The chaos began when the Nicktoons gathered in Jimmy’s lab for what was supposed to be a routine check-in. Danny, Timmy, and Jimmy stood together, waiting for SpongeBob to arrive.
But when he did, they all recoiled in horror.
Gone was the simple, happy-go-lucky sponge they knew. Instead, standing before them was a hyper-stylized, incredibly detailed anime version of SpongeBob. His normally round eyes were now massive, shining orbs filled with overly detailed reflections. His porous body was sleek, almost too smooth, and his limbs had exaggerated proportions.
"SPONGEBOB?! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?!" Timmy shrieked, pointing in pure terror.
"Yeah! Why do you look like you came out of a bootleg Shonen Jump issue?!" Danny added, his ecto-energy crackling in confusion.
SpongeBob grinned, eyes shining even more. "Oh, this? It's thanks to my fandom! They made an anime opening for me, and now, I've ascended to my true ANIME FORM!"Â
He struck a dramatic pose, pointing to the ceiling as if about to monologue for five minutes straight. The three boys exchanged worried glances.
"Uhh, okay, SpongeBob, buddy, listen," Jimmy started, adjusting his glasses nervously. "I think we need to discuss this rationally—"
"NO TIME FOR DISCUSSION!"Â
SpongeBob suddenly shouted, his voice echoing unnaturally. He pulled out what could only be described as a magical anime gun—a golden, overly complex ray weapon decorated with kanji and unnecessarily glowing runes.
"BEHOLD! THE ANIME RAY!" SpongeBob declared, spinning the weapon on his finger like a seasoned gunslinger. "With this, I shall bless you all with the power of anime!"
"OH, NO, YOU DON'T!" Timmy yelped, ducking behind Jimmy. "I LIKE MY CURRENT ART STYLE!"
Jimmy frantically pressed buttons on his Omnitrix-looking wrist device, but it was too late.
SpongeBob fired.
A bright, over-exaggerated explosion filled the lab. When the light faded, the horrifying truth was revealed.
Timmy and Jimmy looked down at themselves and screamed.
Timmy’s buck teeth were three times bigger than normal, and his eyes took up half of his face. he had an unnaturally tiny nose, his arms and legs were lanky and weirdly detailed, while his hair spiked in all the wrong directions that made him look like he had jumped out of a ‘90s shoujo anime.
"WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?!" Timmy wailed, his voice sounding strangely like it had an unnecessary echo effect.
Jimmy, meanwhile, had the misfortune of looking like an ultra-detailed, hyper-serious shonen protagonist from a mid-2000’s mecha anime. His face was sharp and chiseled, his signature pompadour had turned into a gravity-defying mess of sharp angles, his face also had unnecessary shading lines for fake drama, and his hands were now way too detailed, showing every knuckle and muscle. His eyes, sharp and piercing, made him look like he was constantly plotting revenge.
"T-This proportions aren’t biologically possible!" Jimmy gasped, looking in horror at his new, extremely detailed hands.Â
Then they turned to Danny and…stopped.
Because unlike them, Danny actually looked…cool.Â
His anime transformation had given him sharp, handsome features, tousled silver-white hair that glowed under nonexistent moonlight, and soulful, mysterious eyes. His skin glowed with an ethereal beauty, his jawline was now sharp enough to cut glass. His suit now fit perfectly, giving handsome but not overly exaggerated detail to his previously nonexistent muscles. And when he blinked, his eyelashes practically fluttered.Â
He was, simply put, an Ikemen. A man with a reality-defying beauty that was so impossible, that he could only exist in a dating sim anime game.Â
Danny blinked, looking at his reflection in a conveniently placed mirror.
"Huh," he said, running a hand through his flawless anime protagonist hair. "You know… I actually don’t hate this."
Jimmy and Timmy gawked at him in betrayal.
"YOU'RE OKAY WITH THIS?!" Timmy shrieked.
Danny shrugged. "I mean… I look kinda awesome."
SpongeBob, beaming with pride, put a hand on Danny’s shoulder. "See? Danny gets it.“Â
Timmy and Jimmy screamed again.
