Spongebob Goofy Novels & Stories

After fighting my way out of duvet jungle , I finally settle down…and right on time too! My favorite part of the introduction plays , and being a Spongebob fan – I mimic the yellow sponge dude. I pretend that I have a long yellow noise as him , and play it like a flute with him. I always did that , I will never miss any opportunity to copy that action. If I don’t do it , then I must be an imposter. Jason’s Pov

softly at that. Yeah, I knew how Hawk's driving could be, and when he was in a rush, I could only imagine how it was. I excused myself from my mum soon after, to go see the mastermind behind all of this. "So," I started, smiling at him. "So," he answered, smiling back. I chuckled softly before covering the space between us, so that now, my arms were wrapped around him in a hug. He must have been stunned, because for a second or two, he didn't react. But he soon reciprocated the gesture; wrapping his arms around me as well. And the feeling it left was one I couldn't quite understand. However, I knew I sure liked it. "Thank you, Spongebob. Really, thanks. This is the sweetest thing anyon

he exasperated. I was having a field day in my chair as I remembered how hard it was to dumb myself down and write that history paper. I had claimed that SpongeBob SquarePants was the official symbol of the United States of America, and I had boldly asserted that the current president was none other than Justin Bieber, with Ariana Grande serving as his vice president. True to her dishonest character, Penelope tried to defend herself with lies. “Maybe I had gotten tired and made a mistake in the night," she claimed, her voice trembling with feigned innocence.

The Goofy Goober spat between his laugh. "It's the first time I've seen her speechless" A skinny man responded trying so hard to keep himself from falling off. "I'm Marcus" the clean guy stretched out his arm. "Good to know" Anita replied and walked past him, into the pharmacy. "Brooooo! That was rude." The goofy guy walked up to Marcus and threw an arm around his shoulder. " She definitely doesn't know who you are, hahaha...ha ha *cough *cough I'm sorry sir" He bowed his head and stood with respect. Likewise the other members. With how serious the goofy man looked, it was hard to tell if he was the same person or if he had multiple personality.

said Mari, folding her hands primly in her lap. “That’s no excuse. And seventeen is almost eighteen, and eighteen is legally an adult.” “We both know that eighteen doesn’t mean anything in terms of maturity. Pretty sure you were still watching SpongeBob SquarePants when you turned eighteen.” I pointed a finger at her, my other hand covering my heart. “The first four seasons of SpongeBob are brilliant and it’s not my fault you can’t see that.” “Now you’re just deflecting. And about a cartoon sponge who lives in a pineapple.” Mari’s tone was dry. Her tone became gentler as she added, “What’s the worst that can happen if you’re honest with him?”

Turns out I was lost in thought and causing traffic. My nose is welcomed with the smell of wet wood. I raise my head and my eyes widen in absolute... Shock, dismay, disbelief or disgust!?.. You know when Mr. Krabs from spongebob sees something bad and then his eyes break and he replaces them? Well if I could do that, it would be the best reaction to this scene right now!

"Spongebob trianglepants." "Hey! It's squarepants!" She protested as she looked at me pouting and I found her so cute. I laughed and she looked at me flatly. "You're no F.U.N." She hissed.

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.

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.

By the time I am done it is time for me to go home and get ready for the in-laws. When I get home I see Goof on the couch watching tv. Normally he is in the kitchen helping Sabine and joking around with her. “ Goof, help. I can’t reach a bowl I need. Fucking tall people.” Sabine shouts. I shake my head and chuckle. “Nope, I’m not going in there. Wait until Viper gets home.” Goof says. What? Why is he refusing to help Sabine? He is always helping Sabine. “ For crying out loud. They are just shorts, Goof. Your skanks wear less than these.” Sabine yells back. I notice Goof has his back to her. “ I value my life, Pocket. If Viper sees me near you wearing those he will go ape shit on me. Even if