Chapter 3 - The Unplanned Plan

" Ha! Ha! Ha!" Plankton snickered as he quietly snuck over to Mr. Krabs' basket full of Krabby Patties. "I finally win! I finally have the secret formula! Yes!"

"No you haven't!" said Aaron, the author. "Don't you ever watch the show? Like in "F.U.N." or the part in "Party Pooper Pants" where you try to tell Mr. Krabs that your dialogue card says to discuss the formula, or."

"Alright! Alright already!" yelled plankton. "But at least let me see how me plan backfires this time." He started to climb up to the top of the basket, but before he was halfway there, he was panting. "Man! How does Krabs get these out so quickly?"

Meanwhile, the rest of Bikini Bottom didn't know what to do. Their water had been taken over by a bunch of bad surfers. They had gone through six plans and every one was a failure.

"Maybe we ain't so smart after all," Sandy sighed.

"Aw, cheer up Sandy," said Spongebob. "Even Patrick had a plan and he's about as smart as a rock."

"That's right!" Patrick said. "Wait a second...I never got any ice cream!"

"You see? We're not stupid," said Spongebob. "It just comes natural."

"No, I'm stupid. I'm big and tough and I failed! I'm a Failure!" Sandy cried.

"No, you know who's a failure?" Mr. Krabs told her. "Plankton. Now he's a failure!" The whole crowd burst out laughing. It was true. Plankton was a failure.

"But I went to college!" shouted Plankton. "That's it! For years, you have insulted me, Krabs, but now.now who's the failure? I've got a Krabby Patty!" He loved the taste of sweet victory, even if he could only taste it for so long. "All I have to do is climb to the top of this huge basket."

But The Surf Hogs were still hogging the water, and now there was less, it was polluted with ice cream, and much more.

"But, like, how are we going to get the water back dudes?" Scooter asked.

"Let's throw ice cream at them," suggested Patrick. "And then we can eat the leftovers! Yeah!"

"Almost there." Plankton lifted the nail that was attached to the string he was climbing with and stuck it on the top of the basket. He pulled himself up and stood on top. "I made it!" he screamed. "Now all I have to do is lift up this lid and.wait, this seems too easy." He started to lift the lid up, when suddenly, a large, green claw popped out. It grabbed him, shook him up, and knocked him off the top. "Curses!!!"

"What was that?" Mr. Krabs wondered.

"What was what?" asked Spongebob.

"That sound. It sounded like," Mr. Krabs listened closer. "Like someone shuffling around my basket full of Krabby Patties!"

"No! It couldn't be.!" Spongebob gasped.

"Yes, Plankton!" he said.

"That traitor!" Sandy exclaimed. "He was supposed to be helping us get the Surf Hogs out our water. Why I oughta.!"

"Calm down Sandy!" said Spongebob. "I'm sure whatever he's doing is going to help us out."

"And the best part us, nothing I'm doing will help them out!" Plankton mumbled. "This is going to be perfect!" He pulled himself up to the top and started to lift the lid once more. "That thing left, and there can't be anymore, right?" He closed his eyes and quickly lifted it the rest of the way. Nothing Happened! All that was in the basket was 5 beautiful Krabby Patties. "Come with Mr. Plankton!" He licked his lips and jumped in. He started to pick one up when suddenly the ground shook. The walls of the basket were cracking. And then.BOOM!!!!!! Plankton flew out of the basket and back to the Chum Bucket. "I'll get you Krabs!!!" he yelled.

The explosion shook the beach. Huge waves were being made, and these were too big for even the humongous Surf Hogs! They flew out of the water and fell head first into the sand. Everybody grabbed their surfboards and jumped into the water.

"Should we have waved goodbye?" Spongebob joked. There was an uproar of laughter from the crowd.

"I don't get it," said Patrick.

THE END