Okay now, readers, here is chapter 2 to this adventurous story!
Now I have to bring up something; the reviews that I did get were largely positive, and I couldn't have asked for anything else. Still, I hope the remainder of this story can retain your attention with this story because I honestly like the idea behind this story and I want to make it a good one. Though I'm not expecting this to be a Hollywood Blockbuster Hit or anything like that (I'm not that great), my aim for this story is to at least allow it to have a cult following. That's why I'm hoping this story will especially attract the attention of Greek Mythology enthusiasts or diehard fans of Greek Mythology in general. Of course, I'm allowing anyone to follow this story and be interested in it. So I'll keep up the good work from here.
Now for this chapter, it'll mainly focus on the gang in the yellow submarine as they are traveling to Atlantis. It'll also showcase Mr. Krabs' knowledge of all the sea tales and sea mythological folklores regarding Greek monsters that are told to reside in the sea, and some other stuff. In addition to that and the others sharing some chats, Plankton will learn about the Golden Trident (in no part thanks to Karen) and a new plan is devised by the tiny villain. If you want to know how this chapter will go, you'll have to find out for yourself. For now, enjoy the chapter everyone!
IN THE YELLOW SUBMARINE – TRAVELING ACROSS THE OCEAN:
Inside the yellow submarine that was making a course for Atlantis, we see the gang sitting around while waiting for the moment they make it to the legendary city, and by extent, the Golden Trident. There was no doubt that they were all filled with anticipation for this 'once-in-a-lifetime' moment, including Squidward.
As Patrick was keeping himself distracted with his shell phone until he got there (he didn't want to think about ice cream now since he was hungry), the others were cherishing in their thoughts about what they'll be getting with the powers of the Golden Trident, including Mr. Krabs, who was piloting the submarine to their designated location. Be it the thoughts of getting money (Mr. Krabs), being able to make inventions that's been in the works (Sandy), getting an art museum dedicated to a single octopus (Squidward), having all the flavors of ice cream in the ocean (Patrick), or even bring eternal happiness to everyone in the city of Bikini Bottom (Spongebob), they all had their wishes that they hope will come true.
Spongebob decided to break the serenity with a comment that popped up.
"You know guys, I can't wait for us to get to Atlantis and to see that Golden Trident for ourselves," he admitted.
"Me either boy-o," hollered Mr. Krabs from the front. "I can already feel the amount of treasure and money I'm gonna get once I get that trident."
"Ah will also be able to use it to create new inventions," Sandy threw in her comment. "I've had these ideas laid out fer quite a while, and wit the trident I can make em a success."
"Don't forget that I'm getting that art museum out of this," Squidward spoke up too. "It'll be worth finally getting a museum where everyone can remember the likes of Squidward Tentacles."
"Not only that, but Patrick can get his ice cream," said Spongebob, as Patrick was too into his phone to pay attention to what was being discussed. "And I can spread happiness to everyone in Bikini Bottom."
And then there was Gary, who was also thinking about the Golden Trident. Believe it or not, Gary also had a desire that he wanted to make come true once he gets to use that trident. It was something every snail could have ever wanted.
"Meow. (I can already taste all of the snail food that I'll be getting once I use the trident too.)" Gary revealed.
This got the young sponge curious. He knew that Gary had such a large appetite, and it is often rivaled with Patrick's appetite. But he didn't expect Gary to have a wish such as getting over a year supply of snail food. Just thinking about it made him want to know more about this. As such, he turned to face his pet snail.
"So you want to use the trident too, just to get all the snail food you can eat, don't ya Gary?" He inquired.
"Meow. (That's right, and when I do this, I will never have to go a month without eating snail food again, because we are on a low budget.)" Gary confessed.
"I get what you're saying," the sponge patted Gary on the head. "And I want you to know that I would never let my Gare-Bear starve to death, even when we are short on cash."
At least you aren't like Squidward. Gary thought as he rolled his eyes.
Silence plagued the sub for a few more minutes until they heard some grunting. It was coming from Patrick, and by the looks of it, something was getting under his skin while he was using his shell phone.
"Ugh! Not another one! Tartar sauce, why does this keep happening to me," the starfish gripped.
