The giant black shoe that Plankton was stuck to the bottom of belonged to SpongeBob SquarePants. He was on his way to work and he was still singing the promotion song.

But when he heard the squish - and Plankton's cries of pain - SpongeBob stopped.

"Ew," he said. "I think I stepped in something."

SpongeBob slammed his foot down and wiped it on the ground.

"Aaaaaaaaarrrggghhh!" howled Plankton.

"Get...off...of...my...shoe," grunted SpongeBob, wiping again.

"Aaaaaaaaarrrggghhh!"

"I stepped in something gross. Now it won't come off," said SpongeBob.

"Not in something. On something, you twit!" yelled Plankton angrily.

SpongeBob lifted his shoe and saw Plankton stuck to the bottom.

"Oh, sorry, Plankton."

SpongeBob reached down and peeled Plankton off his shoe.

"Owwww!"

"Are you on your way to the grand opening ceremony?" SpongeBob asked.

"No, I am not on my way to the grand opening ceremony," Plankton sneered. "I'm busy planning TO RULE THE WORLD!"

Then Plankton laughed maniacally.

SpongeBob stared at him, blinked twice, and said, "Well, good luck with that."

Then SpongeBob skipped away and continued singing. "I'm ready! Promotion. I'm ready! Promotion."

Plankton watched him go and just shook his head. "Stupid kid."

When SpongeBob reached the Krusty Krab 2, he couldn't believe his eyes. Everyone who was anyone was there. It was a real show! The new Krusty Krab 2 restaurant was just as cool as the original. Even better, it was right next door.

"That Mr. Krabs is a genius," said SpongeBob. "No wonder he makes so much money."

"Welcome," said Mr. Krabs. "Welcome, everyone, to the grand opening of the Krusty Krab 2."

Mrs. Puff inflated her puffer belly and scowled. She turned to Sandy Cheeks. "I can't believe we paid nine dollars for this!" she said.

"I paid ten!" said Sandy.

As SpongeBob pushed his way to the front of the crowd, he spied Mr. Krabs. The proud owner had his claws raised. He was almost ready to cut the ceremonial ribbon and officially open the new restaurant.

"Before we begin with the ribbon cutting, I'd like to introduce our new manager."

"Yes!" shouted SpongeBob as he danced in a circle. "Yeah! Now we're talkin'!"

Squidward, sitting next to SpongeBob, sighed, hoping this would all be over soon.

"Ahem...well, anyway," Mr. Krabs began. "The new manager is a loyal, hardworking employee..."

"Yes!" said SpongeBob, sticking his thumb into his chest.

"...and the obvious choice for the job," said Mr. Krabs.

SpongeBob looked up at Squidward. "He's right!"

"And it is a name you all know - a name that starts with an S."

"That's me!" crowed SpongeBob.

Mr. Krabs rolled his eyes, then continued. "Please welcome our new area manager...Squidward Tentacles!"

Behind Mr. Krabs, a huge banner with Squidward's face on it was lowered from the ceiling. Another banner unrolled below. It read CONGRATULATIONS, SQUIDWARD.

"Yes! Yes!" screamed SpongeBob, jumping up and down like a crazy sponge. Then he turned to Squidward.

"Better luck next time, buddy," said SpongeBob. "Wooooo-hooo!"

SpongeBob leaped onto the stage and knocked Mr. Krabs aside.

"Yeah! All right! Hooray for me!" cried SpongeBob.

In front of everyone, SpongeBob spoke into the microphone.

"People of Bikini Bottom, as the manager-"

"Ah, SpongeBob," said Mr. Krabs, tapping him on the shoulder.

"Hold the phone, folks," said SpongeBob. "I'm getting an important news flash from Mr. Krabs. Manager stuff. Go ahead, Mr. K.!"

Mr. Krabs leaned in and whispered something in SpongeBob's ear. SpongeBob listened, then spoke right into the microphone. "I'm making a complete what out of myself?"

Mr. Krabs cringed and whispered some more.

"The most embarrassing thing you've ever seen?" repeated SpongeBob loudly.

Mr. Krabs whispered again.

SpongeBob looked confused. "And now it's worse because I'm repeating everything you say into the microphone?"

"Oh, for crying out loud, SpongeBob!" Krabs yelled as last. "You didn't get the job."

SpongeBob's jaw dropped and his eyes got wet. He couldn't believe his ears.

"What...?" he squeaked.

Mr. Krabs repeated, "You. Did not. Get. The job."

SpongeBob's heart sank. "But...but why?"

Mr. Krabs put his arm around SpongeBob's shoulders. "SpongeBob, you're a great fry cook, but I gave the job to Squidward because being manager is a big responsibility, and...well...let's face it - he's more mature than you."

SpongeBob looked up at Mr. Krabs with sad eyes. "I'm not mature?"

"Oh, lad," said Mr. Krabs. "I mean this in the nicest of ways. But, well, there's a word for what you are...er...ah..."

But Mr. Krabs couldn't remember the word, so the crowd helped out.

"Dork?" a fish called.

Mr. Krabs shook his head. "No, wait...That's not right. Not dork..."

"A goofball," said Pearl, Mr. Krabs's daughter.

"Closer, but no," Mr. Krabs replied.

"A ding-a-ling?" cried someone else.

"Wing nut!"

"A Knucklehead McSpazatron!" yelled an old lady.

With each insult SpongeBob became more depressed.

"Okay, that's enough!" Mr. Krabs commanded. Then he patted SpongeBob on the back.

"Look, what I am trying to say is you're just a kid. And to be a manager you have to be a man. Otherwise, they'd call it a kidager. You understandager - I mean, do you understand, SpongeBob?"

"I guess so, Mr. Krabs," mumbled SpongeBob. Heartbroken, SpongeBob climbed off the stage. As he trudged away Mr. Krabs called him, but SpongeBob couldn't hear anything. He was too sad.

"I'm ready. Depression," sang SpongeBob with a sigh. "I'm ready...Depression."

Mr. Krabs shook his head sadly. "Poor kid."

Suddenly someone shouted, "Hooray for SpongeBob!"

Everyone looked up to see Patrick swing down from the sky. SpongeBob's best starfish friend was dressed in balloons and dragging a big banner that read HOORAY FOR SPONGEBOB.

Patrick slammed right into the giant Squidward banner, sending the whole stage crashing to the ground. The crowd scattered in panic. From inside the middle of the wreckage, Patrick's dopey, sweet voice called out.

"Where did everybody go?"

End of chapter. Spoiler alert: When Mr. Krabs and SpongeBob are talking at the ceremony, the Nickelodeon showings have Mr. Krabs words warped to seem like it's censoring the supposed words he says. (Jackass and jack-off) Until next time. Ciao.