7Disclaimer: I do not own Spongebob Squarepants or any other character from the show. I do own the characters Melissa Jackson, Aquarius, Entay, Mashenka, and Sean J. Plankton.
A/N: This chapter will feature Sandy Cheeks. It will also mention about a Renaissance Fair happening in Bikini Bottom. I will introduce Plankton on later chapters Note: The vampires don't tolerate anyone harming women. Please read and review my fanfic. Enjoy!
Ratings: PG-13 (Action sequences and some mush from Plankton)
Pairings: None at the Moment (Could use suggestions)
The Vampire Legacy
By
MJ19AQ
Chapter Two: The Renaissance Fair
'Patrick' continued walking down the road towards Downtown Bikini Bottom. As he was walking down the road, he noticed Sandy walking out of her treedome and heading the same direction as he was. Sandy noticed 'Patrick' walking along the road towards Downtown Bikini Bottom. She briskly walked up to him. "Howdy Patrick! How y'all doin' today?" Sandy greeted. "I'm fine, my dear," 'Patrick' politely greeted, looking at Sandy. "What's wit' all the formalities, Pat. Ya ain't hosing on me, are ya?" Sandy questioned. "Oh No, my dear. I was just being polite, that's all," 'Patrick' replied. "Oh, okay Patrick. But ya forget about all them formalities. I ain't accustomed to those types of fancy wordin'," Sandy said. "Whatever you desire, Sandy," 'Patrick'. Patrick and Sandy continued walking along the road to Downtown Bikini Bottom. 'Patrick' just looked at Sandy, checking her out, despite that she was wearing her diving suit and air helmet. Sandy noticed that 'Patrick' was staring at her. "What? Do I have somethin' in my fur," Sandy questioned. "No, Sandy. I was just admiring you. Even wearing that strange garment, You're beautiful," 'Patrick' commented. Sandy blushed slightly, but was puzzled at 'Patrick's inquiry. "Uh...Patrick! Ya know this is a divin' suit. I always wear 'em," Sandy replied. "Oh, sorry. It must have slipped my mind," 'Patrick' said, correcting himself.
"Pat's been actin' stranger than a jackrabbit in July," Sandy thought, "Sheeeeooooot! He's just not his 'ol self. I reckon if Spongebob has taken a gander on Patrick. Aw well."
Sandy just shrugged and continued walking with 'Patrick'. Soon, the both of them entered into Downtown Bikini Bottom, in the middle of rush hour. Sandy saw the Barg-n-Mart to her left. "Hey, Pat. Ya'll want to go wit me to the Barg-n-Mart? I gotta git some grub," Sandy asked. "Sure, Sandy. After you, my dear," 'Patrick' said, gesturing her to pass him. "Didn't I tell ya there ain't no need for them formalities, Pat? I appreciate it but I ain't use to them fancy formalities. They ain't my style," Sandy said. "Sorry, Sandy. I just help showing respect for a pretty lady," 'Patrick' replied. Sandy blushed hugely and slowly walked pass 'Patrick'. 'Patrick' followed her, never taking his eyes off of her. Both entered into the Barg-n-Mart, where Sandy got a shopping cart and started going to the aisle. She picked up some soap for dishes, some cans of tomato paste(made by coral products), some cans of corn, and a packet of flour. 'Patrick' followed her, helping her reach any items that she couldn't reach on her own.
Sandy was on the fifth isle, on the freezer section, looking at all the pre-made microwave able meals. "Say, Pat. Can ya please git those two meals on the upper counter shelf? I can't reach 'em," Sandy asked. "Sure Sandy," 'Patrick' replied. 'Patrick' opened the door and reached for the two trays of frozen meals on the top shelf. He got them gently and placed it inside Sandy's cart. "Thanks, Pat," Sandy said. "I glad I can help, my dear," 'Patrick' replied, smiling to Sandy. Sandy just rolled her eyes and continued walking down the food aisle. Soon, Sandy was finished with her grocery shopping and went up to an opened aisle to pay for her food. A big, muscular fish sped up pass her and abruptly shoved her behind him, with his groceries. "Hey! What's ya deal? I was here first, ya saddle backsides oaf!"Sandy shouted at the large man in front of her. The big fish turned around and grinned at her. "What's it to you, air breather!? Do you think I care you were here first? Why don't you just get out of my site, surface dwelling piece of trash," the big fish spat, roughly shoving Sandy on the floor. "Why, you," Sandy seethed, getting up and cracking her knuckles, "y'all goin git it, now!" Sandy was about to throw a punch when 'Patrick' got between her and the fish, stopping her attack.
