1 "SOAK UP THE SURF" BY A. NEVINS – Chapter 1: The Surf Hogs

It was a beautiful morning in bikini bottom. The underwater sun was shining, the flower shaped clouds were prettier than ever, and the jellyfish were buzzing, making their daily jellyfish jelly. The Goo Lagoon was filled with happy people having a great summer. Grubby grouper, a famous surfer, was catching some waves.

"Yeah! Go Dude!" Scooter shouted to his idol. It was probably the best day in the whole sea. That was, until they showed up.

STOMP! The ground shook. STOMP! The waves grew bigger. STOMP! The sight of the shadow cast by this powerful force made some people cower in fear.

"I'm going to have to work on my appearance," Plankton thought.

"Oh no! It's…It's…" Spongebob stuttered. "The Surf Hogs!"

"That's right!" The leader, Wax, announced. "And we're here to surf!"

"So you all best get off this beach!" shouted Punk, the toughest one.

The Surf Hogs were a group of rather large fish that raided beaches across the sea bottom and hogged the whole ocean, even though there were only six of them. Jed was the cool one, Garf was the smart one, Art was the one with the most tattoos, Punk was the tough one, and Wax was the leader. Oh, and there was Mike. He carried the boards.

"Guys," Mike gasped. "Is this a good enough place to stop at? I'm really getting kind of tired."

"Shut up!" Punk yelled as he slammed his fist into his hand.

"Like Dude, The Grouper's out there man," Scooter told him. "He's one of the best surfers around!"

"No, we are!" Jed said. "Now move it, dork!"

Meanwhile, Grubby Grouper was in the water on his longboard riding the waves. He had just come out of the inside of one and did a 720 flip in the air.

"Gnarly!" he screamed.

Suddenly, an arm came out a grabbed the Grouper by his throat. It was the hand of Punk. He swung him around and slammed half of his body into the sand.

"Nobody says gnarly anymore," Jed said as Punk finished him off by stepping on his head.

"Alright…Later Groupies!" said Grubby in a daze.

"Surf's up dudes!" Jed yelled.

"This is bad," said Spongebob in sorrow.

"I know," Sandy replied. "We can't go in the water anymore."

"No, this is really bad," Spongebob continued. "They can't surf for Krabby Patties!"

"Where?" Plankton looked around. "Oh, it's an expression."

All the inhabitants of Bikini Bottom watched as the Surf Hogs repeatedly fell down trying to do moves that were way over their heads. Art tried to ride a wave and flip his board around, but when he jumped, he lunged straight into Mr. Krabs' basket full of Krabby Patties.

"I told you," Spongebob announced.

"Hey!" Mr. Krabs yelled. "You've got to pay for those!"

Art and punk bumped heads and pounded each other and went off into the water again. Their boards were chopped up but they didn't care. Just because they were called the Surf Hogs didn't mean they knew how to surf, it just meant that they hogged the surf.

"We've got to do something," said Spongebob.

"Right on!" Grubby Grouper idiotically yelled.

"Let's get them!" Plankton said. "And then maybe they'll be too distracted to notice me stealing a Krabby Patty…"

"I'm sure we can all come up with a plan," said Sandy. "We're all smart enough."

"Duh…yeah!" said the Grubby Grouper.

"Let's do it!"