Yep, this is still going.
As the two decided to search for other villains to join their team, Plankton decided to head back to the Chum Bucket, as he wanted to find his contacts. As he and Crocker, who was wearing a helmet, walked through the doors, his wife, Karen, woke up. She was not in her body, but instead was on her screen against the wall.
"So, how'd it go?" Karen asked.
"Not now, Karen!" Plankton moaned, as he jumped onto the control panel. "I'm trying to look for my contact lists!"
"So, you're Karen!" Crocker pointed. "Plankton's told us a lot about you! I'd never thought I'd meet anyone lonely enough to build a robot wife!"
"Good for you." Karen responded.
"Though I'll admit, I've been guilty to building a robot girlfriend of mine own. All of them which have DUMPED ME!" he screamed.
"I'm guessing he's from that Syndicate you're in." Karen said.
"Not anymore. Both me and Crocker are finished with that Syndicate!" Plankton responded, as his eyes were searching through papers.
"Considering all those nights you walked in here venting from all the stress, I saw this coming a mile away." Karen said.
"What are those contacts even for?" Crocker asked.
"I tried to make my own Evil Syndicate ages ago." Plankton answered. "It didn't work out, but I still have their numbers."
"What is this even about?" Karen asked.
"Oh, me and Crocker are starting our own villain team." Plankton responded. Karen sighed in response.
"I'd say, so this is your restaurant?" Crocker asked, looking around the place.
"Where else did you think we were?" Plankton responded.
"I thought we were in an abandoned prison! No wonder you get no customers!" Crocker pointed, as he saw the tables covered in spiderwebs.
"Well thanks! I didn't ask for your opinion buddy!" Plankton responded. "Besides, I clean them every week, and yet they keep collecting dust because those bottom feeders would rather eat at that Krusty Krab than here!"
"I'd say, you only sell chum!" Crocker pointed out. "I didn't even think that stuff was edible!"
"Why do you think I want that formula so bad?!" Plankton snapped, trying to hold back his anger at Crocker.
"Why don't you just cook something else!" Crocker suggested.
"Trust me, he's not gonna listen." Karen said.
"I heard that! And don't tell me how to live my life, Crocker!" Plankton shouted. "Aha! I found them!" In Plankton's hand he had three small cards, as they had the numbers for Beautiful Gorgeous, Technus and Tlaloc.
"What the heck is a Tlaloc?!" Crocker said, holding his card.
"He worked with during that stupid glob incident." Plankton explained.
"What?! Glob incident?! Why didn't I hear about any of this?"
Plankton shrugged. "Beats me. That guy was lame anyway." He threw the card away. "That only leaves Beautiful and Technus! Well actually, that just leave Technus since Beautiful is probably working with her father."
"Who is this Technus?" Crocker asked.
"Only one of the most powerful ghosts there is! He can possess any technology he wants and hack into any little gizmo he sees!" Plankton started happily rubbing his arms together as he described the ghost.
"I'd say, he sounds like he'd be the perfect villain to work with!" Crocker happily said.
"With him working for us, we'll be able to overpower Calamitous!" Plankton said, as he laughed.
"As long as you don't drive him away." Karen added.
"What are you talking about, Karen?! We don't drive people away." Plankton shouted.
"Well, people do tend to run away from me whenever I bring up FAIRIES!" Crocker admitted.
"Plankton, you and Crocker both share the same problem." Karen said. "You talk about others villains never being on your level but you never treat them like they're on your level."
"What are you even suggesting, Karen?" Crocker asked, sounding suspicious.
"I wasn't suggesting anything!" Karen responded. "Though I do suggest that if you're going to find villains, make sure you're actually able to work with them."
"Exactly, and that's what we're going to do!" Plankton said, as he pointed to the doors. "Crocker, let's find Technus! We're going interdimensional villain scouting, and we're not stopping until we find the toughest of the bunch!" He then turned to his wife. "Oh Karen, would you be a loving wife and join me for this one? Just in case we need to resort to other methods?" Plankton then walked through the doors.
Immediately, Karen decided to move herself back into her regular body. "He just never learns, I swear to neptune."
"Hey! I won't take this from a computer!" Crocker shouted in response. "Wait, what does he mean by other methods?"