"Don't waste your energy on him, Sandy. I'll handle this," 'Patrick' firmly said. 'Patrick' turned his attention to the fish, glaring at him dangerously. "Excuse me, sir. But I do believe that the young lady was here, first," 'Patrick' piercingly hissed. "Huh! And what are you, that trash's boyfriend?"the big fish scowled at 'Patrick'. "I shall NOT tolerate anyone speaking to her, disrespectfully," 'Patrick' dangerously seethed. "Humph! You don't scare me. I'll do whatever it like," the big fish said. He roughly grabbed Sandy's arm and threw her across the aisle, causing her to crash into some nearby cans. A group of people, who crowded around the aisle checkout line, watched the heated confrontation. "So, what are you going to do now," the big fish spurned. 'Patrick' anger was rising and he sent a death glare right at the big fish. "You went to far, mortal. I shall avenge for what you've done to her," 'Patrick' spurned dangerously. "I like to see you try, you big pink oaf," the big fish said. He threw a punch at 'Patrick' but 'Patrick' immediately blocked it my grabbing his fist, gripping it tightly. Pain surged through the big, strong man as he felt his had being crushed by 'Patrick's' grip. Slowly, the big fish started to kneel down on the floor, screaming in pain as 'Patrick's' grip held in place. Smirking at the big fish, 'Patrick' picked up the man with ease and threw him across the room, causing him to crash into a table that was filled with bakery goods.
'Patrick' slowly walked toward the big fish, with rage in his eyes. He bent down next to the man and grabbed him by the throat and picked him up with ease. The big fish tried to escape 'Patrick's' grip, but he was firmly held in place. 'Patrick' slammed the big fish against the freezer wall, never letting his grip go from the man's throat. "You should have never invoke my wrath, mortal. I shall make you pay for hurting her. Hmm...perhaps I should end your pathetic existence now for your presence, here, is unnecessary!" 'Patrick' evilly said to the big fish man. The big fish was now nervously sweating, fearing for his life. Sandy got up from the floor and dusted herself off. She saw that 'Patrick' had the man held against the wall, with his hand gripped tightly around his throat. 'Patrick' started to squeeze the big fish throat slowly, the big fish gasping for air. "Patrick stop!" Sandy firmly shouted at 'Patrick'. 'Patrick' looked at Sandy and he immediately let go of the big man fish, causing him to crash on the floor. The big fish sat on the floor, clutching his throat, gasping desperately for air. 'Patrick' scoffed at the big fish, glaring at him disgustingly. "You were fortunate, mortal. You should be grateful that she spared your soul, for I would've exterminated you from this world," 'Patrick' sharply spurned at the big fish. 'Patrick' spat on the big fish and walked over to Sandy, who was shaking in disbelief of what she just saw. "Are you alright, my dear?" 'Patrick' asked, concerned. "Y-Yeah! I'm alright! B-But, aren't ya alright?" Sandy asked nervously. "I'm fine, my dear. I just don't like anyone mistreating women, especially those that are my friends. I won't let anyone hurt you, my dear," 'Patrick' firmly stated. Sandy just nodded, still too shock of what she witnessed.
"Come, my dear. Let's get your groceries," 'Patrick' softly spoke to Sandy. Sandy slowly walked with 'Patrick' up to the checkout aisle, emptying her cart of groceries and placing them into the counter. The cashier nervously scanned the items, placed them in bags and rang up the total. "Y-Your total is $54.95 dollars, P-Please?" the cashier said, nervously. Sandy opened up her diving suit and pulled out a wallet. She was rummaging through her wallet when 'Patrick' interrupted her. "Don't worry, my dear. I shall pay for your items," 'Patrick' softly said. "It's okay, Pat. I can pay for my grub. Don't ya be worrin a thang about it," Sandy replied. "Oh, but I insist, my dear. I don't mind paying at all," 'Patrick' said, winking at her. Sandy slightly blushed. "Oh, alright. Ya can pay fer me. But only this once, alrighty?" Sandy said, smiling. "As you wish, Sandy," 'Patrick' smoothly replied to Sandy. 'Patrick' took out his wallet from his back pocket shorts and rummaged through it. He took out five Spaniard gold coins and gave it to the cashier. "I-I don't think that we accept this type of tender, sir," the cashier nervously said to 'Patrick', sweating. "Oh. Do you need more?" 'Patrick' asked, rummaging through his wallet and taking out five more coins out. The manager walked up to the cashier and looked at the gold coins. "Excuse me, sir. B-But that's alright. That's enough money to pay for y-your groceries. Thank You," The Manager said, nervously. 'Patrick' smiled at the manager and put his wallet away. He gave the other five coins in his hands to the cashier. "Here, my dear. That's your tip. Thank you for being a good hostess to me," 'Patrick' softly said to the cashier.
