Spongebob Good For Your Soul Novels & Stories

“You watch too much Spongebob.” “That’s his favorite cartoon since you were in prison.” Harper came in with a steaming cup of coffee shortly after. When she arrived Heidi was eating her pasta voraciously while Leo was kicking around in his new bouncer. Soft-sounding classical music played along to accompany the wobble created by the new bouncer. Harper was happy to see them all. Looks like the ideal family she’s always wanted all along. “Still hot.” “Just put it down. You should eat too.”

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.

DAMON 'Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?' The television yelled. "Spongebob SquarePants!" My seven-year-old niece squealed in response. From where I was, I watched her move her upper body energetically to the rest of the theme song and when the end came, I took over.

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!!"

“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.”

I put my head out my door and see a blanket being pulled around the corner. If nautical nonsense be something you wish? (Spongebob Squarepants) Then drop on the deck and flop like a fish (Spongebob Squarepants) Ready? (Spongebob Squarepants) (Spongebob Squarepants) (Spongebob Squarepants) (Spongebob Squarepants) I begin walking through the passage way , finding my way to the lounge. The room is filled with darkness ,the only source of light is from the huge television screen that is fitted onto the wall. I stand by the door way , which is directed between the couches. I hear someone shuffling around on the couches , I hear the person say “oof” many many times. I walk closer to the couches so

8 YEARS AGO "I like Patrick better because he's a starfish." Garriet said and I rolled my eyes. "But sponge Bob is smart and Patrick is dumb." I frowned getting angry as I swung my sailor moon lunch box and held her hand. Daddy said I should always protect Garriet because she has a weak heart. "Rage don't insult Patrick he's my friend," she warned. "Ok I won't anymore." I told her and we got into the lonely bridge road.

Jabal chuckled. “My best character is Patrick. he is too too dumb” “I know right...but sponge-bob laughter is enough to cure a terrible sickness” “Yeah...Wait” Rachel said and cleared her throat and then started laughing like Spongebob. “Oh my God! you sound exactly like him” Jabal laughed. “Seriously??, you guys are disturbing my eardrums...Nana should get here fast..you are just oppressing me” Aaliyah groaned. “Your loss” Jabal commented and Faced Rachel.

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 pick up a little pale yellow looking flower and sniff it before I lick it and the taste of salt and sweetness hits my taste buds. “That is sweet and salty popcorn. Try it.” I look at him with a raised eyebrow and I place it in my mouth and chew it slowly. The texture is strange. It is soft but parts are hard. It melts on my tongue. I hum at it and eat another one. “See, nice.” He reaches over and takes a handful, but I move the bowl away and hiss at him when he laughs at my possessiveness. That hasn’t changed. I like this human food, I have vowed to not eat fish. I will do my part so I don’t feel as guilty for my people.