Hello, again! Here is the next part of my story. In this chapter, our hotel guest will finally make his appearance! :D
SpongeBob and Patrick had finally changed into their new uniforms. Patrick admired himself in the mirror.
"Wow! I'm a bellhop! Do we get to hop on bells?" He asked stupidly. SpongeBob did his trademark laugh.
"No, silly! We tend to the hotel guests by serving them food, taking care of their bags, and things like that!"
"Oh." Patrick responded absentmindedly.
"Hey Patrick, how about we check out the rest of the hotel?" Patrick agreed. They ran to the elevator but, like the original hotel, it was for guests only. So, they investigated the staircase. There were stairs as far as the eye could see, winding around the walls of the square-shaped tower all the way to the top. At first, they were discouraged; there had to be at least a thousand steps to climb.
"Aww... how are we supposed to to see the rest of the place if the only way to get up is too long?" Patrick complained. SpongeBob beamed and snapped his fingers; he had an idea.
"It's easy!" He walked over to a button next to the stairs labled "Escalator" and pressed it. "Just take the escalator!" He and Patrick stepped on the now-moving staircase and giggled.
"YAY! ESCALATORS!"
Meanwhile, in the Hotel Lobby...
A wide, brawny fish stepped into The Krusty Towers. He had dark reddish-brown hair and a curly black moustache (there was no price tag on it this time). He walked up to the counter. Squidward was too indulged in his magazine to notice. The green fish rang the bell and cleared his throat to get the desk clerk's attention. Squidward finally looked up and screamed. The huge fish standing before him was the one and only Tattletale Strangler. He reached out towards Squidward, who shrunk back in fear.
"Please, don't hurt me, Tattletale! I never called the police on you! If you don't strangle me I'll give you one of my portraits!" When he realized there were no hands clutching his throat, he cautiously opened his eyes. Strangler was still standing in front of him, but his hand was open and waiting, as in a manner of wanting to shake hands. Figuring that was what Tattletale was intending to do, he shook his hand; it seemed strong enough to stangle someone's neck.
"Please don't be afraid, Squidward." Tattletale said, perceiving his fearful reaction to him.
"H-How do you know my name?" Squidward stuttered.
"When SpongeBob said goodbye to you when you left his 100% On-Time Percentage at Work Party."
"Oh, yeah," the squid replied, remembering. "So, why are you here?"
"I'm a new man. I've payed my debt to society and have taken anger management classes, so I no longer have the urge to strangle people," he smiled proudly. "I've decided to spend a night or two here to relax. Like I said, I'm a more tolerant person now, but I need to have a lot of peace and quiet." He suddenly grabbed Squidward's uniform and pulled him so that they were face-to-face.
"But I warn you, if I'm disturbed or annoyed at any time, I'M GOING TO TEAR YOU APART!" He growled in the squid's face and immediately calmed back down, as if nothing had happened. Squidward straightened his wrinkled outfit.
"Can I get a room, now?" Tattletale asked politely.
"Uhh... sure." Squidward grabbed a key from the board behind him and gave it to the Strangler. Squidward picked up the phone and pressed a button on it so that his voice could be heard on all of the loadspeakers throughout the hotel.
"SPONGEBOB, PATRICK! STOP FOOLING AROUND AND GET DOWN HERE, NOW!" SpongeBob and Patrick were in the exact replica of The Krusty Krab on the top floor of the hotel. They had been performing a ritual to attract customers (where the only way for the ritual to work was for them to get hurt, real bad). They heard the announcement and looked at each other.
"Do you think it worked?" Patrick asked.
"I don't know. Let's go see!" SpongeBob said. They got on the escalator/staircase again and rode it all the way down to the ground floor. As they entered the hotel lobby, they saw a large, green fish talking casually to Squidward. The fish had two briefcases.
"Yay! The ritual worked!" Patrick whispered to SpongeBob. They walked over to the counter.
"Take our guest's bags to room 1432." Squidward instructed. SpongeBob and Patrick each grabbed a briefcase and shouted "ESCALATORS!" as they ran back to the staircase. There was a brief silence as the Strangler and Squidward stared after them. Squidward was the first to speak.
"Uhh... you can take the elevator. Those two should meet you up there." He pointed to the elevator.
"Thanks." The Tattletale Strangler walked into the guest-only elevator and pressed the 14th floor button. Squidward watched as the doors shut behind him.
"I hope that SpongeBob and Patrick leave him alone." He thought to himself. Squidward considered his statement for a minute.
"This is gonna be a long, painful couple of days."
Poor Squidward. At least he's good at predictions... ;) So, how do you guys like the story so far? Let me know by reviewing, following, and favoriting! You can also PM me if you want to!