THE SPONGEBOB CHAPTER IS FINALLY HERE! I am sorry if there is anything wrong or off with it, but I have not watched any episodes of Spongebob Squarepants in a while.

Also, I am sorry that I have not updated for so long but I have had a very hectic holiday.

I saw Phantom again! My third time in six months!

Just to let everyone know, the gala in New York is on Monday. As of that show The Phantom of the Opera surpasses Cats as the longest running show in Broadway history!

And I started writing a new story. Hopefully it will be posted soon!

I am putting a little bit of a story line in these next few chapters. Just like I did for the Erik/Gerry chapters. It is all leading up to a big show down sometime in the near future (I never did say what I did with Gerry)(Heh, heh, heh.). I will put reviewers in for a chapter or two because I need people to be in the army. If any of you want to be in it, just put your appearance, personality,and a weapon in your review.

I would like to thank all of my reviewers!

Disclaimer: I take full credit for what me and my mind come up with – things such as characters, bits of exploding scenery, etc. – the rest I give due credit to Andrew Lloyd Webber, Gaston Leroux, and Susan Kay.

Erik vs. Spongebob

Erik was surrounded by bubbles.

They were swirling around him in a great mass of shimmering radiance, tossing him about and making him dizzy and confused.

Panicking, he tried to shout, but when he opened his mouth bubbles rushed in, fizzing up through his nose and down his throat, making him gag.

Reeling, the Phantom was helpless as he turned head over heels.

Just as he was about to throw up the bubbles cleared and he was deposited onto a sandbank.

It took him a few moments to steady himself, but when his vision stopped spinning he found that he was sitting on a mound of sand, facing an odd sort of town in the distance and completely, impossibly, underwater.

He gasped and grasped his throat, his eyes darting around wildly.

Suddenly, with a huge flash the Authoress' notebook appeared before him. It was opened and written across its blank pages in blinking crimson letters was the message,

YOU CAN BREATHE UNDERWATER, SILLY! HOW, YOU ASK? I AM AFTER ALL AN ALL-POWERFUL NOTEBOOK. ANYWAYS, YOU'LL BE GETTING A VISITOR SOON, SO I'D BETTER BE OFF!

As soon as Erik finished reading it vanished with a poof of green smoke, leaving an afterimage of little dancing Legolases, which faded about a minute after.

Erik sat there for a second, perplexed, and then tentatively took a few short breaths.

He found that he could indeed breathe normally, even though he was underwater.

He sat there inhaling and exhaling deeply, amazed.

Just as he was getting comfortable with his new "ability" someone tapped him on the shoulder from behind.

He jumped and turned, coming face to boot with an exceptionally large and hairy man. Looking down at Erik, he opened his mouth and sang,

"WHO LIVES IN A PINEAPPLE UNDER THE SEA?"

He paused for a second and miniature clams popped out of the sand around him and cried,

"SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!"

Erik, by this line, was scrambling down the sandy slope at top speed, fleeing from the horrible music and terrifying creatures.

He ran blindly, stumbling over the occasional piece of rock or coral, until he collided painfully with the side of a building.

With a "UF!" he fell to the ground, staring upwards at the offending structure and then over to a sign saying "The Krusty Krab".

MEANWHILE…

A certain sponge and his best friend Patrick were staring at Mr. Krabs' new plaque.

He had scuttled out of his office earlier that day and hammered it up on the wall behind the cash register, stating that this was his employees' Christmas present and that they would be working overtime to "earn" it.

At the news, Spongebob shouted gleefully and enthusiastically went back to making Krabby Patties.

Now the nautical duo were staring at the shiny plank of metal and wood and, as usual, Spongebob was up to something.

"Spongebob…I don't think…"

"Patrick! Mr. Krabs is going to love this!"

"Spongebob…"

The unnaturally yellow sea sponge was eagerly reaching for the plaque.

"Spongebob!"

"Relax, Patrick. I'm sure that if Mr. Krabs knew what we were doing he'd be all for it."

Just as his fingers brushed the surface a loud crash came from the front of the store.

Patrick looked over from his place in front of the counter and Spongebob poked his head out from behind the cash register.

There, sagging dazedly against the doorframe was a creature clothed entirely in black.

Its masked face was scanning the room.

Its fiery eyes jumped from Spongebob to Patrick to the other customers and then back to Spongebob.

The two sea creatures by the counter stood there uncertainly.

"Damn it all! I am going to make sure that woman is placed in the middle of the lake with fifty pound weights strapped to her legs when I get back from…" he eyed the scene in front of him, "wherever I am at this moment."

