Hello there, readers. I have finally gotten to work on a new story that I was planning; a Spongebob story.
Now I'm not going to say much here, aside from the fact that this story is self-explanatory (kind of). This story is going to be about Squidward and Spongebob trading lives and seeing whose life is harder.
I do hope you will like my story. I don't have anything else to say, so let's get the story started!
DISCLAIMER: All the rights to Spongebob belong to the creator; the late Stephen Hillenburg, as well as the Nickelodeon Corporation.
IN BIKINI BOTTOM:
It was a beautiful Friday in the underwater city of Bikini Bottom. The clams were chirping, and the citizens of Bikini Bottom were happily living about their daily lives. At the Krusty Krab, in particular, home of the mouth-watering Krabby Patties, it was just about closing time after another hard day of work for the crew. Coming out of the front door was everyone's favorite sea sponge; Spongebob Squarepants, and his grumpy cephalopod of a neighbor; Squidward Tentacles. While Spongebob enjoyed the workday today, Squidward did not. To him, it was the same as it ever was; a lot of hard work and nothing interesting about it. The frown that was plastered on his face was more than enough proof of that.
Spongebob let out a happy sigh, taking in the breath of fresh air even after spending hours in a grease filled kitchen.
"Ah, what a day it has been," Spongebob remarked. "Another fine day on the job this has been, eh Squidward?"
"Hmph," the octopus scoffed at that question. "That's easy for you to say. Today was lousy as always."
Just hearing that got the sponge to skid to a stop as he faced his neighbor.
"Huh? What in Davy Jones' locker are you talking about," he asked him. "I think that there is nothing better than spending a day at the Krusty Krab making some Krabby Patties for our dear loyal customers."
"Well, of course, being the simpleton you are, you would enjoy that kind of work. But I dreaded every moment of it," Squidward pointed out, stopping in his tracks. "I have to take people's orders every minute of the day, make sure they get the right amount of change back, count the money and making sure we got the right amount of cash received for the day so Mr. K would be satisfied. Does that answer your question?"
"Whoa. Squidward, I think you're exaggerating a bit." Spongebob gasped.
"Every day of my life is an exaggeration," the blue octopus mumbled.
"I mean all you have to do all day is watch over the cash register and make sure our customers get the right change back," the sponge continued. "To me, the job seems to be easy peasy."
"Everything to you is easy peasy, you barnacle brain," Squidward snorted. "It's not as easy as it looks. The money needs to be counted properly. Otherwise, that cheapskate of a boss will throw a hissy fit."
"I'll have you know that working by the grill isn't all fun and games either," Spongebob countered with his point. "I try to make it fun, but it's much harder than you think. I have to make sure that the patties are cooked to the right temperature for the right amount of time, and I also have to make sure the grill gets cleaned after every use when it's cooled off, so the Krabby Patties don't get contaminated."
"Huh. Yeah right," Squidward doesn't seem amused as he resumes walking. "Being a fry cook is a total pushover's job."
"Ah, but it isn't Squiddy," Spongebob rushed after him to walk by his side. "It's more than just cooking the food and flipping patties. I also have to mop the floors, scrub the latrines, wash the dishes, sweep the floors, clean the tables and swab the poop deck too. These are dirty jobs that I can handle because I'm a sponge."
"Well my life outside of work is even more stressful than it is at work," argued Squidward. "I have to wake up and get ready for work every morning bar Sunday, and I have to deal with two idiotic neighbors day in and day out. In addition to that, I also have to pay the bills for my house with the paychecks I get from work, and then there are all of my artistic works on top of it. I have to write poetry, paint those paintings that you've seen, write compositions, show my work to the art committee, attend and take part in dance rehearsal, and then there's my clarinet recital, which I am having trouble with as it is."