Karen's hand then turned into a taser. "What else?" she responded.
Plankton, Crocker and Karen walked through the portal. However, instead of arriving at Crocker's basement, the three arrived in the middle of the city. "Hopefully, this syndicate won't involve grown adults fighting children." Karen said to herself, as the two stopped where they were, looking around their surroundings. Around them were buildings, one specifically was a restaurant with a cat head in front, named Mezmers.
"Crocker, where the heck are we?" Plankton asked.
"I don't know, but this certainly doesn't look like Dimmsdale." Crocker responded.
The two jumped and shrieked as a laser shot through the road they were standing on.
"WHAT IN NEPTUNE'S NAME WAS THAT?!" Plankton shrieked. The three looked up and saw something in the air. It was a blue and white robot with a humanoid body. This robot was then thrown inches away from where the three were. Crocker and Plankton shrieked, as they ran to the nearest alleyway. The two then heard something laughing above them. As the two heard this laughter, both had a grin on their faces.
"That sounds like maniacal laughter!" Crocker said excitedly.
"I know where this is going!" Plankton added.
Above them was the former queen of Cluster Prime, Vexus, who tore a portal in the air. "You might've ridded me of my army, XJ9! But mark my words, the Cluster shall always live on!" she boasted.
Jenny, aka, XJ9 got off from the road. "That's fine." she said. "I do enjoy a good fight anyways, and as long as you or the Cluster keeping showing up, there's going to be lots of them coming!"
"Mark my words, Jenny." Vexus said. "One day, we will enslave the meat creatures you favour, and you will regret all those days you've stood by them!" Vexus then ran through the portal.
As Jenny brushed the dust off her arms, Crocker and Plankton still had their eyes at the sky. "That was tremendous!" Plankton praised.
"WE SHOULD RECRUIT HER!" Crocker screamed, startling Jenny.
"Geez!" Jenny shouted, completely annoyed.
"Robot girl, what was that villain's name?!" Crocker asked.
"Vexus?" Jenny responded. "Wait, why do you want to know her name?"
"Because…" Plankton said, jumping on Crocker's hand. "We're investigators?"
Jenny squinted her eyes at them. "Are you guys wanting to team up with her or something?"
"Teamwork? Who said anything about teamwork?!" Crocker bluffed.
Jenny narrowed her eyes at the two. "Riiigght. I'm warning you guys, if I catch you doing anything evil, I won't be so nice!" She then blasted out into the sky.
"What did that robot mean by it won't be nice?" Crocker asked.
"What do you think she meant?" Plankton snarked. "Forget her. All we need is to find that Vexus and get her to join us!"
"I don't know, Plankton." Karen said. "She looks a little out of your league."
Plankton rolled his eye. "Can't I get just a little faith from you, Karen?"
"How are you going to find that Vexus anyway?"
Plankton opened his mouth, only to close it as he held his chin in thought. "Good question." Suddenly, a piece of crumbled paper struck Plankton, hitting him to the ground. "OW! Curse you...paper!" Plankton cried.
Crocker picked it up and read it. "If you're looking for a villain, meet me here in half an hour!" Crocker read. "Why the heck don't we just meet now?!"
"You know what this means, Crocker?" Plankton happily asked. "We found a villain!"
"Wow, that was quicker than I expected!" Crocker said.
"Technus can wait!" Plankton said. "It looks like we've already grabbed somebody's attention!"
Karen rolled the eyes that then appeared on her screen. "Now, all we got to do is wait here until this guy shows up!"
...
Two hours later, the two were sitting on the curb. Karen then slid by with an oil smoothie carton in her left hand and shopping bags in her right hand. "Are you two still sitting here?" Karen asked. Tired of waiting, she had decided to go shopping on her own. "I got you strawberry and I got you decaf." Karen said, giving Crocker his smoothie before giving Plankton a tiny cup.
"Thanks uh, Karen!" Crocker awkwardly thanked her.
"Oh brother, when is this guy going to show up?!" Plankton complained.
"It's been two hours, I'm pretty sure you would've got the message by now." Karen responded.
"Oh nuts to this! Let's just go find this blasted Technus!" Crocker said. "We've been stood up!"
"Do you have to say it like that?" An annoyed Plankton said. "We're meeting a villain, we're not on a date!"
