Neptune and Mindy rode in on a chariot. Neptune gave a heavy sigh, he didn't want to do this. It was painful enough earlier, but now he could feel his stomach practically trying to tie itself in tight painful knots. The water is just so sour, every breath was to resist violently vomiting. Just looking at Squidton made Neptune feel an irrational deep disgust. Spongebob and Patrick weren't too far behind. Spongebob could see Neptune they were so close.
"King Neptune," Spongebob shouted as he and Patrick carried the crown to the royals, "Hey!"
Mindy turned and looked, a bit confused. Then gasped excitedly.
"Daddy," Mindy said, reliving a bit of the sickness that had fallen Neptune, "Look!"
She pointed to our intrepid heroes. Neptune turned to them and was also excited. He rushes to meet them, and just before He could reach for the crown, a green glowing anchor dropped between them. All four of them looked up, and the Flying Dutchman's ship was hovering overhead. Driton was at the helm, looking pissed. He floated down, growling. He faced Spongebob, practically foaming at the mouth with anger.
"You're not going anywhere," Driton growled.
"Stand down Driton," Neptune commanded. The merman was startled by it.
Driton turned to Neptune, and his face briefly softened as he whispered, "Dad?"
He shook his head as if dismissing a thought
Driton then snapped, "What do you want?"
"Triton," Neptune pleaded swimming close to him, "I know your in there, you need to fight back against the Flying Dutchman."
"No," Driton insisted, "He's helping me."
Neptune challenged, "By destroying your mind?"
"You just don't understand," Driton said.