Adventures in Bikini Bottom

            A few days ago, I was rather bored. I then saw the challenge on a Facebook friend’s status telling me to lie about how we met. As I said, I was rather bored, and this is my response (In parentheses, I have added side notes for the sake of the reader):

            I was conversing with my TV. "Who lived in a pineapple under the sea?" it asked.

            "SpongeBob Squarepants!" I responded. Then the TV made a whooshing sound and it sucked me in!

             I landed at Patrick's feet, somehow able to breathe. It smelled fishy. Patrick (a starfish) grabbed my arm and we skipped to SpongeBob’s house. "I have a new friend!" Patrick screamed, knocking on the door.

            "Shut up!" Squidward (a squid) told us through his window. Seeing me, he sighed and said, "Not another one," and shut his window the play his clarinet. SpongeBob (a sponge) came out the door, decked out for work. Realizing there was still some dew (yeah, I was lost too) (because this world is in the sea. C’mon, keep up!) on the ground, I deduced it was still morning.

            They took me to the Krusty Krabs (a restaurant) to Mr. Krabs (a crab). He took me into his office and said, "Well, this is gonna get me some money!" With amazing strength, he pushed me through a trap door located under his desk. I walked down the stairs with him wielding a letter opener behind me. Things were getting fishy. At the bottom was a giant, underground jail filled with about 20 humans! Shrunken down to the size of a sponge, like I was. He unlocked the door and pushed me in, securing the lock before going upstairs.

            You (the person’s status I commented on) were the first person to come up to me and tell me what I was supposed to do, because it was a factory we were in! And there were these evil Jellyfish monitors keeping us all in line, doing our jobs.

            During the next few weeks, we became friends. You had been there a month. Together, we worked on a plan to escape. You had overheard Mr. Krabs singing to himself about money and a creature that only humans could summon. After we pieced together to bits of conversation, we knew what to do. We spread the word.

            At noon exactly, everyone stopped their work and started doing the Macarena! A unisourse (unicorn sea horse) (I made the thing up) materialized in the midst of us, and it became our protector. The jellyfish all decided to leave, seeing their rival. Mr. Krabs came down like he usually did, but we were just breaking the rusty lock. He ran, screaming. We stopped the unisourse from slaughtering him, and made him, SpongeBob, Patrick, and Squidward promise to never collect humans again. As I explained the conditions to Mr. Krabs, you found his plan to, after he had collected enough humans, get the unisourse and then make human patties. We let the unisourse do his worst, got our promises from the harmless employees, and the unisourse took us through a whirling, whooshing thing in the middle of the desert, and we went home.

The End.

            Joe