11x14 - Doodle Dimension/Moving Bubble Bass

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- Are you ready, kids?

Aye, aye, Captain!

- I can't hear you.

Aye, aye, Captain!

Spongebob Squarepants!

Spongebob Squarepants!

Spongebob Squarepants!

Spongebob Squarepants! - Ready?

Spongebob Squarepants!

Spongebob Squarepants!

Spongebob Squarepants!

- Spongebob

Squarepants!

- Hey, Sandy.

- Hey, Spongebob. - Check out our new balloon.

- Her name is Squeaky.

- Sorry, guys, I'm working on my new invention.

Y'all better come back tomorrow.

New invention!

- See?

Ooh.

- What is it?

- It's a portal to other worlds.

I built it to explore the universe.

Also for quick trips to Texas to pick up

some of my favorite barbecued nuts.

Yoink!

Dagnabbit!

That ding-dang, nut-stealing arm is back again!

- Pretty nifty, huh?

- Yeah.

Nifty.

Ooh, what's this do?

Vroom, vroom, vroom!

- Hold it, don't touch anything.

I gotta go grab some / inch diodes to finish this weld.

- Patrick, you heard Sandy.

We shouldn't touch this, or this, or this,

or this, or this, or this.

- Definitely don't do this, Spongebob.

Or this.

- And under no circumstances should you ever touch this.

Boink.

Whoa.

Oh, no!

You've activated the vortex!

- Ooh, so swirly.

- Look at all the colors.

- Whatever you do, don't walk into it!

- Can we skip into it?

- Spongebob Squarepants, Patrick Star,

you stop right now!

Now turn around.

Now walk.

Those two ain't no smarter than a circus peanut.

- Wow! - Whoa!

- Goodness.

- Wow.

We've entered a whole new dimension.

Uh, a blank, white, empty one.

- Must be the boring dimension.

Let's go home.

- Maybe there's an exit this way.

Huh, hmm, must've made a wrong turn.

Patrick, there's no escape! There's no escape, Patrick!

I can't take it!

Let me out of here!

Ooh!

Oh, Patrick, watch this!

Boink.

Whoops, sorry!

- Heh, draw some more!

- Nice décor.

- Oh, my house!

Hey!

- Oops, forgot to draw the ground.

I'm starving.

- No problem.

Two patties coming right up!

- Your doodle Patty, sir.

Tastes weird.

- Yeah, they are a little dry.

- I miss real Krabby Patties.

- I miss Mister Krabs.

- I miss Sandy.

- I miss Gary.

I miss Squidward.

- You know who I miss most of all?

Spongebob.

- But Patrick, I'm right here.

- Aww, isn't he cute?

- How do you do?

- Ooh, I'm next on the hug list.

He disappeared!

Oh, why was I cursed with the hug of death?

Why? - He's not gone, Patrick.

He's right there on your tum-tum.

- Get 'em off! Get 'em off me, Spongebob!

- Hold on, Patrick!

- Oh, thanks, buddy.

- You're welcome.

I guess we need to be more careful.

Nice DoodleBob.

Put the pencil down.

- Oh, run!

What are we gonna do, Spongebob?

We'll have to fight doodle with doodle.

Hold it right there.

You're no match for my doodle squad!

att*ck!

- Patrick, run!

- Ooh!

- Patrick, I'm going in.

Cover me.

- I gotcha, buddy!

Whoa!

What? Hey, where'd DoodleBob go?

- Over here. - Yipe!

You let him go, Doodle.

Patrick!

- Don't worry, Patrick!

I'm coming for you!

- Good to know!

- Surrender peacefully, DoodleBob,

or face the wrath of...

Spongebob, Knight of the Square Table.

Charge!

Ha-ha!

- Release my friend before I get really tough!

- I gotcha, I gotcha!

Oof!

- What are we gonna do?

- In here.

- Nah-nah, you missed us!

Now you gotta kiss us!

- Nah-nah... - Patrick.

- What?

- Oh, we'll never get back home.

- We'll never see our balloon Squeaky again.

- Oh, Squeaky.

Squeaky!

Grab on, buddy!

Too slow, DoodleBob!

- Uh, Spongebob.

Here, Patrick.

- Oh, ooh, uh... snip.

- Well, that's the end of DoodleBob.

- But we're still stuck here.

- Oh, yeah.

Too bad Sandy isn't here.

She'd find a way to get us back home.

Wait a minute, Patrick.

Doodle us home, Sandy.

Bleeble blobble blortex!

Yay!

