Morning came soon, signaled by the caw of a rooster. Some decided to stay in bed, but Spongebob was well-rested and chose to get up. Stretching and letting out a big yawn, he jumped out of bed and went to his closet. Waiting for him were replicas of the pants he wore at home, all hung up neatly. He considered carefully, then picked out a pair and shut the door.

Putting them on, he realized that they felt just like his pants at home. Whoever owned this inn must have taken special precautions to cater to the needs of everyone at the inn. The idea made Spongebob smile.

Peering out the door to make sure he wouldn't hit anyone, Spongebob walked out of his room and into the hall. Drawing in a breath, he smelled as if someone was cooking something delicious. Using his nose to guide him down the hall, he sniffed his way downstairs to the lobby, where he saw many characters gathered around to eat breakfast. Seeing Jimmy and Timmy sitting together encouraged Spongebob to join them. Grabbing a bowl of cereal, he walked over to their table and sat next to them.

"Hey, guys," Spongebob said, stirring his bowl of cereal. Timmy was busy playing a handheld game to notice him, but Jimmy returned the greeting.

"Hey, Spongebob. How was last night?"

Spongebob was flattered by Jimmy's concern with the night before. "I fell asleep right after we talked."

Jimmy was glad to hear this. "Well, if you're having trouble again, come find me or Timmy. We'll help you."

Spongebob smiled, a little embarrassed. "Thank you, Jimmy."

Timmy was still immersed in his game. Jimmy tapped him on the shoulder a few times to get his attention. Timmy shot him an angry glance, but snapped the system shut and put it in his pocket anyway.

"Oh, hey, Spongebob. What's up?"

"Not a lot. What game were you playing?"

"Oh, just something I got from my fairi- Um, just something I bought online."

Jimmy sighed. "Timmy, everyone here knows you have fairies."

Timmy shrugged. "Old habits are hard to break, y'know?"

Jimmy shifted his eyes around the room and whispered to the others. "Is... he here?"

Timmy looked around as well, just to make sure. "I don't think so."

Jimmy wiped the sweat off his forehead in relief. "Phew. Thank goodness."

"Why are we whispering?" Spongebob whispered to the other two.

Timmy replied, "Oh, we just don't want a specific person to show up."

"And he would be...?"

Timmy glanced around the room again, then continued. "The owner of this inn. Goes by Viacom."

"The owner?" Spongebob had seen the amount of hospitality put into his room, he wouldn't have expected the owner to be as bad as Timmy and Jimmy believed. "What's he like, anyway?"

Timmy leaned in closer to the center of table, cupping a hand around his mouth. "Think of the greediest person you know. Then multiply that by ten. That's what Viacom is like."

"Seriously? But he put so much work into this inn, I wouldn't have imagined..."

"Yeah. I didn't think he was such a bad guy at first, either. But trust me, Viacom is not someone to be messed with."

Silence swept over the room as a clatter arose from the hallway. A boy, with purple hair and a camera, dragged a nerdy looking boy with red hair and glasses by the arm. Footsteps quickly approached them. The boy with the camera belly-slammed onto the floor, taking the unfortunate ginger with him. A loud "OUCH!" filled the lobby, which came from the nerdy boy.

A short man with a bald set of hair ran out into the lobby, glaring down at the two boys.

The entire room, except Spongebob, burst out laughing once they saw his pajamas. He was dressed in dark blue pajamas, most noticeably plastered with Spongebob in various poses on it. One showed him with a spatula, another with a jellyfishing net. The laughing stopped once the man's scowl snapped up to everyone else. His gaze fell back on the two boys laying on the floor.

"Get up, you two. Come on, right now!"

The boy with the purple hair helped his friend up, who was holding his head and groaning.

"Just WHAT were you two doing?!" The man barked.

"Well, we were just..." the camera kid tried to form an explanation as he fidgeted uncomfortably.

"Being troublemakers is what you were doing, no doubt. Do you ever wonder why you've got no place on the schedule?" Spit flew at the boy's face as the man scolded him.

Spongebob turned to face the other two. Timmy looked like a vein was about to pop, his teeth clenched in hatred. He slammed his hands on the table and stood on it, pointing a finger towards the man. "Hey, Viacom!"

Jimmy signaled to Timmy with his hand to cut it out, but it was too late. Everyone's eyes were on Timmy.

Viacom looked as if someone had just insulted his mother. "What did you just say to me?"

Timmy stomped on the table. "Oh, you didn't hear me? You might need to get your ears checked, old man!"

A few gasps and whispers spread around the room. Did Timmy have a death wish?

If looks could kill, the whole room would be dead. Viacom glared at Timmy, spatting out his response like venom.

"Well, you might need to get your teeth checked, Turner. I expected better from you. You're off the schedule for a month. Any more mouth from you and that will extend. Got anything else to say?"

Timmy had been reduced to nothing by Viacom. His anger faded and was replaced with indifference. "No, sir."

Viacom studied him carefully, then nodded. "That's what I thought." He turned back to the other boys he had been scolding before.

"Don't think I won't have my eye on you from now on, got it?" He turned around and left down the hall.

Timmy climbed down back to his seat, muttering to himself quietly. The room remained quiet.

Jimmy rolled his eyes. "You IDIOT." He spoke under clenched teeth. "Are you crazy? Do you WANT your show to get cancelled?"

Timmy didn't respond. He could only stare down at his half-eaten bacon strip.

Jimmy sighed. "Next time, be careful."

"So..." Spongebob tried to break the uncomfortable feeling around the room. "Who are those two boys?"

Jimmy responded. "Those two are Tommy and Chuckie. They've been a part of Nickelodeon for a long time."

Spongebob thought those names sounded familiar, but where had he heard them before?

"They've been on Nick since they were babies. Ever heard of Rugrats?"

Spongebob couldn't believe it. "Ooooh! I remember them! They were huge stars back in the day. What happened to them? They look older..."

"That's because they grew up. Rugrats was so popular that a spin-off was made where they were in school. It wasn't very popular, so they were tossed aside in favor of you-"
Jimmy stopped talking when he saw Spongebob's face fall.

"So... they hate me too, huh?"

"Not necessarily. Tommy always said you were an interesting person."

This didn't make Spongebob feel any better. Jimmy noticed this and continued eating his bacon and eggs, not talking for the remainder of the breakfast.

The three sat in silence for a long five minutes, finishing their breakfasts before they excused themselves to go back to their rooms.