Prompt 34- Murder
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I can't protect us both any longer! It's either me or the boy who takes the blame for the health inspector's death- and by Neptune, I'm too money loving to go to jail!
"Ok, I confess! SpongeBob killed him!" I say, pointing a claw at him- forgive me, lad.
"What? You can't pin this whole rap on me!" He argues, clearly panicking.
"He was insane! Out of control! He would've killed me too if you two hadn't come along!" I lie, hoping that playing the victim card will get me off the hook for actually being the one responsible for the demise of the health inspector.
"It was all Mr. Krabs' idea!" SpongeBob insists, those blue eyes of his staring at me, horrified that I would pin the blame on him. I guess I do feel sort of guilty for trying to use him as a scapegoat- but I'm too far gone. I'll fight for me freedom and me money.
"Put him down now! He's a mad dog!" I insist, unable to stop. Oh, dear Neptune, why wasn't Mr. Squidward here to help? He'd get me off the hook through pinning SpongeBob as the killer-even if his loyalty is questionable.
"He wears curlers to bed!" SpongeBob shrieks.
"Wait! It's not what you think!" I insist, panicked. I knew I would regret the night when SpongeBob accidentally saw me in me curlers. In fact, he and his friend Patrick had both seen me. If I remember rightly, they were going to play a prank on me late one night- but they caught me in me curlers- and I made them both swear not to tell anyone.
Well, this be mutiny!