SpongeBob: The Tiniest Town Under The Sea!

[Growlie]

Continuing where *Marmaidman and Barnacleboy 4,* left off.... After quickly shrinking Plankton, (Sorry, no giant Plankton rampaging plot.) the citizens of Bikini Bottom try to live out their normal lives.... {at least.... one does....} while they wait for the heroes to fix them all, which meant Marmaidman needed to figure out his belt....

Meanwhile, after several attempts of trying to call Squidward, Squilliam decides to pay him a visit... and....

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The wealthy octopus wondered in confusion once he left King Street and arrived in his archrival's part of town, at least, he thought he was. But everything suddenly looked empty and, deserted and for awhile... he simply stood there... lost. "Where...? Am I... in the right town?" Continuing on, Squilliam was on the lookout for any familiar landmarks that would point him in the right direction, or simply tell him that he was in the right area. Until he takes another step and, when feeling a sharp pain in his foot, stumbled backwards on his butt. "Ow!! What the Bloody ::dolphin noise!!!!:: Grabbing his foot, he lifted it up and check his sole. "Stupid ::dolphin noise : : glas...wha..what the...?" And received, quite a surprise when seeing, instead of glass, an object that looked to be a tiny little boat. "A...a boat?" Picking it out Squilliam held it in his palm, closely studying every detail. The wealthy octopus had first thought it was miniature game piece from a board game, up until he felt a faint tap and glanced down to notice, what looked to be a... bug? Leaving something on his other foot?

Keeling down he picks up something yellow and, extremely tiny and, when getting a closer look (But unable to succeed in reading what was written on it.) Squilliam was able to put two and two together. It's then that he realizes that the boat, the suppose game piece he had stepped on, was a real boat. And the tiny piece of yellow was a... parking ticket meant for the boat? He got.. a parking ticket? That's when he notices the miniature buildings and, all the puny bug-sized citizens of Bikini Bottom. "What...in Neptune's Name is going on?" Keeling down, then slowly getting to his knees, Squilliam leans over and gazed long and hard at them and everything else. The Bottomites, although small, carried out their normal everyday lives... not a single one took notice of the giant millionaire towering above their heads. 'What...happened to them?' Squilliam thought while curiously watching them all. 'They're all so...tiny, I would've believed that they were urchins.' Squilliam then, develop a smug grin. 'I wonder if ole Squiddy is also-...' Just then, he felt something tickled his foot and immediately glanced down at it and saw two little... he couldn't really tell what they were exactly... they were to tiny. But if he had to guess... they were this tiny because they were little guppies. "This rock feels funny!" One said, trying to balance and stand, Squilliam recognized the voice as a female. "It's hard, but it's also squishy!"

"That's because it isn't a rock!"

The other guppy remarks, poking it. This voice was a male. "Um...'giggles'...he...hey..." Squilliam jumped in before the other could respond, interrupting in a whisper, both children glance upwards. Tilting back their heads all the way to look up at him. "That...that tic...tickles..." For a brief moment, they glance at each other, then that one guppy... who he recognized was a young female... instantly flinched and... jumping down... quickly hid behind the other guppy. "That's no rock!" They now whispered in the other's ears so he couldn't hear what was said between them. "Don't worry, sis!" Although he certainly could hear them when they weren't whispering, at least now he knew their relation as being brother and sister. "Your big, brave brother won't let the Big giant hurt ya!" And hearing this, just brought a smile to his face. "My, what a big imagination you've got there Kiddo. Squilliam mused. For someone so small."

"I'm not small!"

Squilliam chuckled, leaning down to their level. "I don't want to have to burst your bubble, 'Since Squiddy's is more fun' but you're kinda sm-..."

"I'm not afraid of you!"
"Now, what do you have to fear?"

A soft whimper is then heard, tiny fins grip the boy's shoulders. "I..don't li..like being small... Squilliam laid himself down on his stomach. ...Ev..everything is so..big an..and scary."

"Aw, even me?"

He reached out a hand, she let out a timid response. 'Groans'..."He..hey sis, that's starting to hurt. Can you loosen up abit?" Her fins then wrap around her brother's abdomen, squeezing. The young boy groans again.
"D..don't le..let the big giant get us!" Smiling more, Squilliam curled his tentacle around them, giving them the softest lighthearted chuckle he possibly could. "I'm not a giant. You're just really small."

"B..big brother!"
"It's alright."

The wealthy octopus said in a soft whisper, raising up abit. "I won't hurt you." Very gently, he scoops them up, guiding the two into his palm, where he then held the two. One look curious while the younger one, still clung on to the oldest. "You're both so..tiny, how did this happen?" Squilliam inquired, waiting patiently as the boy drapes an arm around his sister's shoulders in an attempt to soothe her, whispering in her ear softly. So softly, that it was just barely audible to the millionaire's ears, the boy then turned his attention back to him. "I..I'm not sure you'll believe us." The millionaire held back from even making a single chuckle. "Really? I won't? You may be right, I couldn't possibly believe you when I'm holding you in the palm of my hand." Squilliam replied teasingly. The young boy narrowed his eyes. "Who...are you?"

