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[andbegone]

sheldon j plankton

• Lives in Vista Way
• Works as a loser

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• Genie Lamp

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[seasonthree]

Yes. And you call them "steamed hams" despite the fact that they are obviously grilled.

[andbegone]

W-- ye-- I-- you know, the-- one thing I sh--

[...stands up.]

Excuse me for one second.

[seasonthree]

Of course.

[flowersonthewall]

[Beaker is, by now, on his 4th glass of wine. Maybe his fifth.]

[seasonthree]

[tap tap taps his foot, waiting for plank ]

[andbegone]

[...comes back out of the kitchen, which is suspiciously glowing orange.]

Well! That was wonderful. Good time was had by all, but I'm pooped.

[seasonthree]

Well, I should be- [hey WHAT]

Good Lord! What is happening in there?

[flowersonthewall]

M-MEEP?

[Startled by Richard's shout, Beaker falls out of his chair and onto the floor. Luckily, he doesn't take the wine with him.]

[andbegone]

...Aurora Borealis.

1/?

[seasonthree]

AURORA BOREALIS?

2/?

[seasonthree]

AT THIS TIME OF YEAR?

3/?

[seasonthree]

AT THIS TIME OF DAY?

4/?

[seasonthree]

IN THIS PART OF THE MULTIVERSE?

done

[seasonthree]

LOCALIZED ENTIRELY WITHIN YOUR KITCHEN?

[andbegone]

Yes.

[seasonthree]

....May I see it?

[andbegone]

...No.

[flowersonthewall]

[Beaker is. 100% sure that the room is on fire in there. Hm. Ok. Well, he might as well take everything that's salvageable out of this apartment and hit the road.

And that's why Beaker is now shuffling towards the door with one[1] full bottle of wine crammed down his shirt. It's fine. It's fine. That was always there.

Considering the fact that Stan is apparently passed out now in-between comments[rip jimley], Beaker's torn between trying to drag him out of here. Unfortunately, his weak little Muppet arms can't really do the job. So he's just gotta hope that either Richard or Plankton has some common sense for once.

So Stan's gonna burn to death, probably. gg]

[computerwife]

[distantly from somewhere in the apartment:]

SHELDON! THE APARTMENT'S ON FIRE!

[andbegone]

[from his spot near the front door where he's desperately trying to casually shuffle everyone Out Of His House, he turns to shout vaguely into the apartment.]

NO, KAREN, IT'S JUST THE NORTHERN LIGHTS.

[seasonthree]

Well, Plankton, you are an odd fellow but I must say you steam a good ham.

[flowersonthewall]

[Beaker follows Richard out the door, by which I mean Beaker follows Stan out the door because Stan is being dragged behind Richard like a limp ragdoll. Beaker's holding Stan's head off the ground, though, so it's all good.

Off to try to find an unconscious man's apartment! A story for another time, another day.

The wine bottle keeps almost slipping out of his shirt.]

[andbegone]

[Plankton waits until they're entirely out of view before slamming the door shut and turning around.]

Karen, the house is on fire.

[computerwife]

Thank you so much for that valuable information, Captain Obvious.

[she's currently trying to shoot that blizzard card spell at the fire in the kitchen but it sure isn't working!]

[andbegone]

Yeah, yeah, yell at me later, now's really not the time. [why isn't there a fuckin water card or something] What's your other card, all I've got is this lousy disguise one and--

[searches through his pockets quickly to check the other card]

--fire.

[figures.]