Karen then turned to the side of the two villains, only to spot someone next to Crocker's feet. "Who is this?"
Crocker looked down, and saw what looked like a toy. However, the toy was moving, as on it's face, it looked like it was about to explode. "Oh, that? I don't know what the heck it is! Some child's toy that's been bothering us for the past hour and a half!" Crocker responded.
"UGH, YOU PUNY VILLAINS!" the toy shouted. "I am Kilgore, and I'M THEEEEE..." Kilgore's wind up key stopped moving, as he froze.
"Oh thank Neptune, it finally shut up!" Plankton said in relief.
"You said, he arrived an hour and a half ago?" Karen asked.
"Yes, what does that..." Crocker then realized what Karen was implying. "Oh no, you're saying this children's play thing is the villain we're looking for?!"
"I mean, there's a tag on his head with the words 'villain'. Clearly, that should've been the first clue." Karen responded.
"What?! That thing, the villain?!" Crocker shouted, as he grabbed the toy, and started to turn the key. "Let's let this thing answer for himself!"
"I'M THE...I'M THE...I'M THE VILLAIN!"
Crocker and Plankton glared at each other.
"You mean you're the one who threw this at me?" Plankton asked, grabbing the note.
"UGH!" Kilgore shouted. "I am the villain who brought you here! I wrote this note! I gathered you weaklings here to join your puny band of villains and I've been trying to tell you that for the past HOUR AND A HALF!"
Crocker and Plankton looked at each other again. "I think it's telling the truth!" Crocker said. At that moment, the two burst into laughter, as both of them fell to the ground.
"So you're the villain huh? Sorry buddy, we don't accept toys!" Plankton laughed again.
"It's okay! We're still opening for one job: THE MASCOT!" Crocker laughed. "How could anyone take something so small that seriously?"
Plankton laughed before giving Crocker an offended glare. "Hey!"
Kilgore gripped his tiny metal pinchers, and pulled out a tiny plastic gun, which grabbed Plankton's attention. "YOU DARE UNDERESTIMATE KILGORE?!" He shouted, as he pulled the trigger. Purple water came out of the gun, which made Plankton laugh harder.
"Oh no!" Plankton said sarcastically. "Water is my weak-" The water then touched his eye. "OW! OW! OWW! MY EYE! DEAR NEPTUNE, IT BURNS!"
"Good gravey, what's in that water?!" Crocker asked.
"It's made of the delightful pain-inflictor to the eye, known as…SHAMPOO! BAH NAH!" Kilgore boasted.
"I'll give you that one, you stupid toy!" Plankton complimented, as he stopped jumping in pain, though his eye was completely bloodshot. "But you're not joining our group!"
"What?! Why not?!" Kilgore shouted.
"Why not?! WHY NOT?!" Crocker responded. "You're a filthy toy! We can't be a respected team of villains if one of our members is some children's play thing!"
"Actually, he isn't exactly a toy." Karen explained, turning on her stats again. "He's actually a robot modeled after a toy. He also has high brain activity."
"Brain?! I possess no brain!" Kilgore responded.
"You don't say." Plankton snarked.
"I possess no human organs, for those are a WEAKNESS to you beings!"
"Here's a suggestion: I think you should let him into your team." Karen said to the two villains. Both glared at each other, not knowing how to respond.
"Karen, do you have a virus or something?" Plankton asked.
"If my readings are correct, he's an intelligent being, and could be an essential to the team." Karen said.
"Are you not seeing him?!" Crocker cried, lifting up Kilgore. "Does THIS look like an intelligent being?!"
"That, and he's kinda annoying." Plankton added. "Look Karen, we're trying to rival Calamitous! We're not trying to prove him right about us!"
"I told you that you need to find villains on your level." Karen said. "And Kilgore here looks like the type who is on your level."
"Is that another jab at my size?" Plankton asked
"Also, he's pretty adorable!" Her eyes popped on the screen as she rubbed her finger on Kilgore's forehead. She then looked at Plankton again, giving her an annoyed glare. "But mostly the intelligent part!"
"Adorable? We're we're trying to rule the world! Not trying to be on teen magazines!" Crocker snapped.
