Mr Krabs Cursed Novels & Stories

It wasn't like I hadn't tried telling my family about the curse. A month ago, the pack witch, Alina Lopez, told me that the curse was extremely deadly, with no way of lifting it. I would be coughing up blood and dying in a month. The first thing I did was to return home to see my family. As soon as I walked in, I saw my older brother, Kent Greene, happily holding up a beautiful new dress against Natali Fisher. "Dad, Mom, look at the dress Kent bought for me—isn't it beautiful?" Natali twirled around with the dress and looked over to Mom and Dad.

“I’m gonna starve.” He rolled up his shirt. “Look, you can count my—” he paused dramatically, squinting down, “—abs.” I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, you’re wasting away to nothing.” “Gotta feed the gains.” He flexed. “Okay, get out of here and go take lunch, you lunatic.” He grinned and started backing away. “Don’t miss me too much.” I shook my head, already turning back to the computer. Ugh.

If it was somebody else they wouldn't have found anything amusing about these dangerous varmints. He didn't find them too amusing for long, for one of the snakes launched itself towards him its fangs exposed ready to take a bite. He was quick enough to dodge its attack and grabbed its tail before throwing it away as if he a was hurling a harmless stick. Thereby scaring some squirrels nearby who scattered about leaving the odd man alone. Feeling quite dejected he picked up his pace and returned home just in time when Cheng Min was starting to prepare their meal. She was busy on the stove, and did not notice his return.

Death draws me towards it like we have been attached with an unbreakable string. Maybe it's just a superpower in which I get the last chance to save the person in front of me or maybe it’s a curse. Particularly a Crimson curse, as I like to call it. Through the years the number of deaths I have seen is greater than my age. You would think that death doesn't affect me anymore. You are right to think that because that is what I had thought until 5 days ago.

“You disappoint me, Sabrina. Why do you keep biting the hand that feeds you?” At that moment, the door burst open, and Orius’s parents dashed inside. Mr. Crale’s voice was heard first. “ORIUS, WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?!” Mrs. Crale’s voice came next, “Don’t tell me, it’s the work of that viper again—” she stopped short when she spotted Sabrina crouched on the floor, face stained with tears. The couple stared at Sabrina first, then at Orius, their eyes questioning.

I pressed the keys on my pad and nothing was showing up on the screen “Fuuuuudge!” I screamed. Mr Drey was going to kill me. Everything we’d worked for and I’d let my anger get the best of me. I wiped my eyes. My eyes always teared up when I was frustrated and I was beyond frustrated. I slid my work glasses off and grabbed at my hair.

Tens of thousands years ago, one discover something that shock the realities of the world... It lead the nation to a great change; affects throughout the world, the change brought a new beginning. The beginning of the curse... "This has to stop," a voice of a woman says, gentle rubbing the crystalize ball that twinkling about. She was place in the dark, only her voice reach the every corner of the room. "Tell me," a voice of man response, his voice gentle. Setting across the high-level throne that shone with bizzare gold, his lips parted as his eyes shone with strange light. "What it is you wish to conquer?"

“He threatened us. We didn’t help him, Kyla! We just—we were trying to survive.” “Lies,” said a squeaky, very judgmental voice from the doorway. Mr. Yellow. Leaning against the frame with a carrot-shaped satchel and smugness radiating from every whisker. “I knew they smelled funny,” he said. “So I dispatched the Crisp Crusaders.” Behind him appeared a line of very serious-looking vegetables: Greg the Potato, muddy and wise. Broccolini, leafy, twitchy, and full of fight. And Carrotini, stylish, slender, and packing a glowing mini sword strapped to her leafy belt.

“ No!! I.. I mean yes, but I went online to order an Uber, “ I answered him and facepalmed when I remembered. “ Oh, I put my phone on Do Not Disturb, last night before I went to sleep, that must be why I didn’t see the notifications pop up when I turned on my mobile data to order an Uber, “ I added and carried my phone to check what Henry was talking about but when I did my phone refused to turn on. “ Here you can use my phone to check, “ Henry said as he handed over his phone to me. I felt slightly embarrassed. When I went through the pictures and videos posted by Grey Textile and Clothing company's official page on social media, my jaws dropped in shock at the number of likes they had. Hen

Old tech. No overlays. Only the hum of suppressed memory logs. Eden sat cross-legged on the floor. Cassian leaned against the stone column. Lucan stood. Pacing slowly. He didn’t speak right away. Then he asked: “Do either of you remember the name Kira Len?” Cassian frowned. “No.” Lucan nodded once. “That’s the point.” He moved toward the terminal. Typed in a dead access code. The logs buzzed. Resisted. Then… yielded.