Spongebob was wondering what was bothering his best friend. Turning his attention away from Gary, the sea sponge approached his best friend and wondered what was going on.
"Hey Patrick, what's wrong," he queried, concern creeping in his voice.
"Oh I dunno, I keep getting these weird things pop up on my phone," Patrick complained.
"What kind of weird things?" Spongebob raised an eyebrow.
"I keep getting these 'mails' on my phone offering me some stuff," he explained. "One of them is…uhhh, offering me some…d'oh it has something to do with toe barnacle or something like that, even though I don't have toes! Then there's one that tells me how to lose my fat, even though I love my fat. My fat is the best thing about me! And another one that I just got is offering to sell me socks and undies with some president guy on them. I'm not sure if this phone is cursed or not, but it's freaking me out!"
"Here Pat, let me take a look," Spongebob took the phone for himself and saw all the anonymous emails that Patrick has been getting. It was clear what all of these were. Spongebob had learned about these kinds of emails from Gary, who showed him what they were and that they are nothing more than junk mail. There was a special term for it, and Spongebob was about to reveal it to his starfish pal.
"Uh Patrick, these are spams," he told his best friend.
"Oh, goodie! I'm hungry," the chubby starfish thought the sponge was referring to something else.
"No Patrick," Spongebob shook his head. "I mean this is junk. You know; garbage."
"Well for clam's sake! I should have known!" Patrick yelled abruptly, and what he did next was simple. He hurled his phone and tossed it across the floor, treating it like some useless junk. Spongebob had a blank look on his face upon this reaction, but being patient with his best friend, he kept it under control.
"That's not what I meant Pat," he then told him. "You know what? Never mind. I'll delete them myself."
With that, Spongebob went over and picked up the phone, and got right to deleting all the spam mails that Patrick has been receiving. It took a couple of minutes, but once he was done, he walked over to Patrick and handed the shell phone back to him.
"Here you go pal," he assured him. "All the junk mails that you got were deleted."
Patrick looked at his phone in admiration before commenting on the sheer beauty that he had witnessed.
"Ah, the magic of technology," he held his shell phone up high over his head. "It's like this thing was made by a magician or something!"
"Why sure, you can say that Patrick," Spongebob went along with it, as Patrick went back to using his phone again.
Not long after that, Mr. Krabs came over to them, away from the driving seat. There was something that he wanted to get out in the open.
"Avast! Is thy crew prepared for this quest of treachery," he asked them.
"Well sure Mr. K, but I have a question," Spongebob decided to bring up. "If you are here, who's driving the sub? Aren't we going to crash into something?"
The crustacean stared at him for a minute or so before he let out a hearty laugh.
"Argh argh argh argh. I wouldn't be too worried about that if I were you, boy-o," assured the crab. "I have it set to 'auto-pilot', and our sub is headin' straight fer Atlantis and the Golden Trident. If ya know what I mean lad."
"Oh, I see. So I guess we're safe," Spongebob concluded as his boss nodded. It was then Spongebob had a question in mind with the mention of 'quest of treachery'. "So anyway Mr. K, are we going to encounter some mystical sea creatures on this journey?"
The crustacean was just about to answer that when Squidward suddenly cut him off.
"Maybe if we're lucky, we'll run into a couple of sirens and call it a day. Heh, heh, heh," the cephalopod joked and laughed at the possibility of encountering some sirens, not taking it seriously.
Mr. Krabs, however, took them seriously and did not appreciate Squidward making a joke out of them when in reality, they are savaged and dangerous creatures told in many folklores and legends. As such, the old crab gave the octopus a firm and serious look, telling him to cut it out. Squidward noticed the look on his face and ceased his laughter.
"Believe what yer think 'bout it Mr. Squidward, but sirens are no laughin' matter. Sirens are impeccably dangerous to all those who were told the legends behind them. I know this cause I've been told all about them back when I was in the navy," explained Mr. Krabs. "I've been told all about them by me crewmates during thy navy days. From what I can remember, sirens were treacherous cretins who resided on the rocky coast o' their island, where they wait fer shipwrecked sailors to arrive in their territory. From there, they lure them in wit their enchantin music and singing voices. An' once they have them under their spell, they turn them into their prey an' they bring thy helpless sailors to their demise by devouring them where they were never heard from again."
