So I got this extreamly weird idea and... I just had to. Anyway, this story takes place after the third movie. Will is captain of the Flying Dutchman and Barbossa and Jack are still fighting over the Black Pearl. In this story Barbossa shoots Jack before taking the map piece that Jack stole at the end of the movie. If there are any mistakes regarding POTC I'm sorry. My sister is the Pirates of the carribean expert, not me. But I would love to know because I hate it when there are mistakes like that in a story.

There will probably be references to some Spongebob episodes in later chapters but it probably won't be confusing if you haven't seen them.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, places, ect. used in this story, only the idea of course.

The last thing Jack saw was Barbossa's ugly laughing face. A few seconds after the shot was fiered Jack knew that he was dead. The next thing he knew he was on board the flying Dutchmen. He looked up into the extreamly irritated, glaring face of his old friend William Turner.

"Jack, you've got to be kidding me! Not again! You know, people aren't always just going to come and save you all the time, because believe it or not, we diddn't go last time just to see you."

"Hello William." Jack flashed what he thought to be his most charming grin at Will. "Wonderfull to see you once again my friend." He said, prodding Will with a finger.

"Jack, I'm sorry but there's no escaping the locker this time." Will sighed. "You will have to pay for your crimes sooner or later."

"Well, can't you think of some other punishment? I will go crazy if I have to be in that locker again, mate."

Will grinned. "Well there is one thing, though I really don't think it will do your sanity much better. There are some very interesting things that I've discovered under the water Jack. Things you wouldn't believe."

"If it isn't the locker, I'll take it."

"Believe me it's not much better."

"I said I'll take it" Jack replied desprately as the boat plunged down below the surface and into the ocean.

It was very disconcerting being on a boat underwater and not having to breath. Jack felt slightly uncomfortable. Suddenly a strange little town came into veiw. There was a sign reading, WELCOME TO BIKINI BOTTOM! In large letters. There were also fish walking around and they were wearing clothes! And attrocious clothes at that! "And I thought Singapore was bad" Jack thought aloud.

"Well, here's where you get off Jack. See you in one hundred years." Will said before wishing him good luck and bidding him goodbye.

Jack walked by some peculiar little buildings that were elongated, and unlike anything he had ever seen.

"And I don't even have a peanut." he grumbled to himself.

"Peanuts? I LOVE Peanuts!" Came a voice behind him.

Jack froze, pulled a face, and slowly turned around to face a strange looking person. He was big and pink and had a cone shaped head. Jack backed up a few steps and looked at the thing up and down. It looked sort of like a starfish. "Who are you?" He asked.

The strange person looked back at him uninterestedly. He then put a pointed, fingerless, hand into his mouth and began sucking on it. Then he took it out and used it to point at Jack," You don't have any ice cream do you."

Jack's eyes darted from side to side. "I don't recall ever saying anything about ice cream mate. Quite frankly, I haven't the slightest idear what you would be tryin to convey... I'm new here, savy?"

The pink man was staring back at Jack stupidly. His mouth was gaping open. "HA HA HA You talk funny." Patrick said. Jack thought his laugh sounded weird. It was all deep and fake sounding.

Jack turned his back on Patrick while he thought of something to say. Then he heard patrick behind him talking to someone else.

"Spongebob! Look there's a really weird guy!"

Jack squeezed his eyes tight, afraid to see what sort of new abomination he had to deal with now. He had NO idea.

"Hi. I'm Spongebob." The freaky yellow square said.

Jack took in his bulging blue eyes, protruding teeth, and yellow, spongy skin. All he could do for the next fifteen seconds was gape in horror. As soon as he regained controll of his limbs he turned and ran as fast as he could (arms flailing above his head) in the direction that the flying dutchman had gone in.

"Will! Will! come back!" Soon Jack realised that calling Will wasn't going to help him, so he just flumped himself onto the ground on his back so he could look up at the flowers floating on the surface of the water. "Oh bugger."

Jack yelped unintentionally when he saw the sponge...thing leaning over him. He leapt to his feet, but not before seeing that the sponge was holding out a strange looking net on a stick, right in front of Jack's face. His head collided with the object and sent him sprawling back on the ground. Dazed, he tried to make out the words that the sponge was trying to say, but all he could make out was "jelly fishing" before he blacked out.