," he says, his voice barely a whisper. "It's not your fault," Plankton says, his voice still tight with pain. "It's just...it's hard being like this." Sponge Bob's gaze flicks to the cast once more. "Is there anything else I can do?" he asks. Plankton sighs. "Just...keep me company," he says, his antennae drooping. Sponge Bob nods, his spirits visibly lifting. "You got it," he says. "How about we-" But before he can finish his sentence, the door swings open and in comes Patrick Star, his eyes wide with excitement. "Hi!" Sponge Bob's heart sinks. He knows what's coming next. "Patrick, what are you doing here?" Plankton snaps, his pain obvious. Patrick's smile doesn't fade. "I heard about your boo-boo!" he says, pointing at the cast. "And I brought you some jelly!" Sponge Bob sighs, his eyes darting to Karen, who gives him a tiny nod of encouragement. "Thanks, Patrick," he says, his voice strained. "But right now, Plankton needs to rest." Patrick's expression falls, his eyes wide and innocent. "But...but I just wanted to help make him feel better!" Plankton's antennae twitch with frustration. "You can help by letting me rest," he says, feeling the effects of the meds kick in. Patrick nods, his head bobbing. "Okay," he says. "But what if I sit quietly?" Plankton sighs. "Fine," he says, his exhaustion evident. "Just don't touch the cast." Sponge Bob nods gratefully at Patrick, his eyes silently thanking him. They sit quietly Plankton's eye begins to droop. "Looks like you're getting sleepy," Patrick teases Plankton. Plankton opens his eye with a glare. "I'm not sleepy," he says, his eyelid dropping again, Karen watching over them from the kitchen. Sponge Bob and Patrick sit down, their energy levels contrasting with Plankton's fatigue. Plankton's eye grows heavier, the medication doing its job. Patrick's gaze is on Plankton, who's eyelid is fluttering. "You're totally sleepy," Patrick says, his voice a mix of amusement and concern. "I'm not," Plankton mutters, his voice slurred. But it's clear that Plankton's fighting a losing battle, and Patrick's now giggling. Sponge Bob watches his friend, his heart heavy. He knows Plankton's stubbornness all too well. He turns to Karen, who nods. "Why don't you two keep him company?" she suggests. "I'll just be in the kitchen." Patrick nods, his eyes still on Plankton. "I'll sit right here," he says, plonking down next to his sleepy friend. Sponge Bob sits opposite, his eyes never leaving Plankton's blinking one.

＃ＫｎｅｅＳｕｒｇｅｒｙ pt. 7 Karen nods, her eyes filled with gratitude. "Thank you for coming to check on him," she says. "I know it's not easy for you." Mr. Krabs shrugs. "We're...frenemies," he says awkwardly. "Besides, I wouldn't wish a broken leg on anyone." Sandy and Karen exchange relieved glances. As Mr. Krabs leaves, Sandy moves closer to Plankton, her voice concerned. "Are you okay?" she asks. Plankton's antennae drop slightly. "Fine," he mutters. "Just feeling a bit restless." Karen nods, understanding his frustration. "Why don't we get you off the couch?" Sandy and Karen help him stand, his good leg wobbling. "Where to?" he asks, his voice still gruff. "How about the wheelchair?" Karen suggests, pointing to where it's parked. Plankton sighs, but doesn't argue. "Fine." They manage to get him situated in it. "Where to?" Sandy asks, her voice gentle. "Anything you want to do?" Plankton looks around the room, his eye falling on the unfinished board game. "Just...move that out of the way." They clear the living room, the game pieces tucked away in their box, the board put aside. He wheels himself towards the window, his gaze drifting outside to his friend Sponge Bob who so happens to walk by oblivious to Plankton's longing gaze. Sandy notices his