Mr. Krabbs POV

I hope the boy takes this ok, but how can you argue with 4 cents! I would be a fool not make this new sucker...I mean "employee" my new fry cook at such a low price, and even on top of that this new guy has references up the wazoo. I just hope SpongeBob has a bit more luck than the last time he was on the lookout for a job...I mean seriously what was he thinking with all those places...all of them hated him at first, but then they started fighting over him like rabid animals. I just hope that at least one of those guys is a least somewhat sane and decides to take him back...you know without chaining him to the grill of anything...

Speaking of the sponge, here he comes now...I hate to do this to him...especially a second time...but he will eventually get over it...right? I mean it's just a job, it's not the end of the world or anything like that, I'm sure he will be hired by someone in a second, he is a darn good employee...but I just can't afford to keep him here any longer. I thought as he watched the sponge come into work as he always did (about a half hour early) through his office window. I sighed and reluctantly walked out in order to deliver the sponge the awful news. The sponge smiled at me as I approached and I gave him a weak smile back, those beady and innocent eyes of his making delivering this news all the harder.

"SpongeBob..." I said reluctantly.

"Yes, Mr. Krabbs?" SpongeBob asked curiously.

"There something I need to tell you..." I said as I nervously scratched the back of my neck with my claw.

"Oh! Is it a secret? I LOVE secrets." SpongBob said excitedly.

"No boyo...no...its not a secret..." I replied solemnly.

"What is it Mr. Krabbs? If your going to tell me about how awesome it is to work here...the words out, I already know." SpongeBob giggled having no idea how much added stress that statement was causing me.

"Well boyo...that's not it either..." I replied now so stressed I began to start sweating.

"What then?" SpongeBob asked curious as ever.

"Well there is no easy way to put this...but SpongeBob...you're fired..." I said trying to let him down easy but failing miserably.

"Bahahahahahahahah good one Mr. Krabbs...for a minute I almost thought you said I was fired." The sponge giggled uncontrollably.

"I afraid I did boyo...you see I found someone to replace ye...and they work for much cheaper...so your out." I explained twiddling my claws.

"Ok, it was a nice joke...but you can stop now..." SpongeBob said seriously not liking where this "joke" was heading.

"I'm afraid it's no joke...I'm sorry boyo, but your canned." I continued as Squidward looked on all to pleased at the situation.

"WHAT?! But Mr. Krabbs you remember what happened last time...the restaurant was in shambles!" SpongeBob said frantically almost about to burst into tears.

"This time it's different I'm afraid, I got a good replacement for you boyo, with references that are quite impressive to say the least." I told the now depressed and desperate looking sponge.

"So your just replacing me just like that!? Who could ever do the job as well as I could?" SpongeBob said now forgetting his sadness momentarily and replacing it with rage.

"Well I suppose you can see for yourself in about 2 weeks or so, after all that's when he starts. I realized I was a little hasty last time I fired ye so I've decided to give you two weeks notice boy, you deserve that much." I said plainly trying to avoid this getting anymore emotional than it already was.

"So that's it!? You give me two weeks notice and that's supposed to make everything ok again?! You seriously think that makes this ANY better?! Well if that's what you think MR. KRABBS, then I have two words for you...I QUIT!" SpongeBob said said with venom none of us expected including me and Squidward and especially the customers that happened to be listening in.

I tried to stop the boy, but he simply stormed out...but not before he did something none of us could hardly ever fathom him doing...he took off his work hat, threw it on the floor and stomped it into the dust until it was nothing but a dirty and crumpled piece of fabric and spat on it when he was finished. He turned to leave...but not before uttering the words that scared me forever.

"I hate you." The sponge said starring right at me as he slammed the door behind him.