Evil Spongebob
Chapter 3
Squidward entered out his bathroom with a towel around his waist and one around his head. He hummed a melody and sighed heavenly at his clarinet that was on his bed. "Well Clarinet, you and I will do fine at the Seashore Theater for the talented. Once they hear this symphony I have in store for them, my face and name will be mounted on the wall for this year's talented musician!"
Crash!
"What was that?" He stopped to listen. His heart pounded in his ears. "That's odd. I could of sworn I-"
Bang!
His eyes darted from side to side. It sounded like it came from his art room. There was a slowness to Squidward's steps as he quietly approached his art room. He opened the door just a crack when the glimpse of the horror froze him. Everything—everything he spent weeks; even months on were in ruins!
He flung the door wide open and gasped. In the scene of such an awful crime he spotted Spongebob standing with his back facing him. That barnacle brain!
Paint splattered and dripped from the walls; paintings were torn; sculptures were shattered to pieces—it was a chaotic mess.
Squidward placed his hands over his head. "Spongebob! What in Neptune's name did you do?"
Spongebob whirled around. "Looks like my work here is done. I thought this room could use some…improvement."
"Improvement?" A surge of anger shook Squidward. Spongebob had crossed the line this time!
However, he only managed to march himself a few steps when he slipped forward on a tube of paint, smashing his large nose.
Spongebob shook his head and clicked with his tongue. He took out his bottle of bubbles from his pant pocket. "Poor fool. How does it feel to be a consistent failure?"
Squidward got up on knees, rubbing his nose. "Consistent fail-why I never! Why are you here? Why are you destroying my home?"
Squidward watched as Spongebob dipped the bubble wand and blew a large bubble. What he didn't expect was that it would swallow him in a blink of an eye.
He banged on the bubble but it was futile. What on earth was this bubble made of?
"Get me out out of here!" Squidward shouted.
Spongebob turned his back on him, twirling the circular end of the wand around his finger. "Hm, I think I like you better in there. See you later, Squidy for when the Bikini Bottom is under my rule."
Under his rule? This was it. Spongebob had gone senile and somehow had gotten more annoying than he thought possible.
He helplessly watched as Spongebob went out the door, leaving Squidward to scream and bang at the bubble harder to no effect.
Spongebob went out of Squidward's house and looked up at it. Squidward's cries where wobbly and muffled by the combination of the bubble and the closed window. He smirked approvingly. He looked to the bubble solution and tipped the bottle over. Only two drops came out. If only he hadn't so carelessly used it all earlier today.
"It appears that my weapon is empty." Spongebob snapped his finger. "I better get some more."
A voice told him, "Yes, get some more!"
Spongebob went inside the Bikini Market. A female fish stood behind the counter with her green work apron. Her eyes rolled over to Spongebob, instantly recognizing him.
"Welcome to the Bikini Market, Spongebob." She kindly greeted.
"Nobody move!" Spongebob shouted to everyone within the store. "Nobody is to leave the store!"
Everyone exchanged glances towards one another, muttering their confusions. Spongebob's head turned sharply towards the nearby aisle that had a sign hanging from the ceiling that read: Wow Bubbles!: High quality bubbles for your enjoyment. A picture of the solution was shown beside the words.
Spongebob outstretched his arm to grab himself a Wow Bubble. He turned to the female cashier who welcomed him earlier. He set the bubbles down on the counter with a thud. Leaning his back against the counter.
"Make it snappy." Spongebob said.
The lady rang him up. "Um—and it looks like your total comes out to $1.79."
Spongebob handed her the money he owed and snatched the bubbles back into his possession. He turned to face everyone in the store, holding up his newly purchased bottle in the air. He opened the seal over the cap and threw it to the side.
"All of you have come the wrong place at the wrong time. Prepare to face the doom that will devour you!"
Spongebob attempted to open the bottle, grunting in his immense struggle.
Everyone stared blankly at him and took turns blinking at him in the midst of it all.
Spongebob stopped and huffed before continuing to try and open the bottle once more. His cheeks were turning red and pressure built in head like it was about to explode. His display of dominance kicking him in the butt right now! He should of brought a cloth or something to lessen the harsh rubbing of the cap against his skin.
His hand grew tired and he stuck his tongue out, panting to catch his breath.
"Oh dear Neptune!" He exasperated. He turned to one of the customers at the store. "Hey, do you think you can open this for me real quick?"
"Oh—uh—sure" Replied the fish. He twisted the cap open with ease and handed the bottle back to Spongebob.
"Gee, thanks!" Said Spongebob before reverting back to his evil tone. "Yes! Yes! Now none of you are safe. Victory is in my hands!"
He let out an evil cackle and then blew a chain of bubbles into the air.
Everyone's gaze followed the bubbles curving up towards the ceiling like a giant caterpillar until it all separated from each other and engulfed every sea creature at the store in bubble trap. Everyone's shrills filled the room as they attempt to free themselves.
