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Chapter Four: The Night Sky

The white plain stretched for miles in all directions, barring east, which was the Kelp Forest. After walking a short distance away from the forest (just to be sure), the group had stopped to make camp.

As Sandy built a campfire from rocks in the area, Spongebob and Patrick were looking at their supplies.

There wasn't much.

"Okay," said Spongebob, going through the provisions he and Patrick had taken jellyfishing that morning, "We've got two seanut butter and jelly sandwiches…"

Patrick quickly snatched one.

"That's mine," he snapped.

Spongebob shrugged, and continued.

"A few bags of Coral Bits," continued Spongebob, "A few chocolate bars and some bottled water. That's it."

"Bottled water?" quizzed Sandy.

"Yeah," nodded Spongebob, "What's wrong with that?"

"Well…ah shoot, forget it," shrugged Sandy, taking a bottle, "We'll be fine for tonight, but we might have to forage to tomorrow."

"Forest?" gasped Patrick, "But we already went through there!"

"No, Pat, she said forge," replied Spongebob.

Sandy facepalmed.

"Mr. Tentacles."

Squidward was sitting on the floor in the cell, rocking back and forth in the fetal position. He glanced up as the cod entered the room.

The interrogator wore a leather jacket and hat over a white shirt and black tie. His face was stern and heavily grizzled – a few deep scars ran across his cheeks.

"You may call me Leiden," he said, "I hope we can be…friends."

Squidward found himself backing against the wall.

"Now," continued Leiden, "Let's get started. I want to know where Messers Squarepants, Star and Cheeks have gone. I want to know what their plans are. You are going to tell me."

"Bu-but I don't know where…" stammered Squidward.

Leiden sneered.

"Wrong answer, Mr. Tentacles," he said.

The cell door slammed shut.

Spongebob stirred in his sleep, his eyes opening. He was lying in the grass, the last embers of the fire burning away next to him. He could hear the loud rumble of Patrick snoring, and as much as he tried to block it out, it refused to let him get back to sleep.

Rubbing his eyes, Spongebob got up, intent on moving somewhere quieter. It was then that he saw Sandy, sitting a short way away from the camp and looking at the sky.

He walked over, leaving Patrick to snore away.

"Pat keeping you up too, huh?" asked Sandy, as Spongebob approached.

"Yeah," nodded Spongebob, "What're you looking at?"

"The stars," shrugged Sandy, "Been a while since I've been able to seem 'em this clearly."

Spongebob sat down, and looked up.

"What's the big white thing?" he asked, pointing it out.

"That?" replied Sandy, "That's the Milky Way."

"What's that?"

"The galaxy," elaborated Sandy, "Well, everything up there's part of the Milky Way, but the white bit's the middle of it."

She pointed to a constellation.

"That's Orion's Belt," she added, "You can see that one practically everywhere. "Used to look at that one back in Texas."

"I didn't know you liked stars," quizzed Spongebob.

"Science ain't all inventions and explosions, Spongebob," grinned Sandy, "Sometimes, all you do is look at things."

"Like stars?"

"Yeah," nodded Sandy, "Like that."

Spongebob pointed to a cluster of stars.

"That one looks kinda like you," he exclaimed.

"What?' No it doesn't," snapped Sandy.

"No, seriously, if you…"

Spongebob and Sandy continued to look the stars until they started to fade, and the sun began to peak over the horizon.

Hey, Spongebob? If we're underwater, how can we see the stars?