Spongebob Patrick Funny Novels & Stories

~Lola’s Point of View~ “Who lives in a pineapple under the sea … Spongebob square … pants,” I mumbled, as I struggled to open my eyes. “Sponge what,” a gruff voice said. My eyes rolled around a bit, but I couldn’t focus. Who doesn’t know Spongebob? He’s the best.

I stepped closer to Bennet and faced him seriously. "Well, probably because Spongebob is an adorable character even if he's just a sponge who tried to live under the sea. He's yellow and... has huge eyes and his attitude is somewhat childish," I answered. "Hmmm. Like a little silly blond boy with cute blue eyes," Bennet said softly. "Exactly. Most women find them irresistible..." I added. Bennet nodded before absentmindedly scratching his head. "And what about that?" "What the hell?" I asked with a frown.

He mumbled suggestively in a lower tone, causing me to raise an eyebrow at him. "You don't know me" I laughed at nothing in particular. I had no idea why I laughed because what I said wasn't funny, but in my drunken state everything felt like swirly colours and SpongeBob land. Can I say SpongeBob land? Wouldn't it more likely be SpongeBob water? "But I would like to," he argued, cutting off my ridiculous thoughts. I eyed him as carefully as I could, analysing if I could trust him or not. My fuzzy mind couldn't draw a proper conclusion, yet I felt oddly comfortable with him.

Sulking forgotten silent treatment abort! "Are you ready kids? (Aye, aye Captain) I can't hear you (aye, aye Captain) Ooh Who lives in a pineapple under the sea? (Spongebob Squarepants) Absorbant and yellow and porous is he (Spongebob Squarepants) 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

"Um....kid, what's your name?" "Patrick." "Hi, Patrick. Where's SpongeBob?" I joked, but the kid doesn’t seem to get it. Patrick just tilted his head to the side. "Never mind. My name is Hailey. Nice to meet you, Patrick." He didn't say anything. Well this is awkward. "So um.....tell me, Patrick. What are you doing in this building? Are you lost?" He nodded. "Do you...or do you know someone here that I could take you to?"

Right now, all he wanted to do was to drag Patrick, the worst of the worst, out of his damn depravity! Suddenly, Patrick's self-deprecating chuckle came out unexpectedly. Sean was stunned for a second and asked, "What are you laughing at?" He grabbed Patrick's collar even harder, but Patrick didn't stop laughing. Instead, he laughed harder. "What the fuck are you laughing at? Is it so funny?" Sean scolded angrily.

“The temperature of the lake is delicious at this hour.” "Of course, I'll change, give me the shorts you mentioned." She reached into her bag and tossed it to me: I couldn't help but laugh. It was the most ridiculous thing in the world! The crazy look of cherry prints with SpongeBob characters. The boy was a fool, amused behind his half-fired character. I took it with disgust, saw her take out some towels and walked away to put on the blessed thing that was a danger of fashion, of sight and of everything.

Bruna gasps as her mouth draws an 'o'. Troy looks at his watch. "It's 7:10 pm." "Noooo!" Bruna cries out. "I'm 10 minutes late for SpongeBob!" Really? A cartoon? She kicks my legs from her lap and sinks on the couch to watch SpongeBob. She's acting as if this is her house. It's not. "Oh," Bruna sits up on the couch looking at Troy and me. "I almost forgot!" She taps her forehead. "Guess what?"

The other guys,three in number who stood around them laughs. "Sometimes I wonder what's gotten into you babe"The said Patrick retorts, laughing in between. "I told you Pat,this isn't school,Okay?"she replies"and I told you to stop calling me that" "What? 'Babe'?" He begins to laugh again and I felt disgusted at this guy. I didn't know if my irritation towards him was because he was a complete scumbag to women or because of the stupid look on his face which gave his idiotic personality away at a first glance. Or because of how he kept trying to grab that lady without her consent.