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    Jealous of a Star

    in Davy Jones' Locker

    Posted

    Season 2!

    Epi.9 "On The Run" (Part 2)

    "Patrick, why do you have to be so evil?" Spongebob asked. "This isn't about being evil Squarepants." Patrick said.

    "Then what is it about?" Spongebob asked. "You Spongebob." Patrick replied. Just as Patrick raised a gun at Spongebob, he was shot down by a man in a back of a truck. Spongebob saw Sandy in the truck.

    "Spongebob, get in!" Sandy said. Spongebob jumped in and the truck drove off.

    ----

    Patrick's men took him back to the lair and wrapped bandages around Patrick's arm. "Thanks guys." Patrick said. "So boss, what you gonna do?" one of the men asked.

    "I can track Sandy anywhere in the deep blue sea by her breath piece I made for her." Patrick said. "So, I'll get back on my feet and then go after her." Patrick added.

    ----

    "I am agent Felix. We are the Undersea FBI." Felix said. "So you guys are gonna protect us from Patrick?" Spongebob asked.

    "Yes." Felix said. "Patrick has mob bases all over Bikini Bottom." Felix added. "He's after me." Sandy said. "Sandy, I won't let Patrick get you." Spongebob said.

    The UFBI took Spongebob and Sandy to a safe house. The soldiers guarded the outside while Sandy and Spongebob were inside. "I hate that things have reached this point. Where we have to hide out from Patrick." Sandy said.

    "I know.." Spongebob said. "So. What we gonna do?" Sandy asked.

    "Just lay low until Patrick is defeated." Spongebob said. "Ok." Sandy said. She kissed Spongebob softly. "I love you." Sandy said.

    ----

    Patrick and his men rode to the safe house with guns and canons. A big shoot out started. Felix came to Sandy and Spongebob. "COME ON. OUT THE BACK." Felix shouted.

    Spongebob and Sandy ran out the back of the safe house and into the back of the truck.

    "Why is Patrick doing this?" they both asked to themselves.

    -------

    Notes: I had this saved to Microsoft for a while. More episodes coming over the weekend.

    Jealous of a Star

    in Davy Jones' Locker

    Posted

    Season 2!

    Epi.8 "On The Run" (Part 1)

    Sandy and Spongebob glared at each other. "Wow, some kiss huh?" Sandy said blushing.

    "Yea." Spongebob said staring into her delicate eyes.

    ---------------

    Patrick couldn't take it. He had to go after them. "Hey Jim, I'm going after them now" Patrick said to one of his mob guys.

    Patrick rode to Seashell Park and had a loaded gun.

    He walked over to a grassy spot where Spongebob and Sandy were. He wore an evil grin on his face.

    "Pat! Your supposed to be in jail" Spongebob said.

    "You pathetically fell for my scheme" Patrick said pointing the gun at Spongebob. "Now Pat, lets just calm down" Sandy urged. "SHUT UP, YOU HOE" Patrick yelled. Patrick shot, but Spongebob dunked. "Sandy, get AWAY!" Spongebob screamed.

    ------------------

    Sandy ran as fast as she could and then called the cops.

    "Yes, there's a shooting going on in Seashell Park" Sandy told them.

    Patrick continued his rage, shooting many bystanders.

    All Spongebob could think about was Sandy's safety. Him and Patrick's war put Sandy in harms way.

    "Spongeboob, don't be a coward. its gonna be your fault people die" Patrick shouted. Sandy was running when she was grabbed by Patrick's men. "NO, NO" Sandy screamed with tears coming out. "Spongebob,YOU ASS, COME OUT. Come out of hiding" Patrick said. Spongebob didn't want to face Patrick, but he had to. He stepped out from behind a rock. "Now that's a good boy" Pat said.

    Jealous of a Star

    in Davy Jones' Locker

    Posted

    Epi.7 "Sirens Blazing" (Season Finale)

    "SpongeBob! Wake up, SpongeBob!"

    SpongeBob could faintly hear the calls of somebody through his dreams. This triggered his mind immediately to realize that he is asleep.

    His eyes opened, and he instantly saw that someone was at his side, nudging his chest while they called his name.

    Reflexively, SpongeBob grabbed the edge of his blanket and slid it over his face. He peeked over his cover to see exactly who it was in his room that would give him such a fright.

    "Oh, Sandy..." In relief, the blanket was lowered from his face to reveal the inviting smile he always gave Sandy.

    "SpongeBob, you gotta come outside!" Sandy said, already grabbing the sponge and heading out of the room.