Thanks, Sandy!

- Whoo! - Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

What the...?

- Sandy, we're back.

- I ain't fixed the vortex yet!

How in tarnation did you get back?

- Sandy saved us.

- What?

- Give me back my nuts!

- Snark Chat with Bubble Bass.

- And we're back.

My first guest had dinner with me just last night.

He's a close personal friend of mine.

Please welcome the Krabby Patty.

Great to have you back on the program.

- Great to be here, BB.

- Well, I'm sorry to say it, but last night

you were not quite as delicious as one would hope.

- Oh, don't worry.

I'm sure Mister Krabs will give you a refund.

- Bubble Bass, who are you talking to down there?

- Mother! Please stop trying to undermine

my fantasy talk show!

Mmph.

- You march yourself upstairs this instant!

Take out the garbage, dry the dishes,

and walk the worm!

- Ooh, I don't feel like it!

That tears it, Mother!

I am moving out!

- Moving? Hah!

You can't even do your own laundry!

All I need to do is find two able-bodied idiots.

But where am I to find such stupidity

on such short notice?

- Whoops.

Sorry, Bubble Bass.

- Why, you two able-bodied idiots!

I...

Ooh.

Why, Spongebob and Patrick, my occasional friends.

How would you two like to earn a free lunch?

- Free lunch!

- All righty, we're moving all of my belongings

out of my mother's basement

into my grandmother's basement across town.

Let's start with my lounge.

- Okay, Patrick, up with the loveseat.

My bad back!

I guess you two will have to move everything without me.

So I'll meet you both at this address.

- But don't you have to pack your things

before we can move 'em?

- Ooh, ahh, I guess you'll have to pack my stuff too.

But remember what gastric prizes await your mouths.

- Oh, Patrick...

- Okay, Patrick, let's get p-p-p-packing!

- All right, that's the last of it.

Whew, I hope we didn't leave anything behind.

- Oh, pardon us, ma'am, but could you walk around?

- Walk around?

Hmph, I'm Lady Upturn the rd,

and you want me to walk around?

I'm afraid you just have to

back it up.

- Back it up?

Okay. Back it up, Patrick.

- What'd you say?

Huh?

- Phew, hey, Patrick, from now on,

we gotta be more careful.

Patrick.

- Oh, focus, Patrick, focus!

- Okay.

- That's perfect.

I can walk!

Babies?

Spongebob?

Where are you?

I'm down here.

Shall we, Spongebob?

- We shall, Patrick.

Babies? No!

Whoa!

Hey, this is the address!

We made it, Patrick!

Nice aim, babies!

- Hooray!

Now where's that free lunch?

Focus!

Let's get all this stuff inside the house,

then we can eat.

- Oh, Bubble Bass, special delivery.

Okay, Patrick, push it!

And that's how you do it.

- Uh-oh, Patrick.

Look what we did to Bubble Bass' granny's house.

- This isn't Bubble Bass' grandmother's house.

That is.

This was my house! - Well, that's a relief.

For a minute there, I thought we did something wrong.

- Don't look down, Patrick!

- I turned off my eyes.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- Uh-oh, Patrick, I think I have the...

Hiccups. - Hiccups?

I want some. I'm so hungry!

Here comes another one, Patrick.

- Thanks, buddy. We're almost there.

Just a few more steps, and we'll claim that free lunch.

- Yeah...

- Well, this is a dilly of a pickle.

- Back it up!

Back it up! Back it up!

Oof. Ta-da!

Oof.

- I hope you didn't damage my goods.

- Oh, your goods are all good, Bubble Bass.

And we sure built up an appetite

for that free lunch.

- Oh, yes, about that.

I'm afraid I was waiting for you so long

that I ate them.

If my friend Spongebob doesn't get his free lunch,

things are gonna get crazy!

- That is the meanest thing I ever saw, Bubble Bass.

You, sir, have crossed the line of aquatic decency.

You may think you took a couple of bottom feeders

for a ride today, but I have got a newsflash

for you, slappy.

These bottom feeders wouldn't eat your free lunch

if you paid us.

- I would. - Come, Patrick.

I'll make you a free Krabby Patty

for $ . plus tax.

Well, you pulled it off, Bubble Bass.

And you didn't even have to flick a fin.

Bubble Bass,

why do you think it's funny to pack your mother in a box

and drag her all over town? - Mother?

- We'll just see how you like it.

- I didn't do it! Ow!

Mother, please...

It was Spongebob and Patrick!

I'll dry the dishes, Mommy.

I love you, Mommy.