"🎵Hoooooooooooooooooooooh hooooooooooooooohhhh....🎵"

........Meanwhile in an undersea town known as Bikini Bottom...

"Ahhhh...." Squidward yawned, slowly sitting up from bed. "Oh, brother. Once again, time for another miserable day at the Krusty Krab... But no worries, squiddy, ol' boy. Soon, you'll be back home in time for clarinet practice..." Suddenly, he began to hear multiple breathing sounds.

"I know that's you, SpongeBob and Patrick!" Squidward snapped. "Would you two get out from under my bed?!" SpongeBob and Patrick got out from under his bed wearing red, white, and blue clothing. "WHAT are you wearing??" Squidward asked, confused and annoyed.

"Happy 4th of July, Squidward!!" SpongeBob said cheerfully. "Are you ready for the most exciting day at work today??"

"SpongeBob, it's September 3rd!" Squidward snapped. "It's not even remotely CLOSE to the 4th of July!"

"But, Patrick showed me his calendar and it says that it's July 4th." SpongeBob said, as Patrick showed Squidward his calendar. Squidward snatched the calendar and looked through it rapidly.

"Patrick, why does every page say July with the 4th circled??" Squidward asked. "This is a defective calendar!"

"Uhhhhhhhh..." Patrick said. "....................It varies?"

"OUT!!" Squidward screamed, as SpongeBob and Patrick dashed out of his house.

"You should really get a different calendar, Pat." SpongeBob said, walking to his pineapple house with Patrick. "It's probably too confusing to you."

"What is?" Patrick asked. "Oh, by the way, SpongeBob. You wanna go jellyfishing with me?"

"Can't, Patrick." SpongeBob said, putting on his hat. "I gotta go to work. But, we can go jellyfishing tomorrow."

"Darn." Patrick said, walking away. SpongeBob walked into his house, passed Gary eating his breakfast, and changed into his normal clothes.

"Oops, I forgot to set my alarm on my clock." SpongeBob said. He turned around to set his alarm, but his alarm clock was gone. "Hey, where's my clock??" SpongeBob said. "That's weird."

"Meow." Gary meowed, as he appeared without his shell.

"Oh, my gosh, you're naked, Gary!" SpongeBob asked. "Where's your shell???"

"AAAAHHH!!" Squidward yelled from his house. Concerned, SpongeBob ran out the door and into Squidward's house. "My clarinet has been stolen!" Squidward cried.

"Ahhhhh!!" Patrick yelled from his house. "My cuff links! They're gone!"

"My stuff is gone and so are your's and Patricks??" SpongeBob asked. "Is there a thief on the loose??"

Later...

"My books are missing!" A fish cried, as SpongeBob made his way to work.

"Ah! My leg!" Another fish cried. "Where is it???!!"

It looks like everyone has something stolen! SpongeBob thought. It just doesn't add up. He walked into the Krusty Krab and saw that it was empty. "Mr. Krabs, I'm here!" He called out. "Mr. Krabs? Mr. Kraaaaaaabs?!"

"Will you keep it down, SpongeBob?!" A girl's voice cried. "I'm trying to work here!"

Pearl??? SpongeBob thought. He ran into the kitchen and saw Mr. Krabs' whale daughter, Pearl, flipping patties while wearing a Krusty Krab hat. "Pearl, what are you doing in here??" SpongeBob asked.

"Oh, nothing, SpongeBob." Pearl said sarcastically. "I'm just flipping patties, keeping this place open, AND running a family business, that's all!"

"Where's Mr. Krabs?" SpongeBob asked.

"I don't know." Pearl said. "He wasn't home when I got up to get my allowance. I looked everywhere for him, even that gross ditch behind the dumpster."

"That's really weird." SpongeBob said. "Where the fuck could they be???"

"Didn't Daddy tell you not to say number 11?" Pearl pointed out.

Meanwhile back on the surface...

Thomas and the South Park kids rode a taxi to the beach which was totally empty. Thomas paid the driver and he and the kids exited the taxi and made their way to the beach.

"Mgghh mmrf mmmph!" Kenny muttered.

"Yeah, I hate getting sand in my shoes too, Kenny..." Kyle sighed. "But, it's an unfortunate part of life..."

"Indeed, it is, kiddo." Thomas sighed. "You guys ready? Cause this is gonna be one hell of a trip. Oh, wait. I almost forgot." He pulled out his special blue pills Sheila gave him for the undersea trip. "We gotta take these before we get in the water."

"Shouldn't we be wearing swimsuits?" Eric asked.

"Nah, Sheila said these'll make our clothes waterproof." Thomas said, handing everyone blue pills. "She also said this will shrink us. So, bottoms up, kids." He and the kids swallowed the pills and drank bottles of water. Then, they started to tremble.

"Whoooooooooa!" Eric exclaimed. "WAH!!" They all suddenly shrank down to the size of a tennis ball. Or smaller.