    "Why? What's the rush?"

    "It's Patrick..." And without another word, Sandy opened SpongeBob's front door and led him into his front yard.

    And at first, he saw policemen and heard the sounds of sirens blazing. With a confused expression, he turned to Sandy, who only pointed at the front of Patrick's home.

    And it was Patrick, with his hands behind his back and cuffs forcing them together. Even though he was being forced across his own front yard by two officers, Patrick walked gracefully and with his head high at an attempt to maintain his dignity. Even well aware of SpongeBob and Sandy's presence, he'd not show a single sign of lowliness or defeat. And with a slight smile that neither SpongeBob or Sandy could catch, he lowered his body into the policeman's boat and closed his eyes as the driver spoke into his radio.

    "What did you do, Sandy?" Spongebob said, almost yelling.

    "I didn't do anything. I was making my way to your house to see if you were awake. But when I arrived, the police were here."

    SpongeBob turned his gaze back at all of the police officers as he said, "So... who called them...?"

    "I'm gonna have to stop you there, son."

    "What? What did I do?" he panicked, throwing his arms into the air.

    The officer placed his hands on the sponge's shoulders, turning him until they faced eachother. Sandy turned as well.

    "Calm down," he said, simply. "I'm going to fill you in on a 'need-to-know' basis. You are SpongeBob, correct?" SpongeBob nodded. "Well your friend, Patrick has been charged with attempted robbery."

    "What did he try to steal?" Sandy asked, obviously intrigued. By the look on the officer's face, it was clear that her interruption annoyed him.

    "Ma'am, it was my understanding that he was trying to steal you from your yellow friend here."

    Sandy glanced at SpongeBob, catching his blush. She turned away as to not make him uncomfortable. However, she couldn't help but to silently chuckle at the innocent nature of Spongebob.

    But before Sandy could ask another question, the officer seemed to excuse himself from the conversation. The two watched as he made his way back to his boat, muttering into a radio on the way there. The way he spoke almost seemed like he was trying to hide something from them.

    The couple stood there in silence for a moment, watching as the last of the police boats drove off. All was quiet for a second, then SpongeBob suddenly felt a tear come to his eye and the sound of a sniffle escaped his nose. They faced each other, and Sandy was about to ask why he was crying, but the look in his eye already answered the question. She placed her hand on his shoulder, saying "I'm hungry!" And SpongeBob's smile came back.

    "I'm hungry too!" he exclaimed. "Where are we eating?"

    Sandy thought for a moment, then suggested, "Since I can breathe under water now, I'd really love if we could have a picnic at the park. Just like old times." By the smile on SpongeBob's face, Sandy could tell he really liked the idea.

    "But this time, with less restrictions," SpongeBob added.

    Sandy giggled. "Yes. But give me some time to change out of this stupid air suit. I'll meet you at our favorite spot?"

    "Okay," SpongeBob said. "I'll bring the barnacle loaf."

    Later...

    "You look beautiful, Sandy."

    Sandy wore a purple dress and a pink flower that was placed just above her right ear, which usually lay on top of her air helmet. SpongeBob wore a simple tux with the necklace Sandy had given him.

    She giggled. "You look great yourself!" Sandy sat herself across from SpongeBob on the blanket laid out on the grass. From the basket in front of them, SpongeBob pulled out the barnacle loaf, along with cheese, tomatoes, lettuce and some buns. Together, the two constructed the same types of sandwiches that they had made and eaten years ago.

    "Brings back memories, doesn't it?" SpongeBob said, dreamily.

    "Yeah..." Sandy giggled at the thought of almost causing SpongeBob to lose his job. "Those were the days..."

    After the two ate, they both lied down on a grassy hill overlooking Seashell Park. The sun was setting, and SpongeBob and Sandy watched as the fish below packed up their picnic baskets and headed out of the park. It all reminded SpongeBob of when he sat on the cliffs with Sandy that morning.

    "Sandy... Can I ask you something?"

    "Of course, SpongeBob."

    "After all that's happened, do you... do you think Patrick will ever be the same?"

    Sandy thought, realizing the loss of hope for his friend in SpongeBob's voice. "If we ever find his real head," was all she responded with.