"I also have to do a lot outside of work too, Squidward," Spongebob countered. "I have to pay the taxes I get in addition to the bills. I have to feed Gary daily to keep him from eating the sofa, as well as taking care of my Gare bear. I also go to Boating School to pass my boating exam, which I am never able to pass. I have to keep my pineapple home under maintenance so there are no leaky faucets, floods or fires, and to prevent another nematode incident like last time. So you see, my life is much more difficult than you make it out to be."
"My life is still tougher than yours," Squidward protested, coming to a stop right in front of their houses.
"You think so?" The sponge queried, stopping right beside him.
"I don't think so," the octopus crossed his arms casually. "I know so."
"Well then, how about we make a deal together," Spongebob offered.
"That depends. Is this going to be like one of those other shenanigans we took part in, such as the time we competed for Employee of the Month?" Squidward retorted.
"Nah, this is different," the sponge shook off. "I was thinking that maybe we could switch lives."
"Come again," now this got Squidward curious as he raised an eyebrow.
"The whole part of the deal is that we'd switch lives so we can see what it's like to be in the others' shoes," he explained. "I can take over your life, and you can take over mine. We can understand a bit more about each other, as well as find out who's life is harder. And the best part is that there is no reward for this deal. This is to help us learn more about what we put up with. So what do ya say, Squiddy? Are you in, or what?"
Now Squidward was lost in thought as he had no idea what to think about this. On one hand, he'd have to take over Spongebob's life and get to partake in the hooligan nonsense that he does daily. And Neptune forbids that it wouldn't be an enjoyable experience. On the other hand, though, Spongebob would get to see what Squidward puts up with within his life and that it's not fun and games like how he'd normally view life. Perhaps this deal could show the young sponge why the cephalopod wants to be left alone all the time and why he doesn't enjoy having him accompany him.
Well, now that I think of it, perhaps this will be a perfect opportunity for the barnacle head to see what makes my life so miserable. He thought. This could my ticket to get him off my back for good. I mean sure, I have to deal with his tomfoolery, but it'll be worth having him leave me alone once and for all.
With that thought running through his mind, Squidward finally came to a decision.
"Alright then Mr. Squarepants, you got yourself a deal," he announced. "I will trade my life for your life."
"Excellent," Spongebob squealed with joy. "This ought to be a fun experience for us, eh?"
"Whatever," Squidward said dryly.
"Oh! That's right," Spongebob snapped his fingers at remembering something. "We have to trade clothes too."
"You're kidding." Squidward moaned.
"I kid you not, Squidward," Spongebob told him. "Since we traded our lives, we also have to trade clothes, along with our homes. It's only fair."
"Right," he sighed exaggeratedly.
"So you'll need to wear my square pants," the eccentric sponge took off his pants and gave them to Squidward. "Here you go."
"Oh, very well," he then put on the square pants. The position felt weird, but what could he do?
"Dahahaha. Oh Squidward, this reminds me of the time we took over the Krusty Krab and you gave me two jobs as the cashier and the frycook," he brought up. "By the way, have you finished those errands?"
"Don't get started on that again," he groaned upon the question being asked.
"I'm just playing with ya buddy ol' pal," Spongebob chuckled.
"Well, I suppose I should fork over my t-shirt for you to wear, since we are doing this," Squidward mentioned.
"That would be wonderful Squiddy," Spongebob beamed.
With that, Squidward took off his t-shirt and gave it to Spongebob. The kitchen sponge put the shirt on and it was covering his underpants, kinda like a skirt. Needless to say, he was ecstatic about this.
"Ah, I remember the last time I wore this," he remembered. "It was the time you gave up all of your belongings, including your house, just so you could have that paper I was playing with."
"And I shamefully regret ever doing such a thing," he muttered under his breath.
Silence clouded the two of them for a moment or so before Spongebob cleared his throat.
"Uh, anyway, now that we got this out of the way, I suppose we should retreat to the homes that we traded among one another. And get comfy for the evening, since tomorrow we'll be starting our temporary new lives."
"That sounds like a great idea," Squidward stretched out, pulling on the white sleeves on his arms. "I could use some downtime anyway."