Spongebob squealed and dove to the floor.

"IT'S AN ALIEN FROM THE PLANET SNORGLE THAT'S COME TO TAKE US AWAY!"

Patrick just stood there.

Erik eyed the quivering yellow square in front of him and snorted. He was having an extraordinarily bad day.

He straightened and stepped inside the restaurant.

As he progressed towards the back of the room the things sitting at the tables fled, leaving only the two by the counter.

Peeking over the cash register, Spongebob saw the thing coming closer.

"Patrick…"

The starfish was staring at the creature's mask with a disturbing intensity.

"Ooooooooooo…pretty."

"PATRICK…"

Patrick snapped to and faced Spongebob.

"Patrick, what do we do? It's coming!"

The pink blob looked at the approaching curiosity.

"Maybe…it wants a Krabby Patty?"

Spongebob's eyes bugged out of his head.

"Yes! That's it!"

He rushed into the kitchen and brought out a huge tray of the burgers.

He carefully sidled up to the counter and plopped them down then dove behind the cash register once more.

Erik reached the two "things" left in the restaurant.

One was staring at his mask and drooling and the other was quivering behind some sort of metal box that looked vaguely familiar.

He looked at the pink star-shaped thing in front of him.

"Excuse me but where am…"

The yellow square, which he could now see was a giant sponge popped up from behind the counter and shouted, "KRABBY PATTY?" then cowered away from him, pointing to the mound on the tray next to him.

Erik, annoyed and disconcerted with the fact that something that he believed to be inanimate was talking to him, snapped,

"No. They look disgusting."

He swung around to face the pink creature and found its eyes opened wide in terror, staring uncertainly at something behind him.

Spongebob had snapped. All that ran through his seawater-filled brain at that moment was the phrase "they look disgusting".

Shaking with rage, he grabbed a Krabby Patty and with an animalistic growl flung it at the "alien".

Before he could figure out why the star-creature was staring like that, Erik felt something hit his head with a thwump.

It splattered, flinging ketchup and mustard into his hair and dripping bread and pickles down his back.

He stood there stunned as he felt another one of the projectiles hit his back.

Spongebob threw the burgers as fast and as hard as he could, finishing off the plate in a matter of seconds.

Slowly the creature turned towards him, hands a-twitching, and reached into his jacket.

Spongebob squeaked and dove into the kitchen, grabbing more Krabby Patties and his spatula as he retreated into a corner.

Erik had followed the thing and saw that it had trapped itself.

Perfect.

He started to swing the lasso around, causing sauce to fly everywhere and bread to splatter to the floor.

Cowering against the wall and clutching burgers in his shaking hands, Spongebob saw his friend sneak into the room and reach for the creature's mask.

Forgetting the danger, he jumped up and shouted, "Patrick, NO!!"

But it was too late, Erik's mask had come off and he was revealed in all of his macabre glory.

Realizing what had happened, his vision blurred then turned sickeningly red and he started chanting psychotically under his breath,

"KILL, KILL, KILL, KILL…"

As Spongebob watched, Patrick scuttled away, mask in hand, leaving him alone with the thing.

He stared at it, shuddering. It now looked terrifyingly beyond belief.

It was an alien.

And it was going to kill him.

Shakily he flung his Krabby Patties at it and then brandished his spatula in front of him.

Erik approached the quivering yellow mass and easily knocked the spatula away.

"Heh, heh, heh…"

He smiled gruesomely and then whipped his lasso at it.

Spongebob screamed and then fainted, falling onto the kitchen tiles with a plop.

Just as he hit the floor the notebook appeared in the air, freezing both Erik and the lasso.

Hello. It wrote.

Erik growled at it and strained to break free.

Oh, no. I'm not letting you go.

It twirled around to look at Spongebob, shivered, and then faced the Phantom once again.

You've done enough damage for one dream. Plus, I need you back in the lair. The Authoress is getting antsy because you've been unconscious for so long.

It shuddered and then hurriedly scribbled,

She's a terror. She was screaming at me so emphatically that I think that she went above a high C. Nearly broke my binding. Ugh."

It floated down and nudged Erik in the shoulder.

So you're coming back now. Right now.

With a last look at Spongebob it disappeared in a poof of smoke, taking the frozen Opera Ghost with it.

WINNER: Patrick – he is one of the only characters that actually removed his mask.

LOSER: Spongebob – I think he peed his pants at the end there.