Disclaimer: Sadly, very sadly, I do NOT own Spongebob, Patrick, Goo
Lagoon, Gary, Mr. Krabs, Squidward, Sandy, Plankton, everything else, but
please, I made up Treasure Town, don't steal it. Thanks bunches! Hope you
like the story...
Chapter 1
Spongebob Squarepants and his friend, Patrick Star, walked along the edge of Goo Lagoon. They were going with Gary, Mr. Krabs, Squidward Tentacles, and Sandy Cheeks, on a vacation. Plankton was offered to go, but refused to travel with such 'imbeciles' such as them. Apparently, he thought destroying Bikini Bottom, (that is the town where Spongebob and his friends live) and stealing the Krabby Patty formula would be much more fun. Who knows why, but oh well.
Spongebob and friends were going on a delightful two-day vacation to Treasure Town, where supposedly buried human pirate treasure was buried. Treasure Town also had the best amusement parks, money saving, clarinet, snail, jellyfishing, and lots more conventions. Sandy went along because they also had the highest, fastest, scariest roller coasters in their amusement parks. Treasure Town was a real treasure.
Everyone was going to meet at Goo Lagoon, since everyone knew where it was. Gary came along for the snail convention, but Spongebob really just didn't want to leave him alone.
"Mother of Pearl! We're going to be late if the others don't show up soon, Patrick!" Spongebob checked his digital watch.
"For what?" Patrick asked, stupidly. (PLEASE don't be mad at me if you like Patrick, but face reality, he is very STUPID, common sense and bookwise, okay? I like everything about Spongebob, including Patrick!)
"Pat! The vacation! You did remember to bring your bags, didn't you?" Spongebob said.
"Check!" Patrick showed Spongebob his backpack, decorated with 'I'm a proud Weenie' stickers and cute little bunny patches.
"Okay!" Spongebob and Patrick waited about half a minute, after that, Mr. Krabs and Sandy Cheeks showed up, but still no Squidward.
"Hello, boys! Hello, Sandy," Mr. Krabs greeted.
"Mr. Krabs, aren't you bringing Pearl?" Spongebob asked.
"No, Pearly's going to cheerleading camp this week! My little girl, captain of the Bikini Bottom High cheerleading squad!" Mr. Krabs clasped his hands together.
"Okay then, sea critters, are we going or what?" Sandy asked as she sat down on a bench.
"Sandy! We have to wait for Squidward! He really wants to see the clarinet convention," Spongebob told her, but sat down next to her.
"Spongebob, me boy, we have to get going in the next minute or they're going to give away our seats on the airplane!" Mr. Krabs informed Spongebob and the other.
"I guess you're right, Mr. Krabs," Spongebob heaved his backpack onto his shoulders and sighed. "I still wish he came though, he wanted to come so badly!" Spongebob followed the others, nonetheless.
Squidward ran hard to the airport. He had been in the bathtub, listening to his records, not noticing how late it was.
"If I don't get there in the next thirty seconds, I won't make the flight, I won't get to Treasure Town, I won't get to go to the clarinet convention, and I...wait...I won't....have to deal....with....Spongebob! One whole week without Spongebob! Maybe this isn't so bad!" Squidward said aloud.
But, nevertheless, Squidward made the flight. At least I'm not seated next to the yellow headache, Spongebob. Squidward thought as he rested his head on the pillow provided for him at the beginning of the flight. Spongebob and Patrick sat next to each other, giggling about the jellyfishing convention.
"Spongebob, do you think we'll giggle get to meet giggle the inventor of jellyfishing?" Patrick asked.
"Pat, the inventor of jellyfishing lives next to us! Squidward invented it!" Spongebob reminded his friend.
"giggle Oh yeah....Do you think we'll get to search for buried treasure?" Patrick asked.
"I sure hope so, Pat! Suppose we find it, what would you do with it all?" Spongebob asked.
"Well, I'd buy the world's biggest rock, and live in a mansion. Then I'd buy a bunch of food, desserts, hamburgers, everything! What would you do with it, Spongebob?" Patrick asked.
"I'd buy a bigger pineapple. Then, I'd buy the world's BIGGEST hat! But oh well, it's just a fantasy," Spongebob sighed.
"You know what I'd do with it?" Squidward asked, irritated by the two's loud voices.
"What, Squidward?" Patrick asked.
"I'd buy some DUCT TAPE TO KEEP YOU TWO BARNACLE HEADS QUIET!!!" Squidward yelled.
"Please keep your voice down, sir," the flight attendant said.
"Do you want us to be quiet, Squidward?" Spongebob asked, naively.