Spongebob was a little frightened by the way Mr. Krabs described the sirens. But at the same time, he always had a fascination with learning about his boss' early days in the Navy, as well as the knowledge he has in regards to the many sea tales that have been told. Putting on a brave face, the enthusiastic sponge remarked.
"Wow, Mr. Krabs. That does sound sinister," he said honestly.
"Aye, it is," Mr. Krabs then brought up something with them. "Why, the navy crew and I even had a fateful encounter with some sirens way back."
"You encountered some sirens?" Spongebob had to ask as Mr. Krabs confirmed this to be true. "How did you escape with your life?"
"It wasn't easy, but yer old man Krabs pushed on through like he always does," Mr. Krabs recapped how he and his crew survive the siren encounter. "Fer you see, me an' thy crew knew the one golden rule when dealin' wit sirens; never fall victim to their song. As such, we each took a handful of me only mother's toilet paper that I brought along with me, and we used it as earplugs. Because we blocked out all sound, the song couldn't affect us. Thus, we didn't fall victim to it. When all their attempts were futile, the femme beasts of terror were forced to cease all chances at makin' us fall victim, and me entire Navy crew were able ter escape wit our lives. And thus, we managed ter steer clear o' them and their enchantin' song."
"Alright Mr. Krabs," Spongebob beamed. "That must have been interesting."
"Aye, it is. But it isn't the only thing we encountered," said Mr. Krabs. "Another critter of the ocean that we encountered was one foretold in the legends. Boys, I'm referring to the Kraken; The Giant Squid Monster o' the Deep."
This somehow got Patrick's attention, who was intrigued by what Krabs was saying despite not understanding it. There was something about this 'Kraken' that he had to wonder about.
"The Kraken huh," Patrick then inquired. "Did the Kraken want some cheese?"
"You know, I have to wonder if the Kraken could give me a tail with its Kraken magic," Spongebob wondered in amusement.
"Spongebob, you're a sponge," Sandy reminded him. "You don't need a tail."
Turning to face the squirrel, Spongebob shrugged his shoulders at that.
"Well, a guy can always dream, can't he?"
"Aye, but the Kraken I met in the Navy days didn't ask fer cheese, nor did it provide me navy-crew an' I wit a tail," Mr. Krabs told them the real tale of the Kraken. "The Kraken was a vicious and bloodthirsty predator who struck fear in the eyes of sailors. When I encountered the Kraken wit me crewmates, we knew the legend to be true, and it was not to be taken lightly. My sailor's intuition made it clear that the beast could have killed us all. If it weren't fer me quick thinkin' of usin' the harpoon just as the foul monster wrecked our ship, we would be Kraken food fer dinner."
"Wow Mr. Krabs, that must've been something," the sponge took this in. "You had quite an adventure under your belt."
"Yah bet I have boy-o, but there were other cretins that I've been told 'bout by me crewmates, but I've never encountered," said Mr. Krabs. "One monster, in particuler, was the Cyclops."
Suddenly, Spongebob felt some tension building up inside of him at the mention of 'Cyclops' as did Patrick. The sponge and starfish remember the rather gruesome encounter that they had with one.
"C-Captain, did you say…Cyclops?" Spongebob gulped as did Patrick. "I-Is this the same Cyclops that Patrick and I encountered at Shell City?"
Eugene Krabs noticed what they were so fearful of, but he had to let them know that there was nothing to fret about.
"Argh argh argh argh argh. No boy-o, this ain't like the Cyclops yer met in Shell City. This is a different type of Cyclops," he chuckled and reassured him. "Though the Cyclops I'm referrin' to is just as dangerous, if not more. Fer you see, the Cyclops as it's been told were known ter be cannibals, lived a rude pastoral life in a distant land, and they were one-eyed monsters, like the ones you two have seen in that trench."
"Yeah, that does sound bad," Spongebob commented.
"Uh-huh," Patrick nodded in agreement with his best friend.
"Uh Mr. Krabs, do you think we'll end up encountering one of these Cyclops you just mentioned?" The young sponge had to make sure just in case they do encounter one.
