This is my second fanfic on here. It's called I'mKrab
This is just part one. It should only have two or three parts, though. The name's supposed to be a parody of the stock Martha Steward illegally sold or whatever, I'mClone........ Yah... I'm not good with titles.... But here it is.
I'mKrab[/size] Part one
[size=8]By BiggerSquarierSpongier[/size]
Narrator: Today we stray from the familiar location of Bikini Bottom, to a place less well-known.... Big Bottom:
A place where whales and manatees are abundant; and we are surrounded by buildings and skyscrapers galore.
Today Mr. Krabs, the founder of the very successful chain of restaraunts known as "The Krusty Krabs 1 and 2",
is here on an official business meeting with his faithful employee, SpongeBob SquarePants.
(Large building is shown, goes inside and shows Mr. Krabs and SpongeBob sitting on a bench; SpongeBob swinging his legs back and forth.)
SB: When's the meeting gonna start, Mr. Krabs?
Mr. K: I don't know, boy...... But I wish they'd hurry.....I'm gettin' nervous.
SB: Don't worry Mr. Krabs, the Krusty Krab is great! They won't do anything bad to it.
Mr. K: It's not that...... It's leavin' Squidward in charge of the restaraunt for a week that worries me.....
SB: Don't worry, sir, he'll do fine!
Mr. K: I don't know.... Squidward tends to not pay attention...... GREAT BARRIER REEF! WHAT IF HE GIVES BACK TOO MUCH CHANGE?!
SB: He'll be fine. Squidward is the most genius guy I know!
MEANWHILE IN BIKINI BOTTOM
(At Krusty Krab)
Squid: That'll be $4.50.
Customer: All I got's a twenty.
Squid: Here you go; here's $32.78 back. Fulfill my dreams for me and have a nice day.
Customer: Uh... I think you gave me the wrong amount of change.
Squid:Huh?
Customer: Yah..... You were supposed to give me another ten dollars.
Squid: Oh. That's very honest of you, sir. Here you go. Come again!
MEANWHILE IN BIG BOTTOM
Mr. K: I wish they'd hurry up, I haven't got all day.
SB: Hey, here comes a guy.
(Manatee guy walks toward them)
TT: Hello, my name is Timothy. But my friends call me "Tiny Tim." But you can call me "Timothy."
Mr. K: Hello, Timothy..... So, uh.... What's this meeting about?
TT: Well, Krabs, it's about the stock in your company.
Mr. K: Stocks? My company doesn't sell stocks.
TT: Oh, doesn't it? Last Tuesday, a large amount of stock was purchased from Krusty Krab Inc. For $912 dollars per share, and the following Saturday it was declared fake.
Mr. K: What?......How could that happen, I-?........PLANKTON!
TT: Excuse me?
Mr. K: My archenemy. It's obviously one of his tricks to steal me secret formula. But it's not gonna work, ye little barnacle!
TT: What did you call me?
Mr. K: Actually, I was referring to Plankton.
TT: Oh.
Mr. K: Come on, SpongeBob, we've got us a bone to pick with a dirty rotten criminal.
(Mr. Krabs drives back to Bikini Bottom and goes straight to the Chum Bucket.)
Mr. K: Alright, Plankton, wha'd you do?
Plankton: Pardon?
Mr. K: I know what you're up to! You're selling fake stock to get me in trouble!
Plankton: What in Davey Jones' locker are you talking about, Krabs?! I've been watching Green Acres all weekend like a good boy, and you come in here and say that I'm plotting against you? (sniff... sniff....) I feel insulted!
Mr. K: I have a feeling you spend most of your time feeling insulted, Plankton.
Plankton: LOOK, KRABS, I DIDN'T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOUR "STOCKS"! NOW GET OUT BEFORE I GET MAD!"
Mr. K: I'll be watching you, punk....
TO BE CONTINUED......
A Cheese Company Production
