Spongebob's Pineapple:: BIKINI BOTTOM:: 2012

Spongebob's alarm goes off just as usual. "HOOOONK! HOOONK!"

He gets up, "Good morning, Gary!"

Gary shoots him an unusual look, sensing something strange in the air.

"What's that look? Did someone wake up on the wrong side of the shell?"

He laughs loudly, before changing into good pants.

"It's time for boating school!" he cheers. "Come on, Gary! Let's go get some breakfast!"

He walks into the kitchen, and sees a very unfamiliar creature sitting in his kitchen.

He screams, causing the creature to scream, too.

They just stare at each other and scream for a minute.

"What are you doing in my house?" asks Spongebob.

"Where am I? Who are you?"

"I'm Spongebob Squarepants. This is Bikini Bottom!"

"Wh-Where's District 12?"

"Where's what?"

"My home!"

"Who are you, and… umm… what are you?"

"I'm Peeta Mellark, and I'm a baker."

"I've never seen a baker here in Bikini Bottom! Do you come from the land?"

"Yeah, I think. What is that?" he sounds fearful.

"That's Gary! The most harmless snail you'll ever meet! Say hi, Gary!"

"Meow."

"Oh, man, I'm going to be late for boating school!"

"What about me?"

"Sorry, Baker, but I've gotta go! Today, we're doing Show and Tell for extra credit! Come on, Gary!"

Gary hisses.

"Come on!"

He hisses louder.

"I know, baker, how about you come be my show and tell?"

"My name is Peeta, you know?"

"Peeta? Fine, Peeta, come be my Show and Tell! It'll be fun!"

He thinks, "Ok. But, if you still go to school, then where are your parents?"

"I moved out of that place a long time ago! I've been free to enjoy myself ever since!"

Peeta smiles, "Hmm… Interesting."

Patrick's Rock:: BIKINI BOTTOM:: 2012

Patrick gets up early for once. "Oh boy! Time to go play with Spongebob!"

He goes out to the kitchen, where a calendar that Spongebob made says, "BOATING SCHOOL TODAY. CAN'T PLAY."

Patrick stares at his calendar. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" He starts to cry, "WHO WILL PLAY WITH ME NOW?"

He turns around, and sees what appears to be a pair of brown eyes, watching him.

"Who- who's there?"

He walks around the corner, and sees a little figure cowering in the corner.

"WHO ARE YOU? ARE YOU HERE TO SEND ME AWAY?"

He cowers, too.

She studies this creature up close.

"Are you a starfish?"

"HOW DO YOU KNOW ABOUT ME? ARE YOU FROM THE GOVERNMENT?"

She snickers, "No! I'm from the land above the sea!"

"You're… a LAND CREATURE?!"

"I'm a human. My name is Rue!"

"I'm… um… I'm… WHO AM I?"

"Your nametag says Rick."

"NOOO! MY NAME'S NOT RICK!"

"Then…. What is it?"

"What's what?"

Rue facepalms. "What is your NAME?"

"Oh! My name is Patrick!"

"Nice to meet you, Patrick. So, what do you do all day?"

"Sometimes, I play with Spongebob. Other than that, nothing."

"Nothing?"

He takes a seat, and turns on the TV. It shows static.

"Haha! I love this show!"

Rue is confused by the lack of intelligence in this creature.

"Come sit down, Root!"

"Root?"

Suddenly, she sees another chair made out of sand.

"Come on!"

She sits down. It's delightfully more comfortable than she thought. Rue grins, 'I think I like it here…'

Squidward's House:: BIKINI BOTTOM:: 2012

Katniss wakes up to the blaring of an alarm of the house next door. She doesn't know where she is, who's house this is, or who's next door, but she hates getting waken early. She goes to the nearest by window and shouts.

"HEY YOU! SHUT UP YOUR STUPID ALARM OR ELSE I'M GONNA PUNCH YOUR FACE IN!"

She looks up, and sees who she presumes is the owner of the house, out of the upstairs window, yelling, too.

"SPONGEBOB!" he yells, before slamming the window closed. He didn't even notice Katniss.

She decides to explore the house, wondering if maybe she'll find Prim.

She sneaks up the creaky stairs, and sees a room full of paintings.

They are the most abstract works of art Katniss has ever seen. It looks to be the same picture, remastered in hundreds of different ways. She keeps going to the library. Books, books everywhere.

"Boring," Katniss mutters, before venturing on.

She goes into another room, with a record machine and a bunch of records.

Eventually, though, she goes downstairs, and turns on the television.

"Welcome back to House Fancy!" the announcer says. Katniss watches as Squilliam Fancyson gives the world a tour of his house.

Squidward hears the TV on, and immediately suspects Spongebob and/or Patrick to be in his house again. He decides to sneak up on them.

But, when he goes into the TV room, instead, he hears a complaining voice. "I hate this so-called Squilliam Fancyson! Why does the world have to be inhabited by idiots like him? I was smarter than him when I was 5 years old! I'd like to see him go into the forest and try to hunt a bear! Ugh, he's just so hate-worthy! Doesn't he know that unibrows were so 1000 years ago?"

