AN: I just realised that Bikini Bottom and Rapture are nowhere near each other so IF YOU ARE INTO REALISM, STOP READING THIS SPONGEBOB/BIOSHOCK CROSSOVER IMMEDIATELY!

"A squid chooses, a sponge obeys!"

- Squidward Tentacles

As he was lying there he stared at the ceiling. "Who... is this Andrew Ryan?" The reason he was so concerned with this question was, that it kept him from asking himself the questions he wanted to avoid: "What is all this death and destruction about? What is this strange creature I met? Why can I breathe air? How come I have memories of someone I never met before?"

"Who is Andrew Ryan?" this time he asked the question, as if someone was there to answer it. But wait – there actually was someone to answer it – at least if this creature were able to answer any questions at all. Determined to find a solution to this riddle, he stood up, turning towards the calm colossus. "Well, we haven't really talked so far...", the yellow box-o'-holes said, "my name is Spongebob Squarepants, and you are?" BWWOOOOOAAAAHHH "Hmm, how do you spell this?", he asked, pulling a fully functioning pen and notepad out of his pants. But he didn't get an answer, which was really frustrating, because talking to this strange ...thing... was the only thing right now that kept him from taking a look around and probably discover more of these weird corpses. "Well... OK, so, I have a question for you..." While the living diving-suit didn't have facial features, Spongebob could see that the creature at least understood SOME of the things he said, and was pretty confused.

"Who is Andrew Ryan? Can you maybe show me where he is?"

His yellow "Little Sister" had been doing some strange stuff. First it was glued to the window, then it fell again, then it said something he could not comprehend, then it stood up, and again said some words. He had problems to understand it's talking, and as the man-shaped sponge talked to him directly, his confusion reached a new level.

He liked it. Being confused was a thrill, very much like the outburst of emotion he had when attacking the corpses. "...Sponge...pants..." Wait, no, it was something different... "Spongebob Squarepants!" Yes! That was it! It had to be it's name. As he realized he actually understood what the little fellow said, he cried a moan of joy!

Then, the little Sponge did something that made him even MORE irritated. Out of nowhere it suddenly took a pen and a notebook out of it's pants. This was impossible, considering the laws of physics. Well – actually he didn't know anything like "the laws of physics" but somehow he had a strong enough grasp at reality, that he realized something like that is impossible. Come to think of it – the actions of the sponge seemed very improbable to begin with, but he didn't realize that until now. Before now, his mind wasn't developed to realize ANYTHING but his own instincts.

The Sponge really was a breath of fresh air for him. It talked again, again, he barely understood what it said, it didn't seem that important. But as he didn't answer, his squarish buddy seemed uncomfortable. He concentrated, so that he would understand it... "...have a question..." Wait... Question? What did that mean... a second passed as this information erupted into his mind. Of course – a question, the Little Sisters had asked them often. He never bothered to answer, and they didn't seem to care too much.

"Who is Andrew Ryan? Can you maybe show me where he is?"

He understood the sentence completely. Andrew Ryan, a distant memory, he had heard this name before... Andrew Ryan. He looked at the creature he was protecting. Andrew Ryan, he was nothing like it, not yellow, and definitely not box-shaped with holes.

He looked at the pile of dead bodies. Yeah, Andrew Ryan was one of them. Not exactly of THEM, he was someone... special. The Big Daddy moaned again, the experience of – well – experiencing things was just.. awesome. Like an orgasm of thought he enjoyed every last bit of consciousness that inflated his mind. And in his very mind, there was a picture of a man. Again, it was a very clear picture, but the person was not here to be seen. This whole remembering-thing was something very new to the diving-suit-creature. Something new - and something great. And he remembered where to find this person, or at least, he remembered a place where it SHOULD be.

The creature shaped as a diving suit seemed to be contemplating something. It looked around and moaned loudly. For a few seconds, it seemed out of it's mind – just as if it was not perceiving reality any more, but some dream. Spongebob was very nervous because of this. While this creature was obviously not hostile towards him, he didn't know if he could trust it. And as long as he didn't have the creature to focus his thoughts on finding this "Andrew Ryan" he had a vision of, he had to face reality. And reality was still too much to bare for him. "Er.. Hello there?", he asked with a shy voice, as he took a step forward. The creature suddenly faced him, moaning even louder.

BWWOOOOAAAAAHHHH!! It waved it's drill-arm towards a big, metal door at the other side of the room. BWWOOOAAAAAAHH! Even if it was not possible for the giant to speak, Spongebob understood.

Spongebob was scared as shit, but as long as he managed to focus on his goal, he could keep his sanity with him. The Big Daddy was enjoying his life again, somehow it felt even better than the old days.

They went off together, leaving the big pile of dead behind.