One night SpongeBob was getting ready for bed when, in one of his trademark clumsy moments, he tripped over a big bag near his bed. He then groggly got up and then realized he had tripped on a bag containing all his karate equipment. He had been using it earlier in the day in his latest karate match with Sandy[which he would have liked to be less one sided than it was], and figured it would be easier to carry it home in a bag than with his sore hands. Of course the fact that it just caused some of the pain he wanted to prevent gave SpongeBob a reason to laugh as he started putitng his egar back in the bag- that is, until he saw something he couldn't remember putting in there earlier. It was a brown book with Sandy's picture on the cover, and when he saw that it also had the words "My Diary, by Sandy Cheeks" on it, it was even more obvious to him that this item wasn't exactly part of his property. And if the phone hadn't rung at that exact second, he'd have more time to dwell on that.
However, that situation was taken care when he picked up the phone and heard Sandy on the other line. "Howdy, SpongeBob! I guess either you found something of mine just a second after I did or I just gave you a big bombshell of news" "But you have a diary in there, not a bombshell, and why would you give something that personal to me? I mean, I'm a bit flattered, but-" "Don't bother since it was an unintentional gift" Sandy went on to explain that she had been carrying her karate gear in a bag that looked just like SpongeBob's that afternoon, and afterwards she was writing about the "battle" in her diary, which she had carried along with her. But, as she had just figured out, she must have put the diary in SpongeBob's bag afterwards by mistake, and she hadn't figured it out until a few minutes ago when she went into her bag to put it back in her room and it wasn't there. She then went on to breathe a big sigh of relief when SpongeBob told her he hadn't read it. "You're awfully lucky I called before you took a peek in there. I should come over right now to come get my book, but it is pretty late and I was looking forward to getting some shuteye. You know what, I can trust you to hold on to it for the night and then I can come over tomorrow morning before you go to work to get it, right?" "I don't know, you can trust me on the first part but the second part's up to you" replyed SpongeBob with one of those jokes only he was laughing at. "Okay then, I'll come over tomorrow morning to get it. But let me warn you, that diary contains all of my most personal thoughts. I write my feelings and other kinds of personal stuff in there everyday, so if anyone else read it, it would be like invading my privacy and I don't like that. And not only that, I highly doubt I could forgive the person who read my most secret, unknown writings, if I could forgive him at all, which I probably couldn't" SpongeBob gulped a bit at that threat until Sandy finished in a far more cheerful tone. "But I'm sure I'm just prattling on when there's no need for me to make those threats, see you later SpongeBob!", and then she hung up.
SpongeBob was now reminded of that whole incident with Patrick's secret box, for once again he had been threatened with the loss of a friend, but once again the secrets the friend was keeping was almost too tempting to resist. He was never one to ignore curiousity no matter how many times that backfired for him, and besides, he himself was probably mentioned in that diary a lot since he spent so much time with the diary's writer. Who knows what she had written about him, which was a question that almost made SpongeBob ready to open the diary's pages- until he was struck with a thought. "Wait a minute, it's happening again. Everytime I give in to some kind of temptation something bad happens, and sometimes something really really bad happens. And losing a friend would go under that really really bad catagory. You know, I already know how to give in to desires, maybe I should see what happens when I don't." At that Gary slithered over to give his opinion. "Meow" "What do you mean there's no way I couldn't resist? I can avoid looking in there, it'll be easy!" "Meow" "True, it would be a lot harder than actually reading it, but I have to stop myself. If I look in there, eventually though a wacky situation or incredible guilt Sandy will find out I read that thing and she'll hate me, and not just for a few days like when I usually make her mad, but forever! She's too good of a friend for me to do that, so I'm going to bed. Good night Gary." "Meow" "All right, I'll get the stuff you need to strap me to the bed so I won't go back on my word and you won't have to say I told you so"
It seemed that SpongeBob had thought of everything- except for the possibility of someone hearing his entire problem from outside. And an even worse prediciment was the fact that the one who heard it was evil, twisted- and was none other than Plankton. Plankton had been taking a walk outside to think of his next plan to steal a Krabby Patty and was walking past the pineapple when he overheard SpongeBob's debate over whether to read the diary. Unfortunatly, Plankton heard enough of it to know the whole plot, and heard enough of it to come up with a new plan. A plan that, although not quite college educated, with the right tools could be a dangerous weapon, one which would force SpongeBob to give up the precious Krabby Patty formula once and for all- which he yelled out loud before he laughed manically, and before he fell off the outside ledge of the bedroom window where he had been evesdropping.
