Since, for some reason, my file for this story was not compatible with this site, I've decided to post this story onto the description so nothing gets mucked up.

Anyway, this is my first submitted story here on Eka's Portal, so I hope you enjoy it. Positive feedback and constructive criticism are encouraged.

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Someone's in the Kitchen with Sandy - Deleted Scene

It started one day in Bikini Bottom, at the biggest fast food joint built in the outskirts of the city. The Krusty Krab had gotten a new supply of sesame seed buns from the local bakery, fresh hot out of the oven. The buns wafted with the delightful scent of baked bread, molded into the shape of a dome, sprinkled with tiny, white sesame seeds for decoration. Yes, these buns were essential to the Krusty Krab, to hold together the patties, lettuce, cheese, tomato, ketchup, mustard and onions, all of the ingredients combined into one single Krabby Patty.

But there was a secret to the Krabby Patties that no one, no one but the founder of the Krusty Krab, Eugene H. Krabs knows about. It was kept in a secret vault for fear of it being stolen by a competitor, or a rival. That brings us to one simple sesame bun, still hot out of the oven. On that same bun, one of the seeds produced a zipper that sipped all the way down, splitting the seed in half. Emerging from the seed, coughing and choking for the fresh air, was a tiny pale green organism that resembled a jelly bean with twin antennae, one eye, eyebrow and stubby little legs.

That little organism was Sheldon J. Plankton, a rival to Mr. Krabs, owner of the empty Chum Bucket and husband to an intelligent home computer. “Ugh, all the way from the bakery,” Plankton slurred, sweating profusely from the heat before he grew a twisted grin. “But it will all be worth it once I get my hands on a Krabby Patty.”

“Shoo-be-doo-be-de-doo BWAH! Shoo-be-doo-be-de-doo BWAH!” came the pointless, happy tune of Spongebob Squarepants, a yellow, rectangular sponge that worked at the Krusty Krab as its talented fry cook. Spongebob did a little jig with his tune, unaware that Plankton was hiding within one of the seeds on the buns he intended to use for his Krabby Patties.

“Here we go,” the cyclopean microorganism said with a cackle, zipping up his sesame seed and hiding as Spongebob picked up the bun tray where Plankton hid. Spongebob finished his tune by inhaling the sweet scent of the sesame seed buns with his elongated nose, his nostrils flaring as he took in the smell and breathed blissfully.

Moments later, the door to the kitchen flew open and Spongebob came out, carrying a well-made Krabby Patty on a square platter on one hand while he walked to a customer’s table, humming. Squidward Tentacles sitting at the cashier watched with grumpy, deadpanning eyes as his annoying neighbor/co-worker passed by. The zipper on the sesame seed unzipped, and Plankton emerged from it, rubbing his little hands menacingly.

“Perfect! He’s heading for the front door!” he squealed a little. “Now’s the time to make my exit!”

Before Plankton could make a move, he was stopped by Spongebob serving the Krabby Patty he hitched a ride on. “Here you go, Sandy,” the walking sponge said to Bikini Bottom’s resident squirrel from Texas. “A special Krabby Patty for a special friend.”

“Why thanks, Spongebob. I sure am obliged,” the cowgirl squirrel said, picking up the Krabby Patty with her gloved hands. “I love these things, but it’s always been a bit tricky eatin’ them. Pardon me.”

Sandy unzipped her protective air suit as Plankton unzipped his false sesame seed and tried to escape, only to be shoved inside the suit, revealing a bit of the squirrels tan tummy and her purple bikini. “Oh no. What’s happening!?” Plankton wondered as the squirrel zipped her suit back up.

The gloves furled back towards the suit as Sandy moved her hands out of her sleeves and into her cylindrical suit, holding up her Krabby Patty up to her mouth. She closed her eyes and opened her wide, buck-toothed mouth to take a bite, unknowing of the evil little passenger standing on the underseat wheat bun looking up to her gaping maw.

Plankton scuttled his tiny legs to make a break for it, but he was cut off from his path by a pair of buck teeth, the size of tombstones to Plankton, as the entire world around him became a mixture of pink and dark pink. In a solid instant, the Krabby Patty Plankton stood on was cut off from the rest of the world when the sandwich was ripped away by the menacing white teeth and was turned to mush as Sandy move her jaws and worked on the burger, instantly turning it to mush. Plankton screamed as the jaws bounced him up and down in the mush, throwing him around on her tongue, into her cheeks and avoiding her teeth as they came down onto her food like boulders, blades and guillotines all matched up in a row.

