Chapter 3 "Sickening Surprises"
Sandy pulled desperately on the switch until it snapped off. She threw the tube down in frustration.
"Spongebob! Call off the plan!" she shouted.
No reply.
"Spongebob?" she couldn't see him anywhere. Where was he? Had he been...eaten?
The thought gave her a new wave of guilt--and adrenaline.
"Eat my friends, will ya?" she growled. "I'll show you what happens when you mess with Texas!" Red in the face, Sandy charged the creature with a new fury.
Using Karate shouts for effect, Sandy kicked, chopped, and punched the air until she reached the worm.
"Hi-YAH!" her first move on the worm. But, when her hand made contact, it bounced off with a metallic clank.
"What the heck?" the worm turned around to face her, barring it's huge silver teeth.
Wait a minute...silver? Ignoring it's threatening pose, Sandy climbed up on top of the worm. As she did, she noticed an iron paneling that she hadn't seen before.
She found a lifting spot on it's back, dug her fingers underneath, and started pulling, peeling off some of the top layer, and revealing a set of electronics.
"But who would build a fake bullworm?" she wondered aloud. The worm bucked up, sending her sprawling a few feet away, but not off of the worm's back. She gritted her teeth and held on tight, crawling back to the hole she'd made. She sorted through a bunch of colored wires, holding on for dear life, until she found a gray wire, the power wire.
"I hope this works," she muttered, pulling on it until it snapped.
The worm kept moving, but it was slowing down.
When it came to a complete stop, Sandy jumped down off the top and into the mouth.
As she had expected, the inside was hollow, lined with electronics.
"Curses!" one small voice could be heard. A deep voice.
Plankton's voice.
Sandy ran in the direction of the sound. When Plankton spotted her, he tried frantically to unbuckle his seatbelt. But it, like Sandy's vacuum cleaner, was jammed. She helped him out of his seat by grabbing hold of him and yanking him up near her face.
"What'd you do with Spongebob?" she demanded.
Plankton cackled viscously. "Find him yourself, squirrel!" he retorted. He pressed a button, and, before Sandy could stop him, he was gone.
"Sandy!" she heard a weak, muffled cry from the back of the machine. "Sandy, I'm back here!" It was Spongebob's voice.
Sandy pushed through a pile of fallen debris. "Call again, so I can find you!" she shouted.
"I'm under here!"
She was practically on top of him! She dug through several pieces of bashed up metal, but it wasn't until she lifted up a particularly heavy piece that she found her friend.
"Spongebob!" she exclaimed. "Let me pull ya outta there, buddy!"
"Wait! My arms are strapped to this chair!" he sounded tired, and hurt.
After digging up several more pieces of junk, Sandy found the straps. "Wait right here, I'm gonna go get something to cut this with," and she took off.
"Don't worry, I won't go anywhere," she heard him wheeze.
sandy ran to the front of the giant robot. "Come on, knife, knife!" she muttered, digging around. She found a sharp piece of metal, and for the second time that day, decided that it would just have to do.
"I'm comin' Spongebob!" she shouted, dramatically.
Spongebob's face looked pale. Sandy cut the leather, and Spongebob pulled his hands up to his face, rubbing his wrists. He smiled up at her. "You did it, Sandy!" he said, weakly.
"No Spongebob, we did it," she smiled.
"Yeah, we did," Spongebob managed to say, before loosing consciousness.
"Spongebob? Spongebob!" Sandy frantically shook her friend. "Come on little guy, wake up!"