Chapter 2: With a Little Help from my Friends…

Mr. Krabs arrived at Spongebob's house, but was shocked at the sight he saw. Sandy and Patrick were camped out in front of his house.

MK: What are you two doing out here?

SD: Its Spongebob. He's locked himself in, and won't answer the door.

PT: (Crying hysterically)

MK: Right. Then we have no choice. We break the door down.

SD: Stand back. Hiya! (Karate chops the door in half.) Normally I not this rude, but this is got me all sorts of worried.

The three of them step inside the house to see Spongebob, laying on the floor, just sort of thinking. Spongebob turned his head and saw that they were inside.

SB: (Depressingly) Hey everyone.

MK: Spongebob, what's wrong? You look sadder than I do when I see money on fire.

SB: Well…

Spongebob told the story of how he tried for years to get his driver's license, failing 99 times, and the Seaner Rule.

SD: Holy cow, Spongebob, I never knew. How did you fail each road test?

SB: I get really nervous, panic, and crash the car.

SD: Well why don't you get nervous when you work down at the Krusty Krab?

SB: Because that's my job Sandy.

SD (smiling) I've got an idea! When's your next road test?

SB: Two weeks

SD: Spongebob, for the next two weeks, you and I are gonna practice driving. But I need for you to pretend that driving is your job. And you have to be as excited about it as you wold about working. Can you do it, Spongebob?

SB: (almost immediately, with his familiar grin reappearing) I'm ready!

SD: Ok then. I want you to rest up, and get a good night's sleep. See ya Spongebob!

SB: You got it Sandy. See you tomorrow. (heads upstairs to sleep)

Mr. Krabs and Patrick leave the house and head back to their own homes.

Meanwhile…

Next door, Squidward was having himself quite a time. Fine classical was playing in the background. Squidward was seated at his private bar, with a vodka martini in his hand.

SW: I never thought it would happen, but he finally had a shitty day, and do I care? Not a damn bit! (Finishes his martini, and heads upstairs to bed)