"DO NOT CALL ME ADORABLE!" Kilgore shouted, slapping Karen's had. "My looks may deceive you, but this mechanical box is right! You will never find a villain as ruthless as KILGORE!"
"Probably wouldn't find one as annoying either." Plankton snarked.
"How about we forget this piece of metal and see if we can still find Vexus?" Crocker asked.
"Vexus?!" Kilgore shouted. "You'd still be foolish enough to work with that backstabbing race of weaklings?! You'd be making a mistake! Besides, she's,how the weaklings say it, OUT OF YOUR LEAGUE!"
"Told you so." Karen said.
"Do all of you robots really think alike?" Crocker asked, annoyed.
Plankton sighed again. "Alright fine, we'll let you on our stupid team! But only temporary!"
"What?!" Crocker shouted. "Do you realize what you're doing, Plankton?! We barely formed this Syndicate and already you're setting us up to be CLOWNS! We're better off finding that Vexus!"
"You'd be making a mistake! She wouldn't be threatened by any of you!" Kilgore said. "If XJ9 couldn't, what makes you that blasted Vexus will? Besides, they can't even take me seriously!"
"You're a toy! Why would anyone take you seriously?!" Crocker responded. "You're less threatening than a choking hazard!" At that moment, Crocker turned his head to see the civilians stare, feeling weirded out at the sight of a man yelling at a toy. "What are you all staring at?!" Crocker shouted. "THESE ARE PRIVATE MATTERS!"
"Freak." one of the civilains said, as they walked off.
"You better listen to him, Plankton." Karen said.
"Whatever! You better live up to this brain my wife says you have, buddy!" Plankton said.
"So you're just going to give in, Plankton?" Crocker whined. "Why?! Do you relate to him being judged based on his size and realized you're doing the same people do to you?!"
Plankton and Kilgore didn't know how to respond. "Where did you get that idea?!" Plankton shouted. "It's just to shut my wife up!"
"You fool! Keep your Saturday morning aesops to yourself!" Kilgore ordered, as he jumped on Karen's hand, while Plankton jumped on Crocker's shoulder. "Together, we shall destroy mankind!"
"Alright, let's make one thing clear: We're not those type of villains! We don't want to destroy it, we want to ENSLAVE it! Sort of."
Kilgore blew a raspberry. "Enslaving it? That is lame!" he whined. "I want it DESTROYED!"
"Look, we're figure out our priorities when we assemble a full team!" Plankton said.
A portal opened up from the remote, and the villains walked through it.
...
The four walked out of the portal, and entered an underground lab. "Where are we?!" Kilgore asked.
"It appears we're in Amity Park!" Crocker answered. "And we are near the Ghost Zone!" The villains then turned to what looked like a sealed portal, blocked by a striped door. "And I am certain that's it!" Crocker pointed.
"Karen, could you, my loving wife, make yourself useful?" Plankton asked.
Karen rolled towards the portals' password key, and plugged herself into a small slot.
"You know, I always found ghost hunting kinda lame!" Crocker said. "Nowhere near as exciting as…FAIRIES! I mean, where's the fun in hunting dead people?"
"Good for you." Plankton responded, not really caring. At that moment, Karen opened the Ghost Zone portal.
The villains walked towards the Ghost Zone portal. "I just realized, are you sure that Technus is even in there?" Crocker asked.
"Not really." Plankton answered.
"Kilgore fears no ghost!" Kilgore said to himself.
At that moment, a spirit appeared out of the portal. The ghost had white hair and black lens, and wore a dark robe. It was none other than Nikolai Technus, who gave his trademark maniacal laugh.
"AHHH! A ghost!" Kilgore screamed, hiding behind Karen. The two villains glared at Kilgore. "I wasn't expecting him!" He defended.
"It is I, Technus! Back in the human world to conquer all technology!"
"Technus! It's been awhile!" Plankton happily said.
"Sheldon J. Plankton? What are you doing here?!" Technus responded.
"Sheldon? Your name is Sheldon?" Crocker asked, as he began to chuckle, along with Karen.
"One, don't call me Sheldon. Two, yes it is me, and both me and my allies have come here for an offer." Plankton said. "We're here to offer you a chance, to join our villainous group!"
"Group of villains?! Again?" Technus responded. "As I recall, the last group we were in failed!"