    "But... but what if we never find his real head? What if we do find it, and he still doesn't want to talk to us anymore? What if-"

    "SpongeBob..." Sandy interrupted. She turned her body to her side and with a gentle pull, turned SpongeBob on his side to face her. They were so close, their noses almost touched. Sandy held onto the sponge's shoulder and in return, SpongeBob held her waist. "Don't worry about it." She pulled him closer and gave him a gentle kiss. SpongeBob blushed, but with passion in his eyes, he pulled her even closer and shared a longer, more loving kiss.

    EPILOGUE:

    "Okay, looks like we are officially out of Bikini Bottom. Can I take off this stupid police uniform now?"

    "Yes, just drop me off at my new apartment building in Bass Vegas." Patrick told the driver. "Good work by the way, fooling those two. I'll make sure you'll be getting your money."

    Patrick glanced down at the wrist-watch he wore. I'll get those two one day, just not today, he thought. After pressing a hidden button on his watch, a map of the ocean appeared with a blinking red dot where Seashell park is. I still can't believe you thought of putting a tracking device in Sandy's breathing piece! Patrick thought, complementing himself. Absolutely brilliant...

    Jealous of a Star

    in Davy Jones' Locker

    Posted

    Epi.6 "Confrontation" (Part Two)

    SpongeBob stared down at the necklace in his hand long and hard. He was confused at what Sandy meant by giving him this.

    "It's nice," SpongeBob said. Sandy giggled.

    "But. What's it for?"

    Sandy frowned, then thought for a moment.

    SpongeBob looked back at Sandy as she was about to speak, escaping the hypnotic features of the necklace. Surprisingly, her eyes had more of a twinkle than the heart.

    "It shows that I love you, SpongeBob."

    SpongeBob ceased eye contact and looked down at the ground next to him, hiding his blush. He looked back up and suddenly, Sandy was at his right.

    He looked away again, but Sandy's hand pulled his head back facing her.

    The two shared a long, passionate gaze. Sandy finally stood up and walked toward the cliff edge and sat, her legs handing off the ledge.

    SpongeBob was confused by this, but when Sandy turned to look at him, he got up and sat next to her. Their eyes took in the sight in front of them. The fish below drove to their morning jobs as the sun hovered ever so slightly above the horizon. The sky illuminated a stunning color that both SpongeBob and Sandy could not resist but to be blown away. The landscape almost took their minds off the past few days.

    "Hey Sandy," SpongeBob said, still gazing at the mood-flowing sight. He spoke with almost a whisper.

    "Yeah?" She said, doing the same.

    "I can see my house from up here."

    Sandy giggled with such a gentle manner that would bring a smile to any infant's face.

    But there it was, Conch Street, just barely touching the horizon.

    When his eyes came across Patrick's house, he stopped, and then sighed, feeling hopeless for his friend.

    Sandy realized the way SpongeBob had sighed, and put her arm around the sponge and held him. They both looked at each other and smiled, then looked back at the city, their legs swinging in unison.

    "SpongeBob?" Sandy finally said. "You know how I said that I loved you?"

    "Yeah"

    "Well. Do you love me too?"

    SpongeBob looked down at his hands and opened his palm, the first thing he saw was the heart. He smiled and looked back at Sandy.

    He gently placed the necklace around himself and said, "Sometimes, I think I love you too much."

    Sandy smiled.

    "Good," she said. "Now if I die doing this, I will die knowing that you love me."

    What?" he frowned.

    But Sandy reached for her air helmet, inhaled deeply, and carefully removed it, all of the air bursting from the suit.

    "Sandy, what are you doing?"

    She took the helmet and tossed it off of the cliff, it shattering on impact. Sandy then placed a small device on the ceiling of her mouth and started breathing again.

    SpongeBob sighed in relief. "You had me worried there."

    Sandy giggled. "Looks like it works," she said.

    "How does it help you breathe?" SpongeBob asked.

    "I'm not really sure, Patrick did most of the work. All I know is that there is this small red light that flashes every now and then. It's not noticeable though.

    "Wow" SpongeBob said, as if hypnotized.

    Sandy giggled. "What?"

    "It's just I can finally see you. without glass covering my view." He leaned closer to Sandy. "You're so pretty." He said in a hushed tone.

    Sandy didn't know what to say. So she leaned toward him and gave him a gentle

    hug.

    SpongeBob felt his own face blushing.

    They finally released, and SpongeBob took his legs away from the ledge and lied down on his back, his head resting on Sandy's lap.

    "You look even better from this angle." He said.

    She giggled. "Oh SpongeBob, you're such a child." She smiled. "But that's why I love you."

    But SpongeBob's fatigue finally lured him into sleep. Sandy watched as SpongeBob slept on her lap.

