SpongeBob Movie: Sponge Out of Water Junior Novel (8 page)

But Bubbles had already left, closing the bathroom door behind him. SpongeBob walked over to the window and stood still, staring.

“What are you doing?” Plankton asked, tugging SpongeBob's arm.

“I'm watching,” SpongeBob answered.

“But you don't even know what you're watching FOR!”

“Well, like, meteors! And black holes! And … more meteors!”

As SpongeBob stared out the window, two planets orbited into view. “Wow, there sure is a LOT to watch. Maybe we should split up the workload.” He pointed to the two planets. “You watch the one with the big red eye and I'll watch the one with the ringy thingies. Like a team!”

As SpongeBob and Plankton watched, the two planets slowly moved toward each other.

“Okay, mine's moving,” Plankton observed.

“Mine too!” SpongeBob added.

“This doesn't seem right,” Plankton said. “Should we call Bubbles?”

“Let's give him a minute. He's been holding it for ten thousand years.”

BOOM!
The two planets crashed into each other and exploded! Little pieces of the planets fell all around Plankton and SpongeBob. “I'm pretty sure THAT wasn't supposed to happen!” SpongeBob gasped. “C'mon, Plankton! We've gotta clean this up before Bubbles gets
back!” He tried to sweep the debris under the carpet with a broom.

Bubbles came back. “Ah, much better, yes,” he said, smiling. “You two are free to go….” But then he noticed the dirt and pebbles on the floor. He also noticed SpongeBob's broom. “What have you done?” He looked up in the sky. “What happened to Saturn and Jupiter? You were supposed to keep them from smashing into each other!”

“Sorry!” SpongeBob said.

“Now I'm going to lose my job!” Bubbles cried. He stared at SpongeBob and Plankton. “And YOU will lose your LIVES!”

Bubbles fired lasers at SpongeBob and Plankton!
ZAP! ZAP!
They turned and ran away, screaming. They headed for the time machine.

“Quarter me!” SpongeBob yelled. Plankton tossed him a quarter, but SpongeBob missed it! It landed near the time machine.

SpongeBob and Plankton dove into the machine. SpongeBob reached out, snatched the quarter, and dropped it into the slot.
VRROOM! WHIRR!

Inside the time machine, Plankton said, “Okay, so the RED button wasn't right, either….”

“Let's be scientific about this!” SpongeBob said. He stared at the complicated control panel. “Eeny, meeny,
miney, mo!”

He pushed a button.
VRRRRROOOOMMM!

Back in the not-very-distant past, Past SpongeBob walked into Mr. Krabs's office. He gasped when he saw the open safe. “Plankton?” he said.

Past Plankton heard SpongeBob and turned around, knocking over the fake formula bottle with the real formula bottle. “SpongeBob!” he cried.

FLASH!
The time machine appeared in a burst of light, distracting Past Plankton and Past SpongeBob.

Plankton stepped out of the time machine.

“Plankton?” asked Past SpongeBob, confused.

SpongeBob stepped out of the time machine.

“SpongeBob?” asked Past Plankton, equally confused. “Who are you two supposed to be?”

“I'm you, from the future,” Plankton explained.

SpongeBob pointed toward his past self with his thumb. “And I'm HIM, from the future.”

“So you traveled back through time to help me?” Past Plankton asked. “Great thinking!”

SpongeBob shook his head. “Nope,” he said. “He's helping ME!”

“But he's the enemy!” Past SpongeBob gasped.

“WAS the enemy!” SpongeBob corrected. “Now we're a TEAM!”

“A what?” Past Plankton asked. “A
tee-am
?”

“A TEAM!” Plankton corrected him. He turned to SpongeBob. “All right. Go get the formula!”

“All right, Plankton!” his teammate answered. SpongeBob ran toward the safe.

Past SpongeBob couldn't believe what he was seeing. “What have I become?” he asked.

A
s SpongeBob groped in the safe, trying to take the bottle with the secret formula from Past Plankton, his past self talked to Plankton.

“Do you have flying boatmobiles in the future?” he asked.

“We only came back from the day after tomorrow, nitwit,” Plankton said scornfully.

“Did they outlaw clothes in the future?” Past SpongeBob asked.

“No!” Plankton snapped.

“Then why are you naked?”

“Because they don't make clothes in my size,” Plankton explained.