expression. "Do you want to go outside?" she asks. "It might be good for you." Plankton considers it. "Yeah," he says. "A bit of fresh air." But he actually wants to visit with SpongeBob. They make their way to the door, Karen pushing him in the wheelchair. Plankton's heart sinks when he sees the stairs leading down to the sidewalk. "I'll get the crutches," Sandy says, already on her way. She returns quickly, handing them over. Plankton takes them, his grip tight. Karen opens the door, the cool sea breeze wafting in, bringing with it the faint laughter of Patrick Star and SpongeBob SquarePants playing in the distance. Plankton's eye narrows. "Let's go," he says, determined to ignore the pain. With Sandy and Karen on either side, supporting him, he hobbles outside. The salty air fills his lungs, and despite his discomfort, he feels a flicker of excitement at the prospect of seeing his neighbor. The moment they reach the sidewalk, SpongeBob and Patrick spot them. They stop their game of catch mid-toss, their eyes widening at the sight of Plankton's cast. "Plankton! What happened?" Sponge Bob cries out, running over with Patrick in tow. Plankton's antennae twitch awkwardly. "I had a little accident," he mutters, avoiding eye contact. Sandy and Karen exchange a knowing look, but they keep their mouths shut. "Oh no," Sponge Bob says, his eyes wide with concern. "Are you okay?" Patrick, ever the slow one, takes a moment to process. "You got a boo-boo?" he asks finally, his voice sympathetic. But Plankton's just wanting SpongeBob come in. He'd rather not have Patrick around, his simple- mindedness only serving to annoy him more. "What's with the crutches?" Patrick asks, his voice booming. Plankton grimaces. "I broke my leg," he says, his tone strained. Patrick's eyes go wide. "Cool!" he says, his enthusiasm grating on Plankton's nerves. "Does it hurt-" "Yes, it hurts," Plankton snaps, his antennae twitching with annoyance. "Now, if you don't mind, I'd like for you to leave me alone." Sponge Bob blinks, his expression confused. "But Patrick's my friend, Plankton," he protests. Karen steps in, seeing the tension. "Why don't you go ask Patrick to help you with something, Sandy?" she suggests, giving Sandy a knowing nod. Sandy nods, catching on quickly. "Come on, Patrick, let's go find some jellyfish for Plankton!" Patrick's face lights up at the mention of jellyfish. "Jellyfish! Yes!" he exclaims, following Sandy as they walk away. Sponge Bob stays, his concern for Plankton genuine as they go back in. Inside, Plankton sighs heavily, his frustration at being dependent and unable to move freely palpable. Sponge Bob watches his friend struggle, his own heart aching. "Is there anything I can do to help?" Sponge Bob asks, his voice gentle. Plankton looks up at him, his single eye filled with gratitude. "I...I just want to sit," Plankton says, his voice barely a whisper. Sponge Bob nods, moving quickly to help him back with Karen. They settle on the floor. "Thanks," Plankton mutters, his antennae drooping. Sponge Bob sits cross-legged beside his friend. "You don't have to do this," Plankton says. "I know you're busy wi-" "Nonsense," Sponge Bob interrupts, his eyes wide with sincerity. "You're my neighbor and friend, Plankton. I'm here to help." Plankton's antennae twitch, and a rare smile appears on his face. "Thanks, Sponge Bob. I appreciate it." Sponge Bob nods, his curiosity bubbling up. "So, what happened exactly?" he asks, leaning in. Karen interjects, her voice calm. "It's a long story, Sponge..." But Plankton waves her off. "It's okay." He takes a deep breath and starts to explain, his voice steady. "It was a... falling accident," he starts. Sponge Bob's eyes widen even more. "Well, you're so...small." "I