Mr Krabs 1866:
"Hello kind sir, my business, the Krusty Krabs, needs a new chef to help make my Krabby Pattys!" Mr Krabs exclaimed in front of his father's once booming restaurant.
Suddenly a yellow rectangle with holes covering their body and a long red necktie started sprinting over to me in their chunky black shoes.
"Hi wee ole gentleman!" The yellow man cheered, "I am Sponge Bob Square Pants!"
"While hello Mr Square Pants I am Mr Krabbs and I own this very majestic restaurant behind me." Mr Krabs said but immediately being romantically drawn to him
"Wow your building is fantastic! I would love to apply to work here one day! And also you can call me Sponge Bob" He responded giving a small wink
Mr Krabs was taken aback by this little romantic gesture, but he does not oppose these activity's whatsoever. He actually kinda enjoyed it.
"Would you like a free sample of the magnificent patties?" Mr Krabs asked
"Yes please" Sponge Bob responded
Mr Krabs turned around to grab a Krabby Pattie. Sponge Bob could not look away from his Ginormous Gyatt . He wanted to touch it. And he did. He slapped it harder than his dad did when he failed his algebra test in the 15 grade. The GYATT shook, jiggled, and bounced more than the average ball.
"That really hurt Mr Square Pants.... Maybe you should check to see if it's bruised..."
"Yes daddy I mean... Mr Krabs"
Mr Krabs grasped on to Sponge Bobs hand and they started skipping into the Krabby Patty kitchen while the sun set faded behind them.
