The True Bubble Kings

The True Bubble Kings is the twelfth episode of season three, and the fifty-second episode overall of Welcome to Fancyland!. It was written by FireMatch.
==Plot==
SpongeBob and Patrick are invited to the 61st annual Bubble Kings tournament, and Squidward sneaks in to try to throw off their game. 
==Synopsis==
The episode opens with Squidward eating his mac and cheese casserole at the kitchen table.
“Ah, this is luxury,” he says out loud as he continues stuffing his face with the casserole, with some of it spilling on the floor. “Nothing could possibly ruin this lovely day.”
Just then, a small quake occurs, causing the casserole to spill all over Squidward’s lap. He screams and the scene cuts to him taking a shower.
“Stupid quake,” he remarks grumpily as he scrubs his armpits. “I bet it’s those two imbeciles… again.” He sighs, then turns off the shower head.
Squidward walks outside with a robe on and angrily looks outside to see SpongeBob and Patrick sat on the ground, once again playing Bubble Kings.
“I can’t believe it, Pat!” SpongeBob exclaims. “We’re going to the 61st annual Bubble Kings tournament!”
“I can’t even count that high!” Patrick says.
“That is because your IQ is lower than that,” Squidward snidely remarks.
“No it’s not!” Patrick defends himself. “It’s at least seven!”
“Well anyway, there is no way you two are going to become champions. It’s impossible! Just look at you two!”
An extreme close-up of SpongeBob and Patrick drooling is shown.
“You’d have to be crazy!” Squidward says.
“Good thing that’s our middle names,” SpongeBob replies. “Right, Patrick?”
“Left!” Patrick responds.
Squidward slowly facepalms repeatedly and groans as he goes back inside. Just then, however, a lightbulb appears above his head, which he crushes with his fist in frustration.
“I hate suddenly appearing lightbulbs,” he remarks. “I was just going to devise my plan to make sure those two bumbling bumblebees don’t become champions!”
Squidward evilly rubs his hands together and rushes upstairs. Welding sparks are seen, and he comes back downstairs lowering the welding helmet on his head while displaying his new masterpiece.
“Behold!” he exclaims. “A fake royalty crown! Now I’ll be able to get into that tournament without any questions.”
Just then, a bubble cloud appears above Squidward. In it, Squidward tries to enter the tournament with his fake crown on, but gets brutally beaten instead. The cloud dissipates and Squidward groans.
“Oh, I can’t do that,” he says. “They’d notice who’s really in the tournament or not. So that leaves me with one last option…”
Squidward puts on a dark gray cloak and starts laughing evilly. He then swiftly takes it off, regretting his decision.
“On second thought, I could just sneak in instead of terrorizing the place,” he says. “That would be less… terroristic. Heh, terrorism.”
Bubble transition to an exterior shot of a small stadium. Squidward walks up to it and goes to a wall to hide. Two guards come out, and look around to not see Squidward.
Inside the stadium, an announcer on a microphone speaks up.
“Attention, everyone!” he announces. “At last, it is finally time for the 61st annual Bubble Kings tournament, where several potential bubble kings duel it out to see who comes out on top! Well, let's just jump right into it!”
Behind an entrance, SpongeBob and Patrick are giggling alongside everyone else.
“Can you believe it, Patrick?” SpongeBob says. “We might become true Bubble Kings! After all those fun games we played, this is our chance!”
Patrick giggles, and the others shush the two. Squidward is then seen sneaking into the stadium and sees a small hole in the wall to hide in, which he proceeds to do.
“Now, how am I going to throw off their game?” Squidward inquires himself.
Just then, Squidward gets a Grinch-like grin on his face as he gets an idea. Then, the announcer starts a countdown.
“Alright, everyone, settle down,” the announcer says. “Meet all of our contestants!”
The contestants all step out of the entrance and wave at the audience, which cheers.
“We’ve got plenty of old and new faces here today. Let’s welcome them here today!”
