hello! so uhh i would like to request something with karen from spongebob in it. you can decide if you want to make her lee or ler, i gen dont mind, i just wanna see how u write her!
Here we go
I decided to make her a ler because well, Karen is a computer and computers don't have nerve endings.
Cheering Up Plankton
Summary: After Plankton is feeling despondent for his failure, Karen decides to cheer him up.
After years of trying to steal the Krabby Patty secret formula, Sheldon J. Plankton was feeling rather depressed. Karen took note of this and wished there was something she could do to cheer him up.
“He’s been like this all day, I have to find a way to cheer him up,” she said to herself. Just then, a lightbulb appeared on her screen, indicating that she had an idea. Karen made her way into the main room and saw Plankton at the table, looking forlorn.
“Plankton, I know you feel upset but…” she started, but was interrupted by Plankton.
“No need, Karen. I’ve been trying to steal that stupid formula for years, but I never succeeded,” he said, not facing her.
“It’s okay, lots of people haven’t succeeded at everything. Besides, I know how to cheer you up,” said Karen, getting closer to him. Plankton sighed.
“Fine, what is it?” he said, turning around to face her.
“But first, I have a question,” Karen replied.
“What?” Plankton flatly said, raising his eyebrow.
“Are you ticklish?” said Karen, a smirk now on her screen. Plankton’s eye widened. He WAS ticklish, but he doesn’t like to be tickled, so he tried to lie, unaware about computers’ abilities to detect lying.
“Wha-- no! Why would I be ticklish?” he said, trying to avoid consequences. Karen didn’t buy it, so she activated one of her built-in devices and aimed it at Plankton’s side, shooting a ticklish laser at him. Plankton tried to hold in his laughter, but giggles came out.
“Hehehe, K-Kaharen, I tohold you! I-I’m nohohot tihicklish!” Plankton said through his giggles.
“Then why are you laughing?” said Karen, going for his stomach next. Plankton finally burst out laughing, but it wasn't his usual laugh. High-pitched laughter filled the room, which was unusual for this copepod.
“HAHAHAHAHAHA! MAKE IT STOP, KAREN! HAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEHEASE!” Plankton said through his laughter. No matter how much he tried to move, Karen’s tickle laser (which is what she called it) was always on target.
“So you are ticklish!” Karen said in glee, tickling Plankton's stomach more, which was his worst spot. More laughter was ejected from this evil genius.
Plankton was very sensitive to tickling. He hated it when his rivals across the street tickled him. He remembered Mr. Krabs and Squidward held him in place, while SpongeBob scribbled his fingers on his stomach. But this was worse, his rivals tickling him was bad enough, but his wife tickling him wasn’t that much better.
“I think you need something gentler, don’t you?” said Karen, putting her tickle laser away and taking a feather, which was Plankton’s most dreaded use of torture. Before he could think of escaping, she taped him down, almost like he was when he was being interrogated by Mr. Krabs, except his arms were spread and his stomach was exposed.
“Karen, please don’t do this!” Plankton pleaded, not wanting any more torment. Karen didn’t listen and started stroking the feather on Plankton’s stomach, making him fall right back into fits of cute laughter.
“Oh my goodness, who knew you would be this cute!” said Karen, who couldn’t help herself but be succumbed by how cute Plankton was being.
“I’M NOHOHOHOT CUHUHUHUTE! I COHOHOHOMAND YOU TOHOHO STAHAHAHAHAP!” Plankton said, unable to control himself.
“I think we should take things up a notch,” siad Karen, taking a small vibrator and placing it on Plankton’s stomach. Plankton was overwhelmed with hysterical laughter, even Karen had never heard him laugh so hard.
“NOHOHOHOHO! NAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE! PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!” Plankton said, as his worst spot was shown no mercy.
“One last thing, and then we’re done with the process,” said Karen digging her fingers into Plankton’s stomach, making the evil genius burst into fits of giggles. Seeing this, Karen tickled every way possible with her mechanical hands, making Plankton go into fits of hysterical laughter.
“THIHIHIHHIHIHIS IHIHHIS EVEN WOHOHOHOHORSE! MAHAHAHAHAKE IHIHIHIT STAHAHAHAHAHAP!” Plankton managed to say through laughter, as his earlier sad mood went away.
After twenty minutes of nonstop tickling, feeling like hours for Plankton, Karen finally relented and untaped him.
“Feeling better?” Karen asked, waiting for satisfaction to come.
“Yes... thanks for that... I didn’t think... I was ever... going to laugh again,” said Plankton, catching his breath.
“I’m glad I could help,” said Karen, satisfied with her process. “We should do this again sometime.” Plankton was unsure about that idea, but he agreed to it.
