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tore them off the curved glass dome. Through the dome, SpongeBob and Plankton could see a big sheet of paper with THE END on it.
    Sandy stabbed her finger at the big sheet of paper. “When this came down from above, I knew it could only mean one thing. ONLY ONE THING!”
    SpongeBob looked puzzled. “And that would be …?”
    Sandy whipped around and held her hands wide apart. “It MEANS it’s THE END!”
    â€œI see,” Plankton said from his glass of water, humoring her. “That certainly clears that up.”
    â€œAnd I know why it’s the end,” Sandy continued. “The SANDWICH GODS are ANGRY with us!”
    Now SpongeBob and Plankton were really confused. “Sandwich gods?” they asked.
    Sandy started pacing again, moving even faster this time, waving her hands through the air. “I just don’tknow how we’re going to APPEASE them!”
    â€œWell, maybe you should sacrifice an innocent,” Plankton said sarcastically. “Then Krabby Patties will rain down from the sky. That always works!”
    Plankton realized that while he’d been making this sarcastic suggestion, he had risen up above the water level in his glass. “Excuse me,” he said, and dove back under the water.
    Sandy thought about Plankton’s idea. “A sacrifice?” she mused. “That makes PERFECT sense!”
    She ran around her treedome, feverishly scribbling on the pieces of paper stuck to the inside of the glass. “‘Sacrifice … innocent … sandwich gods …,’” she muttered as she wrote.
    SpongeBob and Plankton slowly backed away from Sandy and then hurried through the air lock to get away from the deranged squirrel.
    Outside, Plankton said, “Well, THAT was a complete waste of time….”

    Inside the cabin of his ship, Burger Beard lay in bed, reading from the old book. Seagulls were tucked in next to him.
    â€œThat’s all for now,” he said, closing the bookdramatically. “You sleepy little birds get some rest. We can finish in the morning.”
    Kyle looked up at him with his big brown eyes. “Pwease,” he pleaded. “Just one more stowy, Mistew Piwate! Pwease?”
    Burger Beard tried to resist the adorable little seagull but failed. “Oh, all right, Kyle,” he relented. “How can I say no to you? One more story …”
    â€œYay!” Kyle cheered. “We WUV a good stowy! But nothing too scawy, Mistew Piwate!”
    Burger Beard climbed out of bed and picked up a candle. The yellow light flickered below his face. “How about THIS story? There once was a pirate who dreamed of being the world’s greatest galley chef….”
    He held the candle close to an old picture in a frame. It showed Burger Beard when he was young, cooking behind a grill crowded with food.
    â€œThey all laughed at him in pirate school,” he continued. “But with the help of this magical book”—he held up the old book he’d stolen—“he would SHOW them! He would show them ALL!”
    Burger Beard grinned a horrible grin in the candle-light.
    â€œBut, Mistew Piwate,” Kyle asked innocently, “what makes that book so magical?”
    â€œI’ll show you,” the pirate answered. He quicklyscribbled in the book, and suddenly the seagulls were wearing pirate hats and eye patches! Cackling, Burger Beard told them, “Now say ‘Ahhhhrrrr!’”
    â€œAhhhhrrrr!” said the seagulls.
    Burger Beard laughed and blew out the candle.

W hen SpongeBob saw his pineapple home, he gasped. It had been severely damaged by a wandering mob! And for some reason, it was covered in gooey snail slime.
    Where was SpongeBob’s beloved pet snail?
    â€œGare-bear?” SpongeBob called.
    A blob of snail slime dripped onto SpongeBob’s head. “Revolting!” Plankton said.
    â€œBut it means Gary is close by!” SpongeBob