Chapter Text
"Hahaha! Oh spongesbob, yous so funny!" Toki giggled, watching the yellow sponge run over his grumpy co-worker, Squidward, with a boulder. "O!! The Patrick Stars show is comings on!" He exclaimed gleefully, throwing his arms and hands up the air, letting the bowl of cereal he was once holding, fly up into the air
Behind him, Pickles snored loudly, mouth agape, drool continued to run down his mouth. Unknown to him, the milk and Froot Toots (Will Froot Loops sue me if I bring them up in this fanfic? I'm not willing to take any chances) that were coming so close to him.
Eventually landing on him, the contents of the bowl went EVERYWHERE, the bowl landing on Pickles head, one singularly colorful circle shaped loop hitting the back of Pickles throat, awaking him instantly, and the milk covering the top half of his body
Jolting up, Pickles made choking noises,
accidentally changing the channel with his foot, as the sound of a Kloateer rushed to Pickle's aid, performing the heimlich maneuver to get the loop out of his throat, all while Toki screamed.
In terror or anger? Probably a mix of both, as the channel Pickles changed the show to was the Security cameras, (That they apparently have as a channel??), which showed Murderface with his back turned, showering and itching his ass at the same time
The froot loop shot out of Pickles throat, hitting Toki in the eye, who was still screaming, and now crying, assumingly out of pain. "TOKEY!!" He screamed, in which made Toki bolt to his room, slamming the door behind him, in response
Throwing himself on his spongebob themed bed, he hit his head on the wall, crying into his pillow, wailing how he hated everyone and wished he could live in Bikini Bottom, when suddenly, after even A big green cloud of smoke appeared, looking like a fart cloud, DAVEY JONES (or the flying dutchman), THE GHOST APPEARED!!!
"Ye wish ye lived in Bikini Bottom, ya say?" The ugly green pirate ghost man questioned, his face making a devilish smirk. "O- Oh yes, mister farts clouds!!" The poor man answered, his face now filled with red blotchy spots. "Wish granted, ar argh argh!" Davey Jones cackled sharply, snapping his ghostly fingers that looked like what I imagine the grinch's fingers would look like if he shaved off all his fur