Grumpy Spongebob Novels & Stories

I tried to stay hidden behind Vincent, but the traitor stepped aside the moment I pulled him back. “You better not talk to me in that tone, Vincent!” “No-no-no! She did! It was her!” And just like that, I was face to face with Grumpy Grandpa himself. His expression shifted as he looked me over—sizing me up like I was some anomaly he wasn’t prepared for. > “Who is this little toad?”

as she thought. “I heard it was another quitter?” said a short man beside him. He looked like he was the same age as Gray. He was bald with tattoos—like a failed attempt at a carbon copy of Ronald. Gray had already nicknamed him Fakey McBaldy in her head. “Ah,” intoned Gollum. “Abram?” “You think?” responded Fakey McBaldy. “Yeah, that dude had always been such a wussy. It’s about time he’d go and kick the bucket.”

SOPHIA’S POV “Grumpy man,” I muttered under my breath the moment Mr. Graham was out of sight. I let out a sharp hiss, crossing my arms over my chest. The nerve of him. Ordering me around like I was some maid. I sank back into my chair, my fingers tapping against the desk as annoyance bubbled inside me. Damon Graham, billionaire, business tycoon, and the rudest man alive. He had no idea how insufferable he was.

I asked with a smile. He lifted his head. Happiness sparkled in his round, almost button-like black eyes. “Kind of,” he answered. I stepped back. “What do you mean?” I asked, surprised. “Because… I never met them in person. I really don’t know if they’re good or bad people. Still, I don’t trust Grandpa Fernando. He’s like Gru.” After saying that, he zipped his lips and stared straight ahead. Gru? Who’s Gru? Oh, I remembered. The main character in the cartoon Despicable Me. I laughed and pinched my forehead. Even the grandpa was mistaken for a villain.

“This thing got a sidecar?” “Yes,” I whispered, seeing it now — a small attached seat. “Put her in there. You get on behind me.” “I don’t —” “That car’s thirty seconds away. You want to have this conversation now?” I strapped Charlotte into the sidecar, her sobs turning to hiccups. “Mommy, who is he?” “A friend, baby. Hold on tight to Mr. Hoppy, okay?” The man swung onto the bike and looked back at me. “You ever ride before?”

Doctor Sweet has a look on her face that shows she knew what Chocolate was doing and didn't it one about it "It's alright, Vanilla. I don't mind being late today—" "Unless it happens everyday because Vanilla gets attached to going with you and people start questioning—" I eventually blurt out "It's fine! It's okay! I'd go on your stupid bike!" Right now, I feel like Mrs Puff in SpongeBob when the yellow dude keeps rambling about really annoying things and she gets so pissed, she actually puffs and becomes a ball. Because that's how I look right now.

Sebastian asked, struggling to hold back his laughter. Tera snorted but still answered, "Oh, yes. So, in that cartoon, there's a character named SpongeBob, the yellow one, and there's the boss of the Krusty Krab who sells Krabby Patty and is so stingy. The boss is named Mr. Krabs and he has a whale as a child." "Wait. You mean a crab has a whale child? How is that possible, crossing species like that?" "Boss, it can be, don't question the logic of everything, this is just a cartoon." "Yes, but..."

Nodding Dax smirked, “They are vermin Groban, nothing more,” Narrowing his eyes Groban nodded once, “Well I like keeping that which is mine clean, fed and with me at all times. Do you have a problem with that?” Shrugging Dax stepped back widening his eyes before turning to walk away.

"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!"

I gritted my teeth and glared at her but it vanishes quickly when my eyes darted back to Juno. I cleared my throat before pasting a big smile on my face, although, I was sweating hard nervously. “Hey there. You look so good in the morning.” I grinned while watching her from head to foot. Why does this girl looks like she’s attending a pajama party? It’s office hours! “I assume Sponge Bob is your favorite TV show as a kid?” I grinned, noticing the prints on her slumber outfit. “I like that show too- Aw!” “You manipulative bitch!” Juno screamed and I was caught off guard when she marched towards me and pulled my hair violently. I shrieked and tried to push her off. But the grasp she has on my