Witnesses from outside the store went running about in different directions.
Next, Spongebob was headed to Goo Lagoon. Weightlifting came from bodybuilders, and Bikini Bottom dwellers either laid on towels to soak up some sun or went surfboarding looking to simply have a good time. Their fun was cut short when they too, were swallowed up by bubbles.
Soon, everyone was either found trapped in bubbles or screaming and running for their lives.
Televisions throughout the Bikini bottom viewed Perch Perkins, the news reporter, updating viewers on these incidents. "Perch Perkins coming to you live here at the Bikini Bottom to bring unfortunate news that has the city spiraling. It appears that a yellow sponge who goes by the name Spongebob Squarepants, has been going around town trapping citizens in bubbles. From the looks of it, our sponge has broke out of his innocent, good-natured ways and moved to the dark side."
The camera viewed citizens either crying or trying to break free. The camera turned to a victimized child who is having the time of his life bouncing himself up and down in his bubble. Perch brings the microphone to the child's bubble. "Tell me, young man, how do you feel now that you're unable to break free from this bubble?"
"Wee! This is awesome! I never want to leave! " The child cheerfully replied, still bouncing up and down.
"As you can see, children are even devastated! What will become of our citizens? Will the Spongebob we know and love ever come back to us? Stay tune and we'll-Aah!" Perch got swallowed up by a bubble and he began to tumble inside.
Plankton, who has been watching the television displayed at a store window, let out a menacing laugh. "It worked! It actually worked! All I have to do is find my yellow mischief in order rule the Bikini Bottom and send ol' man Krabs packing."
Plankton looked among the running crowd. Then on the other side of the street, he spotted Spongebob coming out of a dark alley. He hurried towards him, being careful not get stepped on by anyone in his path. Once he finally met up with Spongebob, he proudly looked up towards him.
"Why, hello there friend."
Spongebob's head tilted downward. "Ah, Plankton. What a pleasant surprise."
"Isn't it?" Plankton said. "You were one hard Sponge to keep up with. I have been wanting to talk to you to convey a little proposition."
"Proposition, huh?" Spongebob blew a bubble that trapped a female citizen's peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
The woman broke down on her knees, reaching her hands out to her peanut butter and jelly sandwich that floated away. "Great merciful Neptune! Not my sandwich!"
Spongebob crossed his arms. "What is it?"
"I was thinking that I can help you destroy the Bikini Bottom. I have all the right equipment to do so. In return, all I ask is for you tell me the secret formula."
Spongebob smiled, knowingly. "I knew you would come here to ask me that. Imagine me, giving you the formula. You run Eugene Krabs out of business as the citizens of the Bikini Bottom see you as their leader."
"Yes! That's exactly it!" Plankton jumped up and down—his eyes beaming. "So what do you say? Deal?"
"Nope!" Spongebob turned away from him.
"Nope?" Plankton growled. "What do you mean 'nope'? Do you honestly think I'll accept that as an answer?"
"Yes…yes I do." Spongebob replied.
"What is it about my proposal you don't like? We were meant to rule together, making Krabby Patties and sending that old man Krabs out of work; making my line of business the best the sea has ever seen!"
Spongebob turned back to Plankton. "Sorry, but there could only be one evil ruler here. My knowledge of the secret formula is sacred. In fact, so sacred that I am going to use it for my own benefit, and I'm not just talking about being the best frycook. I'm talking more—a whole lot more."
"You can't be serious." Plankton shook a fist. "I worked so hard on that helmet only for you to shun my offer? We were supposed to be allies! I cannot allow you to have the Bikini Bottom and not let me be a part of it!"
Spongebob blew a bubble that trapped Plankton. "Now you definitely cannot stop me. This dark energy—it speaks to me."
"I made you evil, and I can turn you normal just as easily!" Plankton yelled through the bubble. He pulled out the remote controlling Spongebob's helmet and pressed a green button. "Who's the only evil ruler now?" A mocking grin plastered on his face.
Spongebob crossed his arms, returning the mocked grin.
Plankton began to sweat. "Sooo…are you normal again? Can you free me, maybe? Perhaps I can even have the hat back?"
Spongebob took the hat off and dropped it to the ground. "You can have it. It's no longer useful to me anyway." He was about to leave, but he turned back to Plankton to make one final insult. He inhaled and blew a couple of short raspberries that lead into a longer one. Satisfied, he took his leave.
Plankton blinked a couple of times, confounded by what just happened.
"I don't get it," he said to himself. "I deactivated the steel hat and he removed it but he's still evil?" He put his hands against his bubble trap, watching the sponge continuing to terrorize the citizens of the Bikini Bottom. "Normally I wouldn't care, but not only is he leaving me out of this, but he's making me a victim too. What am I going to do now?"
Uh-Oh! Deactivating the evil sequence and removing the hat didn't turn Spongebob back to normal. What will become of Spongebob? What will happen to Plankton and everyone else? Is Spongebob going to stay evil? Tune in next time!