"Who...? Who am I?"

Squilliam gasps in surprise and shock. "You...don't know?" The boy shakes his head. His sister briefly peeked out, gazed at him, then hides herself again. Squilliam, clutches his chest with his other hand while raising his unibrow in his shock.

I know this isn't exactly exciting, but until I come up with more, would you like to write a continuation?

 

[Growlie]

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Squidward had lost sense of, just how long he had been since Squilliam captured and brought him to his mansion, during his time here the cashier had become (Not really.) used to always being carried around by his highschool rival. Squidward hated being held and carried everywhere Squilliam Fancyson went in the mansion, but what choice did he really have? Squilliam's mansion was to big for someone his size, which Squilliam often feels he has to always remind him of this. On one such day, Squidward snaps. "I Get It! I'm small! I'm Weak! Can you puh-leaze just Drop It!" He exclaimed the loudest he could manage, in hopes that Squilliam would hear him, which still sounded soft to the rich octopi's ears. "Huh? Sorry Squiddy, I didn't catch that. Squidward slumped over, groaning. "Hold on, let's me put you up to my ear, Squilliam smirked, while he brought the cashier up to his ear. Now, what were you sa-...."

"I said, just DROP IT!!!!"

Squidward literally yelled into his rival's ear, the wealthy octopus pulled the snarky cashier away from his ear. Naturally, he cringes, then proceeds to laugh while holding his hand over his ear. "I never made mention of you being weak, Squiddy." Still he's amused as Squidward pinched the skin on his nose. "But, if you must insist, I suppose I can." 'And I'm definitely, never putting you near my ears again!' Getting off his nose, Squidward slouched over. "May I ask, how long will it be before you let me down? I feel like my feet Hardly ever touch the actual Ground anymore!" Squilliam merely chuckled. "In a moment, Squiddy. I just need to find the right spot." The unibrowed octopus bore his usual trademark grin, gently grasps Squidward, then enters into his private studio. "I just don't want to put you one place, only to move you again."

"You might as well, you enjoy it too much!"
"That's because you're so funny about it."

Squilliam heads over towardshis desk. "Well, this looks good." Squidward glanced down at an approaching desk. "Oh no... Only to suddenly be pulled away. No, I take it back! This over here seems like a better spot!" The cashier then saw an approaching shelf. "But... And being pulled away from it made Squidward more irritated. That's really high. Maybe I'll sit you over-..."

"Put me Down Will Ya!!"

Laughing, Squilliam brought the squirming octopus back towards the desk and, to Squidward's relief, placed him down ontop of it. "It just never gets old!" Squidward merely grimaced at his cocky smirk. "It has for me, so Cut It Out!" Squilliam walked away, snickering under his breath. After spending sometime in his rival's private studio, Squilliam finally stretches with Squidward doing the same. "Well, it's gotten late Squiddy. Perhaps we should get to bed." Squidward nodded, longing to huddle in his make-shift bed. Getting up from his chair, the rich octopus held out his hand, palm up. Already used to their routine, Squidward signed, then climbs into his palm. The snarky cashier's legs felt sluggish, almost like jello as he attempts to stay balanced in Squilliam's hand while it shifts and brings him higher and higher until reaching the face of his archenemy. "You're getting good at that Squiddy." Squilliam was impressed, he could easily see that, yet the only thing Squidward focuses on was just how high he was. "D-don't Jinx me, Fancyson! Or I will fall!"

"Not a chance in Devy Jones's locker old buddy!" The unibrowed octopus replied, rather softly while bringing the tiny octopus up towards his shoulder. "What does that mean?"

"It means I won't allow you to fall Nitwit." Squidward then found himself placed on his shoulder. "In the meantime, perhaps you'll like a change this time." Uncomfortable already, Squidward latched onto his collar the minute Squilliam was mobile, he chuckled softly, carrying on as usual. Taking an, accidental glance down, the cashier felt overcome with dizziness and panicky sprung towards his rival's neck. Squilliam paused as he felt the octopus latch onto him, briefly shivering before growing more relaxed, the millionaire smiled and continued on to his bedroom. "Well, here we are!" Squilliam proudly announced in a whisper when entering the room. "I hope you enjoyed your ride."

"Ju-just let me down, Fancyson."

Squidward stammered. "You know I don't like heights." The snarky octopus sank down into his rival's ascot, reluctantly pulling away from his neck. "I'm aware of that." Although he kept a tight grip on the fabric regardless. "Yet why focus on the height, Squilliam approaches his coat rack. ...When you could just concentrate on being comfortable on my shoulder." Taking off the jacket, Squilliam hung it up. "It looks as if we'll have to work on that, won't we?" The cashier clings to him as he slips on his nightgown. "I-Just want to be my normal size again." The unibrowed millionaire glanced down at Squidward. "You will, right now-don't lose sleep over it. I am still working on that." Squidward is left wondering how much truth Squilliam was telling him. Or if he could even trust him. Would he really get back to normal? Climbing in his bed the rich octopus briefly curled his tentacle around Squidward before laying down on his back, when released the cashier found himself on his chest.