SpongeBob kept trying to grab Past Plankton, but Past Plankton dodged him.

“Hold still, you!” SpongeBob said in frustration. “Stop moving!”

“Are there rocket packs?” Past SpongeBob asked.

Plankton turned to SpongeBob. “Hey! Hurry up over there!”

SpongeBob quickly made a big grab for Past Plankton but accidentally knocked over the secret formula bottle.

“Uh-oh,” Plankton said. “That ain't good.”

An alarm went off.
BWHOOP! BWHOOP! BWHOOP!
“Initiating lockdown sequence,” announced a computerized voice.

“C'mon, SpongeBob!” Plankton shouted. “We gotta get out of here!”

“Got it!” SpongeBob exclaimed as he grabbed a bottle from the safe.

“Come on!” Plankton yelled.

They ran into the time machine.
VRROOM! WHIRRR!
In a flash, the time machine disappeared.

Inside the photo booth, SpongeBob said, “That was crazy!”

“So THAT'S what teamwork is!” Plankton said, finally getting it. They high-fived.

“Priceless!” SpongeBob said, laughing.

Plankton looked at the bottle, taking in its beauty. “All those years I tried to make you mine. And I finally
did it. I mean, WE did it.”

In Burger Beard's book, a picture showed SpongeBob and Plankton high-fiving. “‘And so,'” Burger Beard read to the seagulls, “‘it would seem that our heroes had accomplished what they had set out to do.'”

While he read to the seagulls, Burger Beard steered his ship.

“Yay!” one of the seagulls cried. “Now, THAT'S an ending! SpongeBob wins!”

“Aren't you glad we tore out that cruddy one you had before?” another seagull asked.

But Burger Beard dropped the book onto the deck and said, “Oh, no. THAT'S not the end. LAND HO!” The pirate steered his ship up onto the shore and kept going! His ship had wheels on the bottom! Burger Beard drove his ship through a crowded beach, forcing all the sunbathers to scatter.

“I'm coming!” Burger Beard shouted. “Okay, all you lazy people, OUT OF MY WAY!”

The beachgoers were confused. Why was this pirate driving his ship across the sand?

“Out!” Burger Beard shouted. “Out of my way!”

“Slow down!” the seagulls shrieked. “You're going too fast!”

He steered his ship straight into a parking place between two food trucks. “YES!” he yelled, satisfied to have found a spot that suited his plan perfectly.

Burger Beard turned to the seagulls. “All right, you feathered rats,” he snarled. “Time to shove off!”

The seagulls looked at each other. Why had the pirate changed from a nice man who read them a story to a mean guy who told them to shove off?

“Why?” asked one of the seagulls.

“Well, I can't have you pooping all over my restaurant, can I?” Burger Beard answered.

“Restaurant? I thought this was a pirate ship!” the seagull said.

“Oh, it is,” Burger Beard said. “But it's also my very own food truck! You know, like a restaurant on wheels!” As he said this, the pirate opened hatches, turned on a stove, and tied on an apron. His ship had indeed turned into a food truck: THE BURGER-MOBILE!

“Well, we're not leaving until we see how the story ends!”

Burger Beard thought for a moment, then said, “No problem. You guys like a little snack while you wait?”

“Sure! I'll take a curdled milk!” one hungry seagull
said.

“How about a fish head?” another asked.

“And French fries covered in sand!”

The pirate reached into his food truck, pulled out a tray, and said, “Who wants some HOT WINGS?”

The seagulls drew back, horrified.

“Hey, wait a minute,” one of them said. “Where's Kyle?”

“Which one of you is NEXT?” Burger Beard growled.

“Let's get out of here!” cried one of the seagulls. They all flew off, terrified.

Burger Beard chuckled. He heard a toilet flush, and turned to see the door of a tiny portable potty open. Little Kyle came out.

“Where did evewybody go, Mistew Piwate?” Kyle asked innocently.

“BOO!” yelled Burger Beard.

Kyle shrieked and flew away.

Laughing a loud pirate laugh, Burger Beard turned back to his food truck and got to work on his evil plan …

I
nside the Krusty Krab, hungry customers sat around waiting for Krabby Patties that never came. Patrick sat at a table, famished. “Squidward!” he called for the millionth time.

“Still out of Krabby Patties,” Squidward said automatically.