Spongebob Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“If in ‘Your Stranger’ by Ms. International_Pen, the yellow cheese is called SpongeBob, what about in our story? Guess the brown square. SpongeBob is for Zhio because he’s smart. And you’re this brown square. Make your guess. Ahahaha. “ “Tss, nevermind.” “It’s Dumo ~ Dumo ~ Dumo! You’re my cute grumpy Dumo. By the way, that crazy woman is a liar. I didn’t make a deal with her! I accepted the challenge because I know you’re going to be my ally. She’s dreaming if she thinks she can take you from me. Just send her home. We’re having so much fun earlier, until she came. And don't ever include your brother in this. You’re my husband. Only you.” Sean sighed and hugged my shoulders. Because I was c

The blue cat robot scowled at me, how dare he? "Spongebob.", I yelled for my best friend."No one loves me, take me with you to the ocean. I'll even sew you a new pair of pants. Promise." I requested the sponge whose large blue eyes brightened in delight."Is it a yes?" I exclaimed taking a step towards the adorable blue-eyed sponge. "No, no one is going anywhere.", Mr Arnold ordered as he looked at me with a stern face. The cat robot and yellow sponge got afraid listening to him yelling and the next second, Doraemon took out his anywhere door and both of them vanished.

"Hello? Theresa? You there?" "Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?" The TV rang out. " Ooh SpongeBob," he chirped in a cheerful voice. I kinda like where this is going. "Absorbent and yellow and porous is he?" He sang along. "If nautical nonsense be something you wish," "Dude," I turned the phone to my face. " Hey Theresa, could you turn me back to SpongeBob? I wanna finish .... OMG! Theresa! You're finally talking to me!" He screamed.

, i said chuckling as he stood up. ~~~~~~~~Few Moments later~~~~~~~ (In SpongeBob voice) I tried as much as possible to go up the stairs as without making a sound, but i guess Bryan really wasn't getting thr hint. "Cammy! Is that you?", my mom yelled from the kitchen making me freeze at a spot. I took my index finger to my lips signing Bryan to shush, he nodded. "No, it's me Bryan!", he answered. "Oh Bryan, freshen up for dinner in while, and call Cammy to set the table", she said breaking my bubble, shit! That what what i was avoiding. "Yeah, but I think she's still in the shower", Bryan said covering me up giving me the hint to run into the bathroom.

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.

Strangely, when I got into my room, locked my door tightly, I suddenly cried. I raised my hand, my hand trembled, and my body suddenly became very withered. "What have I done? This is the second time I feel emotional and slap someone else. What will happen to me after this? the longer the environment around me, the less healthy it feels," I grumbled. My eyes turned to the SpongeBob doll that Noah gave me, and I hugged the doll. "How can a man who treats me warmly, even gives me all these cute things they say is a cruel man. I mean, I know a lot of things that hurt me because of Noah. but my mind can not accept Diana's statement "I cried even more sobbing

He wiggled his eyebrows at me while his eyes twinkled with amusement making me blushed and shook my head. "Walaykumsalam, morning! My dream was blank, no need of flattering yourself. I would rather dreamt of SpongeBob than dreamt of you," I playfully sneered at him, playing with my fingers. "Wow, that's nice and cool. I know you are obsessed with SpongeBob; I think I will have to compete with it now. Thank Allah, not with Tom and Jerry," he fake- gasped, holding his chest in a painful manner. "Your food is on the table," I said dismissively, trying hard not to laugh.

“No, I don’t know what SpongeBob says. I don’t have any kids. So, there’s no reason for me to be watching SpongeBob.” “Yeah, my bad,” Arianna giggled. She stopped laughing once she noticed the serious look on Pierce’s face. “What’s the matter?” Arianna asked, running a finger down Pierce’s nose before she booped it. Pierce tried to bite her finger, but Arianna quickly evaded him. “I-I’m considering adopting a child.” Arianna’s eyes widened in shock. “You think it’s a bad idea, don’t you?”

If her sister was like a glass doll, then this pretty girl was like a sunflower in a field. Let's call her....a beautiful girl version of Sponge Bob. Sponge girl? "We are just playing with her," Patrick said while grinning. I lowered my head. Liar. You're clearly bullying me. "Hey Ginger, are they bothering you?" I glanced up at Sponge girl. ...Ginger? Oh, yeah my red hair. But I am not offended since I don't feel any malice in her tone. But should I tell her? That these kids were bothering me and stealing my Elizabeth away? What if Sponge girl told about this to my parents? They would know I brought Elizabeth.

"We. Are. Not. Busy." Why don't I feel so frickin' lucky? Should I just call in sick? That sounds like... it's never gonna work. I guess I'm gonna have to survive. It's just an outfit. I'm gonna be just fine. --- 7 minutes later (Imagine in SpongeBob's narrator's voice) I am NOT OKAY. The fuck is this?!.. "So.. do you like it? 'Cause I think it's pretty hot," she said, giggling. "Yeah, Brit, you really outdone yourself this time," Matt said, complementing her.