Time for a Spongebob superhero fanfic. This time, Spongebob's friends will become superheroes too. Their mission is to rescue Bikini Bottom from Plankton. And yes, I'm making a multi-part fanfic this time.

There will be OCs...because I feel that original characters are what makes Spongebob fanfics interesting. You're perfectly welcome to use the canon ones though.

And yes, Wendy will be in this fanfic. Because you seem to like her.

Chapter 1: Plankton's Escape

As usual, it was sunny in Bikini Bottom.

It reflected the mood of a certain sponge who lived in a pineapple under the sea. He never seemed to have a frown on his face...unlike Squidward Tentacles.

"Life sure is going well for us, huh, Gary?" asked Spongebob.

Gary nodded. He had hooked up with Snellie, though he had wondered how she had come into the possession of Sandy Cheeks.

Likewise, Spongebob was now the manager of Krusty Krab 2.

However, he took time off to visit Plankton. He was locked away for being a madman.

Well, hopefully he would regain his sanity soon. The Chum Bucket was a pigsty at this point. He wondered how Karen was doing without him.

Strangely enough, life seemed to be going well for Squidward as well. He had adopted a worm recently. She had taken a bite out of Spongebob's pants.

Well, at least they weren't his lucky pants.

Now that Squidward had companionship, he was less mopey than usual.

Perhaps that what was he needed.

Mrs. Puff's life was going well too.

Why? Because Spongebob had finally passed his boating exam.

How? Because Mr. Krabs said he would give him a Krabby Patty if he passed.

It worked surprisingly well.

Finally Mrs. Puff was at peace.

Though she wondered what other students she would have this year. Sometimes she even got residents from Rock Bottom. They creeped her out.

On the subject of Mr. Krabs, he was making lots of money. But that surprised nobody.

He was absolutely delighted.

In fact, he was dancing.

"I'm rich! Rich, I tell you!" exclaimed the crab.

And the best part of it was, he never had to worry about Plankton ever again. No longer would he scheme to take over Bikini Bottom, no more would he try to drive him out of business...

...or so he thought.

Meanwhile at the asylum...

Plankton wondered how things had gone downhill for him.

He had managed to sell Neptune's crown for a hefty sum, frame Mr. Krabs for the crime, and steal the Krabby Patty secret formula.

Why hadn't he used Plan Z before? It would have saved him a lot of humiliation.

And he would probably be stepped on a lot less.

Not only that, but he even managed to take over Bikini Bottom.

But unfortunately, the assassin he hired to kill Spongebob and Patrick didn't do the job. It seemed they were tougher than he thought.

He wasn't sure how they managed to survive Shell City, but they retrieved the crown and prevented the execution. And for some strange reason they met David Hasselhoff. He wasn't sure whether Pearl had fainted knowing it was the day of her father's execution or seeing him shirtless.

Not only that, but it seemed that Spongebob had found the weakness of his evil mind control helmets. They operated on sound.

When his scheme failed, he was sent straight to the loony bin.

Although, at least Neptune didn't kill him for the theft. Seemed he was too small for the trident to blast him efficiently.

However, he had seen him bald, which nearly blinded him.

Now he was stuck watching Mr. Krabs grow even more successful than he already was. How he envied that red crustacean.

It just wasn't fair.

In other news, Dennis had retired from being an assassin. Now he was the boss of the Thug Tug.

On the lighter side of things, he had plenty of time to plot his revenge. The only question was how he was going to go about it.

First things first, he needed to find a way to escape.

As he sat in his tiny padded cell, he began to ponder.

What evil scheme should he come up with? And how would he break out?

Suddenly, he noticed something interesting.

It seemed there was a small crack in one of the walls.

Two of the guards were surprised at the occurrence.

"How did that get there?" asked one of the guards.

"It's probably nothing." answered another one of the guards.

Plankton began to smirk.

All of a sudden, he had an idea.

Meanwhile...

Now that Spongebob was a manager, Patrick was doing his former job, flipping Krabby Patties.

