Chapter 1: A "Normal" Day

It was a normal day at the Krusty Krab. Of course, by normal, I mean Plankton attempting to steal the Krabby Patty Secret Formula for the bazillionth time.

This time, Plankton had created several duplicates of himself in his latest effort to steal the formula and had taken Mr. Krabs and SpongeBob hostage.

"Your reign of dominance in the fast food industry is over Krabs! Once my clones successfully get through your safe, the Krabby Patty Formula is as good as mine! Then, I can finally start mass producing your Krabby Patties, and then I'll finally be able to RULE THE WORLD!" Plankton laughed manically.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that Plankton! You may have tied me and me one loyal employee up, but we'll find a way out of this metallic rope thingy!" Mr. Krabs retorted to Plankton.

At last, the clones successfully broke open Mr. Krabs' safe and handed the formula to Plankton.

"YES! Finally! Well, no need for these clones anymore." Plankton remarked as he pressed a button on one of his gadgets and caused all the clones to evaporate.

"You know it says a lot about yer character when you have to use multiple clones of yourself to get what yer looking for and then immediately get rid of them after you succeed." Mr. Krabs remarked.

"Well, what else am I going to do with them?!"

Dead silence filled Mr. Krabs' office.

"As I thought... Later Krabs! Your secret formula is finally mine!" Plankton laughed as he ran out of Mr. Krabs' office.

However, as Plankton was making his way through, he heard the sounds of tires squealing and sirens blaring.

"SHELDON J. PLANKTON, WE HAVE THE ESTABLISHMENT SURROUNDED, COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP!"

"But how?! You and the Sponge were the only ones in the restaurant and I had you two both tied up!" Plankton said bewildered as he was put into the back of the police boat.

"Simple, I called the police once you had completely made it into Mr. Krabs' office." SpongeBob explained.

"But you were tied up!" Plankton exclaimed.

"That? Oh, that wasn't the real SpongeBob, that was a paper mache copy of the boy you tied up with me. My cam- er, senses detected you were going to steal the formuler today, so we made it before you came!" Mr. Krabs explained.

"Curses! It doesn't matter what method I try, you always get the better of me! Your reign of terror will come to an end eventually! I've got lots, and I mean lots of-"

Plankton was cut off with the officer slamming the door shut.

"I'm assuming they'll give him the 15-20 for grand larceny, but the prison has gotta find a better way to keep him from escaping." The officer said to Mr. Krabs and SpongeBob as he left with Plankton in tow.

"Well boy-o, another Plankton plot has been foiled!" Mr. Krabs said pleased with himself.

"Yep! Good call on making that paper mache model of me Mr. K, he didn't even notice the difference!" SpongeBob said in agreement.

"That one-eyed fool was too focused on me formula to notice it!" Mr. Krabs laughed as the two walked back inside to the empty restaurant.

During this entire escapade, Squidward had been sleeping the entire time.

"MISTER SQUIDWARD!"

"Huh? Wah?" Squidward mumbled as he woke up confused.

"Once again, Plankton tried to steal me formuler, and you didn't do nuttin' to stop him!" Mr. Krabs said annoyed.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realize that I'm required to help you deal with your personal problems!" Squidward shot back.

"You're an employee! That's just what's expected of ye!"

"I was trying to catch up on some sleep since you have us work ungodly hours!"

"Oh, sleeping on the job again eh? That's gonna be deducted on yer next paycheck!"

"You don't pay me as is! I'm pretty sure you're violating labor laws with how low you pay us! Heck, I'm pretty sure this entire grease trap is a violation of pretty much every labor law in the book!"

"If you don't like it Mister Squidward, then why bother working here?!"

"Because this was the only job I could get and can seemingly only get no matter where else I look! You know what? I've had it! Putting up with idiotic customers, poor working conditions, low pay, and especially dealing with your cheapness and that obnoxious sponge day after day for years on end has practically driven me to insanity! I QUIT!" Squidward yelled as he threw his hat at Mr. Krabs and stormed out of the Krusty Krab.

SpongeBob and Mr. Krabs stood in silence for a moment, before Mr. Krabs spoke up.

"Oh he'll be back, I'm sure of it..." Mr. Krabs remarked.

"I dunno Mr. Krabs, he seemed pretty angry." SpongeBob said worryingly.

"Squidward has quit on us several times before and came back, it might be a few days or a couple of weeks, but he'll be back..." Mr. Krabs remarked.

Two Days Later...

Squidward was relaxing at home, sipping a cup of tea while watching the evening news. He hadn't started looking for a new job yet, electing to wait a while and enjoy some relaxation that he believed he deserved.

"...and in other news, Sheldon J. Plankton broke out of the Bikini Bottom Prison overnight." The anchorman said.

Squidward heard Plankton's name, and decided to listen, curious of what else there was to know about it.

"Prison Officials are still uncertain and confused on how he managed to break out, as he had been confined to Solitary." The anchorman explained, "Authorities are requesting that citizens be on the lookout for the criminal. Police suspect he could be plotting a serious attack against longtime rival Eugene H. Krabs, owner of the popular Krusty Krab eatery, as he was quoted in his trial as claiming that Krabs would be going 'down the river' once he got out."

A grin developed among Squidward's face.

An evil one that is.

He looked at his clock, it was past six, so the Krusty Krab was already closed. He decided to go give Plankton a little "visit" at the Chum Bucket.