"There you go," said the waiter as he placed a giant sundae in front of SpongeBob.

"Woo!" said SpongeBob.

"Woo-hooo!" said Patrick.

Then they began to eat. Soon spoons were flying and ice cream splattered everywhere - including all over the waiter. And when they were finally done, SpongeBob and Patrick sat back in the chairs and let out two humongous burps!

"Boy, Pat, that hit the spot! I'm feeling better already," said SpongeBob as he rubbed his tummy.

"Yeah," said Patrick.

"Waiter," called SpongeBob. "Let's have another round over here."

Two more Triple Gooberberry Sunrises appeared. In a flash the friends gobbled them up.

"Oh, Mr. Waiter," SpongeBob called, a little jazzed from the sugar. "Two more, please."

The ice cream kept on coming and SpongeBob and Patrick just kept on eating! Soon the sugar was driving them both crazy, and the two friends were getting rowdier by the minute.

"Waaaiter!" SpongeBob cried, splattering ice cream everywhere.

"Oh, waiter," called Patrick.

"Wai-ter! Wai-ter! Wai-ter!" SpongeBob chanted.

The waiter came over and rolled his eyes. "Why do I always get the nuts?"

Totally crazed from a sugar high, SpongeBob and Patrick went goofy. SpongeBob leaped onto the stage and grabbed the microphone.

Draping an arm over the big mechanical peanut, he shouted out, "All right, folks, this one goes out to my two bestest friends in the whole world, Patrick...and this peanut guy.

"I love this peanut guy," said the sugared-up SquarePants. "And in his honor, I'm gonna sing a little ditty we call...Waiiii-terrrrrrrrr!"

SpongeBob and Patrick began to sing loudly and out of tune, chasing the customers away. But they still kept on eating ice cream until they turned purple.

*S*S*

The next morning SpongeBob woke up at the bar. Someone was shaking him - and making the Party Boat spin.

"Hey, come on, buddy," said the waiter. "I want to go home."

SpongeBob opened his eyes. The light hurt.

Slowly, he sat up and blinked. Where am I? he wondered.

SpongeBob looked around. Goofy Goober's was deserted, except for a guy sweeping peanut shells off the floor.

"Come on, pal," said the waiter, helping SpongeBob to his feet.

"Uhhh, my head," groaned SpongeBob. He started to pass out again, but the waiter caught him.

"Look, I'm trying to get out of here," the waiter complained.

"I'll take a Double Fudge Spinny-"

But the waiter cut SpongeBob off. "Listen to me," he said. "It's eight o'clock in the morning. Go scrape up your friend and get going."

"My...uh...friend?" mumbled SpongeBob.

The waiter pointed at Patrick, who was lying on the floor snoring. His starfish arms and legs were spread out and he was covered from head to toe with ice-cream stains.

"Patrick," SpongeBob cried. "Hey, what's up, buddy?"

Then SpongeBob fell on his face.

The waiter rolled his eyes.

Suddenly SpongeBob jumped to his feet again.

"Wait! You said it was eight o'clock," he cried. "I'm late for work!"

SpongeBob began to panic. "Mr. Krabs is going to be..."

Slowly an angry look spread across SpongeBob's face. "Yeah," he hissed. "Mr. Krabs..."

With that, SpongeBob bolted for the door.

"Hey, what about your friend?" the waiter cried.

But SpongeBob SquarePants was already gone.

*S*S*

Over at the Krusty Krab 2, Mr. Krabs was looking for new customers with the help of a periscope. It was the start of a busy new day for the finest restaurant in Bikini Bottom.

"Now pay attention, Squidward," said Mr. Krabs. He was teaching Squidward all the tricks of being a manager.

"As the manager you have to keep a sharp eye out for paying customers." As he spoke Mr. Krabs peered through the periscope. Suddenly something caught his attention.

"What's this?" he said.

King Neptune was riding a carriage pulled by a pack of sea horses. Next to the king sat Princess Mindy.

"King Neptune is riding right toward the Krusty Krab!" Mr. Krabs whooped with delight. "Maybe he wants to stop for lunch!"

"Uh-huh," mumbled Squidward, unimpressed.

At this point Mr. Krabs's eyes lit up. "He's got money!"

Before the king entered the dining room, Mr. Krabs ran around the restaurant, changing the prices on the menu board.

"A hundred and one dollars for a Krabby Patty!" Squidward cried.

"With cheese, Mr. Tentacles," said Krabs. "With cheese."

Outside, King Neptune stepped down from his carriage and spoke to Mindy.

"Stay in the coach, daughter," he said. "This won't take long."

"Daddy, please, I think you're overreacting."

"Silence, Mindy," the king commanded. "I know what I'm doing."

