[gasping]

Sorry, Planky Bear.

I'm just a little distracted waiting for our baby to be delivered.

Oh, well that makes sense.

A baby?!

I don't want a baby!

It's too late to stop it now.

It's been nine months and the baby is no longer on backorder.

Can we ask for store credit instead?

[groaning]

My baby's here!

[shrieking]

Not if I have anything to say about it.

[cooing]

Oh, Planky Poo, look how cute our baby is.

Oh please, that thing isn't even a graphing calculator.

- Weak. - Oh, come on.

How could you look at our baby itty little keyboard

and say she's not the cutest?

I have the perfect name for him.

Well, don't you wanna know the name?

- Not really. - It's Chip.

He's named after my grandfather, oh!

[crying]

[groaning]

Great, here we go with the crying.

Will you please hush that thing up?

[groaning]

There you go. All better.

Wow, how did you do that so fast?

Simple, I just typed 4-4-4-5 in his cute little keyboard.

I don't get it.

Shhh.

At least it can't get more annoying.

Hello!

[giggling]

[groaning]

[giggling]

A little drone told me you two are new parents.

So, I just had to bring over a little present for the baby.

Hello, baby.

Oh, I think little Chip likes you.

Obviously not the brightest diode in the box.

Look, Chip, your uncle SpongeBob got you a little something

It's a can of compressed air to keep your keys nice and clean, like this!

Phew.

[grunting]

[giggling]

[giggling]

Come on, walk to Mommy.

That's it. You can do it.

You're walking, baby!

You call that walking? This is walking.

This is how you do it. This is how it's done.

[giggling]

Ah! Mama's big boy is upgrading!

[giggling]

Aww.

[giggling]

[grunting]

[screaming]

This stinks!

Let's see if we can find some friends for Mama's special little boy.

You need to interface with someone fun.

Try that video game over there. It doesn't look too dangerous.

Oh.

Careful, Chip.

Uh, those monsters are too big. Come out of that game right now!

Chip, get out of there!

[grunting]

[laughing]

So you think you can do whatever you want because you're a teenager now?

You just wait until I tell your father.

[screeching]

What did you just say to me?!

I told Chip that game was too dangerous,

and do you know what he said to me?

[screeching]

And?

[groaning]

Just talk to your son! I need to cool my circuits.

Ooh, uh, hey, buddy.

Heh, what you doing?

[sighing]

Yeah, I hear you.

So, uh, what happened at the arcade?

Bam, bam, bam, bam!

Bam, bam!

[dolphin noises]

What? You mother stopped your game,

even though you were crushing it?

Your mother clearly doesn't get you, man.

But I have the perfect solution to your problem.

Run away.

Huh?

Yes, I said run away. Take off, see the world.

You do you.

Eh, now get out of here, you little scamp.