He was doing fairly well, though he burnt his hands a few times.

Although, it was kind of hard restraining himself from eating the patties that were meant for the customers.

Maybe when he was done with his shift he could visit the Krusty Krab 2.

While the Krabby Patties tasted the same, he preferred eating at the restaurant that was personally managed by Spongebob.

It was pretty successful.

Perhaps it was because Spongebob treated his employees better than Mr. Krabs did.

They were Sandy and Larry the Lobster.

Seeing Spongebob make so much money pleased Patrick very much.

Perhaps if Mr. Krabs decided to open a Krusty Krab 3, he could be the manager.

The idea made him feel happy.

Well, he decided to visit his pet rock.

It seemed both his neighbors had pets now.

Good thing he wasn't left out.

"I wonder what's on TV?" asked Patrick.

As it turned out, it was Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy.

"Oh boy!" cheered the starfish.

They were fighting the Man-Ray.

Of course, Mermaid Man showed him who the bigger man was.

Then they faced the Dirty Bubble.

Barnacle Boy sure burst his bubble.

"This show never gets old! I sure wish I could say the same about Spongebob's show..." noted Patrick.

At least he let him star with him...pun intended. Besides, now they had two movies. In his opinion, that was better than one.

He went to the pantry to get some popcorn.

Elsewhere...

Pearl was happy at her father's success. Business was booming at the Krusty Krab.

Or should she say...Krusty Krabs?

Although, something terrible had happened following the grand opening of the Krusty Krab 2.

Her father had been framed for theft. Of King Neptune's crown.

She had flipped when she discovered that King Neptune planned to execute him.

Though to be honest, she could understand why he had thought he had stolen the crown. But she never doubted her father's innocence.

Besides, why would her father sell the crown at Shell City when he could sell it to Bass Vegas? It was a lot closer and could earn him a boatload of money.

Though her father was greedy, he at least seemed to love her more than he loved money.

Personally she thought the starfish working at the Krusty Krab was cute.

What was his name again?

Oh wait, his name was Patrick.

Patrick Star.

Perhaps she should read his nametag to help her remember.

On the other hand, she wondered why Krabs had Squidward as an employee.

He didn't seem to like his job.

Though he did seem happier recently.

Well, as long as Mr. Krabs was still in business, she was content.

Though personally she preferred hot boys over money.

Maybe David Hasselhoff would return to Bikini Bottom someday.

Meanwhile...

In her treedome, Sandy had made another invention.

"These super serums sure are nifty." noted Sandy.

She hoped to use them in an emergency.

Of course, she wasn't exactly sure what that emergency would be.

Things had been pretty peaceful in Bikini Bottom ever since Spongebob had recovered Neptune's crown.

But she figured that she shouldn't take peace for granted.

She got the feeling that something bad was going to happen soon.

Sandy wasn't sure what.

But she decided to trust her instinct.

There were enough for eight people.

Or animals. Though she wondered if giving them to animals was a good idea.

Well, they were there if somebody needed them.

Perhaps somebody would.

She left to go jellyfish hunting.

Fortunately, her suit protected her from the stings.

At the institution...

Plankton squeezed through the crack.

Perhaps being small had its perks.

However, he discovered that a guard was approaching.

It would be best if he weren't discovered.

So, he put on a pair of joke glasses.

"There we go." said Plankton.

He promptly left the asylum.

"Good day to you, sir." spoke the disguised inmate.

"Good day." greeted the guard, not suspecting a thing.

Plankton left with a wide smile on his face.

He was free!

Now he could plot the conquest of Bikini Bottom once again.

For now, he would head back to the Chum Bucket.

He had been away from home for some time.

Meanwhile...

"Why do I feel a chill going down me spine?" asked Mr. Krabs.

It was a creepy feeling.

"Maybe some change fell out of your pocket?" suggested Squidward.

The crab gasped, and pressed his claws against his head.

"No! Not me change!" exclaimed the crab.

Squidward chuckled. He always knew how to set off Mr. Krabs.

He looked around to see if any change had fallen out.

