Chapter 3
"Yes, Harold's death was very tragic indeed." Plankton said at Harold's funeral that night. All of the cartoons circled around the casket, each with tears in their eyes and some crying, mourning for the loss of their ruler. The cartoons with hats on took their hats off in respect. "So, so tragic. He was a great king who ruled this land for many years. We all are going to miss him dearly." The cartoons got ready to prey.
After the prayer, Plankton spoke again.
"And in other news…" He told them. We got a new villain on our side. Well actually he was with us before, but now he mysteriously got a brand new look and has outstanding vocabulary for some reason. Please welcome the new and improved Anti, Foop!" All the villains cheered as lightning streaked the nighttime sky as it started to pour. The good cartoons shivered in fright. Some of them hid their heads, some behind tree trunks. Poof looked scared as he held tightly and whimpered at his mom. Wanda consoled her baby.
"There, there Poof." She told him. "It'll be alright. As long as we all stick together, everything'll be fine." Poof still whimpered and hugged his mom tightly as loud thunder boomed.
Two lightning bolts steaked, then the new anti appeared with evil glaring red eyes. As the thunder and lighting stopped, Foop could be seen clearly now
"Hello cartoons." He said evilly.
"Hay!" Patrick piped up. "You remind me of my friend SpongeBob, he's square too!"
"Shut up you!" He told the starfish. Patrick, who was now freighted, nodded. "And I do not look like your lame loser friend. I hardly know him, and already he's a complete low rate imbecile."
"Uh excuse me." Dr. D spoke up. Foop looked at him. "Not to intrude or anything, but how did you get cube shaped? Weren't you round before?"
"I was hungry and somebody stupidly left their game system unattended." Then, Grounder wheeled outside.
"You guys." He said to them. "Sorry to interrupt, but has anyone seen my game cube around? I paused to go to the bathroom, but when I come back, it's all gone."
"Oh so that is what is was." Foop said. "BURP!!" He burped loudly. "You should learn how to take care of your toys more carefully. You just can't leave it unattended like that or it might disappear on you."." Grounder looked disappointed.
"But, but that was my friend."
"Honestly you need far better friends then Hello Kitty: Roller Rescue."
"Hay!" Dr. D piped up. "Foop spells backwards is…uh…Foop is uh.."
"Yes yes, we all know it spells my arch nemesis Poof. Men I despise that baby.
"Hay! You have a nemesis just like me! We have so much in common."
"Uh, yeah don't we all? Well Doof spelled backwards is…" He leaned in as he said it. "Food!" Kirby, Yoshi, and Munchlax piped up to the word.
"Poyo?!" Kirby asked Foop with shiny eyes.
"Food's right over there my friends." He told them, pointing his bottle at Dr. D. The three walked hungrily to him.
"Stay back!" Dr. D said, stepping back. "I'm not food. Just because my nickname spells backwards is food, I'm not edible. Ahhhhhh!" He screamed as he ran away from the three hungry creatures.
"I knew reading those books will pay of someday." Foop said. "They're why I can communicate."
"Hay!" Meowth scolded. "You stole my method on how I can communicate. No fair!"
"That what we villains do. We steal from innocent saps like yourself." Meowth calmed down.
"Oh yeah; that's right. Good point."
Julien then ran up and took the mike from Plankton.
"And now." The lemur said into the mike "Craziness time is over! Now it's time for a new king, me!" He pointed two fingers at Maurice and Mort who was by a stereo.
"Hit it Maurice!" He told him. Maurice turned the stereo on, then the three lemurs danced to "Moven' on Up!"
"Come on you lazy cartoons!" Julien encouraged all of the sad cartoons. "Dance with me and get funky!" The cartoons all sighed sadly.
"You're not dancing and grooving to the beat." Julien realized. "What is wrong with you cartoons? I'm dancing, look at me! I'm shaking my soft bushy tai…" Plankton then ordered Escargoon to knock the lemur of the platform. The music immediately stopped, and the two lemurs stood completely still.
"I'm the new king and that's final!" Plankton then laughed evilly with the other evil cartoons. The good cartoons were shocked but had no other choice. Plankton was going to be in charge from now on.