    And he slept happy, with that thought in mind:

    Sandy loves me.

    Jealous of a Star

    in Davy Jones' Locker

    Posted

    Ep.5 "Confrontation" (Part 1) -

    SpongeBob had just come out of the shower, feeling like a new sponge. He looked at his clock

    8:40 pm.

    Patrick had already had his dinner with Sandy.

    SpongeBob thought of what they could have said to each other. Patrick was right, not knowing is far worse.

    He sighed as he sat on his couch. A look to the table next to him, and he saw the empty glass of seahorse milk Patrick had left behind.

    "What happened to Patrick?" SpongeBob had asked himself.

    While looking at the table, he saw a red light flashing from his shell phone. He reached and pushed the button reading "Play".

    The phone spoke, in the electronic voice it always had, "You have one new message." The phone beeped, signaling the playing of its recording. A young, female voice played with a familiar accent.

    "SpongeBob, meet me by the cliffs at the edge of town."

    "End of Messages".

    Bikini Bottom was a town at the bottom of a circle of cliffs. It was their protection, ever since the town was moved to be safe from an Alaskan Bull Worm. There were only a few pathways to get onto the top of these cliffs, so SpongeBob took quite some time to find where his caller was waiting.

    He was hungry, cold, and his feet ached. SpongeBob looked to his left and saw the sun rising. Had he been walking for this long? No person would wait this long for SpongeBob, yet he kept walking. His eyes lit up when he saw what was up ahead.

    "A fire!" Whoever was waiting for SpongeBob's arrival was definitely taking warmth by that fire. It was so cold, even if it wasn't whoever was waiting for him, he wanted to rest a bit. He made his way towards the fire.

    As he approached the spot, he saw Sandy sitting down and eating marshmallows from a bag. She waved to him. As SpongeBob walked, he saw something that looked like a trench beside the fire, though it was round and smooth. Had Sandy built this? No, it stretched for miles as he looked on.

    "That's the worm trail," Sandy finally said." From the Alaskan Bull Worm that ate my tail." She spoke softly, almost sweetly. She was probably tired.

    SpongeBob wondered why Sandy had chosen this spot. He didn't ask. He sat down across from Sandy and just stared at the fire. He didn't want to look at her yet.

    "Why'd you call me?"was all he said.

    Sandy thought for a second. She took a marshmallow from the bag and struck it with a stick and started roasting it above the fire. "Just to talk," she said.

    SpongeBob gazed into the fire but didn't say anything. The flames were flailing about without a purpose. The fire's rage warming its surroundings with its heat and ate away at the wood. SpongeBob looked away from the fire, it reminding him of his anger. He didn't want to talk to Sandy, not after what she's doing with Patrick. And to bring him all the way out here just to talk? How dare she?

    All that was heard were the crackles of the fire. Sandy stuffed the marshmallow through the zipper of her airsuit and started eating. She swallowed. "Have a marshmallow," she offered.

    SpongeBob didn't want to eat. It's like his hunger went away. He didn't say anything, or even shake his head. He just stared at the fire, blazing with fury.

    Sandy placed the stick on top of the bag and looked over to SpongeBob. "I understand if your upset, SpongeBob"

    "How would you know?" he said.

    "Y'all know I ain't dense, right Spongebob? I was suspicious since day one. I knew about the bear, and I heard Patrick talking to you. I even heard what you said, SpongeBob."

    SpongeBob felt his face get warm. Did she hear everything? he thought. "Does that mean you know?" He said.

    SpongeBob's question was vague, but Sandy knew what he meant. "SpongeBob, I've known you liked me ever since the Christmas Party."

    The embarrassing memories came to SpongeBob's mind. He wanted to change the subject, but he couldn't, Sandy beat him.

    "It's sad what Patrick tried to do, and I want you to know that I didn't fall for his tricks."

    SpongeBob nodded in nervousness. He feared what Sandy would say next. As he looked through the fire, he saw her warm smile, fading away by the flames.

    SpongeBob immediately looked down at his crossed legs.

    Sandy may have buck teeth, but she sure has the sweetest smile, he thought.

    "And I'm sorry I didn't let you well make your move. I was extremely annoyed that day and well I'm sorry."

    SpongeBob looked at Sandy, though he didn't move his head much. He felt his face get warm. It was a good thing the fire already made his face seem red. He played with the sand next to him, doodling random faces and lines with his finger.