know," Plankton sighs. "It's not easy being my size, but I manage." Sponge Bob nods, his thoughts racing. "But did you need a medic or wh-" "Sponge Bob," Karen interrupts, her tone firm but gentle. "Let's not overwhelm him with questions." Sponge Bob's face falls, his curiosity momentarily squashed. "Oh, right," he says, looking at the floor. "I'm sor-" "Karen, I'm ok," Plankton says, his antennae waving slightly. "I don't mind Sponge Bob." He looks back at his friend. Sponge Bob nods, his thoughts swirling. "But what was it like? What happened next at the hospital?" Plankton's expression softens, and for a moment, he seems lost in thought. "Well, they had to put me to sleep," he says, his voice quiet. "They gave me some meds. And then...nothing. I just...fell asleep. It was... weird," he admits. "Different from a normal sleep. Like being in a deep, deep dreamless nap." Sponge Bob listens intently, his curiosity unfettered. "It was...strange," he says, his antennae twitching. "I remember being in a lot of pain, and then everything went black. When I came to, I had this giant cast on. It goes from my toes to my hip," he says. Sponge Bob nods, his gaze drifting to the cast. "Can I...can I?" he asks tentatively. Plankton looks at him for a moment, then nods. "Sure," he says. "Just be careful." Sponge Bob reaches out gently, his spongy hand brushing against the hard plaster. "Wow," he whispers. "It's so...heavy." Plankton laughs, a tiny sound that ends in a wince. "Yeah, it's not exactly comfortable," he says. "But it's what I need to get better." Sponge Bob nods, his eyes wide. "How long until you can walk without it?" "Six weeks," Plankton sighs. "But I'll be stuck in this chair or on crutches." Sponge Bob's eyes widen. "That's a long time," he says, his voice filled with sympathy. "But I'm sure you'll get through it. You're so...resilient." Plankton looks at his friend, a hint of a smile on his face. "Thanks, Sponge Bob." Karen watches the exchange from the corner of her eye, surprised by Plankton's eagerness to open up to Sponge Bob. Despite his usual cautious nature and competitive spirit, there's something different about the way he talks to him now— a vulnerability she hasn't seen much. "What did they do to your leg?" Sponge Bob asks, his voice soft with concern. Plankton takes a deep breath, his antennae quivering. "They had to set and glue the bone," he explains, his voice strained. "And then they put on this cast to keep it still." Sponge Bob's eyes widen. "It must have been so scary," Sponge Bob says. Plankton nods. "It was," he admits. "But Karen was with me." He looks up at her, and she smiles reassuringly. "And now you're here." Sponge Bob nods. "And I won't leave you hangin'." Plankton's smile grows. "Thanks, buddy."

ᴼᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵐʸ ᵐⁱⁿᵈ ⁽ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᴮᵒᵇ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜ⁾ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ'ˢ ᶜᵒᵐᵖᵘᵗᵉʳ ʷⁱᶠᵉ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᔆᵃⁿᵈʸ ᵗᵒ ᵀᵉˣᵃˢ ˢᵒ ʰᵉ ᶠᵒᵘⁿᵈ ʰⁱᵐˢᵉˡᶠ ᵇᵒʳᵉᵈ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ˢᵃʷ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ‧ "ᴴᵉʸ ʷᵃⁱᵗ ᵘᵖ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵃʸˢ‧ ᴴᵉ ᶜᵃᵘᵍʰᵗ ᵘᵖ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʰⁱˢ ˢⁱᵗᵘᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ‧ "ᵂᵉ'ʳᵉ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵍᵒⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵒᵒᶠʸ ᵍᵒᵒᵇᵉʳˢ! ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ᵍᵒ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵘˢ?" "ᔆᵘʳᵉ‧" ᔆᵒ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʷᵉⁿᵗ‧ "ᵀʳⁱᵖˡᵉ ᵍᵒᵒᵇᵉʳ ᵇᵉʳʳʸ ˢᵘⁿʳⁱˢᵉ? ᴵ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ˢᵒ ˢᵘʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ‧‧‧" "ᴵ'ᵐ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ᵗʳʸ ⁱᵗ‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳʳᵘᵖᵗᵉᵈ‧ "ᴮᵘᵗ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒˢᵗ‧‧‧" "ᔆᵒ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ!" "ᔆˡᵒʷ ᵈᵒʷⁿ! ᴵᵗ'ˢ ᵖᵃᶜᵏᵉᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ˢᵘᵍᵃʳ‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ⸴ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ⁱᵍⁿᵒʳⁱⁿᵍ⸴ ᵃᵗᵉ ᵃˡˡ ᵒᶠ ⁱᵗ‧ ᴼᶠ ᶜᵒᵘʳˢᵉ⸴ ᵗʳⁱᵖˡᵉ ᵍᵒᵒᵇᵉʳ ᵇᵉʳʳʸ ˢᵘⁿʳⁱˢᵉ; ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉᵛᵉʳᵃᵍᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒˢᵗ ˢᵘᵍᵃʳ ⁱⁿ ⁱᵗ‧‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵍᵒᵗ ʰⁱᵗ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵘᵍᵃʳ ʳᵘˢʰ ᑫᵘⁱᶜᵏˡʸ ᵃᵖᵖᵃʳᵉⁿᵗ ʰᵒʷ ˡᵒᵒᵖʸ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵍⁱᵍᵍˡᵉᵈ ᵘⁿˡⁱᵏᵉ ʰⁱˢ ᵘˢᵘᵃˡ ˡᵃᵘᵍʰᵗᵉʳ‧ ᴴᵉ ˢᑫᵘᵉᵃˡᵉᵈ⸴ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵉˣᶜⁱᵗᵉᵐᵉⁿᵗ‧ "ᴵ'ˡˡ ˢᵏⁱᵖ ᵐʸ ᵗʳⁱᵖˡᵉ ᵍᵒᵒᵇᵉʳ ᵇᵉʳʳʸ ˢᵘⁿʳⁱˢᵉ ᴾᵃᵗ‧‧‧" "ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵘˢᵘᵃˡ?" "ᵂᵉˡˡ ᴵ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˡᵉᵗ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵃᶠᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜᵃʳᵉᶠᵘˡ‧‧‧" ᶜᵘʳʳᵉⁿᵗˡʸ ᵗʰᵉʸ ˢᵃʷ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃᶜᵗ ᵘⁿⁿᵃᵗᵘʳᵃˡˡʸ ᶜᵃʳᵉᶠʳᵉᵉ‧ ᵀᵒ ᵈⁱᶻᶻʸ ᵗᵒ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ˢᵗᵃⁿᵈ ᵘᵖ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʷᵒᵇᵇˡᵉᵈ⸴ ᶠˡᵃⁱˡⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱˢ ᵃʳᵐˢ⸴ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ᵍⁱᵈᵈʸ‧ "ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵗʳᵘˢᵗ ᵗᵒ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵇʸ ʰⁱᵐˢᵉˡᶠ ˢᵒ ᵖᵉʳʰᵃᵖˢ ʷᵉ'ˡˡ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ‧‧‧" "ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ˢᵗᵃʸ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵇʸᵉ!" ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ ʷᵃᵛᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉʸ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᵍᵒᵒᶠʸ ᵍᵒᵒᵇᵉʳˢ‧ "ᵂʰʸ ᵈᵒ ʷᵉ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ‧‧‧" "ʸᵒᵘ ᵏⁿᵒʷ⸴ ᴵ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ʷᵉ'ᵈ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵍᵒ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵘᵐ ᵇᵘᶜᵏᵉᵗ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧" "ᴱᵃᵗ ᶜʰᵘᵐ?" "ᴺᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ˡⁱᵛᵉ‧‧‧" "ᴵ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ᵇᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ!" "ᴵ'ˡˡ ˢᵗᵃʸ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ‧‧‧" "ʸᵃʸ!" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵗᵒ ʰⁱˢ ᵇᵉᵈʳᵒᵒᵐ‧ "ᴮᵉˢᵗ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˢ⸴ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ᵒᶠ ᵘˢ ᶠᵒʳᵉᵛᵉʳ!" "ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵗʳᵃⁱᵍʰᵗ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ⁿᵒʷ‧‧‧" "ᴵ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ʷʳⁱᵗⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᵐʸ ᵇᵒᵒᵏ ˢʰᵉˡᶠ ᵃ ᵇᵒᵒᵏ!" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵖᵒⁱⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵃ ʲᵒᵘʳⁿᵃˡ‧ "ʸᵒᵘ ᵐᵉᵃⁿ⸴ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵈⁱᵃʳʸ?" "ᴼᵖᵉⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ʳᵉᵃᵈ ⁱᵗ; ᵒᵖᵉⁿ ⁱᵗ ᵒᵖᵉⁿ!" