The sponge stared at the office in silence. Wallets were everywhere. Bubblebass's, his, and so many others. Then Mr. Krabs walked in.
"Mr. Krabs, how could you? After all the patties I made! Why! Why did you steal my wallet? All these innocent people who've had their wallets stolen! Oh, the agony! I'm reporting you Mr. Krabs!" Spongebob took a deep breath.
"Nooo! Spongebob, wait! I'll- I'll return all the wallets! I swear. It'll never happen again! I- I just needed a little money!" Mr. Krabs was becoming frantic.
"Return the money too!" cried Spongebob. " You could have stoplen the last bit of money that someone had. They could die hungry and cold in the middle of nowhere, without any love for miles."
The police sirens were closing in. If Krabs was going to escape, now was his last chance.
"Put your hands- er- claws up," the policeman shouted. "You're under arrest for stealing money AND wallets. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in the court of law!"
"I'm sorry Mr.Krabs, I just couldn't let you get away," cried the worried Spongebob.
"Spongebob, the Krust Krab is now yours," said the policeman, handing him the ownership papers. "Do a good job with those patties!"
The wallet thief was busted, all because of a brave, yellow sponge.