The Krabby Race

By Dylan Clark

“Look at that, Karen.  There’s a race for a real Krabby patty,” said Plankton hopefully, “If I won that race, I could make the ‘Chum Bucket Great

            “I don’t think you could win anything, especially not a race,” said Karen doubtfully.

            “Thanks for the support computer wife that I made,” Plankton yelled, “if it weren’t for me you wouldn’t be alive.”

            “That would make me happy,” said Karen as she rolled away.

            “I don’t need her.  I could definitely win this race.”

            “Hey Patrick, have you heard about the race for a free Krabby patty,” asked SpongeBob.

            “Of course SpongeBob, I’ve already signed up,” said Patrick

(Mr.Krabs comes running over)

            “Mr. Krabs why did you enter your own race,” asked Spongebob

            “If I win I will get the Krabby patty, and then I can sell it for double the price of a normal one to make more money,” said Mr. Krabs.

            “You are the cheapest man I know Mr. Krabs,” said SpongeBob.

            “Yes I am,” said Mr. Krabs, proud of SpongeBob’s statement.

            “Yes, I’ve finally completed my invention,–the ‘light speed shoes,’” said Plankton.  “With these I’ll win the race for sure.”

            “I wouldn’t get too cocky,” said Karen, “They have to warm up before you start going light speed.”