"Yeah, well this one is different!" Plankton said, pointing to his members.
Technus raised an eyebrow at the two. "Your team members are an office worker and a toy?"
At that moment, the group of villains heard a gasp and turned around to see Danny Phantom himself, looking at them in shock. "The ghost child!" Technus called out.
"Oh poo, we should've checked if anyone was home." Crocker said.
"Are you guys serious?" Danny snapped. "We fought barely two hours ago!"
"No we didn't! You didn't even defeat us!" Crocker responded.
"Look ghost boy, we're kinda in the middle of something here so why don't you go do whatever dumb thing teenagers do nowadays." Plankton said.
Danny then turned into his ghost self. "I'm only going to ask this once: get out of my…GAH!" Danny was blasted and knocked out by a laser from the roof, which was caused by Kilgore, stepping on the control panel.
"You all owe me your bidding!" Kilgore said.
"Anyways, where was I? Yeah, the offer!" Technus said.
"So are you in?" Plankton asked.
"Hmm, let me think about this...NO!" Technus then flew out of Fentonworks, laughing.
"Didn't see that coming." Crocker said.
Plankton clenched his fists as he growled. "Why do all these villains have to be so stubborn?!" Plankton shouted.
"I dunno Plankton, why are they?" Karen asked sarcastically.
"Oh, let's just find some other stupid ghost! We came here for one anyways!"
"What? Why do we even need a ghost?" Crocker asked.
"Because if that Vlad taught us anything, they're extremely powerful!" Plankton said. Meanwhile, as Kilgore was examining the control panel, he pressed a button, which revealed shelves of the Fenton ghost hunting weapons.
The four villains walked into the Ghost Zone, walking among the floating platform that followed the portal.
"Do we have to enter this realm of deadly…I mean, this place is nothing but pseudo-nonsense!" Kilgore bluffed.
"Calm down, slinky!" Plankton insulted. "From what I remember, the ghosts can't touch you in here."
Plankton's eye widened as he saw all the doors surrounding the Ghost Zone. "Oh geez, look at all this!" he whined. "We have to go through all this?! We might as well be selling them cookies!"
"Then let's make this quick, the first ghost we see, we'll force it to join our group!" Crocker said.
"You don't exactly have to use force." Karen said. "You could just simply ask them."
"Yes, because surely that went well with Technus, computer!" Crocker said. "First ghost we see, no exceptions!"
Suddenly, a ghost appeared in front of them. "BEWARE! I AM THE BOX GHOST!" he shouted. "I have heard about you villains and I am forcing you to LET ME IN YOUR TEAM, or face the wrath of ME!" he said, as he laughed.
All of the villains had no immediate reaction to this. "That's an exception! Second ghost we see!" Crocker said, as the team ignored him.
"HEY!" Box Ghost groaned.
"At least you didn't convince me to let him in." Plankton said to his wife.
"I don't think you were missing out on anything." Karen said, as she then spotted another ghost on a nearby rock.
"Now, what can I do to get rid of that stupid ghost boy?" Ember McClain asked herself.
"There's another target." Karen pointed, as Plankton and Crocker looked in her direction.
"The make-up? The blue hair? The belly baring clothing?" Crocker noted. "Oh no, it's a teenager! An even worse nightmare than children!"
"She might be all you have." Karen said.
"Do we really have to?" Plankton whined to his wife. "Can't we find some bigger ghost or something?"
"Does searching for another hour sound like a better idea to you?" Karen asked.
"Besides, the typical teenager is weak minded! They should be easy to persuade!" Kilgore said.
"Fine!" Crocker and Plankton groaned, as they walked to the ghost.
"I cannot believe I'm doing this…" Plankton said. "Follow my lead, Crocker." He then turned to Ember.
"Hey um…you with the blue hair!" Plankton shouted, which did get Ember's attention.
"What do you losers want?" Ember asked, turning to them. She was confused by the sight of them. "Are you guys even from here?"
An annoyed Plankton sighed, as he looked away crossing his arms. "Look, we're a bunch of villains looking for a ghost to join us, and we were wondering if you wanted in, if not boo hoo, sorry we wasted your time, thanks anyways!"
"And why should I waste my time with you losers?" Ember asked.
