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WoRdLiFeCeNa4: I'm glad you enjoyed your vacation. I didn't go anywhere this summer, but I might go somewhere next summer. I start school on September 7th. I'm glad you like the Harry Potter series so much. I think the books are better than the movies. They are so much more descriptive. However, the movies are really good too! The person in the prologue was human. It was not a fish! I thought I made it sort of obvious by saying that he drowned! Ya, I know it was boring. But it really does mean something to the story! Thanks for the detail comment. It really makes me happy to hear that! You can take your time on Spongebob's Suspicion...I was just wondering. It's a shame you're not into writing... I LOVE writing! But, you probably figured that out when I published my ninth story... lol! Thanks for reviewing!
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C. Anon: Yes, I know that the mood changed very suddenly, but it gets a little darker farther along the story. Chapter two wasn't meant to add a lot of suspense, it was there because... well I can't tell you now because that would ruin the story. However, you will find out the purpose soon enough... The person in the prologue was random. He doesn't have anymore meaning to the story. He was a very minor character. Thanks for reviewing!
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Chapter 3: Annoyance
Spongebob awoke to the sounds of his fog-horn alarm clock. Today was Monday, and he needed to get ready for work. He didn't want to break his perfect attendance record.
He hoped out of bed, ready for another great day. Spongebob did his morning routine. He fed Gary, put on his clothes, and did all the other things a sponge would do in the morning.
Having attended to all of the morning chores, he bid farewell to Gary and then exited his house. He screamed at the top of his voice, 'I'M READY!' Spongebob started to march down the street, eager for a day of work at the Krusty Krab.
It didn't take long until the happy sponge entered the finest eating establishment ever established for eating. He was thrilled to see that he was on time for work like always.
Spongebob marched into the kitchen and took out his spatula. "I'm ready!" he exclaimed in his normal naive tone.
Squidward entered the restaurant five minutes later, much to the annoyance of Mr. Krabs.
"You're five minutes late!" exclaimed the boss, running up to Squidward. "What's the meaning of this?"
"Please, Mr. Krabs, I'm not feeling well today," said Squidward, pushing Mr. Krabs out of his personal space.
Mr. Krabs didn't seem to like Squidward's excuse.
"All right, I'll let you off the hook this once. But if you're late again, I'll dock your pay..." Mr. Krabs then scurried back to his office. Squidward gloomily walked towards the boat that contained the register. He entered it and then gave a depressed sigh. "Why does my life have to be filled with misery and woe?' Squidward thought to himself.
"HIYA SQUIDWARD!" Squidward cringed at the all-too familiar voice of the most annoying person he knew. He turned around and came face to face with a big, smiling face. "How are you today?"
"Spongebob, I am only going to say this once. I'm not feeling well today, I have a big headache. So PLEASE don't annoy me. Don't yell, don't talk, don't even breath...got it?"
Spongebob looked slightly taken aback by Squidward's outburst, but the same silly smile crawled back onto his face.
"Sure thing, Squidward!" exclaimed the happy sponge.
Squidward then turned forward and resumed his minimum wage duty. For a while, all that could be heard was the ticking of a clock.
"Hey, Squidward, do you want to go jellyfishing after work?"
"NOOO! Can't you get that through your thick skull?"
"No, I can't."
"Wha... What?"
"Well, you see. I'm a sponge and sponges are invertebrates and they don't have any bones, which means no skull and..."
"IT'S JUST A FIGURE OF SPEECH!" Squidward slumped down at his work station. His head was pounding. "Make it stop..." Squidward moaned.
The entire morning there wasn't one customer. Even when the lunch hour rush came, there were only three of four fish who placed orders. Spongebob and Squidward were both getting bored. However, much to the annoyance of Squidward, Spongebob had kept himself entertained by constantly jabbering.
"Ilikejellyfishing,butofcoursefrycookingisalwaysfun.Doyoulikefrycooking?Iguessyouwouldn'tknowbecauseyounevercook.That'smyjob.Howisrunningtheregister?Ialwayswantedtoruntheregister,howeverIwasmeanttofrycook.Afterall,myfirstwordswere'mayItakeyourorder?'IwonderwhatMr.Krabs'sfirstwordswere?Anyway,I'msurethattheywouldbesomethingbrilliant.Whatwereyourfirstwords?Whendidyoustarttalking?Wereyoubaldasachild?Iwonderifbaldnessiscontagious..."
"WILL YOU SHUUUUUT UP!" yelled Squidward at the top of his voice. By now, his headache had raged into a migraine and Spongebob was constantly making it worse.
"But Squidward, we're brothers of the fast-food industry! We should talk and get to know each other!"
"All I want to know about you is when you're going to LEAVE ME ALONE!"
"Mr. Squidward? What is the meaning of this racket!" Mr. Krabs marched out of his office and up to the spot where Squidward was yelling.
Without warning, Squidward took off his Krusty Krab hat and thrust it at Mr. Krabs. "I'm sorry, Mr. Krabs, but I can't work with him constantly annoying me. I'll see you tomorrow." Squidward then marched out the door. There was silence as Mr. Krabs stared drop-jawed at Squidwards's reaction.
"I wonder what was bothering him..." Spongebob said.
Spongebob was walking home. He was almost at his pineapple, when he thought of the idea to call on Patrick and see if he wanted to play. He ran to the brown rock and knocked enthusiastically on it. There came no reply. Spongebob knocked again with more force, but there was still no answer.
"I guess he's sleeping... Oh well, maybe tomorrow."
Spongebob then turned towards his pineapple, but he didn't move, for a strange sight had just caught his eye. Someone was standing outside his house. Spongebob did a double take just to make sure he was seeing right, however, when he looked again the figure had left. Spongebob approached his pineapple with slight caution. When he reached the front door nothing seemed different...except for one thing.
Spongebob looked at the welcome mat that rested near his door and he found a note folded in an envelope. Spongebob reached down and picked up the paper. He unfolded the note and read it. It said:
Spongebob,
I fear that something terrible is happening to Bikini Bottom. I need to talk with you. Meet me at the intersection of Conch and Coral tomorrow night. Don't bring anyone else. It's important that not many fish find out about this. I don't want to cause a panic. It is urgent that you attend. I just pray that I am mistaken...
Spongebob checked for a signature on the note, but there was none. What was this all about? Spongebob didn't notice anything different with Bikini Bottom. However, the person who wrote the note did sound eager that they meet... Spongebob decided that he would attend. Spongebob folded the paper and stuffed it into his back pocket. He then entered his house.
Spongebob wasn't greeted with a regular meow from Gary. However, Spongebob didn't notice. He was too preoccupied with the note. He quickly preformed his night time routine then crawled into bed. Gary slept beside, meowing softly in his sleep. Spongebob looked down at his companion with care. Gary's skin looked pale in the moonlight. "Goodnight my little angel," Spongebob said as he fell asleep.
It felt fine. It didn't perform as well as it did in the small village... but the small town fit its needs and wants. It had already divided into some; however the water was holding it back from doing its real work. Fortunately for it, it was adapting quickly to its new environment. It wouldn't be long until it could feast again.
However, something was troubling the monstrosity. It felt on edge. Like it was being watched. It did not know the reason for this feeling. All that had witnessed it had already been dealt with. The thing smiled to itself as it remembered the joyful feast it had endured. Still, there was a feeling that somehow there was a threat...