"I got to get help!" Patrick said to himself. He left the group, and went away from Cartoon Rock to get some help.
Meanwhile, SpongeBob walked on, he looked exhausted.
"Need…food…" He scoffed. "Water…anything." He then collapsed to the ground.
"Poor SpongeBob." Charmander said. He and Grimer hid in the bushes nearby. "He looks like he hasn't eaten or drank in days." He looked at his bud. "We should help him!"
"Yeah, we should." Grimer agreed. "Come on Charmander, time to help a friend in need!" They both approached the sponge and carried him to a little pound nearby. Grimer swat the water at the sponge, the sponge immediately awaked.
"Grimer, Char; you saved me!" SpongeBob jumped up. "You are such nice friends." The two pokemon looked pleased at those words.
"We had to save you." Charmander told the sponge. "If we didn't, you might have not made it and die in the middle of nowhere! We didn't want that to happen, so we saved you from a horrible death!"
"Well thanks guys; I really appreciate it!" Then sadly, he walked away. "Now as you excuse me, I got to go." Grimer halted him.
"Whoa, slow down man! Where ya goin'?
"Yeah." Charmander added. "Don't you like us anymore? I mean we just saved you from a horrible tragedy and…"
"I don't want to talk about it." SpongeBob told them. "Something terrible happened a few days back. It's not easy to explain."
"Ohhhh." Charmander said sadly. "Anything we can do to help?"
"Not if you can change the past… but that's not going to happen is it?"
"Nope!" Charmander agreed. "We can't go back in time, but that'll be awesome though if we could. I can then find the courage to ask my third grade girlfriend out on a date!"
"And I can roll in that mad the rain made nice and soggy for me three days ago!" Grimer added, and then looked at Charmander.
"You had a girlfriend Charmander? You never told me about her."
"Yes I did. Chansey remember? You were there; she was my secret valentine that year."
"Oh yeah Chansey; I remember her. Sweet sweet lovely Chansey"
"Anyways." Charmander continued. "Sorry about your mystery sadness sponge."
"That's ok." SpongeBob told them. "I guess I have to face facts." He sighed sadly.
"You know, our motto can cheer you up!" Grimer said.
"Motto?" SpongeBob questioned. "Is it N.P.G.L.B, or how about smile and wave?"
"No, no!" Grimer replied. "Those are the penguins's mottos." Charmander looked puzzled.
"Motto?" He asked. "But Grimer, you never told me we had a motto before. This is news to me."
"That's because I just made it up in my head my friend." Grimer told him. "To cheer up the sponge in his time of need; I know, I'm a giver!" He looked at SpongeBob.
"Our motto is no worries!"
"No worries?!" Charmander questioned.
"No worries?!" SpongeBob repeated. "What the heck does that mean? Well, I think I know what it kinds of means, but still, can you tell me?"
"Sure!" Then Grimer began to dance as he sang.
"No worries, no worries! Yeah, when you're feeling sad." Charmander echoed and sang with his pal.
"When you're feeling sad."
"When you think every future thing will turn out bad."
"When you think every future thing will turn out bad."
"Just forget about those bad times!"
"Forget, oh forget is good!"
"You still got a life; just be glad!"
"Be glad that'll you still exist!"
"Because if you mourn every day; that simply won't pay!"
"Simply won't pay at all!"
"Ohhh…." The two pokemon sang together as SpongeBob followed them.
"No worries, no worries!"
"When you're feeling down,"
"Just turn that frown upside down!"
"Just continue to be yourself!"
"Remember what that famous person said? We got nothing to fear but fear itself!" When SpongeBob got the beat, he joined in.
"No worries, no worries; yeah, for the rest of my days!" Grimer slid and stopped by him.
"You got it kid! It's our problem free…"
"Philosophy!" Then, all three sang together.
"No worries!"
Twelve years later, the three were still singing.
"No worries, no worries, no worries!" The pokemon chanted. SpongeBob then came into view and sang.
"No worries for the rest of your days, yeah!" Then all three sang.
"It's our problem free, philosophy; no worries!" They marched into the forest, SpongeBob still singing.
"Hey Grimer?" Charmander asked his friend.
