SpongeBob and the Vamp.

"Oh… the fence… is… long, and… the sun… is hot
and the good… Lord… knows that… a cowboy's… got… to keep
riding… riding… along

Spurs… shiny spurs
Boots… fancy boots
sings a… western… song
Ro-oh-oh-ope
and… a horse
if… she… wants to… keep riding… riding… along"

Spongebob and Patrick had been singing that song for 5 day's, 6 hours, and 12 minutes and, frankly I was getting bored. Thankfully, my boredom was about to pay off.

"Hey, Spongebob where are we going?"

The sponge turned to his friend. "I told you Patrick, we are going to go towards the sun, and we're sure to find something that way." Spongebob put on his best smile but Patrick continued to sulk.

"But if we go to the sun we'll be hotter then we were before!"

The proper grammar term was '…then we are now" but that's beside the point.

The two sea creatures walked along the sand of the endless desert they so happened to have been dropped in. the day before they had been, like any other creature of the water, underwater. But now, they were trudging along this vast sandy plain whose heat was so intense, it should have swallowed them up hours ago, or so you would think. Suddenly, Patrick collapsed to the ground.

"Patrick!" Spongebob ran to the sea stars side.

"Spongebob…" Patrick coughed. "Tell my mom… I loved her… and if she's not there… tell rocky… what me and Ma had… was nothing!" he went unconscious.

"Patrick! NOOOOOOO!" the sponge cried as he turned slightly to see something sticking out of the sand. "Hey, what's that?"

"What?" a suddenly conscious Patrick asked.

The two walked over to the object, Spongebob pulled it out of the ground and reveled it to be a bottle with some parchment inside.

"I…I don't believe it."

"What?" the star asked.

"It's… It's…the Kraby patty formula!" the sponge awed at the bottle.

"How do you know?"

Spongebob took out the piece of paper and began to read it. "Meat, palm grant, salt, a few drop's of 'thing Mr. Krabs told me not to say', this is the Kraby patty formula!"

"Hoary!" Patrick exclaimed. "Maybe we can make one out of it!"

"No, Patrick!" Spongebob said grabbed the bottle tightly around him.

"Why not?" Patrick asked as he plopped to the ground.

"The Kraby patty formula is an official product of the Krusty Krab; we and no other person have any right to take advantage of it!"

"AWWW! Come on, Spongebob!" Patrick squealed as he tried to grab for the paper in sponges hand.

"No, Patrick! NO!" the sponge struggled to keep the formula away from his friend. Suddenly, a gust of wind knocked the formula out of Spongebob's hand and into the desert.

"…" The two, sea creature's watched as it disappeared among the sand.

"…NO!" they said together. "THE FORMULA!"