We see a small little island floating gracefully in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. A cold, salty air fills your nose, causing your nostrils to burn a bit. But there is not a cloud in the sky. The sun is shining. The seagulls are chirping. Fish jumping in and out of the water. And a French narrator that has appeared out of nowhere to tell us this story.
"Ahhh. Ze sea. So beautiful. So calm. So...wet..." We plunge down beneath the waves to reveal the beautiful town of Bikini Bottom, marked by a small orange lifesaver. The sky is a light, painted blue, with little colored flowers floating in the sky. Millions of tiny buildings lie in the small suburb. But the one we are focusing on today, is the Pineapple villa belonging to the one known as...well, I'll let the narrator tell you.
"As we approach the home of our main character, we see a small dome, home to zat of Sandy Cheeks, an underwater squirrel who has come to study undersea life. Yes, it IS a strange city, isn't it?
"And next is ze Krusty Krab, ze workplace of our main heroes. Shaped like a lobster trap and run by ze money loving Monsier Krabs.
"Ahh. Here we are!" We see a small street, consisting only of three houses. Compared to the others in Bikini Bottom, these are a bit different. "Here we see ze home of Patrick Star." A large brown rock with a little antennae poking out the top is shown, the least strange of the three houses.
"And next we see Squidward Tentacles' house. An Easter Island Head." The narrator said with a chuckle. "And zis isn't the strangest yet."
Now we see the last house. A large pineapple. "And now, we approach ze home of our main hero. Spongebob Squarepants. Yes of COURSE, he lives in a pineapple, you silly!"
We then go inside the pineapple house to the bedroom of the sponge. A bed with three mattresses sits in the middle of the room, a diving board perched right above. There's also a bedside table with a foghorn alarm on it, along with a little pink snail with blue spots resting on a newspaper.
The little yellow, square sponge lay asleep in his bed snoring quietly. The foghorn ticks silently as light slowly melts into his bedroom. *Tick, tick, tick, tick*
***BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM* The alarm went off suddenly with no warning in a loud blast that would have shattered anyone's eardrums.
But Spongebob just opened his eyes slowly, not at all phased by the loud noise. Even taking his time to grogilly get out of bed while his snail flinches at the awful sound. Finally he clicks it off and stretches.
"Good morning, Gar-bear!" He chirps happily, petting his obviously annoyed snail.
"Mrow..." Gary murmured, curling his eyes stalks back up to go to sleep.
Spongebob went over to his calendar at the other side of the room. He gasps excitedly when he notices the date. "October 9th! That's Squidward's birthday!" He gets a sly look on his face. "I have to go and surprise him..."
"Meow.." Gary mumbles at his owner.
Spongebob glares at him. "What do you mean, I shouldn't bother him, Gary? It's his birthday, and I'm one of his best friends!" He takes out a pair of pants, that oddly enough have a white shirt melded into the top. They were brown with black loops running through it, and a red tie. He quickly puts them on and goes downstairs to search for something to give to his "friend".
Gary followed him downstairs, knowing with the sponge's excitement he wouldn't be able to fall back asleep. He rolled his eyes seeing Spongebob quickly trying to find something. "Meow?"
"I don't know, what do you think he'd like?" He asked his snail.
He sighed and just grumbled before going off to find some food in the house. Spongebob still searched his house and eventually found something. A shiny new clarinet. "Whoa, where did I get this?" He wondered. "Oh yeah, I went over that day to ask him if we could play clarinet together. Well, maybe he'd like a new one." He quickly wrapped it up in wrapping paper and put a little sticker on it.
Heading out the door, he grabbed his work hat for his job at the Krusty Krab and started down the street. He stopped in front of Squidward's house and knocked lightly on the door. No answer.
"Hmm. Maybe he's still asleep." Spongebob thought. He knocked again, louder this time. Still no answer. "We have to work today, I wonder why he's still asleep."
He decided that he might as well give him his present now, and opened the door, which surprisingly was open. He walked up the stairs quietly, to see the squid was still asleep.
He smiled slightly at the sight of him sleeping. He went over to where his head was facing and poked his bulbous nose. "Squidward... Squidwaaaard...?" He whispered softly. Still nothing. "Squidwaaaaaaaaard...?"
The squid just snored slightly. Spongebob sighed, putting his present on the floor. He climbed on the foot of the bed and sat of the bed so he was at Squidward's feet. "Squidwaaaard?" He whispered again. He inched closer so he was now on his stomach. "Squidward?" He said, slightly louder this time.
Suddenly he noticed his eyes opening slowly. Spongebob waved happily and Squidward smiledd slightly, thinking he was delusional. He suddenly froze and opened his eyes again. Seeing the Sponge on his stomach made him yell slightly. "Spongebob! What are you doing on my bed?"
"Well, you wouldn't wake up so..."
"And how did you get into my house?" The squid demanded.
"The door was unlocked." He said, smiling slightly. He was unphased by his neighbor's shock and surprise. He didn't know how awkward his positioning on the bed was. He was too innocent. "Oh! That reminds me!" He picked up his present off the floor and handed it to him. "Happy Birthday, Squid!"
"W-what?" Squidward stuttered. "How did you know..." He didn't even bother to finish, knowing he would get some stupefied answer. "Just get out!"
"But don't you want your-"
We suddenly see the outside of Squidward's house and hear him scream, "GET OUT!" The window smashes open, and Spongebob is hurled out, landing softly, being a sponge. His gift was still with him. He blinked, unsure of what he did wrong. He stood up, pride intact and waved at the direction of the window. "Ok, I'll just give it to you at work!"
He skipped happily in the direction of the Krusty Krab. The rock house at the end of the street suddenly lifted, revealing Patrick Star sticking onto it. "Hey Spongebob!" He called out to his best friend. Suddenly he felt his grip slipping and he crashed into his house below.
"Morning, Patrick!" Spongebob called, still continuing on his way. He couldn't wait to give Squidward his gift. He would love it. As he made his way to the Krusty Krab, he held onto the gift tightly.