"Boy-o, if I could bet a large amount o' pennies with the low chances o' us encounterin' one, I'd have a bunch o' pennies right 'bout now," Mr. Krabs assured him. "So lad, we won't be encounterin' any Cyclops any time soon."
"Well that's a relief," Spongebob sighed in reassurance. "I guess we have nothing to worry about."
"I'll say," Patrick brightened up from what was told.
"That's right boys. There ain't nothin' to worry about. Anyhow, there were several other monsters that I've been told during me heyday; in the Navy, and out," Mr. Krabs continued. "There's the Charybdis; a giant whirlpool that measures to about 23 meters in length, designated to screw over any passin' ship that comes within its perimeter. Then there's the Hydra; a serpent-like monster with many heads, one o' which is immortal. Not ter mention, the Hydra landed attacks on people and livestock that come within its territory. The Naiads are a type of nymph who presided o'er fountains, wells, springs, streams, brooks and other bodies of fresh water, and were generally nudists. And then there's Scylla; a monster who was a counterpart ter Charybdis, and had four eyes, six necks, and twelve tentacle-legs, with a cat's tail and a bunch of dog-heads around her waist. An' she was not to be taken lightly either, since she too, gobbled up many unexpected passin' sailors comin' within 'er area."
"Gosh Mr. K, those are a lot of monsters," Spongebob let out a low whistle as he absorbed all of the information that he was given.
"It is a lot comin' from a former Navy sailor like me," the crustacean brought up. "I was even told about the early sea-god known as Proteus; the Old Man of the Sea."
"Was Proteus also a god of the sea like Poseidon and Neptune?" Spongebob inquired.
"That'd be correct boy-o," Eugene Krabs nodded. "And legend has it that the sandy island of Pharos situated off the coast of the Nile Delta was the home of Proteus, where he be referred to as the oracular Old Man of the Sea and herdsman of the sea-beasts."
"I see," the young sponge rubbed his chin, trying to understand this. "I wonder what happened to him."
"He got banished by his father Poseidon, according to one of the myths that I've heard," Mr. Krabs proclaimed. "It seems that he did not approve of how Proteus sacrificed 12 animals to the gods in the manner that he did it. But of course, that'd be just one of the various amounts of rumors."
"I see," Spongebob may not understand the full story of what Mr. Krabs was explaining, but it was certainly a pleasure hearing them from the old man crab himself.
"Oh, and another rumor that I've heard from these tales is that Lord Proteus was thy one who created the Golden Trident himself." Mr. Krabs revealed.
"Is that true, Mr. K," Spongebob was even more perplexed by this. "Was Proteus the one responsible for the Golden Trident?"
"Now it's like I said Spongebob, me boy. It's just an urban legend," the crustacean shrugged. "But from the sea-tales that I've looked into; legend has it that Lord Proteus created the mystical trident as a method of bringing peace into thy ocean, where it'd be used for good. King Poseidon was enraged by such mutiny that thy lord banished him fer that motivation. But as I told ya, it's just somethin' that I've been told in me early days.
"Yeah, I get that. So being the God of the Sea sounds like a lot of serious business, isn't it," the yellow sponge contemplated the legend he was told.
"Aye, it is," Mr. Krabs nodded. "And that me boy, is possibly one of the many rumors of Proteus' banishment as God of the Sea. The fact o' the matter is Proteus has been long forgotten by Poseidon and all sea dwellers that harbor homes in the seven seas, with a few exceptions such as your old man Krabs."
Spongebob bobbed his head as he got quite an enjoyment from being told these sea tales and legends. Patrick seemed to have gotten satisfaction from this as well.
"Well, all of this is cool," the starfish gleamed. "I wonder what other mysterious wonders await us in the ocean."
"Perhaps if we're lucky, we may find the Titanic too," Squidward joked about them encountering the ship that sunk.
Mr. Krabs knew what he was referring to, but it was clear that the cephalopod didn't know the full story about it. As such, the crab was going to clear this up with him.
"Ahem, Mr. Squidward," he cleared his throat. "Even an old sea crab like me knows that the RMS Titanic sunk into the North Atlantic Ocean, where it reached the bottom after the early morning hours of April 15th, 1912. We ain't goin' anywhere near the Titanic!"
