Idiot Friends Spongebob Novels & Stories

If he had to, he would spend the rest of his life making it up to her in ways she did understand. “Henrietta Hanson, I want you to be my wife. I was an idiot earlier for letting them take the happiest day of my life away from me and making you upset because of them. That will always be my fault and my insecurities at play. I know you think I am strong and all that, but I am not really. I will always be the fat kid they had to play with because of family and all that.” He said as he looked at her eye to eye and nose to nose. “The guy they only wanted to be with because I was a stepping stone to something better.”

“You are amazing, and any guy would be lucky to have someone like you as their mate. To me, it was always if you wanted to be mine. If you haven’t noticed, many people find me annoying. Even my friends think I’m an idiot.” “They do not.” “Yeah, they do,” Dean said with a shrug. “It’s always Dean, you’re an idiot, and such. They don’t mean to insult me or anything, but it’s what they think, and that’s okay.” “Well, I don’t believe you’re an idiot. I mean, I may have said it, but I didn’t mean it.” A large smile spread across his face. “Yeah, and that’s what I still can’t understand. Perhaps you hit yourself in the head or something.”

I'm so gonna make fun of him for his tomorrow. I brought out my phone and hit the video button. The only way to make him believe is to film it. "Hey KC, can you say that again?" "Oh my god, cupcake. You're so fucking annoying. Mr Krabs is so gonna fire you for this. Oh! and tell Squidward I said cashy almost ran away yesterday. You should've seen it Cupcake, spongbob chased her all around Bikini Bottom" He laughed "Bikini Bottom"

Maya and I laid lazily on my couch, watching Ted over and over again till we became tired. Most of the time, Tristan and the thunder buddy song raced through my thoughts. I hadn't been seeing much of him since he saved me from taking a blow. I grabbed the remote and changed the channel to Nickelodeon. My eyes brightened when I saw SpongeBob on screen. Even if I was eighteen, SpongeBob was definitely a cartoon I'd never stop watching. How could anyone be like SpongeBob? He was very annoying and didn't know when to quit, but I still loved him.

I put my hands on my hips, "did you just Spongebob meme me?" "Did you Just SpOnGeBoB mEmE ME," he repeated. I playfully smacked him on the head, and he chuckled. "Kinky." "Idiot." "Control freak." "Ugh," I gave up. "Remind me never to commit a heist with you." "Really?" He smirked, finally dropping the Spongebob pose. "You wouldn't want to be the Bonnie to my Clyde?" "Oh, you'd love that, wouldn't you?" I asked rhetorically, and he winked, silently giving his answer.

I quickly ask. "Why should I?" he gives me a look of disgust, unaware of my situation. "You can use it all day today-- with Ethan! I am getting a ride from SpongeBob SquarePants!" I exclaim. Ethan bursts out in laughter at my remark. Lucas looks at me in question, "What the fuck? Who's Spongebob? Squarepants? Dude answer me before you leave!!"

he asked. “Yes, papa”, Leo caressed his hair gently without taking his eyes off the TV screen. That was just how much Spongebob Squarepants engrossed him. Eric hummed, “did you play with your friends?” Leo nodded, “we played football and handball”, he said in his tiny little voice, “I scored like Messi when we were playing football!” Eric watched his eyes shine with excitement, and he let out a laugh, “really?!” he exclaimed, “does that mean we have the next greatest footballer here?”

you know, the same old shit a Mr Crabs would do while a workaholic SpongeBob did the hard work. I guess I was SpongeBob. I was a workaholic. I was usually if not always the last person to leave the bag and it had soon become a norm with everyone comfortable about it. I for one, wasn't bothered though, it's not like I had someone at home to go to.

"So," I started. “So,” he answered, sending me a meaningful smile, to which I gave a dramatic sigh in return. “Do I really have to go in?” “Did I really have to sneak out so we could get here? No. But I did that anyway. See?” “Again, Spongebob, we did not sneak out. We said bye to your parents twice,” I remarked between chuckles. “And yeah, we also waved at them before getting in the car. See? Not a sneak out.” “Well, that’s your version of the story. I’m sticking with mine. So, sneak out it is.” He raised his hand as one chanting a freedom cry would, while I just shook my head in mock exasperation. “Remind me why I’m friends with a weirdo like you again?” “Because…” He pretended to consider

So one can imagine the panic fuelled by over thinking on what actually happened to him. Luckily... Or unluckily, he turned up alive on that Saturday after a full night search in the woods. He was in the hospital though, and when he finally could speak, turns out money was not the issue. Another human was, female to be exact. Charlie is far dumber than Patrick, SpongeBob's best friend. I'm sure Patrick will know not to cheat with Plankton's wife. Charlie cheated with the wife of a crazy gang loan shark idiot who only "forgave" him because his wife begged and begged and begged. The entire story is a mess honestly. But that was the last time I was unlookable on a Saturday... Until today.