"Yes, PLEASE," Squidward wiggled down into his seat and hid behind 'Clarinets Weekly', a magazine he had brought with him.
The rest of the trip was pretty quiet, except for occasional snoring sounds from Patrick and meows from Gary, who was in a cage by Spongebob's feet. Spongebob tried to sleep, but couldn't. He was way too excited. Spongebob was the only one on the whole airplane who was awake when they got to Treasure Town at 10 o'clock at night. The pilot's voice was loud over the intercom.
"Here we are, Treasure Town. If you are transferring to flight 99, then go to gate..." But the rest was drowned out by the rustle and bustle of people grabbing their luggage, including Spongebob and his friends (henceforth, the gang).
Mr. Krabs was the first out of the airplane, then came Squidward, then Sandy, then Spongebob, and finally Patrick.
"Well, that was quite a flight, wasn't it, ya'll?" Sandy's thick Texas accent stood out in the crowd.
"It sure was, Sandy! I'm so glad we're here! Let's start exploring right now!" Spongebob smiled as big as he could.
"Let's not. I want a warm bath and Clary," Squidward referred to his clarinet as Clary, just so you know.
"That sounds good, Mr. Squidward. Spongebob, we'll explore tomorrow, but right now, I'm very tired. How about first thing in the morning?" Mr. Krabs said.
"Meow!" Gary meowed in agreement.
"Okay...I guess so, let's go to our hotel room," Spongebob said. He was so disappointed! He had stayed up until 10 o'clock to find out they weren't going to explore the minute they got there? That didn't seem fair.
Everyone went to their separate rooms. Spongebob carried Gary's cage into his room and dropped it on the floor. He bent down and unclasped the latch. Gary slithered (A/N: I guess that's what you'd call what he does, who knows though) up the bed and closed his eyes. Spongebob curled up in his sheets and tried to sleep. For two hours, all Spongebob could do was look at the ceiling. Spongeob's mind just wouldn't turn off. All Spongebob could think about was going to the jellyfishing convention, riding the Ferris Wheel at the best amusement parks in the deep blue sea, and exploring Treasure Town, including digging for the treasure.
All of a sudden, Spongebob just couldn't stand it; he HAD to see the city! I should wake up the others. They'll probably be mad, but I don't care. Spongebob thought to himself. He slipped out of bed and put his pants, shirt, shoes, socks, and his tie on. Spongebob left Gary sleeping on his bed and crept out into the hall.
Chapter 1
Spongebob Squarepants and his friend, Patrick Star, walked along the edge of Goo Lagoon. They were going with Gary, Mr. Krabs, Squidward Tentacles, and Sandy Cheeks, on a vacation. Plankton was offered to go, but refused to travel with such 'imbeciles' such as them. Apparently, he thought destroying Bikini Bottom, (that is the town where Spongebob and his friends live) and stealing the Krabby Patty formula would be much more fun. Who knows why, but oh well.
Spongebob and friends were going on a delightful two-day vacation to Treasure Town, where supposedly buried human pirate treasure was buried. Treasure Town also had the best amusement parks, money saving, clarinet, snail, jellyfishing, and lots more conventions. Sandy went along because they also had the highest, fastest, scariest roller coasters in their amusement parks. Treasure Town was a real treasure.
Everyone was going to meet at Goo Lagoon, since everyone knew where it was. Gary came along for the snail convention, but Spongebob really just didn't want to leave him alone.
"Mother of Pearl! We're going to be late if the others don't show up soon, Patrick!" Spongebob checked his digital watch.
"For what?" Patrick asked, stupidly. (PLEASE don't be mad at me if you like Patrick, but face reality, he is very STUPID, common sense and bookwise, okay? I like everything about Spongebob, including Patrick!)
"Pat! The vacation! You did remember to bring your bags, didn't you?" Spongebob said.
"Check!" Patrick showed Spongebob his backpack, decorated with 'I'm a proud Weenie' stickers and cute little bunny patches.
"Okay!" Spongebob and Patrick waited about half a minute, after that, Mr. Krabs and Sandy Cheeks showed up, but still no Squidward.
"Hello, boys! Hello, Sandy," Mr. Krabs greeted.
"Mr. Krabs, aren't you bringing Pearl?" Spongebob asked.
"No, Pearly's going to cheerleading camp this week! My little girl, captain of the Bikini Bottom High cheerleading squad!" Mr. Krabs clasped his hands together.
"Okay then, sea critters, are we going or what?" Sandy asked as she sat down on a bench.
"Sandy! We have to wait for Squidward! He really wants to see the clarinet convention," Spongebob told her, but sat down next to her.