Sandy’s moans of bliss reverberated from her throat as Plankton was thrown into the piles of mush. Sandy’s jaws worked their magic to reduce the burger into wet glop, not knowing that she knocked her tiny morsel into the Krabby Patty. Plankton sunk inside of the mush, and he began to feel himself being churned like butter, tossed around and around like clothes in a washing machine, and nearly being held in the sticky saliva. Plankton tried to crawl out of his prison, but attempts to do so and Sandy’s messy eating caused him to sink deeper into the masticated mush that once was the Krabby Patty he intended to steal. He stuck his hand out to the edge of Sandy’s lips when they parted open to stuff the rest of the sandwich in.

“No! Please wait!!” Plankton begged for dear life, but his cries fell on deaf ears as the rest of the Krabby Patty was shoved inside Sandy’s mouth, therefore muffling his screams completely inside the glop of bun, underwater vegetables and the homemade patty.

In the inside of Sandy’s helmet and out of her mouth, the Texas-born squirrel licked up what was left of the Krabby Patty from her lips and her cheeks. She tilted her head back and allowed her lunch to fall to the back of her throat, swallowing it down with an audible, wet GULP!, sending a gigantic bulge down her skinny esophagus and into her stomach.

Sandy felt bubbles inside of her stomach rise up to her throat, which created a light BURP! and rubbed her tummy with satisfaction. “Boy howdy! That was good as ever, Spongebob!” Sandy happily licked her chops with a big smile spread on her tan-colored cheeks. The smile was then morphed into a look of confusion as she found an aftertaste on the back of her tongue, lapping it up for a mental analysis. “Although, it’s got some real strange flavor to it, too. Is that… chum?”

Sandy pondered the question for a moment before she burst out into a small fit of laughter and threw her hand down. “Naw, it’s probably nothin’ ta worry about! My tummy’s full and I’m ready ta go about my day!”

Snuggling her arms into her sleeves, Sandy stood up and waved goodbye to her yellow, porous friend. “See ya later, Spongebob!”

“Bye, Sandy! Come again!” Spongebob called back, much to the dismay of Squidward, who winced at the sound of his voice.

With that, Sandy walked out the doors of the Krusty Krab, humming a tune of her own as she walked back to her home. It was the only oak tree in Bikini Bottom, inside of the only glass dome that was designed to keep the air in and the water out. Of course, she went about her day like she said to herself, unaware of the struggles that went on in her stomach as it started to gurgle.

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Plankton’s mouth was filled with salivated Krabby Patty as Sandy haphazardly chewed up her sandwich. The poor little organism coughed and sputtered the moist mush from his mouth and tried to call out to Sandy only to have his breath suddenly exited his body. His lungs were crumpling inside like burning paper which left Plankton to realize another major predicament he was in.

“No water!” he gasped. “Can’t… breathe…!”

Before Plankton could do something, Sandy’s lips parted to only a crack, allowing him to see the last light of day before the squirrel’s tongue lifted up and the environment tilted back. Plankton’s body was shocked with dread and horror as he soon realized what was happening to him. He was being swallowed alive! He needed to get out of there before it was too late!

Plankton tried to wiggle himself out of bolus of Krabby Patty, reaching out to the back of Sandy’s tongue to get a grip before he made contact and repeatedly clawed at her bumpy tastebuds. Unfortunately, all was for naught as Sandy’s tongue smacked into his face, drenching him in warm, sticky saliva as he and the Krabby Patty was grabbed by Sandy’s crushing throat muscles and forced into her esophagus with a loud GULP!

The ride down from Sandy’s throat into her stomach would normally be seconds long, but for Plankton, it seemed like it took him ages as he was squeezed deeper and deeper into the squirrel’s body by her soft, yet crushing throat muscles. Plankton had been eaten before, but this was completely different from before. For one thing, Plankton had been eaten by other fish, most of them in their elder years, because they were aquatic animals like he was and they breathed in water. This was the esophagus of a land mammal, and they breathed air, and that was like poison to all aquatic animals, except for marine life.

Next, Plankton was swallowed down by an omnivorous squirrel. That meant that anything that was sent into her stomach would be digested within due time. That was a problem for Plankton, because he still had that fear of whales (for obvious reasons, of course) and he knew that a small number of his family was residing in the stomach of one because there was a small island they took refuge on.

Finally, there was the fact that Plankton had failed yet again to achieve his goals: Steal a Krabby Patty, find the secret formula, make his Chum Bucket business a success, shut down the Krusty Krab, and break Mr. Krabs mentally. If he got out of this alive, he would have to talk to his W.I.F.E. computer program again.

As he contemplated these notes in his head, the sphincter to the stomach opened up, welcoming every bit of food and Plankton sent down by Sandy’s throat. The hole was located in the ceiling, so every glob of the Krabby Patty fell into the rising lake of acid. Plankton was the last one to fall through, as his body was hugged by the sphincter.

