This chapter is told in Squidward's point of view.

Chapter Four: The Next Morning

HHOOOOOOOOOOONK!

Squidward wakes up and says, "That darn annoying alarm clock SpongeBob has! That needs to go. Everybody knows that SpongeBob is a son of a-"

"Hello, Squidward!" SpongeBob interrupted, as he was lieing on the other side of Squidward's bed.

"What the! WHY ARE YOU IN MY HOUSE!" Squidward demanded at the yellow sponge.

SpongeBob replied, "Well, I just wanted to tell you that we had to go to work!"

Why do we have to work EVERYDAY! Squidward thought in his head. I mean, I have NEVER had a break in 4 years!

"All right, I'm on my way to work," Squidward replied, unsarcastically, as he was getting dressed in his bathroom

"Great! I'll be on my way to work now. I'll meet you there!"

Later, Squidward was almost at the Krusty Krab when something pulled him by the collar. "OWWWWW!" Squidward yelled in excruciating pain.

"Squidward, we need to talk," a mysterious figure with a dark voice replied, as he took Squidward into a dark alley.

--To Be Continued--

SpongeBob was not in the bathroom with him. Guys, I don't want anything gay in my fanfics. Thnx!