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After finding the Avalanche Maker 3000 (Which was Evil, Diabolical, and most importantly– Lemon scented–),
Plankton and Karen got to work fixing it. Though.. It wasn’t a full team effort. Sure there was no ‘I’ In team, but Karen found herself doing most of the work. And her husband would be in his thoughts.
Sure, Plankton would hand her a wrench or two, slightly savoring the faint hand brushes since for once, after how long, they were getting along– But she was doing most of it..
“Hows it going Karen?”
“Almost– done!”
Karen would screw in a few more bolts, fixing up the machine so it would be more practical in the scheme the married couple thought of, having to bend a bit so she could reach with the lying back position she was in before rolling out of the space. She would stretch with a small groan.
“Beep boop ba beep bop, and we’re done.” She grinned, putting the wrench to the side before her green eyes landed on the taller male. She stood up, looking at the machine. “I’ll now be able to aim the Avalanche Maker with lethal precision.”
Sitting on one of the creepers that rolled on the floor. Feet pushing him back and forth subtly as his hands were folded in his lap. The red eyed male lost in thought. A small smile would form on his lips. “It feels good to be working together again.”
He felt his wife's eyes on him, something strangely electrifying, (Ironic on the fact his wife is part computer) Just making the simple tension a bit more weighed down on him..
Especially since he had thoughts in his mind.
“You know..There's-.. Been something I’ve been meaning to ask you..” Plankton added on.
“Karen.. I’ve. Been thinking.. cause–” He started, being careful with his words as he looked over at her in the corner of his eye.
Fumbling with his fingertips before continuing, seeing how she raised a brow, Green eyes flicking around his face and his features, seeing how he was a tad bit nervous, and how he licked his lips to wet them ever so slightly..
“We’ve.. Been getting along so well!.. And-” He said with a small laugh, just the thought made his nervous actions almost melt away, made his heart swell with happiness, made an awkward, sheepish smile come across his face. He would then clear his throat, swallowing a slight bit of the saliva that prevented his words from coming out.
“I just.. Thought..–” He separated his legs a bit so they were on either side of the creeper he sat on, maneuvering so his upper body faced his wife, who was standing up, fingers lightly grazing the metal of the Avalanche Maker 3000.
“Yes, Sheldon?”
…
“Ssh-” He went to speak, words getting caught in his throat before he went on. “Sheldon sounds like such a small sounding name-..” He bit the inside of his cheek. “Maybe you could.. call me something else for a change…? Like-.. Oh.. I don’t know.”
He let out an awkward laugh. Still being in the confines of his own evil laboratory, his simple desires made his heart beat fast.. A different sensation than how he felt when he gloated over his evil plans, trial and error- It hurt, but the feeling always came back– Especially when he had his wife by his side.
“Something like-..” He fiddled with the cuffs of his sleeves, and getting his point over with.
“ Big.. Guy?” He said hesitantly.
…
“Big guy?” The computer spoke, a hint of skepticism in her monotone voice.
But despite that, hearing those words made his words get caught in his throat. He stood up, wiping his hands on his pant legs before putting a hand out to her, as if to prompt her to– “Say it again.” His voice still a bit awkward, but new feeling welled up in his chest, made him get butterflies.. And he loved it.
Karen raised a brow. But seeing the actions of the man in front of him, she smirked ever so slightly.
“Big guy.” She said a bit more sturn, rolling her eyes to the small happy sound her husband let out.
A gasp as if the words were just too much, yet he craved it, he wanted to hear her say it.
“Again!” The one eyed male pleaded, taking a step closer.
“Big guy!” The robot continued, filling the evil genius’s ears and ego. Yet at some point, the tension broke, because whatever Plankton felt– It spewed all over his significant other, both of them feeling the same sort of spark– Some sort of passion that begged them to be with one another.
And as soon as their words came to a stop, their body's and lips collided, Sheldon moving his arms so they wrapped around her, Karen wrapping her arms around the unicellular organism’s neck that she called her ravishing husband. Karen went to wrap her legs around his waist, Sheldon helping with holding her up, hands on her thighs as they both made out under the luminescent lights above them.
Maybe it was the name– .. Big Guy
Maybe it was the fact that they held back their longing feelings for one another besides countless arguments–
Or maybe it was the scent of lemon that covered the gut wrenching smell of chum..--
Either way, they soon broke apart, panting, holding one another close before plankton let his wife’s legs go so she stepped onto the floor, soon pulling her husband along with her, pulling him by the collar of his shirt, along with pushing the Avalanche Maker 3000 along with her.
Plankton followed absentmindedly, mind spinning in circles as he had a goofy smile on. Light pink lips now covered with smeared silver lipstick.
Karen’s lips told the same story.