"Well you see-"
"JOIN US OR WE'LL CAPTURE YOU GHOST!" Crocker then shouted as he aimed a vacuum cleaner at Ember. "Don't make me use this!
Ember raised an eyebrow at the insane teacher. "Seriously?"
"Yeah, seriously?" Plankton added. "You know that's a vacuum cleaner, right?"
"I know that. I mean, NO IT'S NOT!" Crocker shouted.
Tired of the embarrassment, Plankton stood on Ember's guitar "Look kid, I just needed a stupid ghost just to make up for that Technus who rejected me!" he whined.
"You bothered me just because Technus rejected you?" Ember asked, a bit weirded out.
"Not like that! I just wanted him to join our team!" Plankton responded.
"I OFFERED!" Box Ghost whined.
"Nobody likes you!" Plankton snapped. "And I'm only doing this is to prove how superior I am to both Professor Calamitous and VLAD PLASMIUS!"
Ember frowned for a moment before speaking. "You know, I still think you guys are losers." She then said. "Though not as much as Plasmius."
"You don't like Vlad either?" Plankton asked.
"Oh please, that guy is a total egotistical dipstick!" Ember responded. "He thinks he's one of the most powerful beings in the Ghost Zone, but everybody besides my stupid ex and that Fright Knight knows he's just some half-human who can't score a chick! That, and he always whines at me for dressing like a punk or whatever the old gramps calls it! I'd rather put up with that ghost kid than him! In fact, I'd even join you dweebs if we were going to embarrass him!"
"So…does that mean you will join us?" Plankton asked.
Ember thought for a moment before shrugging. "Eh, why not? It's not like I have anything better to do. Might be worth joining for a laugh at least." She then eyed the others. "This isn't all the team though, right?" Ember asked.
"We're hoping to get more members." Plankton said. "Anyway, welcome to the Syndicate."
..
The five villains had returned to Dimmsdale and were now inside Crocker's basement. "Now we have a ghost working for us, we're one step closer to being the greatest group of villains the world has EVER…" Plankton exclaimed.
"Denzel!" Aloud screechy voice called.
Crocker's pupils shrank. "Everyone in the closet."
Ember gave Crocker a weirded out look. "What the heck are you..."
"NOW!" Crocker shouted as he interrupted Ember. She huffed in annoyance as she disappeared, as he then stuffed Karen and Kilgore into the closet.
Walking down the stairs was Dolores Crocker, aka, Crocker's mother. What do you want, Mother?" Crocker snapped.
"Just checking up on my boy!" She said cheerfully.
"But what I have I told you about not knocking?!" Crocker shouted.
"Denzel, who is that?" Dolores asked, pointing to Plankton, who was still there.
"I told you to hide!" Crocker snapped. "I mean, he's just a bug!"
"Denzel, is that one of those Evil Syndicate villains?" Dolores asked.
"Mother, I quit that syndicate! I'm done with them!" Crocker shouted.
"Well, alright! But I'm warning you, son, if I find out you are a part of any villainous activity, I will have to intervene!" Dolores said, as she pulled out a laser gun, as she then left the room.
As soon as Crocker's mother closed the door, Kilgore and Karen were out of the closet with had their mechanical arms on their waists. Ember then appeared, with a disgusted expression. "What?" Crocker asked.
"Can't say I'm surprised by this." Karen said.
"You live with your MOM?!" Ember shouted.
"Forget finding more villains, this should be our next focus: finding a lair!" Karen shouted. "This is just pathetic!"
"What middle-aged human still lives with HIS BIRTHGIVER?!" Kilgore cried.
"Hey, why don't all of you try being a low paid teacher?!" Crocker whined. "Well that, and I blow a ton of possible rent money on my hunting gear and lottery tickets."
"Crocker, since you're an idiot, I shouldn't have to tell you this can't be our evil lair!" Plankton shouted. "Your mother will DOOM EVERYTHING! We'll be a bigger embarrassment than we were with Calamitous and Vlad!"
"Then this means…I'll have to move out?!" Crocker realized. "That sounds delightful! I'm free from my mother...except I..I don't know about that." Karen facepalmed (or rather screenpalmed) as she sighed.
"I feel you, fellow villains!" Kilgore said.