Squidward only reacted by drawing a blank look in his eyes, which he delivered right to Mr. Krabs.
It was then Gary decided to get into the conversation as there was a question he also had to ask Mr. Krabs too.
"Meow? (Do you think that we could also end up coming across Moby-Dick too?)" Gary had to query. He knew all about Moby-Dick from the book he read, but he just wanted to make sure.
"Argh argh argh argh argh," Mr. Krabs laughed before patting the snail on the shell. "I wouldn't worry much about that whale if I were you, little fella. Besides, we ain't goin' anywhere near Moby-Dick's turf. And even if we do, we'll be ready fer it. I've handled a sperm whale before, just look at me only daughter Pearl. She's just a teenager no less."
Mr. Krabs then started laughing again until he regained himself and cleared his throat.
"But really, the only thing you all should be worried about is us gettin' ter Atlantis and that Golden Trident."
"Aye aye, Captain Ahab," Spongebob saluted his boss and called him by that particular name.
"Don't push it, boy-o," Mr. Krabs warned his frycook not to overdo it.
"Sorry about that, sir," Spongebob apologized before asking. "Hey Mr. K, do you think we'll end up encountering any of those sea monsters that you mentioned someday?"
"That'd be hard to tell fer sure, Spongebob. To be honest, I'm just unsure about that," Mr. Krabs told him honestly. "I mean most of them were just tales told during my Navy days, and wit the exception o' the Sirens and the Kraken, I've never witnessed any o' those cretins up close."
"Yeah, I guess we'll never know if any of them exist," Spongebob shrugged his shoulders.
"Indeed," Mr. Krabs added simply. "We shall never know fer sure."
Unbeknownst to them, outside the sub, it's shown that all of the sea monsters that Mr. Krabs mentioned (save for sirens, Kraken, and Charybdis) were in the distance, far off from where the sub was traveling. All of the sea monsters were heard letting out a savage roar far away, except for the Naiads, who let out ear-piercing shrieks. One of the Hydra's heads scooped up one of the fish people passing by and swallowed him down whole, while the fish let out a scream of terror as he was eaten alive, leaving behind a bloody mess. The Cyclops grabbed another fish folk by the head, yanked him off the ground where he hurled through the air and the Cyclops caught him with his mouth. The one-eyed monstrous abomination then chomped on his snack and ate the fish before he could scream in bloody murder.
Luckily for the heroes, these fiends weren't residing in the direction that they were heading in, so there was nothing for them to worry about at all. Not to mention the roars and bloodcurdling screams of the fishes fell on deaf ears with the heroes riding in the yellow submarine. As such, all of this went unnoticed by the gang…
Back inside the sub, Sandy was shown stretching out and not having a thing to worry about. As part of her Texan pride, she had no worries regarding whether they run into sea monsters or not, especially since she's dealt with several critters in the past. That much was evident, and it was also evident in her tone of voice.
"Yah know somethin'? Ah reckon that y'all shall not have anythin' ter worry about at all," the squirrel reassured her comrades, unaware of what took place in the distance just a few moments ago. "Ah doubt that we'd run into any of those critters that Mr. Krabs mentioned. And even if we did, just remember yer ol' pal Sandy will roughin' them up."
"Well, you have a point," Spongebob agreed with what she was saying. Even though she couldn't beat all of the monsters in the ocean, such as the Alaskan Bull Worm, it was good to know that the young sponge had someone who'd always have his back when he is in grave danger.
"Uh-huh, but the important part about this is we should be focused on gettin' to Atlantis," said Sandy. "It's like Mr. Krabs said, we shall be focused on gettin' to the Golden Trident."
"Indeed. That is what I said," Mr. Krabs mused, rubbing his chin with his left claw before pointing out the obstacle that's in their way. "Sadly, the only thing stoppin' us from that trident is Lord Poseidon himself, and his army."
"That may be true Mr. K sir," the young sponge brought up. "But it'll be worth it once we do get to that Golden Trident."
"Yeah," Patrick whooped excitedly. "I can taste all of those ice cream flavors already!"
"I feel as if that art museum is within my reach," Squidward confessed.