The audience cheers once again, making Squidward scoff as he picks up a rock.
“As if,” he says, throwing a rock at SpongeBob, which knocks him over.
“SpongeBob!” Patrick shouts, as he picks him up. “Are you okay?” He shakes SpongeBob. “Speak to me!”
SpongeBob slowly wakes up. “Mmm? Was that a dream?”
“This isn’t a dream, SpongeBob. We’re really at the Bubble Kings tournament!”
“Oh, mhm? Good to know.” SpongeBob falls back asleep, and Patrick shakes him again, to no avail. He lets SpongeBob down to sleep on the floor, defeated.
“Ohhhh, how are we gonna win the tournament now?” Patrick says, worried.
“Every man for himself, dude,” another contestant tells him. “Every man for himself. That’s just survival.”
“I guess you’re right,” Patrick responds. “But my buddy…”
“First up,” the announcer says. “Patrick and Tom!”
Patrick chews his nails as he walks into the arena. Tom appears soon after.
“CHOCOLATE!” Tom screams.
“Why do you always say that?!” Patrick yells back.
“Okay, on the countdown from three, these two contestants will duel it out to see who is the victor of this round,” the announcer says. “Three… two… one…” He blows a medieval horn, which prompts Patrick and Tom to rush at each other.
Patrick headbutts into Tom’s stomach, stunning him as he is pushed back and lies on the ground immobilized. Then, Patrick ground pounds onto Tom’s head, pushing him into the sand. Tom is now dizzy, and absolutely cannot move at all now. The crowd cheers as Patrick bows and backs away as the next two contestants show up to the arena.
“Next up,” the announcer says. “Fred and Scooter!”
Meanwhile, Squidward is snickering in the hole in the wall.
“It’s all going to plan,” Squidward says. “With Patrick probably still distraught of SpongeBob’s injury, he’ll be too distracted to fight!” He laughs, then has an epiphany. “Or not… he just won earlier. Plan B it is, then.”
The crowd cheers as Scooter is named the victor as Fred jumps up and down while grasping onto his leg.
“Hawhawhawhaw, I hurt Fred’s leg!” Scooter says as he exits the arena.
“Next up is SpongeBob and Archie!” the announcer says as Archie heads to the arena, but not SpongeBob, who is still on the ground, out cold. “SpongeBob? Hey, where is SpongeBob?”
“He’s out cold,” an assistant tells him as SpongeBob is carried out on a stretcher. “He can’t play anymore.”
“Drats, and I was looking forward to his performance,” the announcer says. “I guess, um, Archie wins by default.”
Archie grins at the audience, who cheer as he exits the arena. Squidward giggles in the wall, realizing his success.
“I can’t believe I’m doing it!” Squidward says to himself. “I’m such a mastermind!”
Just then, Squidward is tapped on the shoulder by a staff member.
“Hey, no stragglers allowed in the arena,” the staff member says to Squidward.
“I’m not a straggler, I’m a mastermind!”
“Sure you are. Now get out before we bring out security.”
“You’ll have to get me out of here with your cold, dead-”
Cut to Squidward being literally kicked out of the stadium by a security guard. He gets up and rubs his head.
“That smart,” Squidward says, then raises his fist in the stadium’s direction. “I’ll have you know I’ve done wonders for your stupid tournament!”
Squidward grumbles as he walks home, wondering how the tournament will play out.
Bubble transition to Squidward watching TV at home, eating corn chips as he watches the tournament.
“This’ll be a riot,” Squidward laughs.
Meanwhile, at the stadium, Patrick is in the arena, about to fight against someone named Johnny.
“I can do this,” Patrick says. “I can do this…” Patrick then bursts into tears, to Squidward’s enjoyment from his couch.
The round begins as Patrick is beaten up mercilessly by Johnny, who uses his sharp nose to pierce several parts of Patrick’s body. Johnny is quickly declared the winner as Patrick is too emotional to fight back. Patrick sadly trudges out of the arena as the next two contestants emerge.
