Freaky Spongebob Novels & Stories

"I didn't know she went shit crazy." Suddenly Racheal jumped away from me, her previous misery forgotten. I watched as she ran to the corner of the room where there was a small table. She picked up the large yellow sponge hugging it delicately. "My gosh Sponge-Bob, why are you naked?" The curiosity was so real that everyone was clutching their stomachs as they went to into a laughing fit. Softly chuckling I went near her, trying to pull the sponge away but she clutched it and glared at me. "He's naked, don't look!"

"And I have fur. You're an advanced alien species—like me. Everything I told you is true, and I just want to help—I can show you my alien spaceship if you want?" "Bertie's freak show act was enough, thank you." "Bobby's freak show." Stralath corrected. "His name is Bobby. And I'm worried about his mysterious brother. We can't find him, and Bobby refuses to reach out to his sibling. Our target could be anyone." "He's the one who wants to kidnap me?" "Yes. They're vibrios—from an enemy pod. Let me help you—we can restore your fisheri abilities." "So that I can swim to my father? I have no memories of that water world. But, you'd want to use me anyway—to communicate with the fisheri."

We’re the reincarnation of the demigod. ‘I-I know who you are. I could feel your presence the moment you came close. My name is Fleex, my lords.’ The octopus was looking around us nervously, but it did not even try to flee anymore. Instead, it was glancing around us nervously. ‘I am very sorry for my behavior a while ago. It’s just that I keep seeing weird monsters these days.’ ‘Do they look like a cross of a human and a sea creature?’ It was a pointless question to ask, but still, I just wanted to make sure.

Gabby wore pink glitter sunglasses and named every fish like they were members of her palace staff. “That one’s Princess Bubble.” “That’s a clownfish,” Xavier said. “She can have two jobs.” Mama bought too many souvenirs because “they’re still little, Ara, don’t be stingy like a Swiss accountant.” Papá bought more at the shop next door when Mama wasn’t looking. In the end, we came home with two stuffed sharks, one plastic crown, an octopus-shaped fridge magnet, and Al crying because Gabby said his shark “had no emotional depth.”

I had my first male friend, even if he was a massive baby. "Mama sis, you're so mean," he faked a cry. "You're mean to all Earnest everywhere," he lazily climbed back into the chair, dramatically huffing and fainting on my chest. He was over the breakup, but he was a big baby. I asked him why he dressed like a girl to the acceptance trial, and he told me that he was feeling his swagger. He's a big dumb baby. "Mama sis, I'm bored, let's watch SpongeBob," he whined. Another thing, never make him your film partner. He complains and tries to change the channel or film every thirty minutes. That's if he doesn't sigh through the thirty.

There wasn't a card, just a tag, and I sat to open the gift. Inside a small cube box was a snowglobe, but instead of white flakes there was sand. A few tiny seashells settled to the bottom, and when the water cleared, two figurines emerged. A girl with long dark hair standing next to a guy with short reddish hair. A wooden slat sign on a post in a dune was beside them that read Seasmoke. The gift had to have been custom made and it ripped the breath from my lungs.

I asked her while grinning at the thought of my dream girl. “Yeah, the freak?” She answered as if she knew the girl. “Exactly,” I confirmed with a big, proud smile. “So, what's with the freak?” She cluelessly asked and then halted as she realized something. “Oh My Gosh, Prycie! You don't mean she's the one?” She asked in disbelief, and I’m just beaming. “Kyaaaaaah! I told you! I told you! I told you! I'm freaking right the whole f*cking time! Kyaaaah!” She's screaming and shaking her phone, or she is jumping on her chair. What a wild reaction!

He was wearing all white, with a polo shirt and white cargo pants and white desert boot yeezy sneakers, our outfits complemented each other quite well. He ordered the uber once I had finished my makeup whilst I was pre-drinking. "You look good and smell good babe", he complimented me as we were walking out the building. "Thank you", I responded getting into the uber and connecting the aux. "SpongeBob pet Gary, I'm a slimy mother fucker, Lookin' for a fairly odd mother like my name Crocker, green goblin not the grinch, stealin' out the stockings, how to dance , the chick from grease the pots stole made from crocker, oh the teeny bop pull up like a diaper on a toddler (huh, huh) strong like a

“Do you really still do that?’ I shrug, “Spongebob is awesome.” They both laugh at my childish reply. I feign offense as I pull April onto my lap and wrap my arms around her. “Hey, you join me too.” April shrugs. “I never claimed to be mature either. I mean, there’s just something about that perpetually happy yellow sponge that gets me here,” she points a finger to the center of her chest. Santana gives us an incredulous grin and shakes her head. “You two are perfect for each other.”

I ended up watching SpongeBob because it was just on and I didn't feel like changing the channel, I'm a big kid, so it was interesting enough. I'm laid there, still, when I felt a slight touch on my ass. Kinda like Jon's hand had twitched or shifted in his sleep and brushed my ass. I thought nothing of it and kept watching TV. Not even 5 minutes later, though, I feel it again. Like a grazing hand on my ass cheek. And then again, this time, it was like a gentle squeeze, which both surprised me and made me a little excited.