“Oh no! Not this…!” he gasped. “Anything but this!”

Plankton tried to wriggle and push himself out and away from the sphincter, but his struggles only sent him deeper into stomach entrance. Plus, he did not have any strength left to fight, what with breathing air and given a sea bear hug by Sandy’s esophagus. Plankton screamed a weakened scream as he was fully pulled through the fleshy hole, leaving only his antennae sticking out and tickling the muscles a bit. The sphincter closed in around the antennae, and thus, Plankton was fully swallowed by the giant female squirrel.

Plankton screamed during his brief freefall into Sandy’s gastric acid, splashing inside the burning, bubbling green soup. The acid began to tingle and sting Plankton, but it was fortunate that a few gas bubbles erupted from the bottom, pushing the little protozoa up from the surface of the acid and launching him straight up into the stomach’s ceiling. A massive burp resounded all over the stomach, thereby pushing some more of the gastric gas upwards and pinning its living meal against the ceiling. Plankton’s eyes watered as the smell and the potency burned the only eye he had, nearly blinding the cyclopean plankton. When the gases stopped erupting from the bubbling acid, Plankton felt the familiar feeling of gravity weigh him down and he fell towards the deadly lake.

It was fortunate for Plankton that the stomach’s burping caused the drifting mush of Sandy’s recently eaten lunch to float underneath him just as he began to fall to his doom. Plankton’s eye widened suddenly, and he screamed all the way into the digesting bolus, completely submerged. Once again, Plankton popped out of the solid/liquid island, taking a deep breath before he coughed out the chewed up remains of the Krabby Patty from his mouth before pulled himself out and stood on the very tip top of the slowly sinking pile.

All around, Plankton looked at the familiar setting of a stomach, like a big room with walls waving like long water balloons, half-full of volatile fluid, adding in the mush of fast food and a few acorns floating like buoys made from oak wood. “Well, isn’t this a fine success?” Plankton spoke sarcastically, clapping slowly to add in the effect. “First I fail to steal the Krabby Patty now I’m being eaten with one. Hooray. Hooray.”

A sudden realization struck Plankton as he observed the way he spoke and the way he clapped his hands so easily. “I can move.” He gasped. “I can breathe! I can move and breathe!” Plankton looked down to his feet and pulled one of his stubby legs up from the mush and sported a smile. “Somehow, this salivated mush is providing me with moisture I need to survive in the air!”

Plankton’s eyebrow narrowed and giggled like an evil genius, rubbing his hands together. “Perfect! Now that I have my strength back, I’ll be able to escape this infernal squirrels belly so I can get back to stealing the secret Krabby Patty Formula!”

Plankton reeled himself back to laugh until the entire stomach interior began to gurgle. The jelly bean-esque villain suddenly stopped laughing and looked around to see the walls begin to activate and the stomach acid begin to boil. “Oh no! The digestion process has already started!” Plankton said as another gurgle rocked the stomach like an earthquake, making small waves in the acid that began to eat away at every morsel in Sandy’s stomach, including the mush.

The acids slowly dissolved the acorn and the mush, leaving behind a pale green vapor that Plankton took an unintentional whiff at and reeled back with disgust. “Oh, Neptune, that’s just putrid!” he whined. “There’s no way I can withstand this kind of digestion!” Plankton’s eye became half open with a big, dimpled smile on his face. “That’s why I came prepared with...”

Plankton reached behind his back and pulled out a bottle twice his size with white liquid sloshing inside. “...Maximum strength laxatives! For easy to go when it’s really hard to go.”

The cyclopean protozoa laughed as he poured in the entire bottle inside the acids. Immediately, a reaction started to kick in as the walls began to tremble, the gurgling began to get a bit sicklier and the acid began to drain away into the sphincter leading into the small intestine. Plankton knew his plan was going to work; he was going to drain the acid away and climb up Sandy’s throat himself.

“That should speed things up,” Plankton said with an evil chortle. “Now to make my escape!”

Plankton bent back and attempted to jump when something caught his other foot, causing him to trip and land face first into the mush with an “OOF!” Plankton raised his head up, his face covered in Krabby Patty remains, eye half open and groaning with slight pain.

“Wha…? What in the name of Neptune?” Plankton looked over to his foot and gasped as he saw his foot tangled up in a knot made of digesting lettuce. “Oh no! My foot’s stuck! I can’t get free!” Plankton’s fear grew exponentially as he looked down and saw a whirlpool forming in the bottom of Sandy’s stomach, quickly sucking everything inside its sphincter. “Oh no! The stomach acid! It’s pulling me into the smaller intestine! No! No, no, no, no, no!”