"Same fer the inventions that I've sketched out fer mah blueprints," Sandy added.
"And all the treasure and gold that I'll be striking," Mr. Krabs threw out there.
"Meow! (And I'll have all the snail food that I can eat!)," chimed Gary, who then asked a question. "Meow? (But I still have one question; how long is this going to take?)"
His owner was the one to react to that as the sponge got down to his knees and looked at his snail straight in the eye with an open answer.
"Not to worry Gary. This'll only take us as long as it has to. We should be done in no time at all," Spongebob ensured him before getting back up onto his feet. "But I still have to wonder if there is a way for us to get into Atlantis with no trouble, and that it isn't blocked off..."
"Ah, it's nothin' to worry about Spongebob," Sandy patted his back. "We'll git along over there in no time flat. This here sub is escortin' us straight fer Atlantis. So ah assure y'all that we'll be there faster than you can say 'yee-haw'."
"The lassie is onto something thar," Mr. Krabs announced. "All o' you, being thy crew and all, shall do this; FER THE GOLDEN TRIDENT!"
"FOR THE GOLDEN TRIDENT!" Spongebob, Patrick, Squidward, and Sandy all cheered out in unison.
"MEOW! (FOR THE GOLDEN TRIDENT!)," Gary meowed exactly what they said, as they all wait and look forward to finally getting to Atlantis…
RIGHT BEHIND THE SUB - IN THE CHUM SHIP:
But what they were completely unaware of was the fact that they were being watched over. The person who was watching them was Plankton who was in the Chum Ship behind the sub with Karen as he saw their discussion on a monitoring screen above him. It captured everything that had occurred between them, and it was all thanks to the tracking device that was planted on Mr. Krabs. Something about what he just witnessed left the little guy a bit confused. He had no idea what was going on with them.
"I just don't get it. What are they yapping on about?" Plankton rubbed his head in confusion.
"They are heading to Atlantis, Plankton," Karen deadpanned as if it was obvious to them.
"I know that woman!" Plankton yelled before pulling on his antennas in uncertainty. "But what confuses me is why are they heading to Atlantis for the second time in a row? Wasn't the way to Atlantis blocked off or something like that?"
It was then Karen let out a heavy computerized sigh. Her husband can be quite dim sometimes and has been known for being incompetent especially when it comes to having his plans play out all the way through. This was a part of him that got her irritated at times. Fortunately, because she is his computer wife, Karen had to play the role of steering her husband Plankton in the right direction with his 'schemes'…or at least try to that is. And since she overheard and paid attention to everything that transpired, it was her job to remind her husband what just took place.
Getting back on track, Karen spoke up.
"Ahem, have you been paying attention to what they were talking about?" She inquired, hoping to get a response from him.
"What?" Plankton asked, seemingly clueless as to what she was referring to.
"They were talking about finding the legendary Golden Trident in Atlantis," the computer revealed to him.
"Alright, so what," Plankton didn't see the importance in it. "What's so special about a Golden Trident?"
Karen then let out another heavy sigh. This was going to be quite an explanation that she was going to give him.
"You haven't done any research, have you? And you call yourself a genius," Karen started to explain to him. "The Golden Trident is a strong and powerful artifact that has been told in many legends and tales. The mystical trident is kept under care in the underwater city of Atlantis, and it's being held under surveillance by King Poseidon himself. The trident has some magnificent powers that are capable of granting anyone's biggest desires, and what the welder truly wants from it. Don't you get it Plankton? The Golden Trident is powerful enough to make anyone's wants and wishes a reality, and that's what Spongebob and his pals are seeking for, and it's their reason for traveling to Atlantis in the first place."
As soon as she was finished with the explanation, Plankton was taking in everything she revealed to him. It's no mystery that all evil genius are interested in any powerful artifact or tool that can grant them whatever they desire for their diabolical plan, and Plankton was no exception. The little plankton was now lost in thoughts about the wonders that the Golden Trident can bring. He then envisioned the potent that the trident possesses and can be used to get whatever he wants, such as stealing a certain secret formula, among other malicious acts in the ocean. There was something about the fantasy that he was seeing that gave him the cravings to use that tool, and as a result, everything was falling into place for the little critter.
