Spongebob Hood Novels & Stories

Get the sponge, Liora. "Yes, sir," I whisper to the stone tiles, my voice small, entirely intimidated as I reach for the natural sea-sponge resting on the marble tray. My breath is completely trapped in my throat as he step down into the deep, steaming water, his large frame submerging beneath the froth until only his broad shoulders are exposed. I force my trembling knees to slide closer to the edge of the tub, dipping the sponge into the water, my heart pounding so loudly I am certain he can hear it. "Is... is the temperature alright, Mr. Hawthorne?"

I can hear the rain pounding against the windows, and I know my SpongeBob shorts are going to be soaked through by the time I reach the bottom. Reaching the big glass doors, I keep my hands on the handle, my heart pounding as I spot Warren standing by his car. The rain mercilessly drenches him, turning his black hair, hoodie, jeans, and boots into a soggy mess. He's drowned in rain, but there's something about the way his eyes light up when he sees me that makes my heart do cartwheels. What the hell is he doing here? Without hesitation, I swing open the door and step outside, my black socks quickly absorbing the moisture from the rain-soaked pavement.

"Oh hey Gio l did not see you there what a lovely weather we have today hmm l have been thinking why does spongebob live under the sea when he can just live in a sink it would be nice having a sponge doing our dishes just for a penny don't you think but l think..." "Lorenzo"he says cutting me off as a warning as he quickly turned me around to face Romero and Kyden who were glaring at me as a chocolate covered Alessa sat on the counter but there was something on her leg it looked like a bruise."What's that"l was interrupted by Giovanni saying "Am not gonna fall for your tricks"he said not looking but l said am serious which made him also look.

I was surprised when someone sat on the empty sit in front of me, ordering the same coffee and pastry as me. I clue snap out on my head. "You're like a mushroom, you just came out of nowhere." I said, forking the cake. " You know me," he said underneath the hood. " I have never know someone who just came out of nowhere with hoodies except you. Are you trying to be Robinhood? Zack?" I heard him laugh as he took off the hoodie that covers his face and I'm not wrong. " So you know me already, you're not afraid of me anymore?"

SpongeBob SquarePants is playing on the TV. I bring down the volume deciding to nap for a bit. I come awake when the ground moves beneath me. My eyes open to slits. Niko is carrying me to our bedroom. I must have fallen asleep on the couch. He places me softly on the bed covering my legs with the comforter but I sit up pushing it away before untying the knot on my robe. Pulling it from underneath me and tossing it to the floor. I notice he has removed his suit jacket and bow tie. The sleeves of his white shirt rolled up to his elbow. He looks good like that.

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.

“There!” There’s a flash coming from her lighter, then a shadow fills the room. A man in a hood comes up the stairs, and for a moment they seem to have a confrontation. She tries to back out into the door, but the man grabs her by the neck, takes out a blade, and starts to strangle her. The hood has very specific design on the back. A silver arrow pointing up. I can’t watch. “Turn it off!” Andy obeys all too gladly, slamming on the keyboard to stop the video. “All of you can go now.”

"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.

As I watched Spongebob and watched him work looking all hot and fine i tried to calm myself down and prevent my fangs from elongating. Then he cut himself and I lost self control. It was like time had stopped. My eyes turned a dark red as my fangs oh so slowly elongated. Before I could think I had pinned him to the wall and was staring straight into his intense and dark ocean blue eyes. I couldn't understand why his blood was like a drug to me? He nodded and that was all the assurance I needed. I closed my eyes and kissed his neck lightly almost as though I was savouring his taste which would be weird.

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.