PTHM
Chapter 5: GTA? Boredom? WHEN WILL IT END?
Note: Mr. Krabs = Dr. Krabs. Doctor sounds more evilll.
Dr. Krabs walked over to the weapons. He picked up a foot long gun made of silver. It was an old six-shooter. "This gun is incredibly accurate. I shot a can five miles away!"
Pat raised an eyebrow. Dr. Krabs gave him the gun, and Pat was surprised to find how heavy it was. "Wow!" Pat slipped it into his belt. (??? Doesn't have a belt.. Oh well.)
Dr. Krabs walked over to the bazooka. "This rocket launcher launches a 5 lb mini nuke."
Patrick grinned. "GIMME!"
"We just neeed a car."
"THE BAT MOBILE!"
"No."
"Why?"
"Batman was gay."
Patrick gasped. "BUT NOT THE BAT MOBILE!"
"Yes it was."
"No. Noo. NOoooooooo!"
"It looked like a.. never mind."
"Shut up."
"What?"
Patrick pointed the gun at Dr. Krab's head. "Shut. Up."
Dr. Krab's swallowed. "Might I recommend just stealing a car? My car is dead."
Pat lowered the gun.
Dr. Krab's and Pat walked to the local mall, and into the parking lot. The people on night security's cars where there. They walked up to one of them.
"I hope I remember how do to this." Dr. Krabs took out a lock pick and started picking the lock.
The alarm went off. The lights were flashing, and a high pitched siren emitted from it.
The guard heard it and came running over. He pointed his gun at Dr. Krabs and Pat.
But pat was way ahead of him. "Get down. On the ground. Give me your keys to the car." Silently the guard obeyed and threw his keys at them. They tapped Pat's feet.
"Ow." He said casually. He pulled the trigger. The bullet hit the guard right between the eyes, and came out the back of his head. He fell down on the ground and lay there.
Dr. Krabs got the car open, and they sped off.
Ok, this one was less violent then the others, but I needed it to move the story along for the next chapter. THEY NEED A FRIGGIN CAR!!!! And I promise to finish the next one sooner then 4 months. :P
Dr. Krabs walked over to the weapons. He picked up a foot long gun made of silver. It was an old six-shooter. "This gun is incredibly accurate. I shot a can five miles away!"
Pat raised an eyebrow. Dr. Krabs gave him the gun, and Pat was surprised to find how heavy it was. "Wow!" Pat slipped it into his belt. (??? Doesn't have a belt.. Oh well.)
Dr. Krabs walked over to the bazooka. "This rocket launcher launches a 5 lb mini nuke."
Patrick grinned. "GIMME!"
"We just neeed a car."
"THE BAT MOBILE!"
"No."
"Why?"
"Batman was gay."
Patrick gasped. "BUT NOT THE BAT MOBILE!"
"Yes it was."
"No. Noo. NOoooooooo!"
"It looked like a.. never mind."
"Shut up."
"What?"
Patrick pointed the gun at Dr. Krab's head. "Shut. Up."
Dr. Krab's swallowed. "Might I recommend just stealing a car? My car is dead."
Pat lowered the gun.
Dr. Krab's and Pat walked to the local mall, and into the parking lot. The people on night security's cars where there. They walked up to one of them.
"I hope I remember how do to this." Dr. Krabs took out a lock pick and started picking the lock.
The alarm went off. The lights were flashing, and a high pitched siren emitted from it.
The guard heard it and came running over. He pointed his gun at Dr. Krabs and Pat.
But pat was way ahead of him. "Get down. On the ground. Give me your keys to the car." Silently the guard obeyed and threw his keys at them. They tapped Pat's feet.
"Ow." He said casually. He pulled the trigger. The bullet hit the guard right between the eyes, and came out the back of his head. He fell down on the ground and lay there.
Dr. Krabs got the car open, and they sped off.
Ok, this one was less violent then the others, but I needed it to move the story along for the next chapter. THEY NEED A FRIGGIN CAR!!!! And I promise to finish the next one sooner then 4 months. :P
