User blog:BonBooker/WE GOTTA GET SPONGEBOB BACK Fanon - Episode 4 - U wanna fucking go m8?

Previously, on Dragon sucks Balls Z, our "heroes" encountered the thief Char, who threatned to steal their letter regarding Spongebob's disappearence. Now, see what happens ne-

O-oh dear.....

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"Nah fam I'd rather keep this cash dollar ya dig?" said Bon.

"Nah m8 how 'bout you just run off leaving yar wallets" replied Char.

"U wanna fuckin' go m9?"

"I'll fucking destroy you fam"

"I'll hack yo Toontown account"

"I'll hack yo face into little pieces"

"I'll shoot you with my nail gun"

"I'll fucking ra-ACH ME FUCKING LUNG"

Char looked below and saw the knife sticking into his stomach, he stumbled back a bit and saw that Masta stabbed him. He spat out a bit of blood and fell to the ground.

A few moments later a stretcher with Char on it was being loaded into the ambulance. He somehow didn't die from bloodloss as the amublance came. "Alright, so he's probably dead, so now we can focus on this." stated Bon. "Still though, what's a 7 GRAND DAD?" asked Masta.

"Oh, I know young one" said the voice of an old man coming from the shadows. "7 GRAND DAD are 7 Hercuelan Tasks, each led by someone who has been reincarnated for generations. It was used many years ago as a sealing spell, and it's likely it's being used on this Spongebob you speak of, it's all here on this panflet" he said as they handed it to Bon. "Thanks, I guess" he said as they walked off. However, as they were leaving the old man let out a cough and said "Forgetting something?"

Bon turned around, confused. "I-I don't understand" until the old man pulled out a jar that said "Tips". "W-what why? We didn't even ask you for help" said Bon. "C-c'mon man can't you help a brother out?" asked the old man. "I'm not giving you a fucking penny, McDoanld's doesn't give me enough to pay dying old men"

The two continued to bicker until the Old Man screamed in agony and fell onto his back. Blood began oozing out of his stomach.

Masta had stabbed someone again.

"Yeah...he probably isn't going to survive"

As the two looked down on the dying old man, Bon just came out with "Wait, where were we before all this?" As they thought for a bit, Bon said "Ah, now I remember. WE NEED SOME WHEELS"

"Ah, we'll go to either Quaunt or GA, who are 21 in this fic and in real life" claimed Masta. "Alright, away we go!" they said, as they began walking off, leaving the old man too die.



no poll this time because fuck you