Streamers. Candy. Popcorn. Music that kept playing over and over. That was all Squidward had known for the past two days. He had partied so hard.

There was even a sugar crash involved. That was how he had ended up where he was now. Laying down on the floor with his mouth hanging open.

The dull haze he was in couldn't be completely because of all that sugar though. He had felt this way since the moment the truth had sunk in that SpongeBob was really leaving. He couldn't exactly tell if it was a bad or good feeling. He chose the latter.

He didn't remember falling asleep. All he remembered was opening his eyes only to find that he was in his special tub. The same tub that had been invaded by SpongeBob before both mentally and physically.

The day Squidward was put in charge of the Krusty Krab…was the worst day of his life. That was the first time that Squidward could not get that damn yellow sponge out of his mind. All he could hear during that time was his fucking annoying voice. Are you finished with those errands? Are you finished with those errands? Are you finished with those errands? Although he didn't know it then, he would never forget that voice that he thought to be annoying.

Another time, Squidward had tried his hardest to forget. He was about enjoy a nice soak in the bath tub, until the biggest shock of his life had walked through his bathroom door. Looking back now though, he really shouldn't have been shocked. Those two always bothered him. But it did shock him. He had never screamed so hard in his life.

Although the weirdest part of the little 'incident' was when Spongebob had stuck his hand in Squidward's bath water. He put his hand in there with a splash and then…nothing. For some reason, Squidward remembered nothing beyond that. He tried not to think about it. It freaked him out.

Now, all that mattered was that he was finally ALOONE. Just like that time he traveled to the future. Completely ALOONE.

Until the hard knocking on his door completely woke him from his slumber and made his eyes go wide open. His first thought. Spongebob. It was a loud thought, so loud that he actually said it through gritted teeth. "Spongebob"!

Squidward got out of the tub and put on his clothes as fast as he possibly could. This better be good, he thought. He stomped quickly down the stairs and threw the wooden door open, screaming even before the door was fully open. "Spongebob! What the fuck are you-…What?" He looked all around. All he could see was a dark green fish, carrying a huge pizza box. What, he thought. Isn't this the guy that chased Spongebob and Patrick around screaming CHOCOLATE? What in the hell is he doing here? "What the fucking hell are you doing here, Chocolate Guy? Is this another one of SpongeBob's dumbass tricks to get me outside to go jellyfishing? Is he here? Where is he?" Squidward asked frantically as kept looking around outside.

The dark green fish was creeped out. "Umm. No. I am Dave, the pizza guy. Here to deliver this pizza to you. Who's this chocolate guy you're talking about? I have no idea what you're talking about." Chocolate Guy or 'Dave' as he called himself almost looked embarrassed now. Well, he should be, the damn motherfucker thought Squidward as he rolled his eyes.

"Oh, please. How do you explain all the damn bubbles in my garage then? Or the two morons that kept me from being fancy." Squidward was angrier than ever now. What was this guy doing here and where the hell was Spongebob? "Look, you bastard. I don't know what you're up to, but you better tell me where the fuck Spongebob is and what's going here, before I call the cops on you, you asshole."

Chocolate guy looked confused for the longest time then he finally said, "Ohhh, you mean that little yellow dude. Yeah, uhh, he left a few days ago." Several seconds passed. "Uhhh, yeah. You're creeping me out, so I'm just going to give you the Krusty Krab pizza then leave. Well…see ya." Then he dropped the pizza and then ran away faster than Squidward had seen anyone run away.

Squidward's eyes followed Chocolate Guy until they landed on SpongeBob's house. Only there was something off about it. There was... there was nothing there. What the living hell is going on here, thought Squidward.

That's when a trailer pulled up and right where SpongeBob's house was. Or used to be.

An orange fish stepped out with an ugly female fish and three children that ran screaming to Mr. Krab's yard. Something about the orange fish looked familiar. Squidward squinted hard at him until he came over and stared back at him. "Hey, buddy. What are you looking at? Wait a minute? Were you looking at my wife? HOW DARE YOU? NOBODY LOOKS AT MY WIFE, BUT ME!" Before Squidward could even process what he was saying, he felt a hard blow to his nose, so hard that the nose knocked back into his body so hard that he fell back on his hairless head.

The shock finally snapped him out of his daze. His eyes opened widely to the intense pain of his big fat-ass nose, if you could even call it a nose. The other fish was staring down at him with the angriest eyes Squidward had ever seen. That's when a lot of things came back to him, including who exactly this fish was.

His last thought before everything went dark was one name that brought back a lot of memories. Frank?