I figure it's time for you pathetic little worms to discover my
version of the story. Not Mr. Krabs, Not Spongebob's. mine. and you will
read. you will understand because I, PLANKTON AM YOUR RULER! Ahem. Sorry.
Sugar Rush.
It all started when I was born. I was the middle child. There was 84 of us in total. There was Benthos and Coral and Diatom and. oh never mind. Anyway, I was the lucky number 42 and being raised with that many kids isn't a good thing. No one payed attention to me. but I was used to it. I forced myself to get used to it. *sob* that's when I met Percy, my best friend, I made her. She's a computer. *Sees confused look on your face* FORGET IT! Anyway, Percy listens to everything I say, and we even share a same goal.
When I was 10 years old the Krusty Krab was just opening. I wanted to go there I wanted to taste a Krabby Patty. I really wanted to! So my dad and mom took all us kids over there. Mom ordered and the food was being passed around. My eyes started to widen. my stomach growled. I drooled on the table THE SMELL WAS AMAZING! I longed for my piece, but as I waited, they forgot about me. Every single 83 of them got a big piece and me. I got none. I got up and stormed out of there not looking back, and I never saw my family again. Percy and I moved up to the top of the hills in Bikini Bottom, where the sun always shines, where the narrator is always happy, where people spend their free time at Goo Lagoon. It made me sick. As time passed, I grew older and wiser, yet I had hatred in my heart, hatred for being an outcast someone who didn't belong. I hated it and the more time I spent away from Bikini Bottom the more time I forgot about it. Until I turned 23. *evil music plays*
I knew it was time I had to get a job. I couldn't live in the dump I was living in now. I started as a busboy, made money. then grew a little too attached to it. As I longed for more. and more. and more. I got fired.
It all started when I was born. I was the middle child. There was 84 of us in total. There was Benthos and Coral and Diatom and. oh never mind. Anyway, I was the lucky number 42 and being raised with that many kids isn't a good thing. No one payed attention to me. but I was used to it. I forced myself to get used to it. *sob* that's when I met Percy, my best friend, I made her. She's a computer. *Sees confused look on your face* FORGET IT! Anyway, Percy listens to everything I say, and we even share a same goal.
When I was 10 years old the Krusty Krab was just opening. I wanted to go there I wanted to taste a Krabby Patty. I really wanted to! So my dad and mom took all us kids over there. Mom ordered and the food was being passed around. My eyes started to widen. my stomach growled. I drooled on the table THE SMELL WAS AMAZING! I longed for my piece, but as I waited, they forgot about me. Every single 83 of them got a big piece and me. I got none. I got up and stormed out of there not looking back, and I never saw my family again. Percy and I moved up to the top of the hills in Bikini Bottom, where the sun always shines, where the narrator is always happy, where people spend their free time at Goo Lagoon. It made me sick. As time passed, I grew older and wiser, yet I had hatred in my heart, hatred for being an outcast someone who didn't belong. I hated it and the more time I spent away from Bikini Bottom the more time I forgot about it. Until I turned 23. *evil music plays*
I knew it was time I had to get a job. I couldn't live in the dump I was living in now. I started as a busboy, made money. then grew a little too attached to it. As I longed for more. and more. and more. I got fired.