"I gotcha Squidward," Spongebob smiled. "See ya tomorrow."
"Yup. So long," as soon as he said that, the octopus headed to the pineapple home before snickering to himself. "Huh, I can't wait to see that kelp for brains struggle with the stuff I put up with. It'll be a breeze. Heh, heh, heh."
"Have a good one," the sponge hollered back right after his neighbor closed the door behind him. He started musing to himself. "I have to say, I'm impressed. Maybe Squidward will learn more about me and what I do. I'm happy that he's taking this well."
After he said that, Spongebob turned around and headed right for the Easter Island head of a home where he opened the door and stepped right in. He then closed the door behind him as he and Squidward were going to unwind for the evening. Both of them were just waiting for tomorrow to come, unaware of the challenges that tomorrow will bring to the two of them…
"THE FOLLOWING MORNING…"
It was now Saturday morning in Bikini Bottom. In Spongebob's pineapple home, we see Squidward sound and asleep in Spongebob's bed. It would appear that he entirely disregarded the fact that he was in his neighbor's home, as he was snoozing away. He acted like there was nothing different with his life. But he was about to be in for a wake-up call that'll get him on track.
After a few more seconds, Spongebob's foghorn alarm started going off, getting Squidward to bolt up quickly as he cleared his eyes.
"Uh…uh…w-what's going on?" He had to ask himself.
Then it hit him. The agreement he made with Spongebob. It was coming back to him.
"Oh. Right," Squidward groaned. "I am in Spongebob's house since we traded lives yesterday."
That foghorn alarm ruined what was considered a peaceful dream that he was having. But alas, he had to live with it for now. Without warning, he then turned off the alarm before getting out of bed and stretching his tentacles.
"Well, today ought to be an interesting day," he mumbled. "I get to do all of the stuff that the square head typically does. Gee, I am already looking forward to it as I speak."
In spite of his sarcastic remark, he brushed it off and decided to reassure himself about this.
"Oh relax now Squidward. This is Spongebob we are talking about," he smirked. "Today ought to be a rather simple and stress-free day. I mean, what in Neptune's mother could go wrong with me today?"
"MEOW! (HEY! PAPA-BOB!)" A voice coming from a certain snail was heard coming upstairs.
It was then that Squidward's frown returned to his face.
"I take back what I said. That's one thing that could go wrong," he said. "Well, so much for having an otherwise perfect day."
It was then Gary came into the bedroom, about to holler once more for Spongebob, when suddenly he stopped in his tracks. In front of him was Squidward, the person he wasn't expecting to see this early in the morning. Feeling the need to retort, Gary let it all out.
"Meow. (Well, well, if it isn't the ugly big-headed blue cephalopod of a neighbor who lives next door. I was expecting to see Papa Bob, not his neighbor.)"
"Oh kelp, rub it in this early in the morning why don't ya," Squidward delivered a retort of his own in response.
"Meow? (In any case, what are you doing here? And where is Papa Bob?)" Gary demanded.
"Long story short; the square head and I swapped lives with each other after a discussion we had yesterday. We are now seeing what it's like to live in each others' shoes," he explained to him. "We decided on this to see whose life is harder, and thus it resulted in us trading clothes and swapping homes to sleep in."
This took Gary by surprise at first, for he never expected something like this to happen. Unfortunately, be it as it may be, Gary's shock quickly turned into indifference upon learning everyone.
"Meow? Meow. (Wow, so you two traded lives, clothes, and homes just to see whose life is more challenging? Huh, I never thought I'd see the day where you finally got involved with one of Papa-Bob's nautical shenanigans like this one.)" the snail responded with a snort.
"Tell me something I don't know," the octopus fired back.
Gary only rolled his eyes as a result, as Squidward then crossed his arms.
"Anyway, what do you want?" He asked the mollusk.
"Meow. (If you must know, I'm in the mood for some breakfast. I would like to have some Snail Po like Papa-Bob always does it.)"