But it was too late for Plankton to do anything, for he and the last of the Krabby Patty mush were drained from the stomach and into the next part of the digestion process. Plankton’s screams were loud enough to deafen the average-sized fish while they were being muffled by tons of squirrel flesh and the sounds of the stomach’s gurgling.

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Sandy hummed her little tune as she entered her air dome, draining all of the water out first until it was all dry. As the Texan squirrel entered her home, she felt a major disturbance inside her stomach, a sharp pain with fire racing through her entire body at a breakneck speed. Sandy yelped and clutched her stomach, shivering.

“Ooh! I knew there was somethin’ about that flavor that seemed off!” Sandy groaned. “Now I gotta call for a code white, quickly!”

Sandy raced into her treehouse against the pain traveling through her smaller intestine going into her large intestine. She quickly darted up the top floor of her room and into the bathroom, where she quickly undid her suit, grabbed the “Bikini Bottom Enquirer” and made her way to the toilet, slamming the door behind her.

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A FEW MINUTES LATER

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The toilet flushed as Sandy walked through the door, a cloud of green vapors escaping while the squirrel waved the smell away. “Pee-yew! That was the most painful few minutes of my life,” groaned Sandy. “I’ll have to talk to Spongebob later and maybe tell him about my disagreeable lunch.”

Sandy took her pink nose and sniffed the fur on her arm, causing her to wince and draw back with disgust. “Ugh. Looks like I got me a new reason why I need to take a good, long shower and bad.”

Sandy turned on the shower knobs so that warm water poured out of the overhead faucet. “Now to get this stinky thing off,” she said as she reached up to her head and ripped her fur in half, taking it off like she would with her seat and stepped out of her pelt. Sandy scowled at her own pelt before she sniffed it again.

“Boy, that’s rank,” she said as she hung her pelt on a hook nearby, letting it limp over like an empty, furry shell. Sandy applied some shampoo and sang a different melody, not knowing that a tiny intruder limped out of the stinking toilet, his entire body wobbling with traumatized terror and his red pupil shrunk inside of his bloodshot, yellow eye.

“Never again,” he told himself. “I will never hide in another piece of food again.”

A female voice singing brought Plankton from his shattered thoughts and looked up to see a pink creature scrubbing herself in the shower, with her purple bra strapped on tight. Plankton gasped at the sight. “What in Neptune’s ocean is that repulsive thing?”

Sandy continued to scrub and sing while she scrubbed her other armpit happily and hummed. “Nothin’ like a hot shower to make a squirrel feel like an old woman.”

Plankton recognized the same squirrel that swallowed him alive unknowingly. “Sandy Cheeks? But where’s her fur?”

Plankton looked up and over at the wall and spotted Sandy’s hollow pelt hanging on the hook next to her. “Wow!” he said before an idea came to him. “Wait a minute. That’s it! I think I’ve figured out how to get the Krabby Patty formula once and for all!”

Plankton looked around for a way to get up to the hook and steal the pelt without letting the gigantic squirrel know of his presence and quickly calculated a plan in his evil genius brain on how. When Sandy turned around and closed her eyes, humming in complete bliss while she scrubbed herself, Plankton hopped onto the pink, furless toes then focused his amazing jumping skills to catch onto the edge of Sandy’s bikini. Then he used his high jumping to catch the strap of Sandy’s bra, hopping up onto her shoulder next, and finally, aiming his lead at the glass wall.

Plankton bent backwards and took that leap, having perfect timing because Sandy was turning around to scrub herself thoroughly on her armpits again. Time seemed to slow down as Plankton reached out to grab the edge of the wall as his jump made its apex, leading into the fall by the universal law of gravity. Plankton’s arms waved comically to give him a little for hang time for his jump until his hand caught the very edge of the clear wall.

“Gotcha!” Plankton yelped, ending with an evil laugh. The tiny mastermind jumped once more and grabbed Sandy’s pelt by the fur, pulling it down with Sandy Cheeks too deep in her reverie to notice what was going on at the moment. Plankton jumped down onto a nearby stool and ran off towards the open door, dragging the key to his victory behind him and out the front door. Plankton looked back with an evil glee in his eye as he watched the squirrel clean herself with layers of lather.

“Hope you like long showers, squirrel!” Plankton sneered as he pointed his tiny finger at the land mammal. He jumped up to the door and slammed it shut, causing the vibrations to close the latch behind him, locking Sandy inside of her own bathroom. Plankton scuttled off with Sandy’s fur, laughing all the way to the special chamber.

As he approached the metallic door, Plankton looked back at the treehouse and giggled evilly once more as the tune of Sandy Cheeks echoed from all the way out there. “See how you like feeling so small without your precious fur on!”

Plankton burst with evil laughter once more before he jumped to the latch on the door and spun it with his feet, opening the chamber to the outside world before closing it behind him.

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