The Aftertaste Of Plankton

DISCLAIMER: This is an in-universe re-take of Plankton Got Served.
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“What's the point of going on? I'll just be tortured for the rest of my life by that whale!”
For 17 whole days, I had constantly been in a lot of distress, and I couldn't blame myself for it! In these past few days, I had either looked everywhere around the Chum Bucket or refuse to take one step from my chair or bed, in case that monstrous whale was there. I just didn't want to meet the same fate as my ancestors. However, it now became clear that it was too much for me to handle and I couldn't live in this disconsolate state any longer.
It didn't take me a single second to decide what to do next, “That's it! I'm done here! The 4:15 bus should be along any time now.”
I know ending my own life is not the best decision I've ever made, and it wasn't even the best I made recently. But considering the circumstances, what else can I do?
My own wife doesn't take me seriously, I don't have any friends or family remaining, and anyone who appeared to be nice just end up being pointless and only make me hate my life even more than I already do. If this was part of Krabs' plan to defeat me or get revenge after all of these years, he succeeded. Sure, I lost to him a few times while trying to get the secret formula, though he never really won because I usually come back with a new plan. Though, with the fear of being eaten constantly getting in the way, I didn't even think of the formula. Congratulations Eugene, you truly won for once.
I waited, waited, and waited. I never had second thoughts during the time, as I couldn't think of anything else other than just wanting to get this done and over with.
Then, I could see the bus driving towards me, slowly getting closer and closer. Knowing there is no turning back now, I closed my eyes tightly; ready to accept my fate. After what seems like forever with the bus' engine and tires getting louder, which caused an awful ringing sound to form in my ears, everything went quiet and my process of consciousness had stopped.
The next thing I knew, I was somewhere else; I didn't know where I was, but knew I was not in the same place as before. There was nothing but pure darkness, not even a single light source. I obviously did not see anything at all, not even myself, yet I could feel like I'm standing on some kind on rough and hard platform. I didn't even take a single step just to make sure.
Wanting to get answers now, I let out a huge yell. “Where am I? What's going on? I DEMAND an answer!”
Like a response to my question, a light began to shine on me and I could now see what I was standing on; a white pillar that was so tall that it seemed to go on forever into the void below. Then, I could hear a familiar voice from below.
“Hi there, Plankton! It's so good to see you again!”
I looked down into the dark to find out who had the idea to call me. After trying to adjust my vision of my eye for a few seconds, I could make out... My ancestors?! How could they be here if they were dead? Unless, I'm dead myself. That bus really crushed me and my life had actually ended. That could explain the short yet exaggerated amount of pain I was in before I got sent here.
That light, the sight of my long-lost ancestors, and the endless void below gave me a signal on what should I do now, yet I did not want to know where I would even be going if I went through with it. I was really hesitant about everything and I just stood still, refusing to move a centimeter. Before I could think any further, one of my ancestors called out to me yet again.
“Come jump down to us below! We'll finally be together again, and now it will stick like this forever with no hungry whales to bother us!”
Upon hearing the phrase 'hungry whales', I remembered how much emotional distress I was in prior to being run over, but it was then I realized that all of that is just gone. My fear, my paranoia; all ceased into a sense of peace. For the first time in days, I felt safe and relaxed. Now being able to think properly, I thought about what should I even do and realized that there is only one path to take.
I jumped off the pillar and made my way down into the abyss.
I'd rather be at peace in the afterlife with my family than suffer with that whale constantly wanting to hunt me down. I will never learn what the Krabby Patty is made out of, or win over Mr. Krabs, but now I don't care anymore.
Category:Anon's Pasta Corner
Category:Shortpasta
Category:Death
Category:Suicide
Category:SpongeBob