The king turned - and walked straight into a telephone pole.

"Squire!" yelled the king angrily.

"Yes, Your Highness?" asked the squire.

"Have this pole executed at once!"

Inside the Krusty Krab 2 the squire entered and announced Neptune's arrival with a horn fanfare.

"Prepare thy common selves for King Neptune," the squire declared.

King Neptune entered, and they all bowed their heads.

"There he is, Squidward," said Mr. Krabs, awe-struck. "The richest undersea monarch the world has ever known."

"Then why is he wearing a paper bag on his head?" Squidward asked.

"Greetings, subjects," King Neptune said in a kingly voice. "I seek-"

Suddenly Neptune was interrupted by the squire's second fanfare. He blew and blew until the king finally stuck his finger into the horn, silencing it.

"Oh, sorry," said the squire.

"Ahem," said the king. "Greetings, subjects. I seek the one known as Eugene Krabs. May he present himself to me at once!"

Mr. Krabs stepped forward. "I'm Eugene Krabs, Your Highness. Would you like to order something?"

"Nay!" roared King Neptune angrily. "I am on to you, Krabs! You have stolen the royal crown."

Thunder and lightning followed his each and every word. The king pointed his trident at Mr. Krabs. "You cannot deny what you have done," declared the king. "For as clever as you are, you left a damning piece of evidence at the scene of the crime!"

King Neptune held out the scroll. On it were written these words:

I STOLE YOUR CROWN.
SIGNED,
EUGENE KRABS

Krabs blinked in astonishment as he read the words. The king hurled the scroll to the floor.

"Relinquish the royal crown to me, or I shall be forced to do some very nasty things to you with my trident!"

"Bu-but this is crazy! I didn't do it," stammered Mr. Krabs.

Just then the phone rang and the answering machine picked up.

"Ahoy, this is Eugene Krabs. Please leave a message," said the voice on the answering machine.

After a beep a gruff voice spoke.

"Hi, Mr. Krabs. This is Clay, the guy you sold Neptune's crown to. I just wanted to say thanks again for selling me the crown. You know...Neptune's crown."

Mr. Krabs frantically tried to shut off the answering machine, but it just kept going!

"I sold the crown to a guy in Shell City," said the gruff voice. "And I just wanted to say thanks again for selling me the crown. That's Neptune's crown...which is now in Shell City. Good-bye."

Mr. Krabs ripped the phone off the wall. But it was too late. King Neptune had heard every word.

"Heh, heh, heh," Mr. Krabs laughed nervously. "Don't you just hate wrong numbers?"

King Neptune was not amused.

"You sold my crown to the forbidden Shell City? Whaaaaaaa!" Neptune's scream shook the walls of Mr. Krabs's new restaurant.

*S*S*

At that exact moment, inside a phone booth on the other side of Bikini Bottom, Plankton listened with glee to the results of his incriminating phone call.

"Plan Z...I love Plan Z!" he cackled as he hung up the phone.

*S*S*

"Whaaaaaaa!" screamed the king back at the Krusty Krab 2.

He lowered his flame-throwing trident. "Prepare to burn, Krabs!"

"Wait, King Neptune...Please," Krabs whined as the great merman took aim. "I'm beggin' ya! I ain't no crook. Ask anyone. They'll vouch for me."

"Very well then," said King Neptune, lifting his trident. "Before I turn this conniving crustacean into fish meal, who here has anything to say about Eugene Krabs?"

A loud belch turned everyone's eyes to the front door. There stood SpongeBob. He was still a little crazed from the night before. And he was very angry about not getting the promotion.

"I've got something to say about Mr. Krabs," SpongeBob announced.

"SpongeBob, me boy," said Mr. Krabs. "You've come just in time. Please tell King Neptune all about me."

SpongeBob faced the king.

"I've worked for Mr. Krabs for many years and always thought he was the greatest boss," said SpongeBob.

"You see!" cried Mr. Krabs. "A great boss."

"Until today!" SpongeBob continued. "I now realize he's not a great boss. In fact, Mr. Krabs is nothing but a great, big jerk...and...and...he's fat!"

As Mr. Krabs shrank under every word, SpongeBob really let him have it.

"I deserved that manager job, but you didn't give it to me 'cause you say I'm a kid!" yelled SpongeBob. "Well, I'm all man, Krabs, and I've got something to say to you."

SpongeBob stuck out his tongue and gave Mr. Krabs a long, nasty, wet raspberry!

"There," said SpongeBob calmly. "I think I've made my point."

King Neptune looked around.

"Anyone else?" he roared.

"Nobody else? Well then..."

With that, King Neptune lowered his crackling trident once more - and aimed it right at Mr. Krabs!