Best Day Ever

Under My Rock

Ah, the sea. So fascinating. So mysterious. So...uh...wet.

Too bad we're not going there.

No, our story actually begins in a city above the sea: Bikini Bottom. In the popular eatery, the Krusty Krab reasturant, where...

"Hey, back off! Back off!"

Hey, wait a minute! What is happening?!

Reporters crowded around the owner of the reasturant, the paparazzi taking pictures.

"Please, settle down!" he begged in a Scottish, pirate's accent, microphones all in his face. "We've got a situation in the kitchen. I'd rather not discuss it 'till me manager gets here."

Pointing, a girl with h/c hair cried, "Look! There he is!"

A black car pulled up and out of it came a black boot belonging to a short man with blond hair and beautiful sky blue eyes. He gave off a look of seriousness as he stepped out. The girl, meanwhile, fawned at his awesomeness. Approaching swiftly, not slowing his pace, he said calmly, "Talk to me, Krabs."

Panicked, the man known simply as Krabs tried to explain as the man took a bubble container out and blew one in favor of a cigarette. "Oh, it started out as a simple order: a Krabby Patty with cheese. When the customer took a bite...NO CHEESE!" He let out a few hysterical sobs before getting slapped across the face.

"Get ahold of yourself, Eugene. I'm going in."

-

The doors opened up and the man from before stepped in smoothly, a man shaking in his seat at one of the tables in the reasturant. "Take it easy, friend. I'm the manager of the establishment." He walked over and put down a briefcase, opening it up. "Everything's gonna be just fine."

Nervously, the man admitted, "I'm really scared here, man..."

Ignoring his comment, he took it a headset and put it on. "Got a name?"

"Phil."

"Got a family, Phil?"

Phil whimpered, trying to get the words out.

Headset on, he snapped at him and demanded, "Come on, Phil, stay with me, let's hear about that family."

"I've got a wife...and two beautiful children!" His voice was almost begging.

"That's what it's all about. I want you to do me a favor, Phil." He fingered above the briefcase.

"What?" he asked as a tear slid down his cheek.

A piece of cheese wedged between a pair of tongs, "Say cheese."

He opened the bun and made a careful, but quick, job of putting down the cheese, all while Phil continued sweating.

-

The boot from earlier kicked the door open. Phil was cradled in the man's arms with a small smile.

"Order up."

Everyone cheered and ran to him, Y/n getting to him first. She threw Phil to the side and jumped in the man's arms. "Oh, Bob, I knew you were the only one who could do it! Just marry me right here, right now!"

With the same cool grin, he dipped her down, saying, "Baby, I'd be honored to make you Mrs. SquarePants."

Cheering even more, the crowd picked him up. "Three cheers for the manager! Hip-hip! HOOOO! Hip-hip! HOOOO! Hip-hip! HOOOOOOOOOO -"

-

Bob opened his eyes and, realizing it has all been a dream, shut off his alarm. "Hooray! Gary! I had that dream again!" he informed his pet cat energetically. "And it's finally gonna come true!" He ran over to his calendar. "Today! Sorry about this calendar..." He ripped it away to the current date, where it had been marked all over the today was the day he had been waiting for, marked with rainbows and hearts. "Because today is the grand opening ceremony for the Krusty Krab 2! Where Mr. Krabs will announce the new manager!"