Hello all! I hope everybody had a nice Thanksgiving weekend and safe Black Friday. It's coming down to the wire here. Mr. Fish is about to be revealed, and Squidward is about to walk into the very same situation that Light once did.

Edited and updated: 11/29/2012

Mr. Fish's Move, Squidward's Gambit

With a satisfied grin on his face, Squidward parked his bike outside his house and as he walked to the door Ryuk stuck his face by Squidward's ear.

"You know, you're being followed again," he hissed. "I'm just telling you because I have issues about feeling like I'm the one being shadowed."

"Ironic," Squidward observed. "Someone who's always shadowing me has no right to complain about being shadowed." He reached for the doorknob and as he pulled open the door, he used that as a reason to look around. "It's that Rayfish or whatever his name was again."

He went inside and pulled the door closed. "No matter. He has nothing on me, and I'm going to see to it that he never does."

He went upstairs to his study, crossing to his wall safe. "You're going to kill him?" Ryuk inquired, once again stating the obvious, as Squidward removed the Death Note from the large safe and opened to a fresh page.

"Do you have to ask the same question every time?" he looked back at his Shinigami partner as he clicked a pen and scrawled four large words:

Rayfish Pembertrout

Instant Death

"'Instant death'?" Ryuk read over Squidward's shoulder. "Can't you come up with something more original?"

"Everyone's a critic," Squidward grouched as he went over to his desk and switched on his wall–sized television. "Must you always have a comment for everything?"

"Not my fault you're an idiot," Ryuk sniggered snidely.

"Who's the bigger idiot? The idiot, or the idiot who follows him?" was Squidward response as he continued to flip through channels until he came to the Bikini Bottom News Channel. It seemed only yesterday that he watched the report on the tragic deaths of King Neptune and the Tattle Tail Strangler, and then Spongebob, Patrick and Eugene Krabs, and now there was something similar being reported.

"We are receiving a startling report from outside 305 Conch Street! It seems a car has crashed into a truck not far from Downtown Bikini Bottom. Wait … wait a minute. This just in: the driver of the car has been found dead at the wheel. Police have evicted the body from the vehicle and are currently searching for identification so the victim's family can be informed."

Squidward watched this as though watching a comedic police drama. "Oh, they'll say anything on TV these days. What else is on?" He reached for the remote, but before he could wrap his tentacle hand around it, the TV suddenly changed channel on its own. The first thing he saw was a wooden desk, and the back of a large chair, with a tuft of messy black hair poking out over the top. Oh great! Not more "Zeus the Guitar Lord!" That kid is getting more and more annoying! But just as Squidward was about to consider killing him, the chair slowly turned around.

The fish sitting in the chair was not the guitar-crazy kid who, as well as many others, he despised for ruining his public access show not-so-recently. Instead, it was a skinny, pale fish with messy black hair. Squidward was still wondering how this guy had hacked the TV station when the fish started to talk. "Ladies and gentlemen, I am L Fish."

Squidward snorted into his tentacle. "L Fish? Is that the name his mom gave him?!"

"I have recently caught on to the fact that there is a serial killer somewhere in Bikini Bottom. But this killer is not like any other killer. Oh no! This guy uses weird, mysterious ways to kill." L Fish was using dramatic hand gestures as he spoke, and Ryuk couldn't help but laugh at them. Squidward, on the other hand, was starting to sweat.

"I have launched an investigation to catch this murderous scum!" the fish banged on the desk with his fist passionately. "If anyone, and I mean anyone, has information about this guy, call the number on your TV! That's 1-800-IAM-LFISH. Whoever helps me bring this guy in will be rewarded handsomely. Killer, if you are watching this, then I have one, and only one, warning. You have two choices: turn yourself in and accept your punishment, or wait for me to come and find you myself! Either way, the result will be the same!" Then the TV went black.

Squidward would have been biting his nails if he had any. Ryuk was laughing so hard he was kicking his feet in the air wildly. I can't believe it! L even has a counterpart in the ocean! I wonder if he secretly kept a pet … he couldn't help thinking as he guffawed loudly.

Turning off the TV, Squidward started to pace back and forth around the large room. "How could this guy have tracked me down? And how could he know that these deaths are murders and not a string of accidents? I mean, every death until now was unnatural. Pembertrout was the only death that might not have seemed normal or coincidental. But the only way is if that guy was the most careful driver in Bikini Bottom and suddenly had an accident, and even so, that couldn't be enough to convince him that they're murders and not accidents."

Ryuk was laughing even harder now. This L Fish is either a super genius, or a really lucky idiot.

Squidward shook his head to clear it. "No. No! Get your head on straight, Squidward! This guy is either really smart or really stupid, but that doesn't mean this can't still turn out well for me. In fact, until I found this Death Note, nothing ever turned out well for me."

"I'll have to ask you for some highlights, then," Ryuk cackled in his mocking way.

Ignoring his less–than–conscientious housemate, Squidward stood up and paced about the room. "What do I do? I could just use the Death Note and kill him –" he stopped midsentence and gasped loudly, " … but what if that wasn't the real him? What if it was just a stand in?! What am I gonna do? WHAT AM I GONNA DOOOOO?!" he held his head and sunk into the sofa with his head buried in his lap. But his head just sprang up within a few seconds. "You know what? I'll just kill him and deal with whatever comes next when it does!"

He walked back over to his desk, picked up his pen and wrote a long sentence under Pembertrout's entry. Without bothering to turn on the TV to find out the results, he left the desk and headed to his bedroom to go to bed.

"What did you write?" Ryuk asked as he passed.

"Why don't you just open the book and find out?" Squidward returned his question.

"Nah, that's boring," he shrugged and followed the exhausted Squid out of his study.

"Then stop complaining like a big baby!"

Just as Ryuk was about to reach for his own Death Note, Squidward spoke again. "Or should I take away your apple budget for this month?" This nearly made Ryuk's eyes pop out.

"No! No need for that!" Damn! He's just like Light. Always hitting me where it hurts!

There will be two more chapters before this story ends, but please keep reading and keep reviewing! I want to know how this thing is going. Don't stay silent! I could use some encouragement, even though I AM about to end this one.