The next morning, SpongeBob woke up still strapped down to his bed, thanks to the nesecary straps and Gary's ability to tie him down tight. It hurt a bit, but that didn't stop his joy. "All right, it's another great day and I finally found out what it was like to not give in to temptation, true it's not as much fun, but it least it causes less trouble!" SpongeBob then got his way out of bed with Gary's help, and prepared to then walk out of the bedroom to get ready for work- until he heard the sound of bones crunching when he took a step. He then looked at his shoe to see an an angry Plankton all over it. "Plankton? What are you doing?" "Recovering from unbelievable pain, a process which will go faster if you GET ME OFF YOUR CLUMSY FOOT!!" SpongeBob did that and then asked Plankton another question. "What are you doing in my house, you're not supposed to bug me for Krabby Patties until I get to work" "I know, but last night I videotaped something very interesting which I thought you should see right away"
Plankton then went downstairs and hooked up a tiny VCR to SpongeBob's TV, then pulled out a tiny videotape and put it in the VCR. SpongeBob then came down to see what he was doing. "Are we watching a movie? Oh boy, I hope you brought over a comedy, you know how I love to laugh!" "Yes, but I don't think there'll be a reason for you to do that when we're done" Just then the TV came on and the scene that was being shown was inside the pineapple at night. The sound of squeaking shoes was heard until the view showed Sandy's diary, which was then picked up by a yellow hand- which belonged to a body that looked just like SpongeBob's. This was not lost on the SpongeBob watching this scene. "That guy looks like me! Ha, but that's impossible, that can't be me, I was sleeping all through the night!" "You were, but my very realistic robot that looks just like you wasn't!", replyed Plankton. SpongeBob gasped at that, and then gapsed even more when he saw the lookalike SpongeBob going through Sandy's diary and reading parts of it in SpongeBob's voice. "How come that sounds just like me too?" "Beats me, maybe my special machine that I talked into which then made me sound like you had a role in that" Plankton responded as he then turned off the TV and took out of the tape. "I'll admit, that diary wasn't as meaty and juicy as you made it sound like, but it was a fun read"
SpongeBob's reaction however, was filled with more anger and panic. "What was that whole thing for, you know I didn't do all that stuff, so why would you make a robot that looks like me and make it so I read her diary anyway?!" "You know, it really does look like it was you, doesn't it? Then again, I am impartial to this, maybe I should invite someone who isn't to watch like, like oh say, Sandy, and we'll see what she thinks" "No, don't show her that! She'll think I read it and then she'll hate me, and I don't want to her to hate me! Next to Patrick, she's my best friend!" "Meow" "Okay, I mean, she's my best friend next to Patrick and Gary!" "Meow" "Ooh, I almost forgot about Squidward too. But still, I do really like her, and I don't want her to stop liking me too!" To which Plankton said, "You don't, eh? Well how much are you willing to pay to prove it, and I don't mean in dollars." At that phrase SpongeBob realized what Plankton was asking for. "No, please don't make me give up the secret formula for Krabby Patties!" "I have to, it's the only way your friend the squirrel will never see this tape. But of course you could just give me a Krabby Patty and I'd be happy, so get cooking!" SpongeBob was filled with worry as he started wrestling with his problem. "Well, why aren't you getitng near a grill right now?!" "I, I...I'm sorry Plankton, I just can't decide what to do right now, you should know me and my reluctance to betray the Krusty Krab to know that!"
