i cant even think of a good story to write. /cries
The scene starts with Spongebob and Patrick sitting in front of their neighbors Squidward's house.
"Okay, Patrick. I bet you can't blow a bubble like mine!" Spongebob exclaimed, blowing a bubble shaped as a jellyfish.
The "bubblefish" stings the sponge on the side of his head, causing him to yelp. He laughs afterwards.
"You think you're the bubble blowing master, huh?" Patrick questioned. "Well, check this out!" The starfish blows a bubble, but it pops in midair.
They both laugh insanely.
The scene moves inside Squidward's room.
"Alright, my trusty clarinet, make me sound good." He hugged his instrument for good luck and starts to play.
The laughing outside causes him to stop. Squidward looks out his window, seeing the neighbors that he despised in front of his house. The octopus growls and snaps his clarinet in half.
The scene goes back in front of Squidward's house
"Hey, Patrick," Spongebob pauses for a minute, dipping his bubble wand into his bottle. "does Squidward seem quieter lately?"
Patrick thought about it. "Nope. What do you mean by that?"
"I mean, we've been doing annoying stuff, and he didn't even say one word to us." The sponge answered.
The door behind the two was slammed open and their "friend" Squidward was standing at the doorway, clutching his fists.
"SPONGEBOB!" He yelled, causing the sea floor to shake a little. "Yay, Squidward's here!" Spongebob cheered.
The angry octopus placed his tentacle hand on his face. He sighed. "Why are you two morons here?"
The two best friends try to think why. "Maybe it's because-" Patrick was about to talk but was cut off by Squidward yelling "I don't care!".
"I need you guys to go bother somebody else but me!" Squidward called out, throwing his arms in the air.
Spongebob had an idea. Patrick and Squidward saw the big smile on the yellow ones face. "You okay, buddy?" The star fish asked.
"Oh yeah, I'm fine. I feel a good feeling coming on!" The octopus looked at Patrick then Spongebob. "A feeling to move?"
"No, a feeling to show everybody in town our bubbles!" The two best friends cheered. "What makes that a good idea?" Squidward questioned.
Spongebob laid flat down on the ground and started to draw a picture of his idea in the sand.
"Well, me and Patrick will head to town, we'll blow some funny bubbles out into the streets, and that'll give the residents the humor and talent in our bubble making magic!"
"Bikini Bottom is far away from here. That'll give me some time for myself..." Squidward started to laugh.
The octopus stopped laughing, noticing that his neighbors were looking at him pretty strangely. "I mean, sure," He stopped for a second. "that doesn't sound bad."
Patrick and Spongebob hugged Squidward tightly. "Stop it... I can't breathe..." He successfully pushed the two of them off.
They both ran happily down the street.
"We'll see you when we get back, Squidward!" The two best friends yelled in unison.
"Bon Voyage, losers!" He screamed back. When they weren't seen in his view, he slapped his knee, went inside his house, and slammed the door behind him.