Squidward likes what he hears. "You hate Squilliam Fancyson?"

Katniss is startled. "Well, um, I don't actually know him, but…"

"Who are you, anyways?"

"Katniss Everdeen. From District 12."

She turns around to face him, "Who are you?"

"The one, the only, Squidward Tentacles!"

"Did you paint the pictures upstairs? I really like them."

He is flattered. "Why, yes I did!"

"So, where am I?"

"You're in the dump called Bikini Bottom. Trust me, this place is inhabited by losers, but I got stuck in between the two biggest idiots of all! Spongebob and Patrick!"

"Which one of them has that annoying alarm?"

"Spongebob," he growls.

"Oh. If it happens again, I swear I'm going to punch him in the face."

Squidward likes this girl, even if she is an intruder. "Katniss, would you care for a spot of tea?"

"Sounds good to me!"

Sandy's Tree Dome:: BIKINI BOTTOM:: 2012

Sandy's up early, as always.

"Yee doggy, it's going to be a great day!"

She runs to the kitchen, where she whips up a protein shake. That is, until she notices a familiar species checking out her living room and kitchen.

"Well, would you look at that? It's a human!"

Wiress looks up, "A… squirrel? Beetee? Beetee, where are you?"

"I'm Sandy Cheeks, and I'm from Texas! The best inventor the world's ever seen!"

Wiress mutters the word, "Inventor."

Suddenly, it all clicks in her mind. The wishes, the inventor. This squirrel, whoever she is, claims to be a better inventor than Beetee.

"Ha! I doubt it!"

"Excuse me?"

"My guy Beetee is the best inventor back in Panem! He's more famous for his inventions than he is for winning the Hunger Games!"

"What in tarnation are you talkin' bout? Let me give me a tour of my lab."

She takes Wiress downstairs. "Who are you, anyways, doubting my inventin' skills?"

"My name is Wiress."

"Hm."

Wiress is amazed by all of the unfamiliar inventions she sees.

"This doohickey projects your dreams. Oh, and this one allows you to read minds. And, my anti-gravity device'll leave you floatin'! What do you think so far?"

Wiress is amazed. "Wow… This is pretty cool. Why don't we have these inventions back in District 3?"

"Districts? What happened to Texas while I was gone?"

Wiress knows this, "What used to be the United States collapsed in the year 3002. From its ashes, a new nation emerged: Panem. It's split into 13 Districts and a Capitol."

"It's only 2012, though."

"Wow! We must've traveled through time, too!"

"Time travel? Well, I'm still working on that…"

Wiress smirks to herself. 'I knew Beetee was the best.'

"Your scientific discoveries are most interesting. We should do some work together, combining knowledge of future and past," she says out loud.

"Well, that sounds like fun! I'm in!"

The Krusty Krab:: BIKINI BOTTOM:: 2012

"Where in tarnation is that little yellow frycook? And where is Squidward? Don't they know they have to work today?"

Mr. Krabs looks at his calendar from Spongebob. "BOATING SCHOOL TODAY. CAN'T WORK TILL 4:30. This is a disaster! We have paying customers out there! If only I could get an extra helping hand…"

He puts his head down on the table, and when he looks up, his daughter Pearl is standing in front of him.

"Pearl! Oh, thank heavens! I need your help!"

Pearl frowns, "Totally un-coral, Dad. I need mall money!"

"Well, I need help, and we can't get all that we want, can we?"

Pearl turns to leave. "Pfft, fine Daddy! I'll get it somewhere else!"

"PLEASE PEARL, I NEED YOUR HELP!" Mr. Krabs begs.

"There's no way I'd be caught dead here! You're on your own, old man!"

And, she leaves. Mr. Krabs begs now, "Please, Neptune! Please send some help for me!"

He puts his head down again, and cries, "There's a line all the way down the street for Krabby Patties! All that money…"

Suddenly, he hears loud screaming.

Mr. Krabs sees a creature that he can't put a name to, but is still a creature all the same.

"Thank you, Neptune!"

"Where in this green earth am I? Where is anyone? What the-" he pants.

"I think you're here to help me!"

"You! Give me answers now! Where is this place, and why am I here?"

"You're only at the best facility to eat in all of Bikini Bottom, the Krusty Krab! In fact, the best restaurant in the deep blue sea! Neptune sent you from wherever you come from to work for me!"

"I'm sure that's not why. Who are you?"

"I'm Eugene Krabs, Mr. Krabs to you, employee."

"I have a name, too, you know? It's Thresh."

"That's nice. Welcome aboard!"

He hands Thresh a hat, "Your first job is a cashier! I'll work in the kitchen. Don't you dare touch me money!"

Thresh is confused, but he's grown up in a place where you do what you're told by anyone, so his obedient instinct puts him behind the cash register, even though he doesn't want to be.

Mr. Krabs opens the doors, and suddenly Thresh is overwhelmed by all of the fish. He works furiously, as fast as he can, and Mr. Krabs sends out Krabby Patties, fries, and drinks faster than he thought was possible for someone his age.

TO BE CONTINUED