A bad squidward

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Squidward walked in. He smelled the familiar odour of Kraft dinner. "C-Could it be-Diego?!" Squidward thought to himself.

*crack! Crack!*

He heard the sound of a belt coming from the living room. He turned the corner and-

"DIEGO?!"

Diego smirked, "you've been a bad squidward"

*crack*

TO BE CONTINUED

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