Round Spongebob Novels & Stories

He huffs like I'm the one being complicated, "I saaaid, this...isn't...'Bastian Harr'son!" "...Is this Sebastian?" "No!" The man cheers, "This is TREVOR!" He screams the words "no, this is Trevor" exactly how Patrick Star from the cartoon Spongebob Squarepants screamed "no, this is Patrick" during the episode he was a cashier at The Krusty Krab taking phone calls, and it is then that I'm completely done with Sebastian's bullshit, and his friend's. When he starts laughing uncontrollably, I rub my eyes. "Well, Tre-vor, why are you calling me from Sebastian's phone?"

“SpongeBob?” “And you,” Sophia added, tapping her iPad and turning it toward me. “Look at this. ‘The Dangerous Lawyer, the Billionaire Dad, and the Internet’s Favorite Toddler of the Week.’” In the photo, I was laughing, hair flying, sunlight catching on the side of my face. Zane sat next to me, arm draped casually over the back of my chair, looking like a man who knew exactly how handsome, rich, and dangerously addictive he was, more potent than espresso shots mixed with unresolved daddy issues.

I genuinely had no idea how he’d gotten it so right. "I… I used to love SpongeBob," he admitted, shifting his weight as if he regretted saying it. "Boss, you still love it," Cale added from behind us, amusement thick in his voice. I laughed as Slade shot Cale a hard glare. The look was sharp enough to cut glass, but held no real anger.

I also saw different kinds of fish. I even saw Nemo and the whole cast of Spongebob! Except for Spongebob and Sandy, of course. Spongebob is somewhere on our kitchen sink and Sandy is in the wild. I wonder where is Dory? I looked around in the hopes of finding Dory but I failed. I was a little sad about that. We were underwater for about an hour. When we were done, we went back to the villa to take a bath and rest for a bit. "It's so nice there, Aries! Let's do it again tomorrow!" I happily said when we are resting in our villa.

“What? Spongeboob?” She releases a high-pitched sound between a scream and a giggle. “I think SpongeBob is ridiculous too baby” Kissing her once more, this time on her cute little button nose, I get off my knees to join Niko where our dinner is dished out in covered plates. "You didn't have to wait for me," I say lowly. When I’m close enough he takes my hand, bringing it to his nose, sniffing at my skin. “You like?” I ask smiling. “It’s a new body butter, Mama sent it over earlier and I thought to try it out.”

“Life is tough, my darling, but so are you.” ~♡~ “Are you ready kids? Aye Aye Captain I can’t hear you! AYE AYE CAPTAIN Oohh... Who lives in a pineapple under the sea? Spongebob Squarepants! Absorbent and yellow and porous is he! Spongebob Squarepants! If nautical nonsense be something you wish Spongebob Squarepants! Then drop on the deck and flop like a fish!

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.

“What’s wrong with looking for SpongeBob?” He’s fighting a smile. I can see it in the way his mouth twitches. “Nothing, if that’s your thing. I’m sure I could find you a SpongeBob centre. T-shirts. Balloons. A life-sized mascot, too. Just say the words and it’s all yours.” “No thanks,” I say, pulling down the sun visor and flipping open the mirror. I check my reflection and, thankfully, my anxiety didn’t melt my mascara. “I’m more of a Squidward girl.”

Nathan explains while taking something out from the folds of his backpack, “while everyone else has bottles of tap water weighing down their packs, I have… sponge bombs!” Nathan whips out two of the sponge bombs, one in each hand. Kate, who’s glaring at the gathering crowd, doesn’t see him. “Did you say Spongebob?” she asks out of the side of her mouth. “No, sponge bombs!” Nathan hisses. “Sponge bombs.” Getting back his showman voice, Nathan announces: “This hydrotechnics show, ladies and gentlemen, is all part of Kate’s 18th birthday bash.” Just on the other side of the gate, the rest of Camp Unplugged have hesitantly emerged – Red and Yellow teams both.

Spongebob was on and he seemed to enjoy it. "Alright then, Matteo," I said and smiled. He told us that his name was Matteo Greensville and those abusive parents were actually his adoptive parents and that he had no idea who his real parents were. He told us some information about himself like his age which was six years old and that he was born on the ninth of July. He told us that he loves chocolates and going to church. He stated that whenever his parents were out on Sundays, he would sneak into the cathedral church and worship God, eventually a lady called Mrs.Mary noticed him and she gave him a bible for him to study. I noticed that Matteo was familiar and suddenly I remembered that he