Agent -32 : Spongebond Squarepants in "Sponge Another Day!"
OK, this is my first story so go easy on me!
A very odd blend of humor, spoofs, action, and old-fashioned insanity.
Chapter 1 12:00 PM July 12th A Dark and Scary Ocean Trench Rock Bottom
Triton was in a foul mood. This isn't saying much because when your conceited and ignorant older brother got to rule the entire ocean and gave you the darkest, gloomiest and altogether worst part of it to take care of, well, you usually are.
Everyone knew about Neptune. The handsome king of the sea, living in his fancy little palace in stylish Atlantis, always with his big shiny trident. No one cared about poor Triton, the hardworking one but unlucky one, the ambitious one, the one who got kicked out of Atlantis just because he had discovered electricity (and fried a few mortal attendants in the process). Sure, maybe he wasn't as good looking as his brother, but what difference does scarce and spiky hair and a few warts make?
And those starfish. Triton's blood boiled at the thought. The glass of sea-whiskey he was holding was crushed between his strong and furious fingers. Oh, but soon, they'd see. they'd all see! No one rejects the mighty Triton! A small black robot approached. "King Triton, everything is in order," it wheezed in the usual monotone. "Perfect," he smirked. Triton settled back into his throne. Soon, he would have his revenge.
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9:32 AM July 14th - Starfish Day The Krusty Krab
"I HATE starfish." Squidward moaned. "Oh, cheer up, Squidy!" sang his very yellow co-worker. "Just be glad that you get to plaster smiles on the faces of all these customers!" "Aye, and smilin' customers means loads o' money!" said their boss, Mr. Krabs, poking his head out from his office. "Now keep fillin' those orders, and who knows, mebbe you just might get a raise!" Mr. Krabs stopped and scratched his chin. "Well, okay you won't get a raise. Just get back to work." He pulled his head back in and slammed the door.
The restaurant was full of mindless, drooling starfish, there for the holiday. They meandered around aimlessly, some trying to open packets of ketchup, others attempting to shove sporks up their noses (which they didn't have). A few stared at the menu blankly. A chubby pink starfish in floral swim trunks made his way up to the register. "Hi Squidward!" he said, recognizing the cashier as his neighbor. "Yeah, whatever, Patrick. Just order and get out of my face." "Okay," Patrick replied. He stared hard at the menu. "I'll take a. a.,"
Oooooh boy, thought Squidward. "Are you going to order or just stand there wasting my air all day, you moronic barnacle-head?!" he snapped crabbily. Finally, Patrick's face lit up. "I'll take a large bucket of deep-fried algae with extra garlic." Squidward glared at the starfish. Why do I force myself to live with these total imbeciles?! he wondered. "We don't serve that here you idiot!! Can't you read the stupid sign?!" "Oh. OK. Then I guess I'll just take a. duh..."
Suddenly, nine anchovies dressed in black jumpsuits descended from the ceiling. Fast and silent they lifted up the terrified starfish and threw them back up to their positions on the roof. One grabbed Squidward in a noselock, while another one started digging around in the counter. After a few seconds he held up a small bottle with a triumphant "Meep!" and the squad escaped. Mr. Krabs burst out of his office and Spongebob jumped out of the kitchen. "Well, you're a little too late," Squidward said dryly, rubbing his nose. "They took Patrick!" Spongebob sobbed. "And all of the other customers too! Oh, my best friend!" He fell face down on the floor and started weeping hysterically. "Worse, lad!" Mr. Krabs said with a steely look in his eyes. "They took the secret sauce!" "Huh? But we have loads of it." "No, boy, the NEW secret sauce! The one that would change the world!" Mr. Krabs glanced at Squidward warily. "Arrgh, foller me into my office," he whispered to Spongebob. Spongebob's gut instincts were flapping their jaws. He knew that what Mr. Krabs would tell him would change his life. He only hoped that he had remembered to refill Gary's water bowl.
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That's the first chapter. If you liked it, hated it or used it to unclog your toilet, review or drop me an email.
