A/N: Hey bitches, its Poison here. Wow! Where to begin... A LOT has changed since this story began back in '09... A lot of bad happened, which is why it didn't update. I realized that we left everybody hanging. I don't really talk to Tampon much anymore, so she doesn't even know I did this. But I felt it was what needed to be done. It feels so odd, a almost two year project finally finished. A collaboration that really was just made to gross people out, we thought of any way to gross everyone out. That was our phase way back when. And yet, (I don't know about her.) But I began to get attached to this story. I didn't update as much, but I loved it. And it's finally done... Anyway, without further adu, I give you, the last chapter.

Squidward untied Squilliam passively, and pushed him hard to the floor, knowing he wouldn't try to escape, after wards he looked back up longingly at Spongebob.

"You see now, don't you?" He asked softly, walking towards the broken boy. "You see how distorted your world was, how fake it was?"

Spongebob just looked down, unable to vocalize his pain, his betrayal.

"I just had to show you who your 'friends' really were." He sighed, "I'd show you more, but alas, our time is running short." A small pause. "And besides, I assume you already got the picture anyway." He finally reached the yellow sponge, almost dancing behind him and wrapping his arms gently across him.

"I really do love you, you know." He grinned darkly. "Well, at least now."

"If you loved me then why did you do this?" Spongebob spoke with no innocence, no sadness or hurt, his voice was dull and void of emotion.

"Because I couldn't love you until you saw the truth." He finally glided in front of the boy, red eyes staring him down, mock kindness in them. "And because I love you, I am going to do you a huge favor." He kissed Spongebob softly, focusing only on his victim.

"What are you going to do?" Spongebob whispered, eyes watering again.

"After I fuck you one more time, I'm going to kill you." Words came out bluntly, no emotion tied to them. "I know that's what you have been wanting me to do this whole time, help you escape this pain." He watched as Spongebob looked down silently, resigned to his fate. "You can't even deny that."

Meanwhile, while Squidward was distracted, Squilliam looked around the room, looking for anything to stop what should have been stopped a long time ago. Finally his eyes landed on an unused gun at the end of the room, something he assumed Squidward had planned on using, had he more time. The item was close to him, in any normal scenario he could have walked and gotten it in just a second. However, the situation was different, the blood loss was making everything foggy and distorted, and one wrong move and he would gather the other squids attention back to him, which was the last thing he wanted. He finally began to crawl and quickly as he could to the gun, trying to ignore the grunts of the sponge, and the loud noise of the dry skin slapping together in the back ground.

Squidward came silently, quickly moving his cock out of the sponge. He sighed lightly as he gripped onto his bloody knife. "Now the moment we have both been waiting for." He panted.

Spongebob just glared at his neighbor solemly.

"Don't give me such a look, Sponge, I am doing you a favor!" He rolled his eyes. "Hell, you should be showing more gratitude! I could make this slow, you know, chop you in to pieces."

Spongebob began to cry as he looked down.

"Exactly, you know your place, the games over, so I'll make this quick." He pressed the knife on the sponges neck. Right when he pressed down, a loud bang could be heard. Squidward's head shot up and his eyes widened, knife falling from his hand, he fell to his knee's silently, moving his hands to the sudden stinging area on his back, only to feel a thick liquid. He wasn't stupid, he knew what happened.

He slowly moved his way to face where the pain came from, still on his knee's, only to see a crying Squilliam.

"My, my, my." He grinned. "Even while killing me you're still a pussy." He cackled loudly, laughter echoing in the room. The other squid let out a muffled agonizing scream as he pulled the trigger a second time, the bullet thrusting into Squidwards chest. The squid fell on his face, still laughing hard, his breathing and laughter began to turn into gasps, which finally turned into giggles before stopping all together. Squilliam ran to the other squid, aimed the gun at the other squids head and shot four more bullets before sobbing and falling down as well.

After a long moment, he looked up at Spongebob with glassy eyes, he took his hand cautiously and took him to the phone, Spongebob understood what he was implying.

He grabbed the phone and quickly dialed the emergency hotline.

"Hello! Help, there has been a mass murder and attack, we need an ambulance." He huffed as he looked back over at Squilliam with a small smile.
"We're going to make it!" His smile quickly turned back into a frown as he saw the squid with the gun in his mouth, pulling the trigger, gray mush splattered everywhere, as the rest Squilliam's body fell hard to the floor. Spongebob screamed before beginning to cry hysterically. He looked over at Squidward's dead body.

"Why did you do this?" He screamed. "I was happy with my 'fake' life!" He let out a loud agonized grunt, moving over silently to a corner, he laid down and curled into a ball, rocking back and forth while crying. Ambulance sirens blaring in the background.

The end.

Final Note: I'd like to add, looking back at my old writing, I see a lot of flaws in this story on my part, my writing styled was rather weird and I went in ignorant opposite directions then my co partner. Anyway, regardless of that I do hope you enjoyed this story as much as we did.

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