"All right fine, you cry baby. I'll tell you what. Your shift ends at 6 PM today. I'll come down at 5:30 for my usual attempt to steal a patty, and if I succeed, you'll have nothing to fear. If I don't though, you'll tell Krab you want to fling me out of the Krusty Krab yourself and before you do, you will give me a Krabby Patty which I'll hide in my pocket. If you do that, I will destroy this tape and all it's copies, but if not, then you're out one friend. You have several hours to make your choice, and when we next meet, I'll expect it to be the right one. See you soon" Plankton then laughed evily again and took the tape with him as he jumped out the nearby window for dramatic effect- though again, the landing gave him a good deal of pain. But SpongeBob was too busy thinking about what to do now to hear Plankton say "Ouch" afterwards.
However, that situation was taken care when he picked up the phone and heard Sandy on the other line. "Howdy, SpongeBob! I guess either you found something of mine just a second after I did or I just gave you a big bombshell of news" "But you have a diary in there, not a bombshell, and why would you give something that personal to me? I mean, I'm a bit flattered, but-" "Don't bother since it was an unintentional gift" Sandy went on to explain that she had been carrying her karate gear in a bag that looked just like SpongeBob's that afternoon, and afterwards she was writing about the "battle" in her diary, which she had carried along with her. But, as she had just figured out, she must have put the diary in SpongeBob's bag afterwards by mistake, and she hadn't figured it out until a few minutes ago when she went into her bag to put it back in her room and it wasn't there. She then went on to breathe a big sigh of relief when SpongeBob told her he hadn't read it. "You're awfully lucky I called before you took a peek in there. I should come over right now to come get my book, but it is pretty late and I was looking forward to getting some shuteye. You know what, I can trust you to hold on to it for the night and then I can come over tomorrow morning before you go to work to get it, right?" "I don't know, you can trust me on the first part but the second part's up to you" replyed SpongeBob with one of those jokes only he was laughing at. "Okay then, I'll come over tomorrow morning to get it. But let me warn you, that diary contains all of my most personal thoughts. I write my feelings and other kinds of personal stuff in there everyday, so if anyone else read it, it would be like invading my privacy and I don't like that. And not only that, I highly doubt I could forgive the person who read my most secret, unknown writings, if I could forgive him at all, which I probably couldn't" SpongeBob gulped a bit at that threat until Sandy finished in a far more cheerful tone. "But I'm sure I'm just prattling on when there's no need for me to make those threats, see you later SpongeBob!", and then she hung up.
SpongeBob was now reminded of that whole incident with Patrick's secret box, for once again he had been threatened with the loss of a friend, but once again the secrets the friend was keeping was almost too tempting to resist. He was never one to ignore curiousity no matter how many times that backfired for him, and besides, he himself was probably mentioned in that diary a lot since he spent so much time with the diary's writer. Who knows what she had written about him, which was a question that almost made SpongeBob ready to open the diary's pages- until he was struck with a thought. "Wait a minute, it's happening again. Everytime I give in to some kind of temptation something bad happens, and sometimes something really really bad happens. And losing a friend would go under that really really bad catagory. You know, I already know how to give in to desires, maybe I should see what happens when I don't." At that Gary slithered over to give his opinion. "Meow" "What do you mean there's no way I couldn't resist? I can avoid looking in there, it'll be easy!" "Meow" "True, it would be a lot harder than actually reading it, but I have to stop myself. If I look in there, eventually though a wacky situation or incredible guilt Sandy will find out I read that thing and she'll hate me, and not just for a few days like when I usually make her mad, but forever! She's too good of a friend for me to do that, so I'm going to bed. Good night Gary." "Meow" "All right, I'll get the stuff you need to strap me to the bed so I won't go back on my word and you won't have to say I told you so"
It seemed that SpongeBob had thought of everything- except for the possibility of someone hearing his entire problem from outside. And an even worse prediciment was the fact that the one who heard it was evil, twisted- and was none other than Plankton. Plankton had been taking a walk outside to think of his next plan to steal a Krabby Patty and was walking past the pineapple when he overheard SpongeBob's debate over whether to read the diary. Unfortunatly, Plankton heard enough of it to know the whole plot, and heard enough of it to come up with a new plan. A plan that, although not quite college educated, with the right tools could be a dangerous weapon, one which would force SpongeBob to give up the precious Krabby Patty formula once and for all- which he yelled out loud before he laughed manically, and before he fell off the outside ledge of the bedroom window where he had been evesdropping.