Seeing the confused look on Squidward's face, Gary decided to elaborate.
"Meow! (I want my wet snail food!)"
"Oh right," he felt like rejecting, but it would only turn into another retorting war, so he decided to go with it. "One can of Snail Po coming right up, you're majesty."
"Meow. (Yeah, yeah, just don't blow me off like you did last time.)" Gary started to exit the bedroom.
"Oh yes, that shouldn't be a problem," Squidward hollered bitterly. "It's not like Spongedope and his fat chubby pink barnacle head of a friend are going to a Jellyfishing Convention this time!"
His comment fell on deaf ears since Gary didn't dish out another retort. This got him to speak under his breath about how this was going so far.
Nonetheless, Squidward decided to exit the bedroom and headed downstairs to feed Gary his Snail Po, as well as getting the morning started, so he can be all prepped up for the day, and the trials that were in store for him…
After a good amount of time spent getting ready, Squidward had finally gotten out of Spongebob's house, all set for the day. He was still wearing the square pants that he was given, red necktie and all. Once he was outside, he had to recount everything that he did this morning. He had to feed Gary, eat some breakfast of his own, make some coffee for him to drink, clean the dishes upon finishing breakfast, and taking a shower, along with other personal hygiene. The most that he struggled with was that he had trouble finding the coffee, as well as finding the soap for the dishes while dealing with Gary's snarky attitude on top of that. Still, it was just the beginning of the day. And even with a couple of flukes that came from the time he spent in the pineapple house so far, that didn't mean the rest of the day would be any worse, right? He had to reassure himself of that.
Okay, so maybe I had trouble finding the coffee, which Spongebob doesn't have often. And maybe I had trouble finding the soap for the dishes, on top of dealing with Gary's attitude. He told himself mentally. But I still got this down. Today is still going to be an almost perfect day. This should be a piece of cake.
Just after he had those thoughts run through his head, Spongebob came out of the Easter Island head home, looking all perky as he was whistling a tune. This caught the octopus' attention as he wondered how his morning went.
"Oh wow, I wonder how Spongebob is handling my life so far." He mused to himself out loud.
Said sponge then noticed Squidward and decided to give him his greeting.
"Ahoy Squidward," he hollered before heading over to him. "How is your new life going so far?"
"If you must know, my morning is in the bag. I fed your snail, ate breakfast, had some coffee, washed the dishes and showered," he snorted before a smug grin emerged on his face. "Trust me Sponge for brains; this is going to be a breeze for me."
"Dahahaha, oh Squidward old buddy. This is only the beginning of the life that you are filling in for me," he told him. "But I'm glad you are taking this well."
"Uh-huh," the cephalopod then questioned him. "So anyway, how is your life going so far?"
"Oh it's just fabulous Squidward," Spongebob beamed in an optimistic tone. "I've been able to get things done; breakfast, hygiene and all. I also had some tea, and on top of it, I even wrote a poem."
"Oh joy," Squidward murmured. "This I got to hear."
"With pleasure pal," he took out a paper that had a short poem written on it. "I call this poem 'Friendship'."
Taking a deep breath, he read exactly what he wrote out loud for him:
In spite of the pressures and struggles that stack,
We always have each other's backs.
Even when a friendship is under strain,
I will do whatever it takes to end the pain.
Wow. That poem wasn't half bad. Squidward had to admit, the poem was fairly decent. But of course, true to his character, Squidward's ego took over as he then scolded him.
"Oh please, you call that a poem?" He said bitterly.
Spongebob was oblivious to his negative tone as he answered him.
"Yeah, it's not the best, but it's a start. Gary is a better poet than I am," Spongebob revealed. "Besides, it's just the first poem I've written."
"Well I can write better than that," Squidward proclaimed. "Just watch me."
"Ah, ah, ah. Not so fast Squidward," Spongebob reminded him. "You're supposed to be me. You can't write poems. Because you're in my shoes, I'm as you would call a simpleton."