"Jesus Christ, we're pipsqueaks!" Eric cried. "And look at how puny Kyle is! I didn't know Jews were capable of shrinking!"

"And, I didn't know fatass cunt lickers were capable of sucking donkey cocks and performing intercourse on their fucking fatasses." Kyle said vulgarly. "You should really-"

"Jesus, you guys, even I don't say words like that!" Thomas cried. "Actually, I think I did. But, you're kids! You shouldn't be- Ah, nevermind... Come on, let's get to the ocean." They suddenly ran at super speed and then stopped themselves.

"What the hell was that???" Stan cried. "We just ran at a sonic level speed! How the fuck did we do that???"

"Oh, yeah, Sheila told me the pills also gave us super speed and it will last us until we get to Antrum Island." Thomas said. "Come on, let's hurry up and get to Bikini fuckin' Bottom."

"Okay, but I'm not holding hands with Jewish boy." Eric said.

"No one said you had to hold hands with me, you fucking fatty cakes??!" Kyle snapped.

"Let's go!" Thomas snapped. He and the kids sped into the ocean walking on the sandy grounds instead of floating in the water. The continued running for several hours until they were at the VERY bottom of the sea. Then, they stopped to catch their breaths.

"Okay..." Thomas gasped. "We can rest here for a little bit."

"Oh, fuck me, I'm thirsty!" Eric gasped. "I think I'll get some water." He sucked in some water from the sea and swallowed it down.

"Eww! That's motherfucking GROSS, Cartman!" Kyle shouted in disgust. Eric flipped him off.

"Can you two knock it off and let me concentrate??" Stan snapped, holding a small radar device. "According to my sea radar, Bikini Bottom should be one more hour away."

"Where did you get that?" Thomas asked.

"Oh, my Dad gets stuff like this for free. He used to be a college professor." Stan said. Everyone just stared at him like they didn't know what he was talking about. "My Dad's retarded, but he's not that retarded, okay?" Stan said in annoyance. "Come on, let's just keep walking so we can end this..."

Back at Bikini Bottom...

SpongeBob walked around town using a metal detector to search for Mr. Krabs. He looked and he looked but found nothing. Where IS he? He asked himself. Shit, I can't find him anywhere! Where is Mr. Krabs??!

"Has anyone seen my fucking cuff links??" Patrick called out, walking behind SpongeBob. "Anyone seen my fucking goddamn cuff links?!? Shit, I can't find them anywhere!"

"Patrick, Mr. Krabs said not to say numbers 1 through 13, remember?" SpongeBob said. "Even though I just said number 11... Did you find any clues to your missing cuff links?"

"Any what?" Patrick said.

"Nevermind, I need to find Mr. Krabs and everyone's missing sh- stuff!" SpongeBob cried.

"Oh, they're safe, my dear boy." A wicked hoarse voice said. "But, where they are, you don't wanna go there." SpongeBob looked around in concern.

"Who said that??" SpongeBob cried. Suddenly, he ran into an elderly fish man with a sailor outfit and eyepatch.

"Your boss was taken by mermaids, boy." The fish man said. "Taken along with everything you cherish to your hearts content."

"Where were they taken to?" SpongeBob asked. "They were taken to the cursed Antrum Island... An island above the sea that sunk long ago...."

"Pretty sure no one wants to go to an island that swears." Patrick said stupidly.

"You should wish all the island does is curse, boy." The fish man said, pulling up his eyepatch. "That island was home to one of the most sinister videos ever created. To go there would mean death for all of you. Heh heh, heh, heh, HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAAAAA!!" The fish man suddenly disappeared.

"Mr. Krabs has been kidnapped and taken to an evil island?!??!" SpongeBob cried in horror. "Oh-hoh! This can't get any worse!"

"🎶 Hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhh...🎵"

The ground began to tremble. "The ground's hungry." Patrick said with a dumb smile.

"I don't think the ground is any hungrier than the sky, Patrick." SpongeBob cried. "Look!" The ocean sky began to open up.

Meanwhile during the quake...

"Guys?!" Kyle cried, as the undersea ground shook. "What the hell is going on?!"

"I'm pretty sure that's not supposed to happen!" Stan cried, as the ocean sky opened up from above.

"Oh, we're fucked." Thomas cried. Then suddenly, they rose from the ground.

"What the hell is going on?!" Eric cried. "We're not supposed to be floating!"

"We're being sucked into the sky!" Thomas cried. "Aaaaaaaaahhh!!"

Back at Bikini Bottom, SpongeBob and Patrick rose from the grounds as well.

"What's happening?!" Patrick yelled. "Are we going to heaven??"

"No, we're being sucked into the fucking sky!" SpongeBob cried in fear. "Aaaaaaaahhh!!" Soon, he, Patrick, Thomas, and the South Park kids got sucked into the hole in the sky and the hole quickly closed. The elderly eyepatch fish man looked up at the sky.

"Good luck, Thomas." He said. "Find those reels and burn them. END Satan's wrath. SAVE the WORLD! Before Saddam gets to them first..."