Bored Storm

Bored Storm is the tenth episode of season three, and the fiftieth episode overall of Welcome to Fancyland!. It was written by FireMatch. The original episode idea is by .
==Plot==
When a thunderstorm causes a power outage in the house, the boys need to try to survive without technology without going insane. Could they survive? Will they die? Will they play a board game?
==Synopsis==
The episode begins with an open shot of Squidward’s house, which is hit with a streak of lighting. The same shot is shown with SpongeBob and Patrick’s houses, both also struck by lightning. Cut to Squidward looking out his window, disappointed.
“Oh… there goes my lazy Sunday…” Squidward groans. He looks at one of his robot assistants and sighs. “I forgot to charge their batteries last night so all I've got left is the charge they still have. Which isn't much.”
Just then, one of his robots die.
“Oh… great. Now nobody can make drinks for me.” Squidward pouts. “I'm bored already.”
Cut to SpongeBob’s house, where he is woken up by the sudden strike.
“Huh? What?” SpongeBob says, wide away. Gary meows at him.
“Oh sorry,” SpongeBob apologizes. “That was quite the storm,“ he laughs as the scene cuts to Patrick.
Patrick snores, and falls off his sand bed without waking up. As the power goes out, his lamp falls onto his head, hitting him and waking him up.
“Huh?” Patrick says, getting up. “Who’s there?! Burglar? Burger? Please be the second one…”
Patrick shivers as he looks around with a flashlight, seeing nothing in sight.
“Well I guess it was nothing,” he says as he opens the fridge, noticing that the fridge light doesn’t work anymore. “Fridgy? Fridgy?”
Patrick starts shaking the fridge. “FRIDGY?! DID THEY KILL YOU?”
Patrick hyperventilates as he starts rapidly opening and closing the fridge, the fridge light still not coming on. He then sobs.
“Why must Neptune forsaken me?!” Patrick growls. “Fine! I’m going over to SpongeBob’s house, he has a GREAT fridge!” He points to Fridgy. “Good for nothing scoundrel. Hmmph!”
Patrick storms out of his rock, and knocks on SpongeBob’s door, who answers.
“Yellow? That’s me!” SpongeBob laughs, then gestures inside. “Come in, the power’s out.”
“Oh. So Fridgy isn’t dead,” Patrick realizes. “Good to know.”
Patrick goes inside with SpongeBob, and they both look around the now completely dark house.
“It’s pretty dark in here, isn’t it, Patrick?” SpongeBob says.
“Darker than my thoughts…” Patrick says ominously.
“Oh.” SpongeBob is silent for a moment. “Well anyway, would you like to have some hot chocolate?”
“Oh boy, chocolate!” Patrick exclaims as SpongeBob goes into the kitchen to make some hot chocolate.
“Y’know, this isn’t the first time I’ve had to deal with a power outage such as this,” SpongeBob says while making hot chocolate. “I’m surprised Squidward hasn’t joined us again.”
Meanwhile, Squidward is sulking on the couch.
”Power’s out, fun’s out,” he says. “No TV, no phone time, no robots, no nothing! Unless…”
Squidward is thinking. Then, he gets an idea.
“I have an idea! There’s so many things I can still do without power, such as…”
Squidward gets up to go outside and water his flowers, but sees that the storm has soaked them.
“Oh…” Squidward sags disappointedly onto the ground and crawls back inside. Just then, however, he hears a voice coming from the garden.
“Come, Squidward…” the voice says.
Squidward approaches the garden again, curious. He looks around for the source of the voice but is empty-handed. However, a hand pulls him inside a hole in the dirt. The hand is revealed to be that of a worm, which sets Squidward on the floor of a giant dirt room. Squidward looks around to see a bunch of construction worker worms building a mansion.
“Wh-where am I?” Squidward asks. “Why did you take me here?”
“Oh, believe me, you are in deep trouble, Mr. Squidward,” the worm says. He pulls out a deed to the mansion. “According to this deed, we have the right to build our mansion right here. However, due to your ‘garden antics’, that has been impeded.”
“I-what?! This is my property, not yours!” Squidward retorts.
“On the contrary,” the worm says. “You do not, in fact, own the right to this land.”
“And where’s your proof?” Squidward asks.
“We don’t need any,” the worm says. “We just know. Besides, we own it now, so…” The worm blows a raspberry.
A bull worm glares at Squidward, who gulps. Meanwhile, SpongeBob and Patrick are sitting on the sofa in front of the blank TV, sipping hot chocolate.
“This is very good chocolate, SpongeBob,” Patrick says.
“Why, thank you,” SpongeBob says. “I made it myself.”
“You should, like, work at a food place or something.” SpongeBob just stares at him. Patrick stares back at him. “Why are you staring at me like that? I was the one staring at you.”
“I’m bored, SpongeBob. We need to do something besides imagine a TV show in our minds and drink chocolate.”
