About time that we finally got to our location I think to myself once SpongeBob finally parks the rock that we were riding.
The nerve of Mr. Krabs for forcing me to deliver a pizza right during closing time, to take SpongeBob with me and going through hardships such as our gas running out, having to walk all the way, lack of food, and SpongeBob not wanting to eat the pizza because of his so-called "customer loyalty", not to mention attempted pioneer hitch-hiking, eating coral and being stuck in a tornado.
This all better have been worth it.
"I can't wait to see the look on that customer's face!" cried SpongeBob as happy as ever for pleasing yet another moron who buys that junk from the restaurant that I work in.
Being so exhausted from that long trip that we had, I just lay on the rock, thinking about nothing except for going home.
At least until I heard the guy who ordered the pizza say something.
"Where's my drink?" he asked.
Drink?
Mr. Krabs didn't say anything about a drink.
"What drink?" asked SpongeBob.
"My drink!" the customer repeated with an angry tone. "My diet Dr. Kelp. Don't tell me you forgot my drink!"
SpongeBob seemed to be frantically flipping through the order. "But... you didn't order any-" but the guy cut him off.
"HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO EAT THIS PIZZA WITHOUT MY DRINK?! Didn't you ever once think of the customer? You call yourself a delivery boy? WELL I AIN'T BUYIN'!"
The door slammed hard and SpongeBob turned around, with tears about to spill out of his eyes.
"Sponge?" I ask him to make sure he was okay, but he didn't reply.
Instead, he dropped onto the ground and started crying really hard, even absorbing his own tears.
"Sponge? It's okay." I try to reassure him again, but with no process.
Poor guy.
As much as little barnacle brain annoys me, I couldn't stand to see him cry like that.
Who would yell at a kid as sweet as SpongeBob like that?
And over something so stupid!
I know what must be done now.
I grab the pizza from SpongeBob, march over to that jerks house and pound on the door until he appears.
"Another one?" he frowned at me with disapproval. "Look, I told your little friend I ain't paying for that!"
Typical snotty, barnacle heads.
"WELL THIS ONE'S ON THE HOUSE!" I yell, slamming the pizza into his face. Man that felt good.
I return to SpongeBob with a "mission accomplished" look on my face and clasping my tentacles.
"Did he change his mind?" asked SpongeBob slightly cheering up.
"He sure did." I reply. Well not really considering that I forced it in his face, but what SpongeBob doesn't know won't hurt him. "Ate the whole thing in one bite."
"No drink?"
"Nah." I climb onto the rock using SpongeBob's head as a step tool. "Now take me home."
He joins me on the rock.
"Are you kidding? We have just enough time to make it back to work!"
"Work?"
SpongeBob pulled back the rock and before I knew it, we were back at the Krusty Krab where I wanted to get away from in the first place.
And I just realized something.
Since I gave away a free pizza to stand up for SpongeBob, Mr. Krabs will kill me.
"Oh my aching tentacles." I complained.