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time to steal the formula before it disappeared!”
    â€œReally? Time travel?” Karen asked incredulously.“Where are you going to find a computer that can do THAT?”
    Instantly, her powerful computer brain gave her the answer. “Wait a minute …,” she said.

    Outside, SpongeBob and Plankton sneaked away from the Chum Bucket carrying Karen’s head. “I’ve never carried a head before,” SpongeBob whispered.
    â€œYou’ll get used to it,” Plankton said.
    â€œIt’s still warm,” SpongeBob said in a little voice.
    They left the angry guards behind, still beating the tire. “So you won’t talk, eh?” one of the guards snarled. “Let some air out of him!”

    At an abandoned Mexican-German restaurant called Taco Haüs, SpongeBob carefully set Karen’s head on the floor. “Is this where we’re going to build our time machine?” he asked, looking around at the dusty restaurant.
    Plankton nodded. “Sure! It’s got everything weneed! A photo booth, a cuckoo clock, some stale chips…. Now all we have to do is build it!”
    Seeing another opportunity for a song about teamwork, SpongeBob happily pulled out his trusty pitch pipe and blew into it.
    â€œOh, no, you don’t!” Plankton protested.
    â€œHey!” SpongeBob cried.
    â€œI, uh, need it,” Plankton said. “For, um … the time machine!”
    â€œOh, okay!”
    Plankton took the pitch pipe into another room.
WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM!
It sounded as though he was smashing something with a hammer.
FLUSH!
Then it sounded like he was flushing something down a toilet. “Installed!” he announced when he came back.
    And so, working together, along with Karen’s powerful brain, using the crummy materials they found in the abandoned restaurant, Plankton and SpongeBob built a time machine. When they were done, Plankton spun the hands on the cuckoo clock, and an engine roared to life.
VRROOM!
    â€œI did it!” Plankton said proudly.
    â€œNo, WE did it!” SpongeBob corrected him.
    â€œWe DID do it,” Plankton admitted, “as a
tee-am
!”
    â€œA TEAM!” SpongeBob said.
    â€œWhatever,” Plankton said, climbing into the photo booth. “Say ‘Cheese!’”
    â€œCheese!”
    The time machine sputtered and died.
    Plankton stepped out of the booth. “What’s WRONG with this thing?” he fumed, studying his time-machine blueprint. “I don’t understand! We got EVERYTHING! It makes no SENSE!”
    â€œSense?” SpongeBob mused. “Cents!” He pulled a quarter out of his pocket. “Twenty-five cents, to be exact!”
    SpongeBob dropped the quarter in the photo booth’s slot, and the time machine started right back up.
VRROOM! WHIRRRR!
    SpongeBob and Plankton jumped into the time machine. “So,” SpongeBob said, looking around, “how do we tell this time machine where to go?”
    â€œI don’t know,” Plankton said. “Let’s try THIS button!”
    He pressed a big green button. Lights flashed! SpongeBob and Plankton hurtled back through time. When they stopped, SpongeBob cautiously slid open the photo booth’s curtain and stepped out.
    The time machine was sitting in the middle of a desolate wasteland. There was no sign of Bikini Bottom anywhere.
    â€œAccording to my calculations, the Krusty Krabshould be right here,” Plankton said, puzzled.
    SpongeBob pointed. “What’s that over there?”
    He ran over and found Patrick! But Patrick was much, much older, with a long beard.
    â€œPatrick?” SpongeBob asked.
    â€œSpongeBob?” older Patrick croaked. “Is it really you?”
    â€œYes, Patrick, it’s—”
    â€œFinally, the Great Krabby Patty Famine is OVER!” Patrick cried in gratitude.
    â€œGreat Krabby Patty Famine?” SpongeBob said. “What year IS