The Squidward and Plankton Show, A Fic By Paige Roberts:
Chapter 1
One bright Sunday afternoon, Squidward sat in his Easter Island Head home watching television. It was a particularly quiet day since Spongebob and Patrick had gone to a jellyfish convention, and he was loving every second of it.
"Ah..." he said with a contented sigh, "Now I know how Kanye West feels; this is definitely the good life!"
He leaned back in his recliner and inhaled deeply. "No Spongebob, no Patrick, no work –it's just me and my plasma flat screen...heheh."
Just then, a commercial caught his eye...
"Hello, there!" said a man in a bright blue suit with a large mustache. "Have you ever dreamt of being a star? Ever wondered what it would feel like to have the entire world hear your voice–and actually listen to what you have to say??"
Squidward leaned forward in interest. "You bet I have," he said, turning up the volume.
"Well, then, you have the qualities of a true radio DJ!" the man cried, throwing confetti into the air.
"A radio DJ, huh...?" Squidward asked thoughtfully.
"That's right! A real, actual RADIO DJ!!!"
More confetti.
"And for all you future Ryan Seacrests' out there, you're in luck, because you have a chance to get your own radio station–today!"
"Today?!" Squidward asked happily.
"Yeah! Today!! All you have to do is head on down to Radioz R Us and grab a raffle ticket. We're giving you a chance to win an absolutely free, currently unoccupied FM station, if your number is chosen!!"
Squidward was very interested right now.
"You'll be heard by people all across the ocean...citizens will tune into you every morning between the hours of ten to one...you will be adored–"
"Adored..."
"Worshipped–"
"Worshipped...!"
"And above all, you'll be able to get ANYTHING YOU WANT!!"
"ANYTHING I WANT?!?!?!"
"That's right! All you have to do is come to Radioz R Us today! Don't be late.."
But Squidward was already out of the door.