Life as a Prisoner Remade

Life as a Prisoner Remade is the fourth episode of the first season of Leader Plankton! Remade, and the fourth episode overall.
== Plot ==
SpongeBob becomes a political prisoner.
== Transcript ==
SpongeBob woke up. However, the Conch bell didn’t ring the alarm. It was a cold, metal box that screeched. He’s in prison! And not just the prison where you go to for jacking off in class, no, this is a political prison where threats to the security of the Plankton regime get re-educated. The warden appeared behind the bars. “Welcome, Prisoner 78962, to Bikini Bottom Institution for the Politically Impaired. You should’ve just killed yourself when you got captured and get a one-way ticket to hell, it would’ve been much better. Because unlike hell, I AM IN CHARGE!” the warden screamed. “Do you really think I am scared of you? Dumbass.” SpongeBob rolled his eyes. “YOU LITTLE— You know what, I’ll tell you why I’m so scary. In song!” the warden replied. Ohhhhhh
Who was a founding member of the Plankton Revolutionary Front? Me!
Who ate chum and didn’t die? Me!
Who stole his daddy’s car to participate in the revolution? Me!
Who doesn’t give a shit about fish rights? Me!
Who doesn’t have a wife? Me! Because strong men such as I shall not submit to a woman!
“Actually no, it’s because you’re gay,” SpongeBob replied. “WHAT?! HOW DID YOU FIND OUT?! IF PLANKTON FINDS OUT ABOUT THIS, I—um...SHUT UP! GET OUT OF BED! IT’S TIME FOR SOME HARD LABOR!” the warden roared. “Okay buddy,” SpongeBob smirked. He went to the field to pick some seaweed for Plankton’s royal rest with the other political prisoners. “Hey spongey, what are you in for?” a prisoner asked SpongeBob. “I don’t even know. Bruh, this concept is so stale, I can’t. I...I...I
I want to breathe free, in the wide open sea!
(Tell it!)
Vote free, in the wide open sea!
(Can’t hear you!)''
Fuck free in the wide open sea!
(Oh yes!)
I don’t know if this is PG-13?!
(Who cares?)
The parents reading this.
(I really don’t think parents read this crap)
You can never be completely sure…
(This wiki went through—you know what, I don’t care. I hate filler. Just escape already.)
Okay!
SpongeBob started jumping, jumping, expunging all the water out of his holes to lighten him, and he launched out of the prison.
LATER THAT NIGHT
The warden walked down the hallway. “I hope my coral is long enough. But he’s gonna eat it whether he likes it or not,” the warden said. “Hey, calm down now,” his assistant said. “Calm down after it’s done, bitch! Why the fuck do you think people sign up for this human-rights-violating job?!” the warden retorted. "You mean fish rights?" the warden asked. "Shut the fuck up," he said as he bashed the assistant's head into wall. He went up to SpongeBob’s door. “Hey SpongeBob, IT’S TIME FOR A MIDNIGHT SNACK!”, he screamed, and kicked the door, only to find no one. “Oh, no. He escaped! Call Plankton immediately!”
== Trivia ==
* This is the first fanfiction Squidnerd wrote in 2020. Pathetic, am I right?