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Gerald Jinx Mouse, more casually known as "Jerry", was on a mission. His latest run in with Tom had left his heart pounding, and the cat remained forefront on his mind. He needed to change things up, a trump card that would show that sneaky cat who was really in charge. He'd heard tale of another rodent that had gone where no rodent had ever gone before: under the sea. Perhaps that genius could help him. 

At the bottom of the sea however...
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There were many wonders awaiting for Jerry.

He plummeted to the depths in his nautical suit specially made for his small petite body. As he neared the bottom he saw it... A pineapple, under the sea. he wondered, "whos got a pineapple under the sea?"

It didnt matter, his heart was pounding and he needed to know. Jerry slowly walked toward the pineapple and looked up at the large metal door. with a mighty (rat-sized) knock, Jerry knocked
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He could hear a high pitched peal of laughter from inside the house as he stood waiting in the moments after he'd banged on the front door of the pineapple. Surely, whoever was inside couldn't have been more intimidating than clumsy Tom who had failed to chase him for years. 

Jerry had a moment where he felt that hint of sadness at the thought of Tom. Gone too soon and leaving Jerry with a void in his life that sent him searching out new adventures. New journeys. Things to chase and things that might just chase him. 

The sound of the door opening broke through his thoughts and a pair of large eyes looked at him in seeming confusion. 

"Patrick! Were you expecting company?" The bright yellow sponge, for lack of any other way to describe him, called back into the house. Jerry heard someone else approach with a deeper voice who responded. 

"No Spongebob. I wasn't expecting nobody." The large pink starfish appeared now in view as well and Jerry felt a spark inside him. Perhaps he'd be able to find some adventure under the sea with these two after all.
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Jerry skittered across the sandy floor, looking up at the square sponge and pink starfish. He hadn't seen anything quite like them before. He knew then that he needed to explore and nurture that spark he felt within him and that he could only do that here with these two. 

"Hi fellas, I'm Jerry, I saw your add on Clamlist for a roommate? I was interested in the open room, although I may be able to even use a smaller space." Jerry squeaked up at them, craning his neck all the way back to look at Spongebob and Patrick.

"Patrick, did you put an ad out on Clamlist?" Spongebob asked, confused. It seemed he might be jealous that Patrick is interested in a roommate and didn't consider Spongebob first. 

"I can't remember, I.." Patrick stumbled over his words, looking up for a clue.
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Slowly, memory comes back to Patrick. "Yeah, you were complaining about rent being so high this year and since neither of us have gotten a raise in years that seemed like the only  option." Spongebob slowly nods. "I guess you're right Patrick. I didn't realize I'd been venting to you so much that you felt like you had to take action. I'm sorry buddy, that wasn't very good of me." Patrick claps his best friend on the back and says. "It's ok. What are friends for?" Both of them return their attention to Jerry. "Do you still want the room?" Jerry smiles, a tear running down his face at the beauty of their friendship. "You bet." The sponge and starfish beam at him. "Well welcome to the homiest pineapple under the sea!" They say in unison. They help Jerry move all of his worldly possessions in and settle on the couch in front of the tv. "You know, it was so nice seeing your friendship. After I lost my friend Tom I realized just how beautifully rare that kind of thing is."