Prompt 31- Restaurant
A/N: Written from the POV of the Krusty Krab. Yep, you heard me, people.
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Every morning, the sun warms my wooden body, and without fail, I open my eyes- at the single turn of a key my owner keeps on him at all times. At once, the 'Krusty Krew' steps inside me, each man on his own level of enthusiasm.
The little fry cook is the one who warms my heart. He ensures it's switched on and ready to cook some of our famous Krabby Patties to perfection in order to feed the town. He cleans me thoroughly every morning and evening, and my old frames are grateful for every brush and scrub in our knotholes, cracks, nooks and crannies. He loves me so much; he would fight tooth and nail to remain longer- if he was a fighting sort.
The grouchy cashier gives me a gut feeling whenever our profits are concerned. He takes the customer's money, distributes change and generally loathes me for merely existing- and for housing what he calls a 'heart attack on a bun,' which I take offence to. Even so, I do feel sorry for him on occasion, for he does have to stand there and take insults from customers, all the while grovelling in the smell of grease and burnt out dreams. He has a spark deep within- he just has to ignite it...
And lastly, there is my owner, the 'Boss Man'. Every morning, he ensures I keep ahead of the game, and he, along with SpongeBob, form the 'Krusty Elite'- the Boss Man's idea, not mine. This is an 'elite' duo which fights to keep the Krabby Patty Secret Formula safe and sound from Plankton, the Boss Man's business rival and owner of the Chum Bucket across the street.
This is the Krusty Krew. My crew- and it couldn't be...well, they're not legendary, but for me, I can contend with a three man crew of varying alignments.
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"Say, Squidward?"
"What, SpongeBob?" The cephalopod asked grumpily, as Mr. Krabs locked up the Krusty Krab for the night.
"Have you ever wondered what the Krusty Krab thinks when we go home for the night?"
"That is definitely one of the stupidest things you have ever asked me, SpongeBob." Squidward replied rudely, not in the slightest bit remorseful about his callousness to his colleague.
"But, Squid"-
"No buts, you moron- if I was the Krusty Krab, which I am most definitely not, I would be celebrating the fact that you were gone for a whole 12 hours- now good night!" And with that, he stormed off, leaving poor SpongeBob to try and catch up with him.
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Back at the Krusty Krab, disco lights were flashing and loud music blared throughout the restaurant.
"Hey, Pearl- cool place to throw a party!" A male fish calls out, and Pearl blushes.
"Thanks Kevin!"