Chapter One: Prank on Squidward!
It was a quiet, ordinary day in Bikini Bottom. The seaweed was green, and the townsfolk moved around busily from place to place including the lazy and slightly slow Patrick Star. Now, Mr. Star wasn't an idiot, though most people would classify him as one, he was just unique in his own, special way, his mom even said so. In fact, Patrick Star was the last living of the famous Star household. His mother was a famous super model for the Pacific Oceans famous "Star Magazine" however ironically close that sounds to the human Star Magazine. The only difference between the two magazines was the fact that the human version had pictures and articles about celebrities, not starfish.
Now, I digress, but back to the story of our fictional character and his fictional family. His father, while not being a supermodel, was in fact a world famous fortune cookie maker and by world I mean ocean. Now, on this particular day, Spongebob and Patrick were up to no good to foil Squidwards day of perpetual relaxation and obnoxious clarinet playing. "Patrick, we have to be super quiet and sneaky if we're going to do this right." Spongebob whispered and Patrick nodded to Spongebob "of course! Now let's hurry this up, my pants are getting antsy!" He said as Spongebob put a finger to his lip to indicate to be silent.
Spongebob tried the door, it was unlocked. He opened it a crack and looked in, all was quiet in Squidward's home. Spongebob opened the door slowly until it could open no further. He stepped in, on his tiptoes, careful not to make a sound on the old floorboards that made up the bottom level of Squidward's house. Patrick slowly followed Spongebob in, a floorboard creaked as Patrick set his bulk upon it. Spongebob swiveled around and put a finger to his lips, and bobbed his head up and down, emphasizing on the need to be quiet. Patrick nodded back, then carefully put one leg in front of him, and carefully lowered it down onto another unlucky floorboard to have to deal with the incredible weight of Sir Patrick Star.
Spongebob reached the stairs almost two minutes before Patrick did, due to the fact that Spongebob was much lighter and agile than our heavy-set pink starfish. As Spongebob waited for Patrick to finish the painstakingly long process of crossing the floor stealthily he heard Squidward move upstairs. The sound of a wannabe professional clarinetist playing his instrument floated down the stairs. When Patrick reached Spongebob, he bent down and said "what exactly are we doing to Squidward?"
Spongebob's eyes went wide; he smacked himself several times on his forehead chanting "stupid, stupid, stupid Spongebob!" When he finished with his ritual of smacking his square noggin, Spongebob looked at Patrick and said "alright, let me think. How about we go up the stairs and-" "yeah, yeah?" Patrick said in an excited whisper. "You didn't let me finish, Patrick." Patrick hung his head as if he was being scolded. "I… I am so sorry Sponge, I didn't realize…" He said in an overdramatic voice, his eyes welling up with tears. "It's fine Patrick, now, here's what we're going to do. First we walk up the stairs, then how about… we start throwing things at him!" "Sounds good to me, buddy" Patrick exclaimed happily.
And thus, the two amigos began to climb up the steps very carefully, and all the while the horrid sound of a horrid clarinet play grew louder. At the top of the steps they identified the sound was coming from a room at the far end of a hallway, covered in beige walls and green floorboards, a terrible combination which Patrick pointed out several times as they carefully walked to the room where Squidward was playing his clarinet.
Spongebob once again carefully opened this door, and looked in through a small crack. Squidward's back was to them, he was sitting in a chair with a music stand in front of him. They looked at each other a giggled as they quietly slid into the room. Once in, they quietly shut the door behind them and scanned the room for a quick analysis of objects to be hurtled at Squidward. Spongebob spotted a vase and Patrick spotted a sculpture of a beluga whale that was about two feet long. They picked up the furnishings and, on the count of three, let out a scream. The clarinet squeaked as Squidward spun around looking at the intruders. "Now Patrick!" Spongebob yelled as he chucked the vase at Squidward. He ducked behind his chair, as it smashed on his forehead. Patrick let out a wild scream and threw the beluga whale sculpture at him. It hit Squidward square on the forehead. He slid to the floor unconscious.
They looked at each other in surprise. "It seems we miscalculated" Patrick stated unhappily, "our opponent has slid into a false slumber, waiting to pounce on us as soon as he turn out backs to him." He continued and Spongebob turned to him "wow Pat, I didn't know you knew such large words! I am so proud of you, however, Squidward just fainted. You threw the whale at him to hard, I think." He said worriedly. "I think we should take him back to my house, just to make sure he's okay." Spongebob said, Patrick quickly agreed and Patrick threw the limp squid over his shoulder. The two friends trudged back to the yellow pineapple to look after their good friend Squidward…
Almost an hour later Squidward awoke on Spongebob's couch muttering words like "ouch, my head" or "where am I?" When he opened his eyes, he was surprised to find Spongebob looking at him. Squidward screamed and sat up. "Where am I? Why am I here? What have you done with me? What is with-" then he stopped. "Oh right, you ambushed me in my own house." He said as his worried stature turned as cold as ice. Spongebob laughed to himself nervously "funny you should mention that Squid, old buddy but you see-" He was cut off as Squidward stood up and walked to the door. "Why can't you guys just play Pokémon?" he said sarcastically.
Patrick had walked in, unseen by either Spongebob or Squidward, but now he had to talk. "Pokémon, what in the name of Neptune is that?" Squidward gasped "you don't know?" he asked, Patrick and Spongebob both just shook their heads. Squidward chuckled to himself, what a bunch of losers. Pokémon is for little kids, but I may as well lead them on in my own little trick… he thought mischievously. "You see, Pokemon are magical creatures with fantastical powers. In fact, I think the show is on now…" Spongebob and Patrick looked at each other wide eyed with excitement. "What channel, what channel, what channel?" They asked, almost begging on their hands and knees.
"Well, that trick you played on me was pretty mean, after what you two did I don't know if I should tell you." He said faking sympathy in his voice; this is like stealing candy from a baby he thought, smirking to himself. "Please tell us! We'll never bother you ever again in our lifetime, we swear!" Spongebob said, "yeah we swear!" Patrick agreed quickly in a whiney voice. "Well…" Squidward said, as if considering not to tell them. "Alright, it's on channel five-hundred and ninety-three" he said, and quickly exited the house, not wanting to deal with them anymore.
"Well, that should keep them off my back for awhile at least. I don't even think that five-hundred and whatever is an actual channel" he said to himself proceeding to laugh, which sounded like a snort, obnoxiously all the way to his house. When he entered, he made sure all his doors were locked and all his windows were shut and bolted. He then walked up the stairs wearily rubbing his head and then taking a nice, hot, steaming shower.
Meanwhile, at Spongebob's house, the two friends sat in front of the T.V. and turned to channel five-hundred and ninety-three. "Up next is Pokémon…" the announcer said as the screen turned to a commercial. Spongebob quickly got up, made a bag of popcorn for himself and three for Patrick and got an ice cold glass of pop for both him and his friend. He entered the room balancing everything precariously on both hands. He sat down beside Patrick, handing him the entrée just as the Pokémon theme song began. The two friends watched anxiously to see what the show was about…
Thirty minutes later Patrick and Spongebob sat in silence. "That was the best show I have ever seen" Spongebob said quietly as Patrick silently agreed. There was more awed silence until Patrick said "I want to become a Pokémon trainer really bad!" Spongebob agreed and said "it's late Pat, but tomorrow let's go on a journey to become one!" "Yeah!" Patrick agreed enthusiastically. And with that, he went home to his rock to rest. Tomorrow would be a big day…