A/N: I apologize for the long wait for updates,but I'd like to be perfectly clear. I've not abandoned TFC or BTS and will update them when I get the chance, until then enjoy this story.
Patrick Star waved goodbye to his best friend Spongebob Squarepants, after a rather enjoyable afternoon of Jellyfishing. Once the rock that served as both his roof and door closed, did Patrick's goofy expression change. Gone was visage of the moronic clown and in its place was something else entirely, the face of an intelligent individual.
Patrick walked down one of the many tunnels he had constructed over the years, pausing only to change out of his Bermuda shorts. Instead he wore black pants that fitted his frame perfectly, and a white shirt with a black tie over which he wore a black jacket. He looked every bit the stereotypical Spy, minus the black shades.
Which he took out of his jacket's breast pocket and promptly put them on, jest as he entered a large circular room with a single table and chair facing a flat screen monitor. No sooner had he been seated at the table did the monitor turn on, showing a shadowy humanoid figure with a white backdrop. "Agent 19 what is the status of Subject: S.S" sad the shadow with voice that made identifying the gender of the speaker impossible, this was Patrick Star's Boss.
Clearing his throat Patrick or Agent 19 as he was better known as began his debriefing, "Sir after extensive investigating I have concluded that Subject: S.S is not the spy we are looking for". Subject S.S was the codename given to Spongebob Squarepants by the Agency that sent Patrick, who believed him to be enemy spy hiding under the face of happy go-lucky fry cook. Patrick's boss was silent for a few minutes as he/she assimilated the information, "Are you completely certain of this?" it asked him.
"I am" replied Patrick resolutely.
"...Then you are to continue your undercover mission to root out the spy, keep me informed of any developments" said the shadow before the monitor shut off. Once the screen had gone blank Patrick released a sigh of relief though his friendship with Spongebob was a way for him to observe the sponge, Patrick would genuinely say that he was his first genuine friend. Reaching under the table Patrick lifted a black suitcase and placed it on the table, and opened it to reveal a manilla folder stuffed with papers.
Flicking to the first page which had Spongebob's picture in the corner, Patrick took a black pen and crossed his best friends picture.