'Patrick' grabbed the bags of groceries and walked up to Sandy, who was puzzled. "Uh...Patrick! When did ya git them shiny coins from?" Sandy said. "They have been in my family for centuries, my dear. If you need anything, I gladly pay for it. There's nothing that I cannot do for you, Sandy," 'Patrick' firmly said. "Thanks, Pat! But it's strange that ya'll carry em like a lucky rabbit's foot, but that ya thang," Sandy said, shrugging. Sandy and 'Patrick' walked outside of the Barg-N-Mart, with the crowd staring at them as they left. The cashier stood at the counter, stunned at the event that just unfolded. "D-Did you just know what happened here?" the cashier asked. "I don't know, but, at least the money he left will pay for the damages that's been done to the store. You received a tip in the process," the manager exclaimed. The cashier looked at her coins and put them away in her pocket and got back to work.
'Patrick' was walking with Sandy on the street of Downtown Bikini Bottom, still carrying her groceries. Suddenly a small kid passing out flyers walked up to Sandy and 'Patrick'. "Hey, lady! Would you like a flyer? It's an announcement of the upcoming Renaissance Fair that's taking place, here, in Downtown Bikini Bottom," the kid said. "Sure, kid. Thank's," Sandy said, smiling. The kid ran off, waving the flyers around. Sandy looked at the flyer, that stated:
15th Annual Renaissance Fair
When: Jan 12th -15th
Where: Downtown Bikini Bottom
Times: 10am-10pm
Who: Everyone
Ticket Prices:
Adults: $10
Children: $5 (3-13years)
This year's theme we will be celebrating
in honor of our great hero, Sean J. Plankton,
the famed Vampire Slayer! Please join us! There
will be food, entertainment, and contests, plus dancing.
Bring the whole family! The Renaissance Fair will be
Taking place at the central of Conch Avenue where
the statue of the famed Vampire slayer is erected.
Sandy rolled up the flyer and put it inside her diving suit. She turned her attention to 'Patrick'. "Sound like a snortin good time. I reckon that everybody's doin to the fair. Hey, Pat. Y'all want to come to this fair. We'll have a rippin good time," Sandy exclaimed. "Sure, Sandy. I would love to go," 'Patrick' said, happily. "YeeHaw! Let's be gittin back at my treedome and put em groceries away, then we'll go to the fair," Sandy excitedly replied. 'Patrick' was being dragged by Sandy, who was happily grinning, practically running through the streets of Downtown Bikini Bottom.
Meanwhile, back in the Krusty Krabs, Mr. Krabs was in his office listening to some tunes in the radio. The phone rang and Mr. Krabs picked it up. "Daddy! You're not going to believe this. The Renaissance Fair is back on town. I wanna go!" Pearl exclaimed, taking in the other end of the line. "The Renaissance Fair is back in town!? That's sound like a fun! But, sweet pea. I can't close me restaurant. What about all the money?" Mr. Krabs answered through the phone. "Dad, you can make money any other time. This is the Renaissance Fair! You can be anything you want to be, a knight, a king, or a beautiful princess. It'll be so much fun. And besides, if you come to the fair, you can mention about the Krusty Krabs to everyone that's in the fair. You'll get great business. Think about all the customers," Pearl reasoned. "And all the money I'll be making," Mr. Krabs exclaimed happily. "Yeah, whatever! Anyways, pick me up at the house so that way I can go to the Renaissance Fair. Oh, by the way, I'll need some money for the fair," Pearl said. Mr. Krabs almost collapsed to the floor over hearing Pearl on the phone. "NO. Please, anything but that," Mr. Krabs pleaded. "Daddy! Do you want me to become unpopular? I'll tell all the kids at school that the Chum Bucket has much better burgers then the Krusty Krabs," Pearl threatened. Mr. Krabs sweated nervously, not wanting to disappoint Pearl but at the same time, did not want to close the restaurant. "Sigh...All right, Pearl. You win. I'll be there," Mr. Krabs said, giving in to Pearl's threat. "YAY! We're going to the fair. I'll wait for ya outside. Thanks! I love you, Daddy!" Pearl happily exclaimed. "I love you too, lassie," Mr. Krabs said, hanging up the phone. Mr. Krabs slowly got up from his chair and walked out of his office. In the restaurant, there were few customers. Squidward was reading his interpretative dance magazines, Melissa and Spongebob were mopping the floors, with Spongebob taking a glance at Melissa once in a while.