"Of course. I should have expected that to happen," he grunted.
"But aside from that, I plan on doing more poems later on. And later on today, I'm going to make paintings, craft out sculptures, and even practice dancing."
"Heh, right, only on amateur levels," Squidward quibbled under his breath as he rolled his eyes. "As for me, I just plan on doing whatever the heck it is that you do daily."
"Well good luck with that Squiddy," Spongebob wished him luck. "You are going to need it."
Same goes for you, barnacle head. Squidward thought as he crossed his arms.
Then right on cue, Patrick's rock home opens up, and Patrick ends up walking out of his home. At the moment, he was unaware of what Spongebob and Squidward were up to at the moment, so he casually approached them without a single care. He then decided to greet them.
"Good morning Spongebob, and Squidward. What is going-?" Suddenly, he stops short when he noticed something different. What he saw in front of him left him entirely confused.
"Spongebob, is that you buddy?" Patrick asked, facing Squidward as he thought he was Spongebob. "Holy clamshells, what happened to you, my old square buddy!? Did you suddenly decide to grow on me overnight?"
He then examined the other body parts of Squidward.
"You know, the last time I've seen you, you are supposed to be yellow. And yet you suddenly turned blue on me?! And another thing, what's up with the nose? That has to be the ugliest nose I've ever seen! And don't get me started on your head. It's massive! What happened to you, Spongebob?"
"It's me you pinheaded kelp for brains!" Squidward snapped while fuming.
"WHOA! Squidward!? Since when did you become Spongebob," now Patrick was panicking. "And more importantly, did you steal my buddy's identity!? How could you do something like this to me!?"
"Patrick, calm down. I'm over here," Spongebob got his starfish friend's attention. "Squidward didn't steal my identity, and he didn't transform into me."
"What the...?" Patrick was now as confused as heck upon seeing Spongebob in Squidward's clothes. "What in the name of Neptune is going on here!?"
"Long story short, Squidward and I swapped lives with each other after a talk we had yesterday," he informed him. "We wanted to know whose life was harder. So we did this just to show each other how complicated our lives are."
Spongebob was hoping that it was enough for Patrick to understand. Unbeknownst to him, this was not the case since Patrick came to his deduction.
"Oh my goodness. I've figured it out," it was then his reaction was not what they were expecting. "Spongebob became Squidward, and Squidward became Spongebob! Is it Opposite Day again?"
"Look, Patrick, what I meant to say was-"
"Am I in another dimension, or have I gone mad!?" Patrick cut off his best friend's sentence. "Tartar sauce, if my best friend is now Squidward, and Squidward is now Spongebob, then who am I suppose to be!?"
Now Spongebob was growing concerned for his best friend as he once again tried to clear things up with him.
"Settle down Pat. All I am saying is-"
"I DON'T BELIEVE IT!" Once again, Patrick cut him off. "MY WHOLE LIFE HAS BEEN NOTHING BUT A HUGE LIE!"
Right as Spongebob was about to open up his mouth, Patrick let out a hysterical scream as he stormed back for his rock. Once he got under it, he slammed it shut, leaving both Spongebob and Squidward in a catatonic state of shock by what just took place. Furthermore, while Spongebob was genuinely concerned for him, Squidward felt nothing but sheer annoyance at the sight before him.
Tranquility filled the air for a moment or so before Squidward finally spoke first.
"Hmph, simpleton," he grumbled out loud.
"Now Squidward, Patrick was just being Patrick," Spongebob told him. "He does this every day. I'm used to it."
"Whatever," Squidward simply said in an apathetic manner before walking away down the road. It didn't take long for Spongebob to catch up with him though.
"Wait, Squidward!" Spongebob got his attention. "Aren't you forgetting something?"
"Now look here Spongebob, if you think that I'm going to be skipping down the road, chanting 'I'm ready! I'm ready! I'm ready!' over and over again, you have another thing coming!" Squidward suddenly barked, not wanting to take part in any of that.
