Spongebob woke up one morning, excited to work at the Krusty Krab.

"I'm ready!" he shouted as his foghorn alarm clock went off. Meanwhile, two doors down, Squidward was groaning.

"Wouldn't it be nice to just relaaax and read?" he said to himself, then sighed. "Who am I kidding? I'm no better than a sea elephant at the circus—working for sea-nuts." He laughed at his own joke, his nasal laughter echoing in his house. "Ha. Sea-nut. Working. Ha!"

Pretty soon, he and Spongebob were at the Krusty Krab.

"Time to feed the hungry masses!" Spongebob chirped, grabbing his spatula. He peered at Squidward through the window between the kitchen and the actual restaurant. "Should I give the patties two flips today or three?" he almost yelled.

"Gaah! Spongebob!" Squidward roared, holding a magazine up, "I'm trying to read National Seaographic before the customers come in!"

"Okay, Squidward." Spongebob answered. Then he yelled, "Oh, goody, Squid! Here's a customer now!"

"Oh, yeah! How much more exciting can it get?" the cetacean replied, rolling his eyes.

"I know." Spongebob screeched. "Making Krabby patties…one by one…for deserving customers!"

"I was being sarcastic, Spongebob!"

"Shhh…" Spongebob said in awe. "Here comes the customer. Hey, it's Katie!"

"Hi, SB!" Katie, the customer, said. As usual, the purple fish wore a red bikini, a red skirt, and red shoes. "I'll had a triple Krabby Patty Supreme with double cheese!"

"Coming right up!" Spongebob answered, disappearing into the kitchen.

He looked around and began gathering the ingredients. He picked up three patties, three onion slices, two pieces of undersea cheese, buns, and some lettuce, and then began to assemble the sandwich. He handed the sandwich to Squidward, who handed it to Katie. Grinning, she took an appreciative bite, then screamed, a horrified look on her face. She began to run back and forth like she was crazy.

"Excited about the Krabby Patty?" Spongebob laughed, looking out. Katie stopped short, boils beginning to pop up on her skin.

"Hey, Katie, you have seahorse pox!" the yellow sponge laughed. "You'd better get cream to get rid of it!"

"It's…not…seahorse pox!" the fish screeched. Squidward stared in alarm. "Katie, you okay?" he asked.

"No, I'm not okay! You put onions on my Krabby…owww! Itchy!...patty! I'll sue! I'm going to be red and sore for days!" she threatened, racing out the door and to the hospital.

"Oh, no, Sponge!" Squidward wailed.

"I know!" Spongebob sniffled. "Poor Katie!"

"No! The Krusty Krabs gonna be sued! Sued, SB!"

"And it's all my fault." Spongebob sniffled.

"No, it's not." Squidward replied. He sighed and rolled his eyes skyward, as if somehow begging the world for forgiveness. "I can't believe I'm saying this, but it's not your fault. That customer shoulda told you! Too many people today are suing for frivolous reasons! Bikini Bottom's supposed to be a democracy, people, not a bow-to-silly-whims-nation!"

"Wow, that's a lot of big words, Squid." Spongebob gasped, gazing at him in awe.

Squidward rolled his eyes again, but just then, Mr. Krabs walked up to the door of the restaurant. He scuttled through the door. Both of his employees began to whistle, but the crustacean suspected something. He sniffed the air and groaned.

"I smell the smelly smell of something that smells…smelly." he said.

"Oh, it's true!" Spongebob wailed. "The Krusty Krab is being suuuuued!"

"Sued!" Mr. Krabs yelled. "That's crazy talk, lad!"

"No, it's not!" Spongebob sobbed. "Katie ate onions!"

"Oh, no." Mr. Krabs groaned. "We are being sued, aren't we?"