It was then a ploy was coming to mind. One that was mind-numbing and brilliantly evil that Plankton could this plot hitting off without a hitch. Yes. This ingenious plan was probably one of the best plans he came up with since Plan-Z.
As a result, Plankton felt a smug and sinister smirk crawling onto his face. It was one that would put the Grinch to shame. It was that menacing.
After several minutes of tranquility, Plankton finally broke the barrier.
"You know Karen, I'm glad you told me this. This changes everything," the plankton spoke in an unusually calm manner. "I just came up with an ingenious idea based upon what you've told me. Yes, this is just the beginning."
Karen scanned over Plankton's smug grin and his tone. She recognized that tone and look from anywhere. Whenever her megalomaniac of a husband comes up with something so atrocious, he'd act like this. She let out a groan as she had to know what he was planning this time.
"Oh gee, I know that tone and facial expression from anywhere," the computer then inquired. "What are you planning this time?"
To her complete surprise, Plankton had kept up that tranquil tone in his voice.
"Oh nothing really," he cited with faux-innocence, which slowly turned into malice. "It's just a plan that involves me getting possession of that Golden Trident, and using it to steal the Krabby Patty Secret Formula, and to conquer the entire ocean on top of that."
"Oh right. It's not like you've done anything like this before," Karen retorted sarcastically.
"Hush Karen, I'm brainstorming here," Plankton told her to hush it. "Just think of it, dear. Not only will that trident get me the secret formula to the Krabby Patty, but it'll also help in my plan of conquest. The ocean will be mine for the taking, and no Spongeboob or any of his 'circle-of-friends' are going to get the drop on me this time. That much I can promise you, dear. Heheheheeee…"
"I believe you're forgetting one flaw in your otherwise 'flawless' plan Sheldon," Karen warned him about a catch to all of this. "The important flaw in this is the only obstacle that stands in your way of getting that trident: Poseidon. As long as the Golden Trident is being kept under the guard of his associates and army, the chances of you getting to it and using it are slim to none."
She was half-expecting her husband to snap at her for pointing out a flaw to his plan. But to her revelation, Plankton remained calm about it and shrugged it off.
"Not a problem Karen. I knew that all along," he then turned back around and rubbed his tiny palms together in determination. "This is why I have another part that going to go with this plan; getting Poseidon to side with me."
The computer rolled her pixilated eyes at that, wondering how he's even going to pull that plan off. And it's not like he has any brain-control devices at his disposal this time around.
"Oh goodie, that has to be one of your most wonderful plans yet," there was obvious sarcasm dripping from her computerized tone when she said 'wonderful'. "What are you going to do; place a Chum Bucket mind control helmet on his head?"
"Better. I'm going to persuade him casually into siding with me," Plankton told her, caring the least bit about her sarcasm. "And I'm going to be tricking him into thinking that Spongebob and his pals are the enemies, and they are planning on stealing his Golden Trident. I will also tell him that I've arrived in his fair city to provide for him the aid he needs to get rid of the sea scum that dares to infiltrate his kingdom!"
It was clear that Plankton was getting loud again, and Karen knew what that meant. It meant that Plankton was becoming overconfident in his scheme and believes that it'll work like a charm. Karen shook her computer monitor head at this.
"Wow. That was some brilliant plan. How long did it take you to come up with that idea?" Karen queried rhetorically.
Despite hearing that tone of voice, Plankton answered her anyway.
"Not long at all dear," Plankton told her obliviously as he starts musing again. "And once I get Poseidon on my side, I'll be able to rid of myself of that sponge fool, that cheapskate crab, and everyone else that is traveling with them. And after Poseidon puts them out of the picture, the Golden Trident will be under my possession, and I can use it to finally get what I want: to get that secret formula! From there, I will be able to dominate the ocean under my control, and THE ENTIRE WORLD WILL BE MINE!"
The little guy then started letting out his trademark evil laughter upon the change of plans that he came up with as a result of the discovery that was revealed to him. No way is this plan backfiring on him, not in the slightest. While laughing, Plankton made this declaration to his computer of a wife.
"FULL SPEED AHEAD! TO ATLANTIS!" He bellowed frightfully.
