PTHM: Chap 4: Mr. Krabs
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As the search in Bikni Bottom continued, over in the next town, everything was calm. Patrick lay in the hotel bed, reading the news paper. In the "Fine Dining" section, there was a picture of Mr. Krabs. He was holding a trophy. The caption said, "Krusty Krab wins award for best resturent!" Patrick grinned.
That night, Patrick checked out of the hotel. He took a cab to Bikini Bottom. He went back to his rock to set to work on his plans. For KRABS!
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Mr. Krabs was up late, watching the late-late-late-early-movie. It was a horror/action/something movie. He had the volume up waaaaaaaayyyyyy tooo loud. It was a quiet seen as the girl in the movie walked through the kidnappers delivary point. It was a dark old warehouse. Her footsteps echoed with every step.
Outside, Patrick krept along the side of the house. He could hear the movie, and he stepped accordingly. He looked in the window, and took out a silver sword.
Patrick jumped through the window, just as the girl was suddenly jumped upon by a million tiny dinosaur type things.
Patrick flew through the air towards Mr. Krabs with the sword in front of him.
Pat missed as he flew over Mr. Krabs' head. He flipped around and stared (being two inches away from Mr. Krabs' eyes, with the sword at Krabs' neck.) into Krab's wide eyes. He slowly pressed the sword into Krab's neck.
"Don't do this..... patrick.." he managed to say.
"And why?"
"I can.... help you."
"How?" Pat said as he lightened the amount of pressure he was putting on the sword.
"I was in jail once for killing 7 police officers."
Pat raised a non-existant eyebrow. "Why?"
"They threatened my life. I had actually stolen the Queens Crowned Jewels."
"Really? Well i'm not out for riches!"
"But the feeling i get when i kill!"
Patrick dropped the sword.
"We could work together! What do you say? Spare my life, and get a companion, or continue killing?"
Patrick thought long and hard. (We all know how hard this is for him!) "Agreed."
"Good! First! We have to establish a base."
"I was using my house."
"No no no no no no no no... We need a better place." Mr. Krabs said. "I dooo have that secret lab in the basement...."
"Weeeeeeeeellllll? What are we waiting for?"
They went down to the basement. Krab's flicked on the light and pressed a button. A long hallway opened up. They went down the hall and emerged into a secret underground lab.
"Tis! Tis wiilllll dooo fine!"
Krabs went over to the main console and pressed yet another button. A few walls turned around, displaying over 40 weapons. Ranging from ninja swords, to flame-throwers, and a bazooka!
"We are gonna have some fun tonight!" Pat said.
YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT SHALL HAPPEN NEXT!!!!! SO HA!!!!! I will leave you to come up with your own ideas! Post them in your reviews!
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As the search in Bikni Bottom continued, over in the next town, everything was calm. Patrick lay in the hotel bed, reading the news paper. In the "Fine Dining" section, there was a picture of Mr. Krabs. He was holding a trophy. The caption said, "Krusty Krab wins award for best resturent!" Patrick grinned.
That night, Patrick checked out of the hotel. He took a cab to Bikini Bottom. He went back to his rock to set to work on his plans. For KRABS!
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Mr. Krabs was up late, watching the late-late-late-early-movie. It was a horror/action/something movie. He had the volume up waaaaaaaayyyyyy tooo loud. It was a quiet seen as the girl in the movie walked through the kidnappers delivary point. It was a dark old warehouse. Her footsteps echoed with every step.
Outside, Patrick krept along the side of the house. He could hear the movie, and he stepped accordingly. He looked in the window, and took out a silver sword.
Patrick jumped through the window, just as the girl was suddenly jumped upon by a million tiny dinosaur type things.
Patrick flew through the air towards Mr. Krabs with the sword in front of him.
Pat missed as he flew over Mr. Krabs' head. He flipped around and stared (being two inches away from Mr. Krabs' eyes, with the sword at Krabs' neck.) into Krab's wide eyes. He slowly pressed the sword into Krab's neck.
"Don't do this..... patrick.." he managed to say.
"And why?"
"I can.... help you."
"How?" Pat said as he lightened the amount of pressure he was putting on the sword.
"I was in jail once for killing 7 police officers."
Pat raised a non-existant eyebrow. "Why?"
"They threatened my life. I had actually stolen the Queens Crowned Jewels."
"Really? Well i'm not out for riches!"
"But the feeling i get when i kill!"
Patrick dropped the sword.
"We could work together! What do you say? Spare my life, and get a companion, or continue killing?"
Patrick thought long and hard. (We all know how hard this is for him!) "Agreed."
"Good! First! We have to establish a base."
"I was using my house."
"No no no no no no no no... We need a better place." Mr. Krabs said. "I dooo have that secret lab in the basement...."
"Weeeeeeeeellllll? What are we waiting for?"
They went down to the basement. Krab's flicked on the light and pressed a button. A long hallway opened up. They went down the hall and emerged into a secret underground lab.
"Tis! Tis wiilllll dooo fine!"
Krabs went over to the main console and pressed yet another button. A few walls turned around, displaying over 40 weapons. Ranging from ninja swords, to flame-throwers, and a bazooka!
"We are gonna have some fun tonight!" Pat said.
YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT SHALL HAPPEN NEXT!!!!! SO HA!!!!! I will leave you to come up with your own ideas! Post them in your reviews!