    Sandy held the hand SpongeBob was doodling with. "And I wanna make it up to you." She let go. "If any way you will feel better by this, then I want you to ask me out. Right now."

    He looked at Sandy with confused eyes, and she looked back with a worried frown. He turned away and played with the side of his head, not sure of what he should say. What happened to all the confidence that he had at the Treedome? Suddenly, it was all gone.

    "Uhh, do you want me to?" he asked.

    Sandy giggled. "Only if you do, SpongeBob."

    He looked at the sun raised sky behind him. It was already near morning, about the time he'd usually wake up to go to work. He turned back at Sandy, who was watching the fire.

    "Well" as he spoke, Sandy turned her attention back at the sponge. "then how about dinner later on?"

    "Hmmm. Maybe" Sandy said. "but first, I want to give you something."

    Sandy reached into her airsuit and finally pulled out something that was shiny. The fire's glow gave it a warm twinkle.

    As she moved it around in her hand, SpongeBob saw a chain. He guessed it was a necklace, yet Sandy seemed to be hiding the ornament attached to it.

    "Hold out your hand," she said. Sandy put the necklace into SpongeBob's palm and closed his fingers.

    She let go and gave him a smile. SpongeBob looked down at his hand and slowly opened it, almost gasping at what he saw.

    "SpongeBob looked back at Sandy and spoke, "It's a heart"

    Jealous of a Star

    in Davy Jones' Locker

    Posted

    Epi.4 "Tell me all your Secrets" (Part two)

    Patrick hid the Confess-A-Bear under the picnic table as Sandy was returning from the Tree House, hoping she hadn't seen it.

    Sandy sat at the picnic table across from Patrick, awaiting conversation. All she got, however, was silence.

    "Uhh is there a reason you're here, Patrick?

    "Ahh, yes. I was hoping I could assist you with the construction of your new project."

    Sandy gave Patrick a look of annoyance.

    Is he on that Brain Coral again? She thought. She pondered her situation. If she let Patrick help, her invention could be finished twice as fast. But she had to get on his good side.

    "Why of course y'all could help. A smart feller like you should know a lot about science." She almost laughed at her own statement.

    Patrick looked at the squirrel with thoughts in mind. Though they were ignored.

    "Well yes, let's see what you're planning," he said.

    Sandy explained how she was trying out many things that could help her to breathe under water. They talked about the faults of the altered gas masks and suggested different ideas. But after some pondering, none of them would seem like they would work.

    However, the conversation was cut short when an electric shriek was heard throughout the dome.

    That must be coming from that Confess-A-Bear, Patrick thought. SpongeBob must be listening now is my chance!

    "Uhh what was that?"

    "Patrick thought dangerously fast. "Oh I was just wheezing fairly badly." He cleared his throat to make it convincing.

    "But that was-"

    Patrick cleared his throat again as to interrupt Sandy.

    "So, uhh, Sandy. We might need to discuss this another time so we'll have a moment to research more about the subject," he said.

    "Well sure, Patrick." Sandy replied. "Just say where."

    "How about over dinner with me?" an evil grin swept across Patrick's face.

    SpongeBob could not believe what he had just heard. Even after he told Patrick he liked Sandy.

    Betrayal, he thought.

    "You mean like a date? Sandy asked, her voice playing through SpongeBob's headset.

    "Well it would be of business, but yes. A date." Patrick answered.

    Please don't fall for him, Sandy, SpongeBob thought.

    "Patrick, I don't really do this dating thing"

    There you go, Sandy.

    "but yes! I'll have dinner with you!"

    It took a second for the sponge to connect the words, and when he realized what was said, he immediately froze, the headset falling off of SpongeBob's head. He knew this would cause another loud noise, so he regained his movement and picked his headset back up. He listened to hear a response to the interruption. He heard some speech, but couldn't make out the words. Rustling assaulted his ears, and a loud thump noise played through his headphones, the type of noise when you tap into a microphone.

    SpongeBob heard Sandy exclaim with delight. He assumed she thought the bear was for her. "I'm bringing this to dinner," she said.

    SpongeBob continued listening, hearing Patrick speak of the dinner plans. They were going to the Fancy Restaurant tonight. SpongeBob couldn't wait any longer, he screamed out, not caring of Sandy's confusion. "Patrick!"

    SpongeBob awaited a response. Hearing Patrick trying to cover the outburst, he knew he got his attention.

    "Uhh Sandy, I hope you won't, mind me taking the bear for a quick minute." Patrick said. He then went into a spot where Sandy couldn't hear him.

