Sandy Loves Spongebob Novels & Stories

Nuel asked as he laid beside me and handed me the remote before getting up again to turn off the lights so it was only the television illuminating the room. After channel surfing for a while, I finally settled on nickelodeon. "SpongeBob? Really?" He said with a teasing smile. "What? I like Spongebob." I defended pouting. No one dare looks down on my spongebob. " I love you." He said out of the blue. "I love you too Nu-Nu." I cooed. "No baby, let's look for a better nickname." He grimaced. "No, I like that one." I sulked.

She tore a piece of a baguette off and dipped it into the sweet water fish stew as they spoke. “Well, I like to spend occasional afternoons playing video games. I like watching cartoons on Saturday mornings, especially Scooby Doo reruns, and I often d******d jokes on my phone and read them during boring business meetings.” Sandra thought of this handsome man in an expensive three-piece suit, reading one-line jokes. “I just realized I don’t really know much about you.” “What would you like to know? Ask me and I’ll tell you anything.” Sandra took a sip of her tea and thought about her answer.

A sensation of happiness runs through my body as I come to realization – she already sees me as her daddy! I get off the bed and starts pacing around again. I only wish that she called me daddy under different circumstances. Why am I such a dick?!!! I am back to that place of frustration as I think again about how I fucked up my chances. “ Are ya ready kids? (Aye, aye, captain) I can't hear you (Aye, aye, captain) Oh Who lives in a pinneapple under the sea? (Spongebob Squarepants) Absorbent and yellow and porous is he?

he said with a sigh. "Nothing will happen, Boraxip," Sandra affirmed. "Oh, and I hope John shoots you in the ass when he finds out you hid this from him for all these years." Borax pulls back from the hug, flabbergasted. Sandra giggled quietly, looking at a shocked Borax. "You seriously have the strangest love, tiny," Borax said, shaking his head at her. "It's my speciality," Sandra said, laughing. "Would you like to start breakfast? It's almost time."

I took another bite, then another bite, then a few more, but it still tasted beautiful every single time. After finishing a few pieces, I started on the fries, occasionally taking sips of the milkshake. I took out my phone to watch a movie. I was determined to enjoy my alone time with good food. I was too poor to afford N*****x so I used YouTube when I wanted to see a movie. The only good thing my apartment had going for it was the working wifi. I searched for my favorite animated series, SpongeBob. A young adult, but a child at heart you could say. I was twenty minutes into the first episode and halfway through my food when I heard a knock on my door. “Coming," I yelled.

Lizzy said, "l have decided one thing that l don't want child like him anymore." Sandy replied with strange expression, "So what do you think we should decide our future from now." "Dear! Sandy", said Lizzy with a shy. "l think we are lovers. Come near l want to tell you something", said Sandy by pulling Lizzy towards him. "But did you forget that we said in the morning that we are just friends", asked Lizzy affectionately by looking into his eyes. "Yes, but only for a while", said Sandy with a vacant mind.

Clover was the only person allowed to visit me and he was the only reason I still had my friggin' sanity intact. "Clover can I tell you a secret," I said dropping my voice to its lowest. He moved closer with a sinister look on his face. I closed the distance and put my hands around his ear. "I want to fuck him. I want him so deep in my punani, it grazes my friggin' soul." "Huh?" Clover jerked with a puzzled look. "Fuck who?" I sighed. "SpongeBob Square pants." I slapped my forehead again as his face glowed missing the sarcasm. "I'm talking about Eric. You Idiot!"

“Okay, fine, you win. But can you at least close your eyes just for ten seconds?” “Okay, fine. I’ll close them now.” I said, smiling. I don’t even know why but I feel so nervous about the surprise that they were saying. Sandy always loved surprising me and most often her surprises are really surprising in a negative way. But I still love her of course, she will never be Sandy if she’s not like that and I love her because of that.

“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.”

Stephie expressed while handing him two sourdough breads, both filled with sandwich meat, cheese slices, lettuce, tomatoes, cucumbers, with mayonnaise. John accepted the sandwich and a bottle of water with a gleeful smile. "Thank you." John expressed, "I'll be seeing you." "See you." Stephie waved then she watched as John entered the elevator and disappeared once the doors closed. Once John was gone, Stephie's eyes shifted towards Jacob, who stood by the elevator. Not in the mood to speak with him, Stephie turned to leave, with the aim of going to her room and trying out her new TV.