Best Squidward Moments Novels & Stories

MAX POV We called Soren to see if he could join us, but he was still on his way back from a client sign-off in Weston. Fuck, he groaned. One day out and it’s the day I have to miss the big celebration. “We’ll celebrate later,” Cloe said. “No biggie.” It will be a biggie, he said, and his voice was dripping dirty. I watched her shift in her seat, and it made my dick hard. I smiled as the call wrapped up.

I knew that they would be juicy when bitten into. The huge pieces of squid were chewy and fresh. With my sauce, they became extra sweet. Jorvan nearly inhaled each skewer with a single bite. It made a number of ghouls who were out killing other players to meet their quotas stop in their tracks. “Hey, Klyton, that sure smells good. Why don’t we have some?” “Are you dumb, Chitan? They won’t taste of anything!” “But it smells so good!” “The boss says we have to kill at least one player today. You’re such a slacker!”

she corrected herself. “To the present,” I said in agreement, lifting my own water bottle up. All five us joined in within seconds, laughing and smiling from ear to ear. Yes, the future is amazing and all, but the present with my four best friends? It’s priceless. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * JUDAH’s POV :

"I miss us." The pull was a roar now, an all-consuming need to close the distance. He started to lean in, his gaze dropping to my lips. My breath hitched, my eyes fluttering shut as my body moved toward him of its own accord. I wanted to forget. I wanted to believe the lie just for a second. SKREEEE! A piercing shriek of laughter echoed across the water. Maverick had successfully cornered a lizard and was doing a victory dance that involved a lot of splashing in the shallows.

He pushed the man over the side of the deck and listened to him splash. "You enjoyed that a tad too much," Devrim scolded, unable to hide his smirk. Junayd shrugged, "What can I say? I like the simple things. Now, who's next?" Goober splashed into the ocean and sank beneath the water, thinking with remorse that his last meal had been moldy bread and bitter wine. But then two smooth arms wrapped around his waist and pulled him upward.

“Please, let me have this…” I’d fight for it no matter what! I’d even report you to Tulfo, Aaron! Mister sat there laughing while the other customers just stared at us. Yes, it's free drama. Live streaming. Keep staring peeps. I didn’t care as long as I’d have that squid! Amidst our duel, I accidentally hit the glass of juice and the colored liquid went to… “F u c k!” Who else…? He stood up with wet his shorts …

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE’S ON LAND? STILL?” ROD SWAM from one side of the High Councilman’s office to the other in what was sure to be record-breaking time, scat-tering the shoal of synchronized damselfish he’d hired for his wife’s surprise party who were rehearsing in the corner.

"Then let's make every day from today feel just like this." She turned in his arms to face him. "You really rehearsed that speech in front of the mirror, didn't you?" He smiled. "Just a hundred times. And once in front of Saben. He cried." "Lies!" Saben yelled from a few feet away, holding a shrimp skewer in one hand and a pointing arm in the other. "It was allergies!" "Shrimp skewers don't make you cry, bro," Damian joked. "They do when you bite your tongue trying not to lose it during your future brother-in-law's love confession!" Saben yelled, smiling.

I held my breath, wondering where he was going with this little speech. "Hence, I have to push you now," he whispered from behind me, and I quickly turned to face him. "You're going to battle against me," he declared, watching me lift my head and frown at him. "You look like a giant; you'll squash me under your big feet," I blurted out, and Sawyer burst into laughter. I was taken aback, but I couldn't tear my eyes away from how openly he laughed. His laughter was cheerful and deep, and the way he placed his hand on his heart while beaming looked adorable.

"Looking at all your faces—the smiles, the laughs, the breeze, the whole damn vibe, it’s perfect!" “Yeaahhhhhh!” their cheers get louder. Then I turn back to Dave, squeezing his shoulder. His new fade haircut makes his grin look sharper. And I've never felt so proud of my fucking friend. "Thank you, brother. For giving us this space. To drink champagne, catch the sun, take stupid pictures in the middle of the sea, and make bad decisions we’ll regret the rest of our lives." Everyone claps, some even stomping their feet on the wooden deck.