Everyone went about their day and (Y/N) continued to the Krusty Krab where Stephen was at his post holding up (Y/N)'s spatula.

"I can't wait for another fine day at the finest eating establishment ever established... for eating," (Y/N) said taking her spatula.

"And here I thought it was a third-rate grease pot..." Stephen said.

"The finest third-rate grease pot," (Y/N) told him poking him with her spatula before tucking it under her arm, "where I am proud to be Fry Cook of the month."

"You're the only Fry Cook!" Stephen told her walking out from the register, "well, I, for one, have my sights set far beyond this place. I've been developing a one-man show starring an as-yet-undiscovered young, handsome... and very magical talent. I call it..."

Someone came in carrying a giant Playgill saying, "Sorcerer Special the Musical!" Then left.

"My mother..." he sent a flying kiss to the skies, "she always said I belonged on the stage," he raised his arms like a showman and did a torso bend.

"You'd make a great tree," Tony told him, "now look sharp boy, lass, my precious teenage daughter is here. Morgan!"

A teenage Morgan walked in, "soak it in, my darling daughter. One day, all this'll be yours. As soon as you graduate high school, I'll start you as manager."

"But Daaaaad! I have my own dreams," Morgan told him.

"Like what? Listening to that boyband fourteen hours a day?"

"They're called the Electric Skates," Morgan twirled and stepped out of the way and (Y/N) jumped in front of Tony

"Uh, Mr. Stark? If she doesn't what to be manager, I know someone who would be great for the job."

"You? A Fry Cook is all you'll ever be. You're just a simple girl. And yet, you don't seem to absorb very much."

Tony laughed before Stephen and a few customers joined in. The scene stopped with (Y/N) in the middle unfrozen.

'Why can't they see? I wore my good shoes and I've got my best on; maybe it's me, am I just a simple girl you can't rely on?' she asked putting her spatula on Stephen's finger that was pointing at (Y/N), 'All I want is someone to notice who I am? Do you have to make me say it out loud? Come on, Mr. Stark, this is more than just a job, let me show you, let me make you proud! I've been waiting patiently to be the girl I'm meant to be! Won't anyone believe in me?' The ground shook but soon stopped, 'Eeeeee —' the ground shook again, 'Eeeee —'

The ground shook one last time but a lot more violent and everyone tried to keep themselves upright but some fell. 

"Um..." Stephen composed himself and raised a hand, "Is that something we should worry about?"

(Y/N) stood up, "Nah."

Everyone else composed themselves and stood up properly. The TV played the breaking news music and J. Jonah Jameson walked in.

"Breaking news! That is something we should worry about! After today's second, unexplained tremor, smoke has been sighted at the top of Mount Humongous..." everyone turned to the mountain, "the long-slumbering volcano of dooooom! Impending disaster: a special bulletin. We've just learned the Bikini Bottom is under threat from a terrifying volcano doom; and now, a live statement from the mayor of our town."

Everyone turned to Ross, "ladies and gentlemen if this mountain erupts, orange rivers of steaming lava will obliterate all we know and love!" Everyone muttered in fear, "don't worry, your government has everything under control. I'm starting an initiative to assemble a committee to identify a strategy to evaluate the situation. In the meantime, all citizens must report home and remain indoors. The threat level is now Code Orange."

Everyone scrambled away in fear except for (Y/N) and Stephen who scrambled about before facing each other.

"I don't understand why everyone is so worried. Sure, that volcano might destroy everything. But on the other hand, it might... not," (Y/N) said trying to stay positive.

"When are you gonna learn, (Y/N)? The world is a horrible place filled with fear, suffering, and despair," (Y/N) went to say something but Stephen interrupted her and proceeded to count with his fingers, "also dashed hopes, shattered dreams, broken promises, and abject misery."

"But it's our horrible place..." (Y/N) said taking Stephen's hand, "with the best abject misery there is," she swung their hands back and forth.

Stephen was disgusted that the two were holding hands. He made a sound of disgust and walked away.

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"They'll see, everything is under control. Right?" (Y/N) asked J. Jonah Jameson.

J. Jonah Jameson smoothed out his hair and walked towards (Y/N), 'no fish knows the future, not a single shark or soul; it's all deranged, no control...'

(Y/N) took his microphone, "don't you think you're being a little negative?"

'The town is under curfew, the fish-police are on patrol; it's all deranged, no control...'

'No control!'

Let's go to Stephen inside his home, 'stuck here at home, but I'm not upset! An evening alone with my clarinet!' He tried to play his clarinet but made a horrible noise.

Now let's go to Thor's house, 'this could take a while, so I should relax, but the stores are all closed and I'm-'

'Out of snacks! No control!'

(Y/N) casually walked into Nat's tree dome like there was no disaster going on.

"(Y/N), what are you doing out of your Pineapple?" Nat asked, "everyone's supposed to be inside!"

"It's going to be fine Nat. Ross said he'll handle it. And everyone knows, you can always trust the government," (Y/N) tried to walk away but nat stopped her.

"Well... I've got news hot off the griddle," Nat opened her calculations and (Y/N) held one end, "I did some calculations, and that volcano is gonna erupt, as sure as a rhinestone cowboy at a disco rodeo. I figured out when too. It's gonna happen at sundown... tomorrow!" Nat dropped all the papers on (Y/N)'s foot.

"Okay, Nat, but I don't think-"

"I'm as serious as a guacamole shortage at a taco party!" A projector screen was wheeled in with multiple slides of calculations, "I determined the timeline through analysis of... seismic activity, gas emissions, geomagnetic and gravimetric changes. Over the next 36 hours... tremors will increase and boulders will fall, eventually leading to a cataclysmic eruption which will completely destroy Bikini Bottom! The end... is nigh!"

"The end... end?" Nat nodded.

'The science is clear, I'm afraid it's true; the end's really here, there's nothing we can do... and if I read these numbers right, our time is up tomorrow night!'

"Tomorrow...?"

'Tomorrow night!'

"No! No control!' (Y/N) said slowly doing the splits.

'The end is coming.'

'I can't believe I've no control!'

'The end is coming!'

'It's all deranged.'

'Coming! The end is coming!'

'Deranged! Deranged!'

Everyone screamed before letting the clock tick before screaming again. (Y/N) ran to Thor's house.