Patrick looks at his badly injured self and sobs.
“What’s wrong, big guy?” a fellow contestant asks.
“SpongeBob. My best friend. Out cold? For a tournament we’ve waited YEARS to fight in. All wasted!” Patrick tells him.
The contestant puts a hand on his shoulder. “I’m sorry, dude. I know how much it hurts. In fact, I was in a situation just like this. And you know what I did?”
“What?”
“I persevered. I did it… for him. In his honor. And I think you should do the same.”
The cogs in Patrick’s brain start functioning, and Patrick has an epiphany.
“You know what? You’re right.” Patrick stands confidently. “I’ll do it for SpongeBob!”
“That’s the spirit, dude. Just know that I’ll probably beat you anyway.”
“Darn.”
Just then, the announcer speaks up once again.
“And now for Patrick and Wilbur!”
“Who’s Wilbur?” Patrick asks.
“I am,” Wilbur, the guy from just before says as he and Patrick step back into the arena. “Prepare to get cooked.
Patrick gulps as it cuts back to Squidward, who is in a cold sweat from realizing Patrick may win the tournament.
“It’s all coming down to this, folks,” the announcer says. “After several, cruel, grueling rounds from our finest contestants, who will win: Patrick Star, or Wilbur Soot?”
“That name seems familiar but I can’t quite put my finger on it,” Patrick says. Then, the horn sounds as Wilbur instantly puts him in a headlock.
“I’m doing this for my brother,” Wilbur says. “How about you?”
“I’m doing this for my forever best friend,” Patrick says in between breaths. “And our brothership is stronger than yours.”
“That doesn’t even make any sen-”
Wilbur is interrupted by Patrick grabbing him by the shoulders and swinging him around in a circle. Wilbur gets tossed into the wall, creating a large crack in the stadium. The audience gasps.
“Aw man, we just repaired that wall yesterday!” a staff member complains.
Wilbur gets back up and gets frustrated with Patrick.
“I’m doing this for…” Wilbur lunges at Patrick, but misses.
“My best friend,” Patrick says as he grabs Wilbur by the foot and begins smashing him into the ground repeatedly, making clams spin around Wilbur’s head as he becomes dizzy. Eventually, Patrick throws him up in the air, and Wilbur ends up in space. He hits several satellites, causing Squidward’s signal to go out.
“Oh, come on!” Squidward complains. “Now I’ll never know who’s the winner!” He eats a bunch more corn chips.
Wilbur eventually comes crashing into the ground as a fireball, making a giant hole in the arena. The audience erupts in cheers as Patrick is given a golden trophy.
“And the winner is Patrick Star!” the announcer says, putting his arm on Patrick’s shoulder, who grins sheepishly. Everyone cheers again, and it fades to Patrick putting his trophy somewhere in his gigantic pile of stuff.
“There we go,” Patrick says, putting his hands on his hips. “I finally won an award. Can’t even remember the last time I won one.”
A knock is heard on Patrick’s rock, and it’s SpongeBob, wrapped in several bandages all over his body.
“SPONGEBOB!” Patrick says excitedly, and tightly hugs SpongeBob, hurting him.
“Ow, Patrick, get off please!” SpongeBob pleads, to which Patrick obliges. “Did you win?”
“Of course I won, buddy. All for you.” Patrick hands SpongeBob the trophy, to which he declines.
“No thanks, Patrick. You earned it.”
Patrick’s eyes well up with tears, and they shoot tears at SpongeBob, inflating him. Another knock on the door is heard, and Squidward opens up the rock, furious.
Squidward starts grumbling random angry gibberish at the two, to their confusion. SpongeBob and Patrick shrug, and SpongeBob suddenly deflates, shooting water at Squidward, causing him to be launched into space himself, landing on the moon. Squidward turns into an ice block as the episode ends.
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