"Yes Charmander?" Grimer answered.
""Um we been singing this for twelve years now. It's kind of getting old. When is he going to stop?"
"When the sponge feels like it."
"When will that be?"
"Who knows? When the author tells him to stop I guess."
"And when will that be?" Grimer shrugged.
"Who knows!?" He put his arm around the salamander. "Who knows!?"
Meanwhile, Squidward was locked in a cage while Plankton was relaxing on a lawn chair, taking a drink of his lemonade. He put it down and folded his hands above his head, shades on and enjoying the peace and quiet until Squidward broke the silence.
"When are you going to let me out of here?!" He commanded to know, trying to get free.
"Oh never." Plankton said. "Or when I feel like it."
"Ok, when will you feel like letting me go?"
"Oh when the time comes."
"When will that be?" Plankton looked mad at the trapped Squidward.
"Look!" He shouted. "I am the king; I get to make the decisions ok?" Squidward gulped and nodded.
"Ok, whatever you say." Then he murmured under his breath. "I sure with Harold was here. He'll save us from this beast."
"WHAT?!" Plankton was huffing now. Squidward coward in fear.
"Never mention that name; that name is forbidden so is the swany little SB kid!"
"Yes sir!"
"Good." He turned back to relaxing. "Now sing a joyous song, something I like." Squidward thought a moment, and then opened his mouth.
"Think of your fellow man, lend him a helping hand. Put a little love in your heart! You see it's…"
"NO!!!!!" Plankton hollered. "Not that! We're villains; villains don't put love in their hearts! Sing a better song."
Yes highness!" He opened his mouth again.
"You will obey! You will do as I say! You will do it my way!" Then Squ8idward sighed meekly as he continued.
SpongeBob, Grimer, and Charmander were looking at the stars, relaxing.
"Hay look!" Charmander pointed at the stars. "It's like…"
"Uh Charmander." Grimer interrupted his friend. "It's not polite to point."
"Oh sorry." Charmander put his hand down by his side. "It's like connect the dots isn't it?"
"Oh yeah!" Grimer agreed. "Oh look!" He pointed to the stars. They were shaped like a bunny. "That one looks like a bunny."
"Uh Grime," Charmander reminded him. "You're pointing. Now the star gods are going to come and destroy us!" Grimer quickly withdrew his hand and smiled guilty.
"Oh sorry. My bad! But it's ok, star gods don't exist my friend."
"They don't?"
"Nope! They're just a myth; a figment of your imagination."
"Ohhhh!" Then the salamander looked worried again. "Is Figment going to destroy us?" Grimer laughed.
"Uh no Charmander! That purple dragon is also a…"
"Hey look!" SpongeBob pointed to some stars that spelled "D.A.D." He laughed to himself. "It spells Dad."
"S-SpongeBob…" Charmander stammered. "Stop poin…" SpongeBob pointed to some more stars in shape of a dragon.
"Ooh and look; there's Figment! The stars are sure talented tonight if there can spell Dad and draw." Then SpongeBob looked sad at the stars. "Oh dad." Then he got up and left.
"Uh, where ya going?" Grimer wanted to know.
"Maybe he realized he upset the Star gods by pointing." Charmander suggested. Then he turned to the sponge and whined. "Please don't leave us here with Figment and the Star gods planning to get us! Take us with you!"
SpongeBob looked at the spelling in the sky, sighed, and collapsed.
Charmander, Grimer, and SpongeBob were all playing Scrabble the next day when Patrick and Toadsworth arrived. In Patrick's hand was a Strawberry ice cream cone. When SpongeBob saw his friend, he jumped for joy and ran up to him.
"PATRICK!" Patrick did the same, throwing his ice cream aside. It landed on Grimer.
"SPONGEBOB!" The two hugged each other.
"Yey!" Grimer showed the salamander. "Look at me; I'm messier then before! Hay Pat; thanks for the stellar new hat. I look stunning!" Grimer gave him the thumbs up.
"You're welcome." Patrick told him.
"But Pat, Toadsworth." SpongeBob started. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at home or something?"
"We're here." Patrick said. "To…uh…to. Oh phooey! I just remembered that I left the water running back home."