Mr. Krabs walked up to the cash register and held the speaker in his hands. "Attention all customers and Krusty Krabs crew," Mr. Krabs announced, getting everyone's attention, "This restaurant is closed for the rest of the day. You can come back tomorrow at 9a.m, when the restaurant will be opened. Thank you and have a good afternoon." The customers slowly picked up their food and left the restaurant. Squidward smiled, glad that his shift was over. "Yay! I'm outta of here," Squidward happily exclaimed but Mr. Krabs abruptly stopped him. "Wait, lad! You still need you to help Spongebob and Melissa clean up the restaurant," Mr. Krabs replied. "Tauter sauce!" Squidward smugly said.
"That's not necessary, Mr. Krabs. Me and Spongebob are already finished cleaning up the restaurant," Melissa said. Mr. Krabs looked around and saw that all the tables were wiped neatly, all the napkins where put in the containers, and all the floors sparkled and shined. Mr. Krabs just stared at Melissa and Spongebob, awestruck at the amazing job that the both of them did. "G-Good job, me crew. Y-You are free to go now," Mr. Krabs replied, dumbfounded. "Thank you, Mr. Krabs. I would like to go the Renaissance Fair. Hey, Spongebob, Squidward! Would you like to go with me to the fair?" Melissa asked. "Sure, my dear. I would love to attend this grand festival," Spongebob said smoothly. "Wonderful," Melissa exclaimed. She turned her attention towards Squidward. "How about you, Squidward? Would you like to come with us to the Renaissance Fair?" Melissa asked, hoping that he would joined them. "I don't know. I-I've never been to a Renaissance fair, before!?" Squidward shyly said. "Oh, don't worry, Squidward. There's a lot of fun activities, like, dancing, live entertainment, archery, and humorous comedic antics. This will be my first time attending a Renaissance fair in Bikini Bottom. Well have a rippin good time," Melissa assured Squidward. Squidward smiled at Melissa. "Well, if this is your first time attending the Renaissance fair, then, I-I go with you, so that way I won't be alone," Squidward replied, smiling slightly.
"Great! Let's go right now!" Melissa excitedly exclaimed. She took both 'Spongebob's' and Squidward's hands and dragged them outside the restaurant. Mr. Krabs waved at them as the trio walked down the road to Downtown Bikini Bottom. Meanwhile, 'Patrick' and Sandy reached the treedome, with 'Patrick' still carrying the groceries on his hands. Sandy turned her metal door opened and walked inside through the water holding area. Sandy passed 'Patrick' a helmet filled with water. "Ya doin need this, Pat. It's hotter in there than a hickory smoked sausage," Sandy explained. "Thank You, my dear," 'Patrick' said, puzzled. 'Patrick' placed the helmet on top of his head, feeling the lush water inside the helmet. Sandy pushed the red button, which drained out all the water from the holding area. Sandy opened up at her metallic door and entered into her tree home. 'Patrick' looked in amazement at Sandy's home. There was grass all over the floor, nice and plush able. A huge, lush, green tree stood in the middle of the bubble incased dome. Birds could be heard singing inside from a water fountain. 'Patrick' saw a huge exercise wheel next to the tree and a some workout equipment that scattered around the floor. 'Patrick' put the groceries on a nearby table, and just looked around in awe the whole entire dome. Sandy walked up next to 'Patrick' and took off her air helmet. Next, she started to unzip her diving suit, in which 'Patrick' immediately turned away, blushing. "What's wrong, Pat?" Sandy asked. "I-It's not proper for me to look upon a lady when she is getting undressed," 'Patrick' explained, still blushing. "Awww, that's just so sweet. But all I'm doin is takin my divin suit off," Sandy said. "S-Still, it's not...proper to look at a women when she is exposing herself," 'Patrick' replied, blushing even more.
