CHAPTER 2
"Alright men stay sharp. The enemy locals may try to ambush us." The clone captain prepared his men mentally for the likely battles ahead. As the troopers continued patrolling, enemy Bikini Bottomites opened fire coming from all angles.
"AMBUSH!" one of the clones shouted. Clone Troopers rushed for cover, many getting blown in the process.
"Watch it!"
"Look out!"
BLAM!
"Go go go!"
"Watch your head!"
"Give it all you got!"
"Go go go!"
BLAM!
Clones shouted at comrades orders and cautions. Troopers got obliterated by the enemy locals. Captain Spilli and only a few of his men survived the battle, albeit severely damaged. All Spilli saw before blacking out, was a square "shadow".
"Is he dead?" Captain Spilli awoke to the sound of scientists talking and discussing the welfare of his comrades.
"What's going on? Where am I?" The clone captain slowly rose from his bed.
"Why you're in the Treedome of a kind local, Sir." Drop said.
"Wha? What's a Treedome?" The captain gasped. "You're a clone. State your number and rank."
"Sir yes sir! I'm CT-8498, AKA 'Drop' sir! I'm a private. I'm a scout, here to find potential Jedi sir!" The young clone replied.
"And? What did you find?"
"These people. They've been really nice to me, and the survivors of your group sir."
"How many survived?"
"Comet, Sinker, Boost, Chip, Sponger, and 4 others, Sir."
Captain Spilli tried to stand up.
"What happened to the rest of your team?" SpongeBob asked.
"They were obliterated by the locals."
"Oh my gosh! That's terrible!" Sandy said in a shock.
Spilli limped on over to the window, or part of it anyway.
"It's beautiful out here." He said. Then, he realized that his armor was off.
"Where's my armor!?" He frantically searched for it. "I'll drown without it!
Wait a second." Spilli thought, I'm in a Treedome, and trees need air to live (somewhat),
so I'm okay here. He breathed a sigh of relief.
"We should leave." He said. "They'll probably send a search party after us."
"Good idea," Squidward agreed. "I'll start packing."
"So will we all." Sandy replied.
A Bikini Bottomite spied on the Treedome from afar. His put down his binoculars and said, "Hmm."
