Krabs vs the Nutcracker
Eugene woke up and decided to take a break from the usual workday by spying on Plankton and ruining
his day. "Hehe, little bastard doesn't know i'm here" said Krabs as Plankton eyed his on the camera. "So
Mr Krabs wants to play hardball?" Plankton responded by trapping the floor with grease and placed a
container of hot oil on the edge. Mr Krabs slipped upon entering and fell into the vat of hot oil.
The pain was excruciatingly bad and only got worse when Hands used tongs to grab his free meal.
Eugene fought like the devil himself, desperately holding the tongs apart. Plankton procured a feather
and Eugene laughed maniacally as he was carried off, deep fried and seething with anger.
2 days later, Mr Hands was thrown onto the floor of the Chum Bucket, thoroughly bisected from his
original owner by a crazed Mr Krabs, now having gone completely bonkers from having been de-shelled
by a Nutcracker. Krabs had played dead, even as he was de-shelled, sauteed and grilled to a golden
brown crisp. Outside of a severe tan burn and peeling skin, he was fine, and pissed.
Plankton was grabbed and dipped into the boiling oil, swelling up immediately as Krabs walked back to
work. Stephen Hillenburg was reported dead 3 hours later.