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Squidward sits in the boat as the dry heat hits his face as the doors swing open, the barely working ac is never enough to save Squidward form the hot summer heat customers come up constantly saying what feels like the same thing for hours, Squidward head starts to spin and the heat causing a wave of nasus, overwhelmed and painfully tired in a drastic attempt to keep his head form exploding he slams his head down on to the register a wave of pain hits Squidwards head as he feels a tap on his shoulder.
SpongeBob: suddy?
Squidward face burry in the cold metal register: what is it SpongeBob
SpongeBob: you need a freezer break?
Ussaly Squidward would take a break or a nap whenever he wanted but something in him desperately trying not to show weekness to the tiny yellow sponge and to show the greasy chuckle fucks and money hungry pig around him, he could do his job
Squidward: i am fine.
SpongeBob: are you sure you look a bit clammy
Squidward: fine- and DON'T call me clamy you clam
SpongeBob: okay...... have fun
Squidward leaves his post for The first time in hours he sllinks into the back almost dragging his legs along he opens the massive freezer he takes one alomst sympathyic look at SpongeBob as the cold air hits his face he slides into the freezer shuts the door and sits down. Quiet at last Squidward lays down letting the cold reset himself only the quite didn't last long as Squidwards thoughts begin to race, the thoughts of failure , shame, and self hatred fill his mind with evey breath his thoughts become louder he lays down to see if it helps it doesn't Squidward alsomst in tears as the door swings open. SpongeBob standing in the doorway, Squidward sldes to his feet
SpongeBob nervously: mr.krabs- wants you....
Squidward: okay thanks Spong
SpongeBob: no worry's
Squidward walks out of the frezzer SpongeBob closes
behind him and walks back to his grill, Squidward opens mr.krabs office door.
Squidward: hey mr.-
Squidward mouth agape to the seen layed out before him plankton pushing mr.krabs agusnt his desk
Planton: come one EUGEIN GIVE ME THE FORMAL
Krabs looks away for palnton : NO, and get your clamy hands off me
Planton backs away slowly and raise his hands in the air
Plaoton: fine Krabs baby be like that i tryed to get it the fair away-
Krabs: oh like you got that money form my mother-
Planton: OH MY NEPTUNE WE'RE STILL ON THIS
Krabs: oh dont act Claming stuiped
Squidward uncomfortable: am i intruding something-
Krabs: no i have some business to discuss with you
Squidward weird out; okay
Krabs: planton leve before i have to kick you out my self
Planton: fine, door open or shut?
Krabs: shut
Planton mutters: oh so the opsist of what you did with your fins
Krabs: OH SHUT IT AT LEST I AM NOT FUCKIN A COMPUTER YOU SMALL DICK FREAK
(Planton trows a divices in mr.krabs office)
Planton: suffer
Planton slams the door
Krab burrys his head into his hands
Krabs: dear Neptune
Krabs look at the clock
Krabs: ill make this short because i am losing Money but, i am cutting your pay down form 10.50 an hour too 6$ an hour
Squidward jaw drops: mr.k- that's a 54 doller decrease i can't live of that-
Krabs: well tuff shrimp mr.squidward you'll find away to make it work
Squidward angry: BUT MR.KRABS YOU MAKE WAY MORE THEN I EVER HAVE WORKING HERE WHY DON'T YOU TAKE A CLAMING PAY CUT
Krabs: well i ruin the place so its my money
Squidward: BUT-
Krabs: MR.SQUIDWARD if you'd like to keep this conversation going id happy to cut your pay more
Squidward storms out of mt.krabs office , he slinks back into the boat, the heat hitting worse then before, a swarm of customers rushes in, Squidward feels the walls of the boat close in on him and as soon as he knew it the room started to spin, Squidward starts to shake as soon there was a gap in the line Squidward jump's up and dashes into the strong chloset Squidward shaking drops down to his knees and fiddles with the mini locker SpongeBob and Squidward shared the rusty Locker door swings open Squidward reatches in a grabs a dusty pouch with his name on it he tares openen the bag grabbing a pill bottle he slams the old bottle top of pills on the locker edge The bottle top flys off landing on to the floor he sets the pills on the shelf Squidward entertains making expired ant depression cereal with the left over achol form last year's Christmas party untill a shiny poket knife catches his eyes he lifts himself up shakly using the shelf ledge he grips the kife tightly in his hands and sinks to the floor he rolls the shiny red poket knife in his hands he takes a short breathe he wips out the blad he grits his teeth as the blad slowly digs into his skin the fresh blood drips form his arm tears flow down his face as his head repeats the sentiment that he doesn't deserve to live his eyes replay every failed performance evry tant every tease then- a sharp nerves sending wave of pain shoots trow his spine he looks down to see his arm mangled cuts deeper then it should have gone he starts to cackle as he watches the water flow out of him as he expects his fate of bleeding out on the krusty krab closet floor he desides that no one should have to find this he weakly gets up and locks the door as he hears a faint sounds of arguing his tenricals dragging agusnt the unpolished blood covered floor Squidward pulls himself on to his favorite sleeping spot his tentical shake the pain shooting trew his body he curls up and clutchses his hat in his hands he closes his eyes for the last time as his vision began to blurr
Squidward weakly mutters: i am sorry mama
as his body finally gives out