"Dahahaha! Oh, that's not what I'm talking about Squiddy," Spongebob laughed. "I was going to ask if remembered the red necktie that I wear."
"Oh," Squidward said lowly before waving it in his face. "Does this answer your question?"
Spongebob simply nodded as a result.
"Good. Then it's settled." Squidward stated.
The kitchen sponge decided not to argue with that, so he shrugged his shoulders as the two of them walked down the road for a few minutes or so.
It didn't take long before they encountered another familiar face. This person was revealed to be Sandy. Spongebob was the first to notice her.
"Hey Squidward, look! It's Sandy," Spongebob pointed out as he walked over to greet her.
"Oh joy. I can hardly wait to see how this will go." Squidward snorted as he followed as the yellow sponge.
Both the sea sponge and the cephalopod decided to go and greet the formers' squirrel friend.
"Hey, Sandy," he got her along with Squidward.
"Why howdy Spongebob, Squidward," it was then Sandy noticed something different about them. "Okay, so what's with the getup?"
"The what now," they both asked simultaneously.
"All I wanna ask is Squidward, why are ya wearin' Spongebob's square pants? And Spongebob, why are ya wearin' Squidward's t-shirt?" She got straight to the point.
"It's a long story," Squidward retorted.
"Yeah, to put it short Sandy, Squidward and I decided to switch lives with each other to see whose life is more complicated," Spongebob explained to his squirrel friend. "This came as a result of a conversation that we had yesterday."
"Right, so lemme get this straight; you two swapped lives to see who has the more challengin' life and you two went as far as trading each others' clothes to prove it," Sandy scratched the top of her helmet. "Alright Mr. Squarepants, is this another one of your mind tricks again?"
"Dahahahaha, no it isn't Sandy," Spongebob denied. "I did that with Patrick last week."
"Well, I'll be," Sandy started chuckling. "I never thought that you Squidward, of all people, would have gone along with one of Spongebob's crazy and whimsical shenanigans. I'm surprised that you went along with his darn tootin' horseplay."
"Don't remind me," Squidward deadpanned with annoyance.
"Well now Squidward, or should I say 'Squidbob'," she went along with it. "Since your now fillin' in for Spongebob, what do ya say the two of us practice some good old fashion karate? HI-YAAH!"
Right on cue, she karate chopped Squidward's nose, which left a small and minor bruise.
"Ouch," the cephalopod uttered nonchalantly.
"Hahahaha," Spongebob chuckled. "Don't worry Squiddy. It might hurt a little at first, but you'll get used to it eventually. I know I have."
"Easy for you to say," Squidward spat. "You're a sponge."
"There's that and you know the old saying; 'no pain, no gain', as I do say so myself," Spongebob recalled.
"I have to give you kudos for that Spongebob," Sandy agreed. "Or as I should call you, 'Spongeward'. Anyway, you just do whatever the heck Squidward normally does."
"Relax Sandy," he assured her. "I have it all planned out."
"I hope so," Sandy responded. "And Spongeward, even though your filling in Squidward's shoes…err, shirt, I just want yah to know, your still Spongebob to me."
"Dawwww," Spongebob started to blush a little. "Thanks for that Sandy."
"Anytime partner," she slaps him on the back in a rather friendly manner, resulting in them chuckling for a moment or so. "You have a nice day, Spongeward."
"You too Sandra," Spongebob waved to her.
"And as for you Squidbob, remember; karate practice today," she gave him the 'I got my eyes on you' gesture with her hands. "Be there, or be square."
She then waves to both of them before walking off. Squidward was heard mumbling some more incoherent things under his breath that has to do with the karate practice she mentioned.
"Dahahahaha, oh boy. Sandy is sure a funny one. She told you to be there or be square, which is funny because you're wearing my square pants," Spongebob couldn't help but cackle at that.
"Oh yes. That one joke was to die for, wasn't it," Squidward retorted sarcastically.
