"Of course I'd want to spend my day-off with two good friends of mine," said Squidward in a soft tone. "Why wouldn't I? Every day I look forward to the time I can spend with my two besties, SpongeBob and… um…"
"Patrick," said the chubby sea star.
"Yeah!" Squidward said with a smile. He then shot the duo a snobby glare and pedaled away on his bike.
"Can't believe Squid never seems to have the time for fun…" said SpongeBob.
"Maybe he doesn't like us," suggested Patrick.
"Are you kidding? We're his best friends!"
Meanwhile, Squidward was biking down the street laughing to himself about the two bottomfeeders' naivete. "Oh sure! I can't wait to go jellyfishing!" he mocked honkingly with his bulbous nose. "What a couple of scrubs!"
All of a sudden, a little baby jellyfish swam into Squidward's ebony maw. He spat the thing out and slapped it with his tentacle. The jellyfish retaliated by flying into Squidward's shirt and stinging him on the inside. He was distracted and was sent hurtling off a cliff to his impending doom.
Squidward woke up weeks later to find that his tentacles were severely damaged. He would never firmly grasp it ever again.
SpongeBob and Patrick wept for their good neighbour's inability to keep up his position as an esteemed brain surgeon. Mr. Krabs was also saddened due to the fact that he thought Squidward's nose was pretty neat. Gary was crying too.
"I must find a way to restore my tentacles and prized nose," said Squidward as he bought tickets to Tibet.
At Tibet he met an ancient group of people who taught the Mystic Arts. They helped Squidward to regain his ability to move his tentacles.
"I have done righteous deeds with my newfound powers," said Squidward as he stroked his amazing new beard. "I can now restore all good to the world."
All of a sudden, Patrick swooped down and attacked with bizarre psychic energy. The whole world seemed to be transformed into mirrors!
"Patrick! Cease!" cried Squidward as he shoveled a wad of chipotle mayo into his gullet.
"I am not Patrick…" growled the pink nightmare. He turned and revealed he actually had two heads. "I am Pat-Tron."
Squidward cried in horror and began shoving more chipotle into his face. He swallowed the whole bucket, all 486 liters.
SpongeBob showed up and gave his friend a glance of heroism. "Squidward. We haven't seen you in ages. But this is what has transpired since your departure…" The yellow sponge pointed at Pat-Tron. "Old chummy Patrick gave into the evils of the Chum Bucket and has become an unstoppable android."
Squidward did the BOOM BOOM WHOOSH! And harnessed his otherworldly powers to defend Bikini Bottom from Pat-Tron's rage. He flew up into the air with the help of his Blanket of Death.
Larry was there too and he had massive biceps. He flexed and the electricity from his hunky crustacean charisma made its way up Squidward's nose ad granted more strength to the soaring cephalopod.
"You cannot beat me, you worthless mortal!" roared Pat-Tron. He charged up his laser vision.
"I won't let you decimate my lovely town! I will make you suffer all of your evils tenfold!" Squidward did more magic-related movements with his nose and then grew an amazing mullet.
SpongeBob gasped. "So, this is what Super Cephalopod 3 looks like…"
Squidward then shot force his own laser at Pat-Tron's incoming attack. The two beams met, but Squidward's was more powerful. He was able to break through and blast Pat-Tron to pieces.
"Good golly…" said Mr. Krabs as he dusted off his cash register. "Mr. Squidward has saved the day yet again!"
"Mr. Squidward?" chuckled the mollusk magician. "I go by… 'Doctor'…"
Don't you…
Forget about me…
Don't, don't, don't, don't!
Don't you…
Forget about me…
Squidward will return in Sponge: Ragnarok