I had the idea of this story for as long as I can remember.

For the record, I myself am a HUGE fan of Patrick's character, he's the main reason I even still watch the show anymore..

Anyway, please enjoy the story.. And please, no flaming my ideas for this, without proper reason for it...

It was a beauitful day in Bikini Bottom, and everyone's favorite dimwitted Starfish was doing what he always dose.. Sleeping almost ALL hours of the day.

Inside his rock house, laying on a bed 'liturary' made of sand, Patrick was cuddled up with a teddy bear, and for whatever reason, sucking his thumb.

Suddenly there was a knock on his door, carzing him to wake up.

Patrick opened up his rock to see a mailman.

"Hello" Patrick greeted, as friendly as could sound.

"letter for mister Starfish" the mailman said, holding a mailcard.

"What Starfish?" Patrick asked, looking around as if looking for someone.

"just take the letter" the mailman groaned.

"What do I do with it?" Patrick asked, taking the letter.

But the mailman had already left, before Patrick finished the sentence.

MUCH LATER!

Spongebob had finished cleaning his front window.

Suddenly Patrick broke though it, eventhough Spongrbob's door was wide open.

"Hey! I just cleaned that!" Spongebob groaned.

"Spongebob, I received something cool today!" Patrick cried excited.

"What is it?" Spongebob asked.

"A pickle!" Patrick cried, pulling one out from behind him (same way cartoon characters have those endless back pockets).

"Wow, thats great" Spongebob said happily.

"I also got something in the mail!"

"What is it Patrick?" Spongebob asked.

"A stamp!" Patrick cried, showing a tiny mail stamp in his hand.

"Cool" Spongebob said happily.

"Ya, it can go with my cellection" Patrick said.

"By the way, why was that letter, I saw the mailman giving you?" Spongebob asked.

"I don't know what to do with it" Patrick said, pulling out the letter from behind him.

"Have you tired opening it?"

"I never tired opening anything in my ENTIRE life" Patrick replied.

"Let me then" Spongebob said, motioning for Patrick to briefly give him the letter, but at that direct moment, it was already opened by Patrick, witch confused Spongebob.

Patrick read the letter outloud.

Dear mister Star...

We ran a bunch of names though a hat, and for whatever reason, yours came up..

And so, even though you probably didn't offer yourself as wanting to do so..

You are free to travel to anywhere in the world.

You can bring a friend, if needed.

THE NEXT DAY!

Patrick and Spongebob, were shown in a huge line, inside the Bikini Bottom airport.

"Isn't this great" Spongebob said excitedly.

"Ya, I'm so happy, I haven't bathed in a month" Patrick replied.

"But we only been here for an hour or two" Spongebob said, creeped out.

"Ya, (laughs to self)"

At that moment green stink air started coming from Patrick, and reached the noses, of everyone in line, carzing everyone except Patrick and Spongebob to run and scream in fear.

"Whoa, that sure saved a lot of time... I guess we missed something happening" Patrick said happily.

"Actually, they seemed to run from your B.O" Spongebob said.

"YOUR A B.O!" Patrick cried angrily.

"No, B.O means you smell bad" Spongebob replied.

"What are we talking about?" Patrick asked, after a brief silence.

"Never mind" Spongebob groaned.

Spongebob looked at his watch, and to his shock realized he was late for work. Witch ended with Patrick having to take the trip by HIMSELF.

"But I don't even remember where I choose to go" Patrick groaned.

"Last boarding call for Springfield" said the woman in front of the tunnel towards the plain.

"OH I LOVE SPRINGS!" Patrick cried excitedly, and ran over, and ended up taking the plain.

I'll end the chapter here,

Please review :)