OK, this is my first story so go easy on me!
A very odd blend of humor, spoofs, action, and old-fashioned insanity.
Chapter 1 12:00 PM July 12th A Dark and Scary Ocean Trench Rock Bottom
Triton was in a foul mood. This isn't saying much because when your conceited and ignorant older brother got to rule the entire ocean and gave you the darkest, gloomiest and altogether worst part of it to take care of, well, you usually are.
Everyone knew about Neptune. The handsome king of the sea, living in his fancy little palace in stylish Atlantis, always with his big shiny trident. No one cared about poor Triton, the hardworking one but unlucky one, the ambitious one, the one who got kicked out of Atlantis just because he had discovered electricity (and fried a few mortal attendants in the process). Sure, maybe he wasn't as good looking as his brother, but what difference does scarce and spiky hair and a few warts make?
And those starfish. Triton's blood boiled at the thought. The glass of sea-whiskey he was holding was crushed between his strong and furious fingers. Oh, but soon, they'd see. they'd all see! No one rejects the mighty Triton! A small black robot approached. "King Triton, everything is in order," it wheezed in the usual monotone. "Perfect," he smirked. Triton settled back into his throne. Soon, he would have his revenge.
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9:32 AM July 14th - Starfish Day The Krusty Krab
"I HATE starfish." Squidward moaned. "Oh, cheer up, Squidy!" sang his very yellow co-worker. "Just be glad that you get to plaster smiles on the faces of all these customers!" "Aye, and smilin' customers means loads o' money!" said their boss, Mr. Krabs, poking his head out from his office. "Now keep fillin' those orders, and who knows, mebbe you just might get a raise!" Mr. Krabs stopped and scratched his chin. "Well, okay you won't get a raise. Just get back to work." He pulled his head back in and slammed the door.
The restaurant was full of mindless, drooling starfish, there for the holiday. They meandered around aimlessly, some trying to open packets of ketchup, others attempting to shove sporks up their noses (which they didn't have). A few stared at the menu blankly. A chubby pink starfish in floral swim trunks made his way up to the register. "Hi Squidward!" he said, recognizing the cashier as his neighbor. "Yeah, whatever, Patrick. Just order and get out of my face." "Okay," Patrick replied. He stared hard at the menu. "I'll take a. a.,"
Oooooh boy, thought Squidward. "Are you going to order or just stand there wasting my air all day, you moronic barnacle-head?!" he snapped crabbily. Finally, Patrick's face lit up. "I'll take a large bucket of deep-fried algae with extra garlic." Squidward glared at the starfish. Why do I force myself to live with these total imbeciles?! he wondered. "We don't serve that here you idiot!! Can't you read the stupid sign?!" "Oh. OK. Then I guess I'll just take a. duh..."
Suddenly, nine anchovies dressed in black jumpsuits descended from the ceiling. Fast and silent they lifted up the terrified starfish and threw them back up to their positions on the roof. One grabbed Squidward in a noselock, while another one started digging around in the counter. After a few seconds he held up a small bottle with a triumphant "Meep!" and the squad escaped. Mr. Krabs burst out of his office and Spongebob jumped out of the kitchen. "Well, you're a little too late," Squidward said dryly, rubbing his nose. "They took Patrick!" Spongebob sobbed. "And all of the other customers too! Oh, my best friend!" He fell face down on the floor and started weeping hysterically. "Worse, lad!" Mr. Krabs said with a steely look in his eyes. "They took the secret sauce!" "Huh? But we have loads of it." "No, boy, the NEW secret sauce! The one that would change the world!" Mr. Krabs glanced at Squidward warily. "Arrgh, foller me into my office," he whispered to Spongebob. Spongebob's gut instincts were flapping their jaws. He knew that what Mr. Krabs would tell him would change his life. He only hoped that he had remembered to refill Gary's water bowl.
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That's the first chapter. If you liked it, hated it or used it to unclog your toilet, review or drop me an email.