Spongebob completely disregarded the sarcasm as he started to cease the laughter. Afterwards, a thought crossed his mind as he then grew a smirk on his face while looking at Squidward.
"Well…?"
Now, this got Squidward confused as he looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
"Well, what?" He queried with confusion.
"Weren't you thinking of kissing Sandy on the front of her helmet," the sponge giggled mischievously.
"Bleck, as if," the octopus gagged at what Spongebob just said. "I would never dream of giving your squirrel friend a kiss on the front of her helmet."
"Yeah," Spongebob nodded in understanding. "It wouldn't be the same anyway…"
It was then he sighed dreamily while a slight blush crossed his face at what he was referring to.
"Right, whatever you say," Squidward didn't take notice of Spongebob blushing. Not like he cared anyway. He also didn't care about what Spongebob was implying, or what he was referring to. "Anyway, today is Saturday, so don't you think we should be heading to work? I mean it's almost 8 o'clock."
"Great Barrier Reef, you're right! Thanks for the reminder," Spongebob's blush faded as he snapped his finger. "Oh, I can't forget about my Krusty Krab uniform!"
With that, Spongebob put on the Krusty Krab hat that he normally wears on the days he works at the fine eating establishment. Squidward then followed this and got on his Krusty Krab hat too. Surprisingly, both of them had the hat in their possession in spite of trading clothes just yesterday. They then headed for the restaurant.
"You know Squidward, I have to wonder," Spongebob mused. "How do you think Mr. Krabs will react when he sees that we've traded lives and clothes with each other?"
"Oh please," the octopus scoffed. "Knowing that crustacean cheapskate, he wouldn't give a hoot as long as he gets his money."
"You have a point there," he admitted. "He wouldn't mind just as long as we do the duties that we've traded with each other."
"Right…" Squidward said in a casual tone, as they made the trek to the Krusty Krab.
It didn't take them long, but they eventually made it to the restaurant that they work at. They took in the sight before them as this was the beginning of another workday, with a twist this time.
"There it is, Squidward; the Krusty Krab, home of the Krabby Patties," Spongebob said with awe.
"Also the home to my worst nightmare," Squidward added coldly.
"Are you sure you up for this Squiddy," the sponge questioned. "Are you going to be able to handle this?"
Seeing that there was no backing out now, he had no choice but to suck it up and get through the day taking on Spongebob's regular duties. Letting out a sigh, he had a look of annoyance.
"Let's just get this over with."
"Aye, aye captain," was the enthusiastic response that his neighbor gave to him.
The two of them made their way through the entrance to get ready for the workday. They were completely unaware of the challenges that they will be facing, and that there will be a lot in store for both of them today, at work and outside of work…
END OF CHAPTER 1…
Well, that's it for this chapter. In spite of it only being the beginning, I do hope you are enjoying what I wrote so far.
One thing that I'd like to point out; the Snail Po scene. The 'wet snail food' part is inspired by the fact that I have a black fluffy cat with a white belly named Bitty (who I sometimes call 'Boota') who loves to have her wet cat food during the dinner hours, and there are days where she meows extra loud for everyone to hear. Just something I felt like sharing.
Anyway, the next chapter is going to have me incorporate some research from the Wiki site, such as the cost to the Krusty Krab meals. I will do the math and how much money the customer was supposed to get back, and some other stuff. Yeah, both Spongebob and Squidward will see that neither of the lives their living are easy and are backbreaking. I do hope you look forward to that.
Until then, I'm allowing some constructive criticism for this story, like my past couple of stories. All of you are welcome to tell me what I'm doing wrong and if there's anything I need to fix. I aim at making this story the best I could, and your constructive criticism will help me greatly, so please feel free to do so. Or if you don't have any of that, you can just leave a review and tell me what you think of this so far.
Aside from that, that's all I have for now. So I guess you guys can just stay tuned for when the next chapter comes out. And with this all said and done, thank you for reading this chapter everyone.