"Well, I'll tell ya when I'm done takin my suit off, okay?" Sandy suggested. "I would appreciate that, Sandy," 'Patrick' softly said, continually blushing. Sandy unzipped her suit and took it off, revealing that she was wearing her ordinary purple bikini swimsuit. "Alright, Pat. Y'all can turn around," Sandy said. 'Patrick' slowly turned around and saw Sandy wearing her two-pieced swimsuit. "M-My dear...y-you're absolutely stunning," 'Patrick' commented, blushing slightly. Sandy faintly blushed but stared at 'Patrick' strangely. "Uh...Patrick! Ya have seen me in these 'ol dresses. It ain't nothin' special. I've had 'em for a long time," Sandy said, confused. "Forgive me, Patrick. It's just that I have to admire a beautiful young women when I see one," 'Patrick' explained. "That's mighty sweet of ya. Now, help me git these groceries in the kitchen," Sandy said. 'Patrick' picked up the bags and went inside the tree house following Sandy. Inside the kitchen, Sandy opened up some cabinets that were shelved with food. 'Patrick' took out all the food from the bags and started to pass them to Sandy, who was putting them away. 'Patrick' opened up Sandy's refrigerator, holding the door while Sandy put away some vegetables in the bottom shelf. Soon, all the groceries were put in their proper place. Sandy walked out of her tree house with 'Patrick' behind her. She went up to her diving suit and put it on. 'Patrick', this time, didn't look away. Sandy faced 'Patrick'. "Pat, can ya help me gettin this zipper up?" Sandy asked. "S-Sure, Sandy," 'Patrick' replied nervously, blushing slightly. 'Patrick' grasped the zipper in his hand, shakily. Slowly, he zipped up the zipper, closing it tight. Sandy smiled at 'Patrick', who was blushing more. Sandy placed her air helmet on her head and started to head for the door.
'Patrick' and Sandy walked outside of the treedome. 'Patrick' took off his water helmet and gave it back to Sandy, in which she put it away next to a closet door, in the drainage area. Sandy pushed a green button, in which water started to fill the drainage area to the top of the ceiling. Sandy opened the door and walked outside the with 'Patrick' behind her, shutting the door. Sandy looked up the street and immediately saw Melissa, dragging 'Spongebob' and Squidward with her. She ran up to Melissa, who saw Sandy and immediately let go of 'Spongebob' and Squidward. "Howdy, Melissa. How y'all doin?" Sandy greeted. "I'm doin mighty fine, Sandy. I reckon that today is doin be the most rowdiest day I've ever had. It'll be more fun than a barnyard square dance," Melissa greeted back, smiling. "Come on, gal. Pat and I are doin to the best hoe down in Bikini Bottom," Sandy exclaimed. "Now, I know y'all don't mean that Renaissance fair that's doin on, 'cause me, 'Spongebob' and Squidward are doin down there and ya know we'll be havin a good time," Melissa said. "Well, if ya doin, then I'm just doin havta tag along," Sandy excitedly said. Melissa laughed and hugged Sandy. "Well, what are we waitin' fer? The cowpokes to come drag cattle dirt in there hinds? Let's git goin'"Melissa excitedly said. Sandy, Melissa, Squidward, 'Spongebob' and 'Patrick' walked down the road towards Downtown Bikini Bottom, laughing along the way.
Finally, the group of friends arrive at Downtown Bikini Bottom, in the streets of Conch Ave. A huge sign stood at the entrance way of that said, "15th Annual Renaissance Fair". The group went up to the ticket booth, where a cashier was sitting in the ticket booth. "Welcome ye all to the Renaissance Fair. How many shall be attending in this festive event?" the cashier said. "There shall be five attending this event, my lady," 'Patrick' politely said. "Five then. That shall be fifty pounds, me lord," the cashier said. 'Patrick' got out his wallet and rummaged through his wallet but was stopped abruptly by 'Spongebob'. "Let me pay the toll, brother," 'Spongebob' whispered softly to 'Patrick'. 'Patrick' nodded and put away his wallet. 'Spongebob' took out his wallet and pulled out a fifty dollar bill. He gave it to the cashier. "Thank you, me lord," the cashier said, handing out the tickets to 'Spongebob'. 'Spongebob' pulled out twenty gold Spaniard coins and handed them to the cashier. "Here, my dear. This is your talons for your labor," 'Spongebob' smoothly said. The cashier looked at 'Spongebob' strangely, but shrugged it off and placed the coins inside her pocket. 'Spongebob' handed out the tickets to everyone. The group headed for the entry way into the fair, where a host stood at the entrance. "Welcome all fair ladies and gents. Please provide your invitation to this event,"the host said. "After you, ladies," 'Spongebob' said, gesturing towards the host. Both Sandy and Melissa walked towards the host and presented their tickets. The host took the ticket and punched a hole on the ticket, then he let them in. Afterwards, the rest of the group walked inside the entrance way and walked up to Melissa and Sandy. The group walked through the walkway of the fair.
Well, that's the end of Chapter Two. Chapter three will be having some flashbacks, as regard of both 'Spongebob' and 'Patrick'. Also, Melissa and Sandy don't know about the hero, Sean J. Plankton, yet. This is their first Renaissance Fair in Bikini Bottom. They both talk little bit about the Renaissance Fair in Texas. Anyways, please read and review my fanfic and I'll update as soon as I can. Note: Both 'Patrick' and 'Spongebob' will continue to give a proper form to Sandy and Melissa, despite telling them that's it's not necessary.