“You’re right, Patrick.” SpongeBob gets up and comes back with some board games and sets them down on the floor. “So which should we play, huh? Eels and Escalators, that game you made several years ago, or even the Three Deadly Challenges!”
“The Three Deadly Challenges sounds deadly,” Patrick says. “Let’s play… Pretzel Pals!”
“Pretzel Pals! We haven’t played that one in ages.” SpongeBob sets up the game. “Okay, time to spin the spinner… thingy.”
SpongeBob sets up the spinner as Patrick giggles.
“What’s so funny, Patrick?” SpongeBob asks.
“Oh, nothing. Just that your kitchen is on fire,” Patrick responds, pointing to the now on fire kitchen.
“HOLY HALIBUT!” SpongeBob yells. “Looks like our hot chocolate isn’t the only thing that’s hot right now.”
SpongeBob runs around in circles while the flames continue to spread. Cut back to Squidward, who is in a jail cell in the dirt room.
“I’m getting my lawyer!” Squidward shouts as the other worms ignore him.
“Oh, please,” the worm says, reading a newspaper. “You can’t get one from here.”
Squidward pulls out his phone from his pocket. “Bet.”
Squidward dials his lawyer, because he apparently has one now. “Yeah, is this Bobby Gaylor? Hi, it’s me, Squidward. I need some help over here. Mhm. Yep. Okay, bye.” Squidward hangs up.
“Pfft,” the worm says. “You really think you’ll get him to show up just like that-?”
Just then, Bobby Gaylor appears out of nowhere next to Squidward in his cell.
“Why are you in a jail cell?” Bobby asks.
“Can you please get me out of here?” Squidward pleads.
“Not until I figure out what is going on here.” Bobby looks around, and meets eyes with the main worm. “Worms. This is surely a predicament.”
The worm pulls out the deed, and Bobby takes a look at it.
“Hmm… it looks legit to me,” Bobby says.
“Oh, come on!” Squidward shouts. “This is MY garden!”
“Hmm… well, there’s only one way to settle this,” Bobby says. “FIGHT!”
“Huh? What?!” Squidward looks around and notices that his cell is open. He tries to make a run for it, but the worm pins him to the ground.
Cut back to SpongeBob’s house, where SpongeBob frantically searches his house for a fire extinguisher.
“You don’t know where it is?” Patrick asks.
“Of course I don’t know where it is, Patrick!” SpongeBob yells. “Does anyone actually remember where they put their fire extinguisher?”
Cutaway to a firefighter hearing the conversation somehow, and shakes his head.
SpongeBob continues to run from room to room, rummaging through his things to find a fire extinguisher. Patrick, meanwhile, nonchalantly stands around, whistling.
“Patrick, why aren’t you helping?!” SpongeBob shouts. “This is a life-or-death situation!”
Just then, the sprinkler system in the kitchen goes off. SpongeBob and Patrick sigh of relief.
“Phew, for a second there I thought we were toast!” SpongeBob says. “Just like my toaster-”
SpongeBob notices that his toaster now has sparks coming out of it, and it suddenly grows legs and comes to life. SpongeBob gulps, and Patrick shivers behind him.
“Don’t let the giant toaster get me, SpongeBob!” Patrick says.
“Don’t worry, Patrick, I won’t.”
Meanwhile, Squidward is still pinned to the ground, struggling to get out of the worm’s hold.
“You won’t keep me captive at my own home forever!” Squidward yells.
“Well, YOU won’t keep me captive at MY own home forever!” the worm yells back.
Squidward growls, and bites the head of the worm off. The worm is unaffected, however.
“Ha-ha! You can’t cut a worm apart! You just can’t!” It taunts.
Squidward holds a bottle of pesticide in one of his tentacles. “Nope, but I can chemical you apart!”
“That doesn’t even make sense-”
Squidward pours the chemical over the worm, instantly killing it. However, he gets a bit in his mouth as he laughs, and the scene cuts to him at a hospital.
“You’re a lucky lucky lucky lucky lucky luck boy,” the doctor says. “You’ve got to be more careful with that stuff. It can kill you.”
“Yes, doc,” Squidward answers.
A time card shows up that says “Three days later”, which is read out loud by the French Narrator.
Three days later, well past the storm, Squidward walks into his house and shuts the door. In SpongeBob’s house, the toaster is now the ruler of the pineapple, with xem having SpongeBob and Patrick on leashes. Xe commands them to make xem a hot chocolate. SpongeBob tries to make hot coffee, but he slips on a puddle and splashes the hot chocolate in xyr face. The toaster, enraged, picks up SpongeBob and Patrick, and tosses them into a coffee pot. Then, xe mixes them into a fine powder, uses them to make coffee, and drinks them.
Cut to Squidward watering the flowers in his garden, with no interruptions underground. He sniffs, then sighs.
“It’s a wonderful ending, isn’t it?” Squidward says. “These flowers have taken days to grow!”
Pan over to an outside view of SpongeBob’s house jumping all over the place as screaming is heard. The episode ends.
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