"You left the water running for twelve years?" SpongeBob asked. Then he looked disgusted. "Ew!"
"Yeah." Toadsworth answered. "You don't know what we went through to find you."
"Hey Readers, Toadsworth here! Now here's the fun part. Since this story will take forever to finish if we show you all we've been doing for twelve years looking for our salty friend; YOU get to make up what happened to us on our journey! That's right my friends! YOU are in charge; YOU are the author of these flashbacks! It's all you baby! You can say we were chased by Killer Bees, snakes, bears, the three anacondas, or chased by that crazy lunatic, Toad.
"Yeah!" Patrick added. "You can even make up where I found my ice cream cone. Did I find it with a fox or in a box? Did I find it in a house or with a mouse? Did I find it on the ground, or an ice cream man like that green Kirby or Carl from their ice cream trunks? Or did I find them in a porta potty? When I open the lid, inside was my melted stra…"
"Ewwwwww! Pat, that's disgusting and just plain wrong! The readers won't do that! They have much more creative minds then that!"
"Well I'm only giving them suggestions!" Can't I do that?"
"Yeah but I won't recommend it."
"Look oldie! They have the right to be gross! This is America; a free country! They can be like kings, do whatever they please!"
"Yeah they can!" Toadsworth sighed. "Well readers make up our many encounters and misadventures; enjoy!"
"Yeah enjoy!"
"Now back to the story!"
"Yeah now back to the… we were doing a story?"
"We have come to tell you that Plankton is ruling us like that evil Hitler feller and you must come home and be king immediately." Grimer, Charmander, and SpongeBob gasped.
"Plankton?!" SpongeBob was shocked. "As king? But he's so tiny and evil."
"King?" Charmander looked at SpongeBob. "I worship you your majesty!" The salamander bowed.
"No, no, no!" Grimer told his friend. "SpongeBob's not the king. He's too childish for that kind of power." Then he looked at SpongeBob. "Are you buddy?"
"No!" SpongeBob answered.
"See?"
"You mean we traveled all this way for nothing?" Patrick wanted to know. "Then I need a new ice cream cone."
"Wait Pat." Toadsworth said, and then turned to SpongeBob. "SpongeBob you have to come back, you are the kin…"
"No I'm not! I'm not the king!"
"But you have to; I heard that song you did for your female choir, you wanted this job, remember?"
"Toadsworth!" Patrick told him. "This is the U.S. If he doesn't want to be king then…"
"No Pat." Toadsworth said. "He will warm up to the idea."
"No I won't!"
"Sponge, why? It's your responsibility and…"
"I can't go back to be king; I', sorry."
"Why?"
"It's kind of hard to explain; I'm sorry but I'm not the king."
"Well that settles that! Come on!" Toadsworth stopped Pat again.
Suddenly, SpongeBob herd his father's voice in his head.
"SpongeBob." It said.
"Dad?" SpongeBob asked.
"Yes it is I. Now you must go back and be king."
"But why? Nothing changed. So how can I go back? I'm not who I used to be."
"Oh don't be silly! You are my son and the one sponge that can protect your subjects from an evil dictator. Remember who you are. Remember, remember…"
"Grimer?" Charmander asked. "Who's he's talking to?"
"I don't know." Grimer admitted. "It's too early for the Star Gods, so his girlfriend on his cell, I don't know."
"Ok whatever you say dad." They herd SpongeBob finish. "I love you too, bye!" SpongeBob began running back.
"Where ya going SpongeBob?" Toadsworth. Asked.
"I'm going back because my father told me and you must always listen to them."
"YEY!" Patrick and Toadsworth cheered then rushed after the sponge.
"I hope this doesn't take another twelve years!" Patrick said.
"We'll stay here." Grimer said. "You know, this is no longer our concern so…"
"But the Star gods might get ya at night." Toadsworth reminded them.
"Oh we're not scared."
"But Grimer." Charmander said. "The Star gods." Grimer looked around then the two started running after.
"WAIT, WE'LL COMING! DON'T LEAVE US ALONE; THE STAR GODS WILL GET US! WAAAAAAAIIIIIIITTTTT!"