The next morning, SpongeBob woke up still strapped down to his bed, thanks to the nesecary straps and Gary's ability to tie him down tight. It hurt a bit, but that didn't stop his joy. "All right, it's another great day and I finally found out what it was like to not give in to temptation, true it's not as much fun, but it least it causes less trouble!" SpongeBob then got his way out of bed with Gary's help, and prepared to then walk out of the bedroom to get ready for work- until he heard the sound of bones crunching when he took a step. He then looked at his shoe to see an an angry Plankton all over it. "Plankton? What are you doing?" "Recovering from unbelievable pain, a process which will go faster if you GET ME OFF YOUR CLUMSY FOOT!!" SpongeBob did that and then asked Plankton another question. "What are you doing in my house, you're not supposed to bug me for Krabby Patties until I get to work" "I know, but last night I videotaped something very interesting which I thought you should see right away"
Plankton then went downstairs and hooked up a tiny VCR to SpongeBob's TV, then pulled out a tiny videotape and put it in the VCR. SpongeBob then came down to see what he was doing. "Are we watching a movie? Oh boy, I hope you brought over a comedy, you know how I love to laugh!" "Yes, but I don't think there'll be a reason for you to do that when we're done" Just then the TV came on and the scene that was being shown was inside the pineapple at night. The sound of squeaking shoes was heard until the view showed Sandy's diary, which was then picked up by a yellow hand- which belonged to a body that looked just like SpongeBob's. This was not lost on the SpongeBob watching this scene. "That guy looks like me! Ha, but that's impossible, that can't be me, I was sleeping all through the night!" "You were, but my very realistic robot that looks just like you wasn't!", replyed Plankton. SpongeBob gasped at that, and then gapsed even more when he saw the lookalike SpongeBob going through Sandy's diary and reading parts of it in SpongeBob's voice. "How come that sounds just like me too?" "Beats me, maybe my special machine that I talked into which then made me sound like you had a role in that" Plankton responded as he then turned off the TV and took out of the tape. "I'll admit, that diary wasn't as meaty and juicy as you made it sound like, but it was a fun read"
SpongeBob's reaction however, was filled with more anger and panic. "What was that whole thing for, you know I didn't do all that stuff, so why would you make a robot that looks like me and make it so I read her diary anyway?!" "You know, it really does look like it was you, doesn't it? Then again, I am impartial to this, maybe I should invite someone who isn't to watch like, like oh say, Sandy, and we'll see what she thinks" "No, don't show her that! She'll think I read it and then she'll hate me, and I don't want to her to hate me! Next to Patrick, she's my best friend!" "Meow" "Okay, I mean, she's my best friend next to Patrick and Gary!" "Meow" "Ooh, I almost forgot about Squidward too. But still, I do really like her, and I don't want her to stop liking me too!" To which Plankton said, "You don't, eh? Well how much are you willing to pay to prove it, and I don't mean in dollars." At that phrase SpongeBob realized what Plankton was asking for. "No, please don't make me give up the secret formula for Krabby Patties!" "I have to, it's the only way your friend the squirrel will never see this tape. But of course you could just give me a Krabby Patty and I'd be happy, so get cooking!" SpongeBob was filled with worry as he started wrestling with his problem. "Well, why aren't you getitng near a grill right now?!" "I, I...I'm sorry Plankton, I just can't decide what to do right now, you should know me and my reluctance to betray the Krusty Krab to know that!"
"All right fine, you cry baby. I'll tell you what. Your shift ends at 6 PM today. I'll come down at 5:30 for my usual attempt to steal a patty, and if I succeed, you'll have nothing to fear. If I don't though, you'll tell Krab you want to fling me out of the Krusty Krab yourself and before you do, you will give me a Krabby Patty which I'll hide in my pocket. If you do that, I will destroy this tape and all it's copies, but if not, then you're out one friend. You have several hours to make your choice, and when we next meet, I'll expect it to be the right one. See you soon" Plankton then laughed evily again and took the tape with him as he jumped out the nearby window for dramatic effect- though again, the landing gave him a good deal of pain. But SpongeBob was too busy thinking about what to do now to hear Plankton say "Ouch" afterwards.