This chapter is an entry for the Round 4 of Fanfic Bootcamp.

Fandom : Despicable Me x Spongebob Squarepants

"Sir, we've arrived at Bikini Bottom." A static voice announced, causing my heavy eyelids to swerve open.

Drowsily, I rubbed my eyes and glanced at the foreign, seemingly silly environment.

Out there, smokes exited from the top of the buildings. Some parts were melting, still kindling red. Most of them are shaped like pipes made of metal.

I don't see any roaming inhabitants since AVL must've commanded them to escape.

I propelled a red-handled lever, prompting the pod to advance in full speed.

I don't have time to do this all day. As soon as I banish that micro-sized species, I'll join Lucy and the kids back in Super Silly Fun Land, enjoying the fluffy cotton candies.

Such a shame Valerie da Vinci—alias Madam Blah-Blah-Blah—banned the minions from joining me.

"We're near the Krusty Krabs Restaurant, sir." The artificial intelligence announced, and hurriedly I snatched my bundled sack on the back seat.

Forcefully, I stuffed myself into the black, froglike suit, which is my underwater costume.

Blah, why is it so hard to stuff this bulging... Body part? All I had for breakfast was—ah, forget it.

Suddenly my seat trembled noisily, and bounce!

I'm catapulted off my seat!

With a long-term scream ricocheting in my transparent, semi-circle helmet, I braced for the impact with my sack still in hand.

Who invented such a sickening feature?!

I dove headfirst on the sands, and I hastily scrambled to my feet, not wasting any time. Apparently, the pod threw me disgracefully next to the 'crime scene'.

A weirdly shaped robot—with long mechanical arms and legs, a body similar to a bacteria, steel-made, and a transparent cockpit—is cackling wildly in front of the cracked door.

"I'm coming for you, special recipe!" It boomed, swinging its shaky leg towards the entrance.

I dashed on my flippers and halted on the door, which is now littered with glass shards.

"Whoa, hold it!" I raised both my hands, not in surrender but in halting. "So you're responsible for this mess and my untimely call?"

The legs stopped with a screech, and I caught a glimpse of what's inside the cockpit after squinting for a thousand times.

A green, beanlike creature, maybe the size of my thumb. Oh, no—maybe Agnes' thumb.

"Who are you? Weird, you don't look familiar."

"I'm Gru from the AVL, and I'm here so I can hunt more fluffy unicorns with Agnes!" Blurb, what did I just say? How shaming! "Uh, I mean... So I can catch you and finish my duty."

The creature scratched its horned head, and bent the upper body of the robot, inspecting me closer.

Its appearance's really hilarious! I can't believe Madam President sent me for a duty like this. What an insult to my capability!

"You must be Plankton, right? A dust-sized object with an unhealthy obsession with..."

"I'm not dust-sized! What d' you mean my obsession's unhealthy?"

Let's see, what line did I memorize in the pod before dozing off?

"You craved to steal a Krust-Kras-Krub..." I scratched the glass helmet in confusion. What was it again?

"Krabby Patty special recipe, you fool! How can you stop me when you don't even know what to protect?" It smirked maliciously, irking me with its sing-song villainy voice.

It kept on blabbering nonsense, which I appreciate. Now I have the chance to reveal... This! My Freeze Ray!

In a shocking move, I swung my weaponed arm and thrust it towards the cockpit's protection, spraying persistent ice on its surface.

It responded with an agitated 'hey'! Clearly, it wasn't expecting a sudden assault.

I snickered in amusement at its frail attempt to dust them off. With a car's wiper? Where did it find those?

I laughed frantically, clutching my belly and leaned on the doorframe for support. I ensured that it's loud enough to annoy the silly little psychopath.

I circled its squeaky, frantic state cautiously, and pointed my Freeze Ray to its toe, sticking it into place, resulting in another aggravated shout.

I focused on my waterproof glove, which is equipped with a bunch of colorful buttons.

With a mischievous smirk, I pressed the pink one, which spreads bubble gums. "This is for your poor sense of time! I..."

I kicked its whirring leg, bending it on the knees. "Am..."

I climbed the robot's body, approaching the cockpit. I landed a fistful punch on a part. "Supposed..."

Spider-like, I crawled to its back. The robot is unable to move, except squirming and squeaking. "To be..."

Aha, finally—the control panel! Cackling, I swung myself swiftly to the small square pattern.

My heart pumped in joy as its panicked cries pierced through the robot's speakers. In euphoria, I slammed the poorly protected box open.

I unleashed a dramatic cry, "Off duty today!" And with my ungloved, wizened hand, I pulled the switch, shutting down the whole system.

"No, Karen! You can't lose to the bald, black troll!" It exclaimed in rage when the machinery complaints stopped abruptly.

Excuse me—who's the bald, black troll?

Driven by an enraged mischief, I climbed the slippery body. Lucky I equipped myself with sticky flippers, which was inspired by a house lizard's toes.

I hurled my knuckles to the cowering creature, which is sobbing uncontrollably in the dark cockpit.

Ah, why am I wasting time with this—

Suddenly a whizzing sound erupted from the cockpit's sides, followed by a rush of air. I retreated a step in awareness and anticipation.

I nearly burst out laughing when it climbed out from the cockpit, which is enough to contain hundreds more of its kind.

I was readying myself for another Freeze Ray session when it strained an arm towards me, head bent low.

"Please forgive my actions, sir. I was a mere victim!" It pleaded, possibly intending to lure my pity out.

As if I have one.

"What d' ya mean victim? AVL clearly instructed me to catch you alive!"

"I deserved the special recipe. Without me, there'll be no Krusty Krabs!" It emotionally pointed to the restaurant's name plank. "Krabs was being greedy! He violated the copyright law—"

Ha! Talking about copyright law!

I ended up bursting out into another laughter.

"Bikini Bottom has a copyright law?" I stammered between my chuckles, eyeing the exasperated villain in humor. "Or were you borrowing our term?"

"Seriously, what species are you?" It advanced, narrowing its sole eye in suspicion.

"Homo sapiens. A mass of silly beings whose ideas you copied!"

Shouldn't every sea inhabitants know who we are for our reckless destructions? Or is it humans being anxious?

"You'll come with me, one eye." Inconspicuously, I've aimed for its figure with a Freeze Ray when a scorching heat spread through my flippers. Yelping in pain, I tumbled down from the robot's shoulders. My helmet briefly cracked, in sync with the horrible laughter from the micro-villain.

"You have to prevent me from entering Krabs' vault first." The voice cackled evilly. Once, it's so close to my ears, but now it's gone farther.

Madam President wasn't joking when she said, "The smaller the enemy, the larger the difficulty is."