Week 11 Story: The Great Flood

Plankton and SpongeBob

Now you guys, I am not usually this upset in life. However, this secret story is wild. Plankton and I will never be friends again! He killed my one and only pet Gary! He has always been out for the Krabby Patty recipe but I never thought he would take it this far.

I am ready for revenge! I called up my friends Sandy, Patrick, and Mr. Krab. I decided to start a ball game to begin my revenge against Plankton. We decided to host a ball game by Goo Lagoon Beach. I asked my friends to play against Plankton and his friends that went by the name the Sea Bears. The Sea Bears and my friends began to play ball and I watched the game from the top of coral tree far away. They ended the game in a tie and decided to come back the next day to continue the ball game.

I was furious because I wanted my friends to destroy the Bears right then and there. Obviously they needed my help! I walked down and told my friends I want to become a coral tree right in the middle of the ball field. I want to be in disguise. I became a coral tree at that moment.

The next morning the Sea Bears and Plankton arrived, Plankton said at once, " This coral tree was not standing here yesterday."

My friends swore up and down that the coral tree was there yesterday.

Plankton began to walk around the coral tree and he said, This tree is SpongeBob! Therefore we will kill him too! Sea Bears I command you to Climb this coral tree. Bite it.  Strangle it in your coils."

I thought to myself, Oh Crap! However, I did not move or say anything at all! It was very hard not to.

Plankton then said, "No, it is not SpongeBob! Therefore, we will finish the game."

Sandy took this moment to steal the ball from the Sea Bears and ran down the ball field. She left the bears in the dust. I came back to sponge form and drew my bow and shot Plankton in the back. I felt very relieved when I saw him fall and hit the ground. Justice had taken its course but then I felt the ground shake and the spirit of Plankton's father came out of the ground and he saw Plankton on the ground with the bow in his back.

His father yelled to the sky, "Flood this town and drown SpongeBob in my sorrow!"

The water began to flood Bikini Bottom quickly. Mr.Krab snatched me and took me to seek higher ground and to hide from Plankton's father. I had never been so terrified in my life.

Water was coming from peculiar places. I saw water coming out of the top of my house, I even saw water coming out of trash cans as if there was an endless supply of water inside. Mr. Krab and I got on top of the highest coral tree in Bikini Bottom and I wished that the tree would grow taller. I shouted out, " Grow twice as high!"

The tree grew! I was relieved but the water kept rising! I was terrified! I yelled out, " Grow Twice as high!" The tree grew again. I cried o Plankton's father and said, Will you please make the water stop! I am sorry about your son! He killed the closest thing to me, my pet Gary!"

Plankton's father ceased that water and said, I will stop if you promise me one thing!"

"What is that you want me to promise?"

"You must give me the Kraby Patty recipe."

Mr. Krab reached in his back pocket and gave him the secret recipe. At that moment all of the water disappeared and Plankton's fathered disappeared with the secret recipe.

Authors Note: This story is based off of The Great Flood. This story was about Manabush and Anamaqkiu. In the original story Anamaqkiu killed Manabush brother. In my story I portrayed Anamaqkiu as Plankton and Manabush as SpongeBob. I made Anamaqkiu actually kill Gray, SpongeBob's pet snail. Manabush wanted revenge so he started a ball game. I kept that the same in my story and I also kept how the game played out the same as well. I did not like the ending of the story with the different animals bringing "parts of the Earth" so I cut that part off and had Spongebob survive the flood by asking the tree to grow twice as tall. In the original Manabush did the same but he survived because different animals came to his rescue.



The Great Flood