Chapter 1: The Chip

(Note: Just to be clear, Karen's monitor is her head, her wheels are her feet, and her personal part is a few inches above her wheels. So, like, the lower center of her grey body.)

It was another afternoon at the Chum Bucket. A Friday like any Friday. Yet again, Plankton failed his attempts to steal the Krabby Patty Secret Formula.

Sheldon J. Plankton flew through the door and fell smack in the center of the Chum Bucket. He pealed himself from the cold, metal floor.

"Oh, Karen," he moaned with anger. "Another day, another fail! These schemes are hopeless, and you and I both know it..."

Karen rolled over to Plankton on her wheels. She bent over to pick him up. "Well, not everything is hopeless..." She smirked.

"Why are you grinning like that, Karen?" asked the little green cyclops. "Maybe our plans aren't hopeless, but I don't expect to have that secret formula any time soon..."

Karen rolled her green eyes. "No, Sheldon. I mean... something else." She set down Plankton, and turned her back with embarrassment. "I'm not sure if you know what I mean."

"Look, Karen, if it's about the secret formula then I'll understand. No time for riddles. Just spill the beans!" he snapped.

Karen rolled over to a silver table in a corner of the Chum Bucket. After she dusted the seats and the table was rid of webs, she motioned for Plankton to come sit by her.

"What is it?" Plankton asked after he had been seated. He noticed Karen blush and look away.

"Sheldon... it's not about the formula," she said nervously, part afraid that Plankton wouldn't care, and part embarrassed about what he would think.

"So... What is it about, then, Computer W.I.F.E?" he asked with interest. "Is about me not spending enough time with you, or the fact that SpongBob keeps inviting us to parties?"

"Neither... I was wondering if," green blush spread over her monitor, "you had ever wanted kids."

Plankton sat wide eyed. He placed his elbows on the table and looked into the flushed face of his wife. "I... I have..."

A long pause took place between the conversation. The two stared into space, until a loud beep broke the silence.

Beeeeeep!

"What the barnacle was that?" asked Plankton, startled by the noise.

Karen still looked away. She felt her monitor heat up. She couldn't bare to let Plankton hear the next notification she got.

But then it happened...

You have one answer to your question on ComputerClub: "If I'm a computer, how can I make love?"

Karen exploded with embarrassment. She poured green sweat and began to feel light headed. Plankton struggled to catch her when she fell.

"Clamn, you are heavy," he stressed. He set down his wife on the cold metal floor. Karen was crying tears of embarrassment.

"I- I don't know what you thought of that... question," Karen cried, "but that's what I wanted to do... Have kids..."

Plankton sat down on his bare, green butt. His antenna lowered as he thought to himself. He hummed to the rhythm of his wife's crying. 'Should we? I don't even know how to 'do it' with a computer. How's that possible? Plus, how do I deliver a computer baby. Also, that would totally ruin my evil schemes. But, if it makes our relationship complete, then I guess it's all worth it.'

Plankton wiped his stubby hand across Karen's monitor. "Honey?" he asked. "Yeah, Sheldon?" his wife sniffled. Plankton took a quick pause to discard all regrets. "...Let's do it!"

Karen immediately sat up. "Really?!" Her monitor instantly grew wind wipers and wiped away her green tears.

Plankton nods as his face turns red. "What was the reply from 'ComputerClub'?"

"Let's see." Karen checked the notification on her app. "It says you need a little chip to... put in me." Again she blushed green.

Plankton smirked. He sat down a chair and posed in a sexy way. "I have a little 'chip'..."

Karen steamed. "That's not what I meant! In order for me to become pregnant, we have do it digitally." She twiddled her robot thumbs. "Could you build me a chip?"

"Sure thing. I just need to go get some tools. But first I'll need the directions on how to build one."

Karen displayed a blueprint on her monitor, and Plankton, being the smart guy he was, remembered the parts exactly.

Two hours later...

Karen knocked on the door to Plankton's lab. "Sheldon?" she asked nervously. "Are you done?"

The little green cyclops came out of the room wearing a metal mask and carrying a large chip compared to his size. "How do you like it? It's the perfect fit."

"How do you know 'it's the perfect fit', Little Man?" asked Karen with seriousness in her voice.

Plankton stared at the floor. "Never mind that." He looked back up at her. "Are you ready now or do you prefer a romantic setting?"

Karen blushed. "I'm fine with just us and the bedroom. Bring the chip." She rolled into the makeshift bedroom that Plankton slept in. Plankton stumbled behind her, chip in hands.

Meanwhile...

SpongeBob was sent to spy around the Chum Bucket. Mr. Krabs had heard some commotion and he was determined to put a stop to any future schemes.

"Alright," SpongeBob whispered to himself, "it's time to learn Plankton's plans." He stopped. "What about 'Plan'ton? Dahahahahaha!"

He peered into the laboratory window as he stood on top of a cheap, wooden ladder Mr. Krabs had lent him. "Empty?" SpongeBob was puzzled. "But Plankton's always in this room. If I return to the Krusty Krab without any info, two dollars will be taken off of my paycheck!" But then he heard something.

SpongeBob pressed his ear hole up against the glass. "It's coming from another room." He could hear some talking. "Sounds like Karen and Plankton. Maybe they're cooking up schemes."

"Oooh... that's good," said the familiar, robotic voice.

'What's good?' SpongeBob asked himself. 'Maybe they have a plan and it must be a good one if Karen thinks so.' Although SpongeBob could hear the couple, he could not see them nor the room they were in.

"Do you want me to put it back in?" asked Plankton to his Computer W.I.F.E.

SpongeBob still did not know what was going on, so he picked up his latter and walked around the Chum Bucket to another window. This window was open.

"Oh, Kare-Kare, this is the best time I've ever had with you... Ever!" Karen blushed at Plankton's comment.

SpongeBob slowly peaked through the window and gasped. "What the barnacle?" SpongeBob cursed. "Are they?..."

The sight was quite a shock to SpongeBob. Plankton was sliding a computer chip into an opening on the lower half of Karen. And it appeared that they took pleasure in it.

"I don't understand," he whispered to himself. "Are they doing 'that thing' Squidward didn't really want to explain to me? Are they... making babies?"

Plankton kissed Karen's monitor. "This is diabolic!" he said sarcastically as Karen giggled.

SpongeBob tapped the side of his forehead. "What kind of plan is this?" And SpongeBob returned to the Krusty Krab with some unexpected news.

"...And then they kissed. And he took that thing out of her, and then-" "Stop!" Squidward cried, his face red from hearing the story full of lovey dovey things. "You know what they were doing SpongeBob," Squidward whispered to him.

Mr. Krabs had been listening from his office. He came out with a grin on his face. "Ek ek ek ek ek!" he laughed heartily. "SpongeBob, me boy'o, they would be..." And he whispered the word.

SpongeBob turned red in the face. "I guess I'll leave to their own devices. Get it? 'Devices?' The computer chip? Get it? Dahahahahahahahahaha!"

Squidward covered his ears with his tentacles in disgust.

Back at the Chum Bucket...

Plankton walked down to Karen's lower half and slowly pulled out the oil-covered chip. He shuttered with disgust, but smiled at his wife politely.

"That was great!" Karen exclaimed. She sat up straight. Plankton noticed a dial on her head that was turned up high.

"Is that your vacation setting?" Plankton asked with worry. "No," Karen replied. "It's my sexy setting!"