- Detective Goren...Detective Eames...
At last...
The long awaited detectives had finally arrived.
They were going to find the man who had committed this heinous crime.
- So Mr. Crab... How did the crime go down?
Eames was interviewing Eugene Krabs, the owner of the Krusty Krab.
Goren, on the other hand, was inspecting the crime scene.
- Eames...
Goren called out to Eames, beckoning her to come over and join him.
When she reached him, she crouched down.
- Look... He indicated to her with the finger traces of soles. Our culprit wears shoes.
They looked at each other without a word.
In this universe, who could wear shoes.
We were in the ocean, and fish didn't wear shoes, nor did crustaceans.
- Captain...It's all my fault!
A small square yellow being, wearing shorts and shoes, had just entered the kitchen, and was rushing towards Eugene Krabs.
He threw himself at the crab's claws, crying tears and screaming.
- So little Bob...
Krabs patted the little yellow sponge affectionately on the shoulder.
- But Captain...I forgot to close the fridge last night when I left.
So he forgot to close the fridge.
Well, well, well.
That gave him a little idea.
- You can pay me back with your salary...
All of a sudden the little yellow being went from tears to laughter.
Goren and Eames looked at each other in shock.
Where had they fallen?
And what kind of boss was this who made his employees pay for a simple oversight.
The sponge's shoes caught Goren's eye.
He leaned towards Eames, getting closer to his ear.
-Look...the little yellow being is wearing shoes...
Eames turned his attention to the sponge, which was startled by his gaze.
- Captain...Why is the lady staring at me? ...
Damn it he forgot to tell Bob that they had two detectives there to solve the crime.
- They are detectives Bob...they are here to solve the crime.
At his words, Bob threw himself at Goren's feet.
- I'm innocent...Don't put me in jail.
Sponge begged him.
But what a strange character.
- That's my employee SpongeBob...Sorry, he's a real crybaby.
What the hell...
Where the hell was Carlos, and what was he doing?
- Carlos...
A taciturn green figure with four tentacles and a big nose had just entered the room.
- What!
My God...
How two beings could be so different.
One who panicked about everything, and the other who didn't care about anything.
- These are the detectives...
- Yes, yes, I know...
He didn't even give Eugene Krabs time to finish his sentence.
What the hell...
He had better things to do than worry about some stupid crab cake.
Seriously...
He'd rather go back to bed.
Goren and Eames, were there, hiding from the culprit.
They had left the fridge open on purpose to trap the criminal.
- Keeping a lookout... For a crab cake... We have fallen very low.
Eames wasn't wrong.
But if he wanted to return to their world, he had to solve this crime, or else they would stay under the ocean.
And he preferred dry land.
Moreover, his characters were really very strange.
Let's start with Eugene Krabs, an old grip-sou.
Carlos a grumpy employee who didn't like his job or his life.
And there was SpongeBob, a very nice sponge, but who panicked at the drop of a hat.
Was there any more of that...
- Goren... Eames had just elbowed him. Look...
In front of them, in the complete darkness, a small being had appeared.
They took out their flashlights and pointed them at the figure.
SpongeBob...
He stood there, walking as if nothing was wrong, towards the fridge.
He went inside, took out a crab paste in his hand, and bit it off.
So the culprit was this sponge.
They got up, walked over to SpongeBob and grabbed him by the arms.
He didn't even react.
Goren turned his attention to SpongeBob.
His eyes were closed and he looked like he was sleeping.
So the culprit wasn't really a culprit.
He was just sleepwalking.