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵈⁱᵈ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵃʷ ⁿᵒᵗᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᵛᵃʳⁱᵒᵘˢ ᵖˡᵃⁿˢ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵉˣᵖᵉᶜᵗᵉᵈ ˢᶜʰᵉᵐᵉˢ ᵒʳ ᵉˣᵖᵉʳⁱᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ ᵇᵘᵗ ˢᵃʷ ᵃ ˢᶜʳᵃᵖᵇᵒᵒᵏ ᵒᶠ ᵖʰᵒᵗᵒˢ‧ ᔆᵒᵐᵉ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʰᵒᵒᵈ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵃˡˢᵒ ᵒᶠ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖⁱᶜᵗᵘʳᵉˢ ᵗᵃᵏᵉⁿ ʷⁱᵗʰ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵃˢ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵖᵘᵗ 'ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˢ' ᵃᵇᵒᵛᵉ ⁱᵗ⸴ ᵗᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵘᵖ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃᵍᵉ! "ᵂʰʸ‧‧‧" "ᴵ ᵍᵒᵗᵗᵃ ᵖʰᵒᵗᵒ ᵃˡᵇᵘᵐ ᵒᶠ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵐʸ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ ᵒᵘᵗ; ᴵ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ⁱᵗ ᵐᵒˢᵗˡʸ ˡᵒᶜᵏᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᵏⁿᵒʷˢ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ⁱᵗ; ᴵ'ᵛᵉ ⁱᵗ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᴵ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᵇᵒʳᵉᵈ ᵉᵃʳˡⁱᵉʳ!" "ᴵ'ᵛᵉ ᵃ ᶠᵉᵉˡⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ˢʰᵒʷ ᵐᵉ ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ⁿᵒʳᵐᵃˡ ˢᵉˡᶠ‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵗʳᵃⁱˡᵉᵈ ᵒᶠᶠ ᵃˢ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵍᵃᵛᵉ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃ ʰᵘᵍ‧ "ʸᵒᵘ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ʳᵉˢᵗ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧" "ᴮᵘᵗ ᴵ⁻ᴵ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗⁱʳᵉᵈ; ᴵ ᵈ⁻ᵈᵒⁿ’ᵗ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ‧‧‧" "ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵇᵃʳᵉˡʸ ᵏᵉᵉᵖ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵉʸᵉ ᵒᵖᵉⁿ!" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵃʳᵍᵘᵉᵈ ʰⁱˢ ᵖʳᵒᵗᵉˢᵗᵉᵈ ᵇᵘᵗ ⁿᵒᵗⁱᶜᵉᵈ ʰⁱᵐ ᶠᵃˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵃˢˡᵉᵉᵖ⸴ ˢᵒ ʰᵉ ᵗᵘᶜᵏᵉᵈ ʰⁱᵐ ⁱⁿ ᵇᵉᵈ‧‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʷᵒᵏᵉ ᵘᵖ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿᵉˣᵗ ᵐᵒʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ʰᵃᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵘᶜᵏᵉᵈ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ⁱⁿ‧ ᴴᵉ ˢˡᵉᵖᵗ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠˡᵒᵒʳ ᵇʸ ʰⁱˢ ᵇᵉᵈ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵃʷ ʰᵉ'ˢ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ᵈᵉᵉᵖˡʸ ˢˡᵉᵉᵖⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ʷᵒʳᵏ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʷʳᵒᵗᵉ 'ᴵ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵍᵒⁿᵉ ⁿᵒʷ⸴ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ⸴ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ʳᵉˢᵗᵉᵈ ʷᵉˡˡ' ˢᵗⁱᶜᵏʸ ⁿᵒᵗᵉ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ‧‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᶜᵒⁿᶠˡⁱᶜᵗᵉᵈ⸴ ᵏⁿᵒʷⁱⁿᵍ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ'ˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵘˢᵘᵃˡˡʸ ˢᵒ ᵒᵖᵉⁿˡʸ ᵃᶠᶠᵉᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿᵃᵗᵉ‧ 'ᴵ ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʰᵉ ᵐⁱᵍʰᵗ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ᵇᵘᵗ ᴵ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ᵇᵃᵈ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵃᵗ ˡᵉᵃˢᵗ ʷⁱᵖⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ʰⁱˢ ᵒʷⁿ ᵈʳᵒᵒˡ' ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵃ ˢⁱᵍʰ‧ "ᴴᵘʳʳʸ ᵘᵖ!" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ᵃ ʸᵉˡˡ⸴ ᵗʳʸⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ⁱᵍⁿᵒʳᵉ ʷᵒʳʳʸⁱⁿᵍ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ "ᴼʳᵈᵉʳ ᵘᵖ!" ᴴᵉ ˢᵃʸˢ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᶠⁱⁿⁱˢʰᵉᵈ ᵐᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵖᵃᵗᵗʸ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ʲⁱᵗᵗᵉʳʸ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ 'ᔆᵒ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʷᵃⁿᵗˢ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵐʸ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ᴵ ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ⁱᵗ ʷᵉⁱʳᵈ ᵇʸ ˢᵉᵉᵐⁱⁿᵍˡʸ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇˡᵘᵉ ʲᵘˢᵗ‧‧‧' ᔆᵘᵈᵈᵉⁿˡʸ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ'ˢ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗˢ ᵗʳᵃⁱˡᵉᵈ ᵒᶠᶠ ᵃˢ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʰⁱᵐˢᵉˡᶠ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵒᵒʳˢ⸴ ˢᵉᵉᵐⁱⁿᵍˡʸ ᵇᵃˢʰᶠᵘˡ‧ "ᴴᵉʸ⸴ ᵏⁱᵈ; ᴵ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵘˢ ᵗᵒ ᵗᵃˡᵏ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵉ‧‧" ˢᵃʸˢ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵃˢ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᵖᵃⁿⁱᶜᵏᵉᵈ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵍˡᵃᵈ ʰᵉ'ˢ ⁿᵒʷ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˡᵉᵗ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶠᵒˡˡᵒʷ ʰⁱᵐ ᵒᵘᵗ‧ "ᴺᵒʷ ᵗʰᵉⁿ; ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᵒʳ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ᵃˡˡ ᵒᶠ ʷʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ˢᵃⁱᵈ⸴ ˡᵃˢᵗ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢⁱᵍʰᵉᵈ‧ "ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ʳᵉᶜᵃˡˡ ⁱᶠ ᵍᵒᵒᶠʸ ᵍᵒᵒᵇᵉʳˢ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ ᴵ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ˢᵃʸ ˢ⁻ˢᵒʳʳʸ ⁱᶠ‧‧‧" "ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧‧‧" "ᴵ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶠⁱⁿⁱˢʰᵉᵈ!" ᴴᵉ ˢᵃⁱᵈ⸴ ⁱⁿ ʰⁱˢ ᵘˢᵘᵃˡ ᵗᵒⁿᵉ ᵒᶠ ˢᵖᵉᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ‧ "ᔆᵒʳʳʸ ⁱ⁻ⁱᶠ ˡᵃˢᵗ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ ⁱᶠ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵐᵘˢᵗ'ᵛᵉ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ‧ ᴵ ʲᵘˢᵗ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ˢᵘʳᵉ ⁱᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵘⁿᵈᵃᵉ ᵈⁱᵈ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵃʷ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ'ˢ ᵉˣᵖʳᵉˢˢⁱᵒⁿ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵒⁿᶠˡⁱᶜᵗᵉᵈ ᶠᵉᵉˡⁱⁿᵍˢ‧ "ᵂʰᵃᵗ⸴ ᵏⁱᵈ‽" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ʲᵒᵘʳⁿᵃˡ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵒʷ ʰᵒⁿᵉˢᵗ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵃᶜᵗᵉᵈ ʷʰᵉⁿ ⁿᵒᵗ ˢⁱˡˡʸ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵉᵗ ʷᵒʳʳⁱᵉᵈ ⁿᵒʷ‧ "ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵗᵃˡᵏ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ! ᵀᵉˡˡ ᵐᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ᵍᵒᵗ ʸᵒᵘ; ᵒʰ ᵍʳᵉᵃᵗ⸴ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵈⁱᵈ ᴵ ᵈᵒ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢʰⁱᶠᵗᵉᵈ ˢˡⁱᵍʰᵗˡʸ‧ "ᵂᵉˡˡ ᴵ'ᵛᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵐʸ ᶠᵃⁱʳ ˢʰᵃʳᵉ ᵒᶠ ˢᵘᵍᵃʳ ʳᵘˢʰ‧‧‧" "ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵒⁿ ʷⁱᵗʰ ⁱᵗ!" "ʸᵒᵘ ᵈʳᵒᵒˡ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ˢˡᵉᵉᵖ!" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ'ˢ ᵇˡᵘʳᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵒᵘᵗ ⁿᵒʷ‧ ᴹᵒᵘᵗʰ ᵃᵍᵃᵖᵉ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ'ˢ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗˡᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵇᵘʳˢᵗ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ‧ "ᵂʰᵃᵗ‽" ᴴᵉ ʸᵉˡˡᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʳᵃⁿ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ʷᵒʳᵏ‧ 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 𝟽𝟷𝟿