Spongebob went around back to the back door. He wrapped his shirt on his fist and broke through the window. He stuck his arm in and unlatched the door. As he walked in, he stopped and listened for any commotion or alarms or something. So far nothing. He walked up the hallway towards the living room. It was kinda hard to see anything but luckily it was a full moon out tonight which brightened the silhouettes to a pale glow. What exactly is SpongeBob doing? Looking for? Well, it's probably obvious now. He's gonna handle his debts.
He rummaged around the living room and kitchen. Opening and closing cabinets doors, lifting couch cushions, hell even looking in the fridge a few times. As his eyes adjust, he sees that the living space is more organized than from what he remembers. It's no secret that Squidward is a drunk. But his place doesn't look like his own place. How is someone so fucked up yet so put together? There's not even a bottle in sight. For some reason this angered Spongebob. He thought "Why is it that this bitch ass got to be so put together while I have to suffer?"
His heart jolted in anticipation as, yet another devious idea came to mind. But he thought to himself "Am I really crazy enough to do it?"
Fuck it.
Spongebob tiptoed upstairs. Grabbing a ceramic vase on the way up. He could tell by the warm light peeking out under the door Squidward was probably reading by his bedside lamp. He had one shot to do this and better do it quick. No backing out now. He slammed the door open.
Squidward looked up in fright clutching his book and wine bottle screaming at the top of his lungs.
"SPONGEBOB WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING! GET AWAY FROM ME!"
Spongebob lunged at the squid and plonked him on his back as he tried to get away.
"HOLD STILL BITCH"
"GET AWAY FROM ME YOU FUCKING PSYCHOPATH"
Squidward, in immense pain, fell out of the bed and got tangled in the covers. Spongebob took the opportunity and hit him upside the head. Just enough to immobilize him.
"Alright fucker I am gonna tie you up to shut you up don't make this hard for me"
Spongebob proceeded to gag Squidward as well as tie up his arms and legs with the covers. Squidward started to open his eyes and tried to do undo the knots in frustration.
"Mmm MMM!"
"Shut the fuck up bitch" Soongebob leaned closer "I'm going to ungag you and I want answers. You better not scream, or I'll fuck you up and leave you here to rot"
Squidward stopped squirming and nodded slightly. Spongebob took out a dart and lit up, slowly inhaling and exhaling the smoke onto Squidwards face. He then ungagged Squidward.
Squidward gasped and attempted to catch his breath.
"Spongebob ughhuh please whatever you are doing ughhuh please think about this"
Spongebob took another puff
"Squidward, I need you to show me where you keep the money"
Squidward's eyes widened
"What? You want my money?! Ughhuh THIS is what this is about?"
Spongebob landed a kick to his face
"Be quiet. I'm asking again. Where is your money?"
"I don't have any money Spongebob! I have the same job as you!"
"Bullshit! otherwise you wouldn't have lent me a fifty"
"Any reasonable middle-aged asshole has money saved up Spongebob!"
"But I thought you didn't have any money?" SpongeBob gave a kick again
"OWWW!" Squidward clenched his body.
"Where's my money Squidward?"
"It's called a savings account. Ever heard of it? It's at the bank for god's sake!"
Spongebob shook his head "You're lying. I know you have something here"
Spongebob started tearing up the room. Sheets started flying everywhere. Doors were open and its contents sprawled on the floor. Artworks were tossed at the wall. Counters were cleared.
"Spongebob! Please Stop!"
"Then TELL me where your money is!"
Squidward stopped squirming and dropped his head in defeat.
"If I tell you something, will you free me?"
Spongebob side eyed him and then walked closer.
"Spill"
"Promise me!"
"Ok fine…now tell me"
"Under my bed there's a cardboard box. It's filled with my family heirlooms…"
SpongeBob walked over and kneeled down to the side of the bed and reached underneath.
"There's silverware, ceramic, fine china, jewelry…anything in there can get you some serious cash at the pawn shop. I swear on my life!"
Spongebob slid out the cardboard box, tore off the tape, and opened the flaps. Sure enough all those things and more were contained inside.
"See! All there! Now will you let me go?!"
Spongebob closed the box again and turned to face him,
"I don't know if I can trust that you won't go to the police"
"I swear Spongebob I won't!"
"How do I know that? I need insurance you will keep your mouth shut"
Squidwards face sunken back a little. He did not know what he meant by insurance.
"It's your word against mine. Spongebob police don't give a shit about situations like these!"
"No that's not good enough…where's your camera?"
Squidward eyes contorted in confusion
"It's uh in the closet on the right"
Spongebob went over and picked up the camera to turn it on.
"I want you to say to the camera: 'I am Squidward Tentacles, and I am a runner for the El Rey drug ring. Eugene Krabs is my boss. We have both been keeping Spongebob hostage at Squidwards house'"
"THAT IS FUCKING CRAZY!"
That earned Squidward a swift kick to the chest
"Shut up. It WILL work. No say it to the camera"
Spongebob positioned Squidward in away where he was still bound but it was not visible to the camera.
Squidward started quaking "I am uh Squidward Tentacles and I uh am a runner for the El-el Rey drug ring. Eugene Krabs is my boss. We have both been keeping Spongebob hostage at my house"
"Perfect"
"It's not believable Spongebob"
Spongebob placed the camera on his pocket
"Oh ya? Well I guess I'll head down first thing in the morning. After I take some shots of myself bound up and gagged" Spongebob smirked and chuckled
"I'll tell them I freed myself and barely survived just getting to the station"
"But Mr. Krabs will denounce any claims"
Spongebob laughed
"He's a literal dealer dumbass. He keeps the shit in his office"
Squidward squirmed a little more
"Why are you doing this Spongebob? What will Sandy or Patrick think when they find out?
Spongebob went over to untie Squidwards knots and looked up to his eyes
"I'm taking back my life"
—-
"Hooonk hoooonk"
Spongebob woke up a bit happier today. More energized too.
"Mao"
"Gary Jesus Christ ok"
As he trotted downstairs part of him was scared the cops were waiting for him to step out right out the door and haul him away.
He peeked out a window and didn't see anyone. He guessed Squidward really didn't call his bluff.
He fetched some leftovers from the fridge and plopped it in his bowl.
"I hope you like spinach"
Spongebob started heading out to work. The night before after Squidward went to sleep, Spongebob did go to the pawn shop and got $200 from only a fraction of what he stole. Some of those items really were valuable. He also got around to making a video of himself gagged and bonded. Crying and pleading for help too as he stuffed various dildos and buttplugs into his many orifices. He figured a sex slave aesthetic would sweeten the deal.
Halfway down the street he saw Squidwards car zoom past, leaving a cloud of exhaust behind leaving Spongebob coughing up a lung.
"I wonder what's got him in a rush"
At the store, Spongebob headed straight to Mr. Krabs office. He hadn't seen Squidward in the front and didn't care at the moment. As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw Mr. Krabs getting a blowie from Squidward
"What the fuck?!"
Mr. Krabs and Squidward both got startled and started dressing themselves.
"Spongebob me boy! Ever heard of privacy?"
"What are you doing Squidward?"
Squidward stood up wiping his face
"It's none of your business, Spongebob"
"You both are fucking disgusting faggots"
Mr. Krabs gaggled and slapped his knee
"Me boy has no right to cast judgment on others…Squiddy you shoulda seen the look on the boy's face yesterday seen inches down on me cock gagging like a whore!"
Squidward grabbed his sides and laughed
Spongebob was pissed the fuck off
"That's it Squidward! It hasn't even been twenty-four fucking hours and I'm already fucking done. I'm going to the police"