"Spongebob, me boy, we have to get going in the next minute or they're going to give away our seats on the airplane!" Mr. Krabs informed Spongebob and the other.
"I guess you're right, Mr. Krabs," Spongebob heaved his backpack onto his shoulders and sighed. "I still wish he came though, he wanted to come so badly!" Spongebob followed the others, nonetheless.
Squidward ran hard to the airport. He had been in the bathtub, listening to his records, not noticing how late it was.
"If I don't get there in the next thirty seconds, I won't make the flight, I won't get to Treasure Town, I won't get to go to the clarinet convention, and I...wait...I won't....have to deal....with....Spongebob! One whole week without Spongebob! Maybe this isn't so bad!" Squidward said aloud.
But, nevertheless, Squidward made the flight. At least I'm not seated next to the yellow headache, Spongebob. Squidward thought as he rested his head on the pillow provided for him at the beginning of the flight. Spongebob and Patrick sat next to each other, giggling about the jellyfishing convention.
"Spongebob, do you think we'll giggle get to meet giggle the inventor of jellyfishing?" Patrick asked.
"Pat, the inventor of jellyfishing lives next to us! Squidward invented it!" Spongebob reminded his friend.
"giggle Oh yeah....Do you think we'll get to search for buried treasure?" Patrick asked.
"I sure hope so, Pat! Suppose we find it, what would you do with it all?" Spongebob asked.
"Well, I'd buy the world's biggest rock, and live in a mansion. Then I'd buy a bunch of food, desserts, hamburgers, everything! What would you do with it, Spongebob?" Patrick asked.
"I'd buy a bigger pineapple. Then, I'd buy the world's BIGGEST hat! But oh well, it's just a fantasy," Spongebob sighed.
"You know what I'd do with it?" Squidward asked, irritated by the two's loud voices.
"What, Squidward?" Patrick asked.
"I'd buy some DUCT TAPE TO KEEP YOU TWO BARNACLE HEADS QUIET!!!" Squidward yelled.
"Please keep your voice down, sir," the flight attendant said.
"Do you want us to be quiet, Squidward?" Spongebob asked, naively.
"Yes, PLEASE," Squidward wiggled down into his seat and hid behind 'Clarinets Weekly', a magazine he had brought with him.
The rest of the trip was pretty quiet, except for occasional snoring sounds from Patrick and meows from Gary, who was in a cage by Spongebob's feet. Spongebob tried to sleep, but couldn't. He was way too excited. Spongebob was the only one on the whole airplane who was awake when they got to Treasure Town at 10 o'clock at night. The pilot's voice was loud over the intercom.
"Here we are, Treasure Town. If you are transferring to flight 99, then go to gate..." But the rest was drowned out by the rustle and bustle of people grabbing their luggage, including Spongebob and his friends (henceforth, the gang).
Mr. Krabs was the first out of the airplane, then came Squidward, then Sandy, then Spongebob, and finally Patrick.
"Well, that was quite a flight, wasn't it, ya'll?" Sandy's thick Texas accent stood out in the crowd.
"It sure was, Sandy! I'm so glad we're here! Let's start exploring right now!" Spongebob smiled as big as he could.
"Let's not. I want a warm bath and Clary," Squidward referred to his clarinet as Clary, just so you know.
"That sounds good, Mr. Squidward. Spongebob, we'll explore tomorrow, but right now, I'm very tired. How about first thing in the morning?" Mr. Krabs said.
"Meow!" Gary meowed in agreement.
"Okay...I guess so, let's go to our hotel room," Spongebob said. He was so disappointed! He had stayed up until 10 o'clock to find out they weren't going to explore the minute they got there? That didn't seem fair.
Everyone went to their separate rooms. Spongebob carried Gary's cage into his room and dropped it on the floor. He bent down and unclasped the latch. Gary slithered (A/N: I guess that's what you'd call what he does, who knows though) up the bed and closed his eyes. Spongebob curled up in his sheets and tried to sleep. For two hours, all Spongebob could do was look at the ceiling. Spongeob's mind just wouldn't turn off. All Spongebob could think about was going to the jellyfishing convention, riding the Ferris Wheel at the best amusement parks in the deep blue sea, and exploring Treasure Town, including digging for the treasure.
All of a sudden, Spongebob just couldn't stand it; he HAD to see the city! I should wake up the others. They'll probably be mad, but I don't care. Spongebob thought to himself. He slipped out of bed and put his pants, shirt, shoes, socks, and his tie on. Spongebob left Gary sleeping on his bed and crept out into the hall.