"Okay now, I take back what I said about Vlad being a bigger loser than you." Ember threatened.
"If you're gonna be such a baby about it, don't think of it as moving out! Think of it like a temporary workplace to spend half the day in!" Plankton said.
"But where exactly?" Crocker asked. "Why don't we just move into your…"
"Nope, not the Chum Bucket!" Plankton said.
"I second that." Karen said.
Crocker then turned to Kilgore and Ember. "How about.."
"Nope, not with me either." Ember said.
"My place of dwelling is a toy store! You in there would look very uncomfortable for the humans!" Kilgore said.
"Besides, don't you think we should find somewhere else?" Plankton asked. "Somewhere that's not one of our worlds?"
"Why not?" Crocker asked.
"Because we'll be easier to find!" Plankton said. "What we need is a place desolate from any superheroes or villains, or anything worth of interest. Karen, can you scan for one?"
"I don't have any knowledge of what's outside of this universe." Karen responded. "But if you give me that remote, I might be able to find one."
Plankton took the remote from Crocker's hand, and handed it to Karen. As she put it towards her head, an hourglass appeared on the screen. Seconds later, something popped up. "I've loaded about an infinite amount of results."
"Try the first one then." Plankton said.
...
GREAT LAKES CITY
Bobby Santiago, a resident of the Casagrande apartment building, was in the middle of sweeping in the building's own bodega, as headphones covered his ears. In the same bodega was Ronnie Anne, drinking a slushie. However, something outside got her attention. It was a green portal, and out of it came Crocker and the other four. "Holy cow!" Ronnie Anne exclaimed, as the portal closed. "Bobby are you seeing this?!" she said to Bobby, who was too busy listening to his music.
Outside, the villains looked at their surroundings. "Karen, I said a place where we won't be detected!" Plankton whined.
"This is an entire stinkin' city!"
"This was still what popped up from the results." Karen said. "Besides, if we plan things right, we won't be."
"Hey, how were you able to do that?" Ronnie Anne asked, as the villains noticed her out of the store.
"Too late." Crocker said to Karen.
"Do what?" Ember asked.
"You just went out of some kind of portal!" Ronnie Anne answered.
"Oh that! Um, I did it!" Crocker said. "Um...I'm an inventor!"
"Inventor? Please you couldn't even.."
Crocker covered Plankton's mouth. "In fact, these creatures are my inventions! Including this guy!" Crocker held up Plankton. "Quick, act like a robot!" he whispered.
"Beep boop." Plankton boredly said standing still.
"Even her?" Ronnie Anne asked, pointing to Ember.
"Oh she's not a robot! She's instead my…daughter!"
At the sound of the words, Ember's hair began to light up in flames. "If you ever call me that again, I...!" Ember then calmed down at she saw Ronnie Anne's eyes light up. "Actually, I'm his um…collegue! This old dipstick is just a little crazy! By the way my hair, was also part of his experiments! It's why, I look like a ghost!"
"Okay?" Ronnie Anne responded, still unsure of what to make of them.
"Run along little child. We should settle in." Crocker said. "In fact, my fellow robots have to meet the landlord, isn't that right?"
"We're on it." Plankton responded, as he jumped off onto Karen, as him and Kilgore stood on the top of her head. As soon as they were into the building, Karen pulled out her taser, which made Kilgore snicker.
"Well welcome to Great Lakes City!" Ronnie Anne greeted. "You'll have an awesome time here!"
"Eh, I'm mostly here for...WORK!" Crocker shouted at the last minute.
"If you want to focus on moving your stuff, I could help you!" Ronnie Anne offered.
"That's fine, but me, my colleague and my..ROBOTS…can do it ourselves!" Crocker responded.
"Okay, but if you want to focus on that, then don't let my Abuela catch you." Ronnie Anne said. "She really loves meeting new neighbors. But nice to meet you!" Ronnie Anne then ran back into the bodega.
Crocker then sweated, as he walked into the building. "Hopefully, we don't have to worry about her!"
"Seriously, don't ever call me your daughter!" Ember threatened, as the two walked in.
Plankton looked around the city for a moment before turning to Karen. "So there's no heroes or villains here and basically nothing interesting happens here ever?"
"That seems about right."
Plankton sighed. "Well, better get used to this place then."