Creation

Day Off

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!