    "Hello, SpongeBob." Patrick spoke into the microphone.

    "Patrick, what are you doing?" SpongeBob said.

    "Can't one friend visit another friend at their house?"

    "Patrick, you asked Sandy on a date!"

    Patrick let out a fake gasp. "SpongeBob, that's eavesdropping!" he said, teasing the sponge.

    "Knock it off, Patrick! You know I wanted to date her!"

    "Actually, as I recall, you were only going to tell her you had feelings for her. You said nothing about dating," Patrick cleverly said.

    "But you knew what I was going to do!"

    "Oh I thought I was just silly ol' Patrick, the goofball who never knows what he's doing half of the time. Well you're wrong. Patrick Star didn't know. But I did, Patrick Smartpants."

    "Boy you really lost it"

    "No, actually. I never wanted to be that idiot, Mr. Star. Always being laughed at and teased. When you made fun of me, I just about had it. I wanted revenge, and now that I am Patrick Smartpants, revenge is what I shall get."

    "What are you going to do?"

    "Well since I've got Sandy, numerous things could happen, long term commitment, kids, who knows."

    SpongeBob was shouting with anger. "Patrick you better not!"

    "You won't have to worry about anything, 'cause you'll just end up crying about it after all of this is done."

    SpongeBob felt defeated. The sadness and hurt made it harder for him to swallow.

    "Oh, and I was going to let you spy on our dinner, but you knowing what is said may be fun, yet leaving you guessing is hilarious. Bye-bye, buddy." And with that, Patrick flicked the bear onto off mode, and for confidence, he tore the microphone off of the bear's hands and hid it. Patrick returned to a confused Sandy, handing her the bear.

    And SpongeBob just stood in his living room, only one word in mind

    Why?

    Jealous of a Star

    in Davy Jones' Locker

    Posted

    Epi.3 Tell Me All Your Secrets" (Part one)

    Patrick was alone, sitting on his sand-couch in the darkness. He sat still, not moving at all, in thought.

    What had happened at the Treedome was humiliating. He had offered to help, to be nice, to be a friend. And he was laughed at. He was disrespected in the most horrible way. Well not anymore; not ever again. Patrick Star will be laughed at no more. But how? He continued to search for a solution, plotting. Suddenly, a spark went through his brain. He finally realized it. His friend had asked for assistance. He helped him, and even came with him to assist him further. But it was he that betrayed him. Spongebob

    Patrick's mind raced at the thought of it. Many evil plans came to mind. Some too drastic, some not enough. Then the perfect plan came to him like lightning crashing into the ground. He knew of Spongebob's love for Sandy, and Sandy's love for knowledge

    Oh it was the perfect plan

    Patrick got up from his seat and lifted the ceiling of his rock, not speaking a word. He climbed up. He took a deep breath, then sprinted as fast as he could over to Jellyfish Fields

    As he expected, he came upon a large hill with a "Danger, Cliff" sign at the end. Patrick ran faster, soon bursting through the wooden sign, plummeting into the land below.

    ----------------

    Patrick stretched as he yawned, waking from a nights slumber. He scratched his head, thinking of the blur that was last night. It seemed like a dream to him. He sat down at his desk with a newspaper in front of him turned to the crosswords. Patrick usually did the crosswords to pass about five minutes, get angry, and leave the house to find something else to do. But this time, he was flying through the puzzles like it was simple math. Then he realized that he normally would be too stupid to understand how a crossword puzzle even works.

    So it wasn't a dream Patrick thought.

    "The Brain Coral had taken effect"

    He left his home and raced over to Sandy's Treedome to begin his evil plan.

    Patrick knocked on Sandy's door, and after several attempts, it finally opened by Sandy's hands.

    "Oh howdy, Patrick," she said.

    "Hello, Sandra," Patrick replied, walking into the dome with grace. He sat himself on the picnic table which was stacked with books.

    "I'll be back in just a minute," Sandy said, heading into her tree house.

    Patrick peered through the table of things for Sandy's invention. He picked up one object to examine it. It looked like an altered gas mask.

    "This would never work" he muttered.

    Being his clumsy self, he dropped the device. When he bent down to retrieve it, he spotted something under the picnic table.

    "What's this? A teddy-bear? This was SpongeBob's gift to Sandy" he said, noting the microphone in its hand. He flipped it over to look at the tag.

    "Confess-A-Bear, eh?" Patrick let out a slight laugh as he remembers when SpongeBob tried to use this against him.

    "Time to turn the tables".

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