Spongebob I Ripped My Pants Novels & Stories

"I will buy you a new set first thing, I promise." He gently tore the fabric of the jog bra along the seam lines and then lifted the remaining fabric over my head. "I can repair it," I told him. He instructed me to hold on to his shoulders while he lifted one leg at a time to remove my sneakers. He didn't rip my yoga pants. He gently slid them down one leg at a time. I heard a violent hiss under his breath and when I looked down, I could see why. My legs had changed from a pale white to various shades of purple and yellow.

We now have the perfect employee - employer relationship and I totally love it It's nine pm , Wendy and I are watching SpongeBob SquarePants and suddenly get this urge to eat peanut butter. Strange thing is , I hate peanut butter but now I feel like I will die I don't have it in the next zero point zero zero zero zero zero zero one second. I rush to the kitchen and take out the entire bottle of peanut from the fridge and start licking. "What the hell!" Wendy exclaims "What?" I ask innocently. "Since when did you start eating eating peanut butter?"

"What? Wouldn't that be cool though? How many houses can you walk into, to see an aquarium of sea horses?" Dean sipped his hot chocolate, licking his lips. "We may as well buy a couple jelly fish. No?" I quirked an eyebrow. "I have always like Spongebob." Dean squeezed my hand lightly, laughing. "You have." Suddenly, everything turned into slow motion. My hand released from Dean's, the warmth brittling away. A sound left my mouth as my arm was yanked-something between a grunt and squeal. The force caused me to fall onto the ground. The hot cocoa cup fell onto the ground, the liquid puddling on the cement.

Right now, we were walking by the ocean side and he was kicking sand with his feet like a toddler in a way that I found oddly adorable. The cute SpongeBob bikini set I was wearing was picked out by him apparently, and when he revealed that to me this morning, he also surprised me by confessing that he’d personally picked out every single outfit I had met when I came to the island. He was full of so many surprises and I didn’t know what to make of it. Was I growing fond of Xander? I hoped not. “Oh crap, there’s a crab by your left toe!” he yelled out and I nearly jumped out of my skin and I ran away from the spot without even looking to confirm his words.

So instead of coming back to find out that I had indeed missed important stuffs like that, putting the phone on DND was a better option. I did a quick sweep of the room, trying to see if I had somehow left it in an unforgivable state but it looked rather decent. Pleased with my high level of self control, I made my way to my walk in closet and shrugged on some pj's which was just a two piece satin attire with SpongeBob SquarePants printed on them.

He scooped low to pick it, but he was too fast, because the second he did, I also moved. My knee hit his chin, making him fall with a grunt; the pathetic fool almost took me to the floor with him. “Shit! You idiot!” I yelled, kicking him off me. he rolled on the concrete round like a leech, clutching his chin, which already sported a red bruise. “Watch yourself next time… you cannot afford the dry cleaning bill for my socks, let alone these cashmere pants by Gucci.”

"Ambulance? Are you trying to ruin my IPO? This is an important day for my company, and the media is all over this place! Are you trying to make me a laughingstock in the industry by calling you an ambulance right now?" Yvette leaned over suddenly to grab my hair, forcing me to look up. "That was only half a bottle of ointment. Why are you acting like you're hurt badly when those people in the comedy clips feel nothing after using the ointment? What kind of a man are you when you can't take a little pain?" Henry Curtis was laughing hard by her side while holding a selfie stick equipped with proper lighting. He was wearing a flamboyantly shiny suit and had on thick makeup while speaking out l

“I’m sure. Very sure.” I let go of the hanger I’d been holding and took a small step back. “Alright then.” She darted in front of the wardrobe as if to shield it from my view. Her movements were hurried, almost frantic, and for a moment, I couldn’t figure out why she was so flustered. Then my eyes caught sight of something—a flash of bright yellow fabric with a cartoon print. SpongeBob. The realization hit me instantly, and I barely suppressed a chuckle. She was embarrassed because I’d seen her cartoon-themed underclothes.

I immediately threw the taco to the nearest bin and took out a wet tissue from my bag and quickly tried to clean the stain. "I'm so sorry.. I'm so sorry." I said repeatedly. "I can't believe this." He said in a deep voice.. that made me look up. Oh holy krabby patty spongebob.. Is he a greek god or something? How can I bump into a really handsome and hot guy? "I'm sorry." I said and our eyes met.. "I need to go so just give me this." He took my wet tissue and left. "Sorry!" I said and he just walked away at a great speed. I looked at his back. Oh shit my taco! I walked to the bin and looked at my taco. Shit! I just took a bite.. I closed my eyes and sighed.

Seth stood up from the floor, hurried to me. This morning, I had spent a lot of time giving my hair the perfect style. But, now that a cockroach had attacked my butt, I threw my hands up to my hair, cut off the band I had used to tie it in a ponytail, and began yanking at its strands. Technically, I had run mad. "There's a cockroach in my panty!" I cried at him, my legs leaping and dropping back to the couch like a bouncing ball. Or maybe like SpongeBob SquarePants.