Gary: [wearing a hat and ear muffs] Meow. SpongeBob: [slides into the bathroom] Oh, Gary, I don't feel like myself. Gary: Meow. SpongeBob: Don't be silly, Gary. I don't get colds. I get the suds. Gary: Meow? SpongeBob: No, Gary... If I had the suds, I'd have bubbles coming out of me. [sneezes, then pink bubbles come out of him then he moans exhaustingly] Gary: Meow. SpongeBob: I can't get the suds [sniffles] because then I'll have to miss work. [puts his underwear over his mouth and nose then sneezes. Pink bubbles come out again] Gary: Meow. SpongeBob: No, Gary. I like wearing my underwear like this. [turns around and has two bubbles representing his glutes. Each one pops] Gary: Meow. SpongeBob: I'm not sick. I'm going to work. [Regular bubbles transition to the Krusty Krab, where SpongeBob is cooking. He sneezes loudly with pink bubbles and he pulls his hat over his head to muffle it. Mr. Krabs comes into the kitchen] Mr. Krabs: SpongeBob, what's holding up those patties? [SpongeBob turns around looking pale] SpongeBob: [weakly, visibly shaking] Right away, sir. Mr. Krabs: SpongeBob, what's wrong with you? You're paler than a baby sea horse. [Gary appears out of nowhere] Gary: Meow. [leaves] Mr. Krabs: The suds? SpongeBob: [holds up the Krabby Patty on a plate] Here's that patty you wanted, Mr. Krabs, sir. [sneezes loudly with bubbles and causing the patty to splatter all over Mr. Krabs' face] Mr. Krabs: [wipes the patty off his face] All right, SpongeBob, you're too sick to work. SpongeBob: No, Mr. Krabs, I'm okay, honest. [Mr. Krabs opens the front door] Mr. Krabs: No, now go home and get some rest. [SpongeBob walks off] Nothing personal, lad. I just can't have you sneezing all over my food. [Incidental 23, Incidental 31, and other customers overhear Mr. Krabs and they spit out their food and panic] All: Huh?! Mr. Krabs: No, wait! Wait! [All the customers scramble out of the Krusty Krab. Regular bubbles transition back to SpongeBob's house. SpongeBob is in his chair.] SpongeBob: Oh, Gary... I feel horrible. Sandy: Ahhhh...Poor critter Patrick: calls 911 Squidward: laughing and partying Plankton: bro, he's sick, so I can steal the secret formula Pearl the whale: HEY DADDY MR KRABS!!! I want juice Karen the robot thing: simon says, Spongebob will be better soon