"Yes, master," Karen said quietly.
She didn't get to have a say in this plan, so she had to go along with it. She can only wonder how far this plan will get before everything starts to crumble like they always do. She had this funny feeling in her mainframe that while the plan will hit off without a cinch, something is bound to happen that'll cause everything that Plankton had in store for Poseidon and Atlantis to go downhill in the long run. There was no doubt that she felt suspicious about the quality of this scheme and how it'll easily be compared to the ingenious but slightly flawed 'Plan-Z'.
Nonetheless, she decided to keep it to herself, locked in her memory bank for now as she complied with her husband's demands.
As such, the Chum Ship then traveled at full speed for Atlantis, which is where the yellow submarine was heading as well.
It did not take a genius to know that Plankton's plan was getting underway. To Plankton, it was the best plan that he came up with in years. And it's all going to start with Plankton getting to King Poseidon before the heroes do. He could see it already. Deceiving the Greek God of the Sea was going to put him at an advantage and would result in anyone who dares to oppose him and his scheme to be brought to a halt. With all the confidence that he needs, there was no way that his ploy was going to be thwarted this time around; not with Poseidon aiding him and all. And once Poseidon has all of that taken care of for him, everything will fall into place, and the wheels to his tactic will be in motion. This was the motion he had been waiting for as he waits patiently with Karen to arrive in Atlantis, while the others in the yellow sub do the same thing.
It looks like trouble was resting just beyond the horizon for Spongebob and his pals…
END OF CHAPTER 2…
Yeah, this chapter is shorter than the first chapter, but there wasn't a whole lot to add to this chapter. It's just everyone traveling to Atlantis with Krabs retelling sea stories relating to Greek mythological sea monsters, and Plankton coming up with a new scheme.
Still, I think I nailed the scene with Patrick and the shell phone getting spams. That being said, I hope you all enjoyed the chapter too.
Speaking of shell phone, that one scene I just mentioned was inspired by how I kept getting spam mails on my cell phone, and it was not only frequent. It was annoying too. So I could picture Patrick throwing that minor fit he had when it came to learning about the spam mails.
Something else I should let you all in on is that the sea tales that Krabs told the others all relate to Greek Mythology, including the mention of Proteus and how its rumored he is responsible for the creation of the Golden Trident, and all of those monsters in the distance being shown here. I'm doing all of this so it's clear that this story contains Greek Mythology. Though whether the Kraken is related to Greek Mythos is debatable or not, I thought that the mention of it was an admirable feature.
There are two references to other Nickelodeon cartoons in the parts where Patrick and Spongebob wonder about what the Kraken can do. The part where Patrick wondered if the Kraken wanted cheese was based on a Rocko's Modern Life episode 'Fish-N-Chumps' (also that episode showed a giant yellow squid; which is technically what the Kraken is based on). And the part where Spongebob wondered if the Kraken could give him a tail was based on an episode of Catscratch. Both of these shows may be obscure to most of you, so I wanted to share this with you in case you were confused by this.
Also, it has come to my attention (and a review by Spades and Swords) that I have been making these author notes a bit too long for the story (which may be why the first chapter is a little over 10,000 words). Therefore, after this chapter, I'm going to keep the author notes short in the future chapters. I probably won't have much to say anyway, so I'm just going to keep author notes at a minimum for the sake of it.
And on that note, I have nothing else to add to this chapter. I'm just happy that some of you support the story (mainly TheOwlMoth and Spades and Swords) and I like to thank both of those users for enjoying the story so far and I hope you can stick around for the remainder of it. The same goes for the rest of you who like it.
Next time, everyone arrives in Atlantis where they'll see their favorite spots that were re-modeled into looking like the Atlantis in Greek Myths, Plankton works on making a pact with King Poseidon, and some other stuff will occur. Find out what happens next time in this story.
Now if any of you have constructive criticism that I should know about, feel free to share it in the reviews. If not, you can just leave a review and tell me what you think of this chapter. I'm happy with positive reviews too.
Well, that's all that I have for this chapter. So I hope you all look forward to the future chapters, and until the next chapter comes out, take care of yourselves and thanks for reading again everyone!