He sure hoped that none of the customers had taken his change.

However, he discovered that there wasn't any change in his pockets at all.

"Whew!" exclaimed Mr. Krabs.

It seemed that he hadn't lost any money.

That was a big relief.

And yet, he still wasn't sure what that feeling in his spine was.

Wait...he was a crab. Did he even have a spine?

Anyways, perhaps it was something he ate.

He decided to go count how many customers he had.

One of them wondered if Mr. Krabs thought he was a living ATM machine.

Well, at least the food tasted good.

As Mr. Krabs counted the customers, he failed to notice Plankton scurrying back to the Chum Bucket.

At the Chum Bucket...

"Karen! I'm home!" exclaimed Plankton.

He gasped in alarm.

While he was gone, the Chum Bucket had become a total mess.

"Oh no! What happened to my restaurant?" asked the evil genius.

Well, it wasn't popular with the customers anyway. At least until he took the Krabby Patty formula.

Curious, he noticed Karen's monitor.

He decided to flip the switch to see if she would turn on.

Fortunately, Karen rebooted.

"Whew!" exclaimed Plankton.

"Plankton? Is that you?" asked the computer.

"Yes, it's me! Why didn't you visit me while I was at the asylum?" inquired Plankton.

It was known as the Institute for the Criminally Tiny, if he recalled correctly. But it seemed they had decided to expand it to other lunatics considering that most of them weren't as tiny as he was.

That was why they weren't so concerned about the tiny crack in the wall.

"I may have gone into sleep mode awaiting your safe return..." noted Karen.

Besides, if the guards had seen a living computer enter the building, they might assume THEY were the ones going crazy.

"Ugh...this place smells awful..." noted Plankton.

"It's alright. I'll clean up. It's my fault that this place ended up this way." spoke the computer.

Suddenly, Plankton realized something.

"On second thought, I think we should leave. The BBPD might be looking for me!" exclaimed Plankton.

"You're right, Plankton! We should go!" shouted Karen.

A red ! appeared on her screen.

"Fortunately, judging from today's newspaper, they don't seem to realize I'm gone yet. But it's only a matter of time before they notice, and by extension it's only a matter of time before they come looking for me! And this is the first place they'll look!" exclaimed Plankton.

"That's a serious problem!" agreed the electronic lady.

She began to sweat.

"I have to think of somewhere where the police won't find us..." noted the genius.

"Wherever you decide, it can't be worse than this place. It's hit rock bottom!" exclaimed Karen.

"That's it, Karen! You're a genius!" shouted Plankton.

"I am? You always seem to call yourself a genius...this is kind of new to me." acknowledged the computer.

"Nobody in Bikini Bottom ever goes to Rock Bottom...they find it to be too scary. That includes the BBPD!" shouted Plankton.

"You're right. I wonder why they have a bus that takes people there..." noted Karen.

"Well, it's time to get going. All we need to do is find a new residence there and we'll be all set." spoke the mastermind.

"Well, we better get to Rock Bottom before the authorities find us. Otherwise we'll be rowing a boat in a river of lava." remarked Karen.

She uploaded a picture of Plankton rowing in a river of lava to demonstrate. Understandably, he was panicked.

Suddenly, Plankton had another idea.

"Once again, you're a genius! We'll make our new base of operations in an underwater volcano!" exclaimed the evil genius.

"But what about all the magma?" asked Karen.

"Relax, I'll make some alterations so it will be safe. I wouldn't mind using the magma to protect us from the police force though." grinned Plankton.

Karen gave the thumbs up on her monitor.

"Well, off we go. To Rock Bottom!" exclaimed Plankton.

Plankton and Karen left on a giant Plankton robot.

This was noticed by Patrick.

"Was that a giant robot?" asked Patrick.

"Patrick, stop looking out the window and get back to work!" ordered Mr. Krabs.

"Yes, Mr. Krabs." agreed the starfish.

While the movie was the narrative finale of the series, I figured I would come up with a theory of sorts as to what happened next.

It's a bit of a wild theory though.