Spongebob X Patrick Novels & Stories

“I think you're trying to make me fat,” I joked, making him laugh. “And after the meal?” A mischievous glint flashed in Patrick's eyes as he leaned forward. “Do you know how to swim?” he asked, smiling in a smug and charming way. “I do, but I'm afraid of sharks,” I confessed, eating the strawberry slowly, never taking my eyes off his. He bit his lip and moved closer to me. “Oh, miss, the only one who will get a taste of you today is me!” Pulling me to him, Patrick lifted me up, laying me down on the bench before returning to the table.

Alessia's POV I thought I looked funny in the yellow dress my mum had me wear, but it's nothing compared to how funny Patrick looked in his yellow suit. What the hell? Not the both of us being a look alike to SpongeBob. I wanted to burst into a fit of laughter and had to hold onto my dress to prevent myself from choking.

and he bows a little, shocking Mark. “What fuck?” he said in his mind looking at his father acting. “I had some business but I here now” Patrick said looking around for a place to sit comfortably but Pete Thompson can’t hold his mouth closed and asked directly: "Your Royal Highness, did you go to see Sarah again?" Patrick just turns around and looks him in the eye with an irritated face. “What’s his problem?” Bart almost growls in Patrick's mind but he can’t react more because Patrick puts Pete Thompson at his place in no time.

His chocolate brown hair that usually was kept pulled up in a tight bun, now flowed down to his shoulders. Patrick simply shrugged, entering the room after them before he closed the door. "She's fine, and to answer your question, Phoebe. No, I am not married, but maybe one day if I ever find my person." He replied with a friendly smile, walking over to his stool before pushing it closer to the patient's table where Phoebe was already waiting. "I see that you two have found your person and, soon, you'll be adding a third."

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.

Deciding to ignore her, I just rolled my eyes and put my phone back in my jeans. "Does she have a "like" syndrome? I heard it's deadly, especially for brain cells," It's a miracle! JerkAss actually said something right and bright. "MR. LANGSTON!" A shout came from the shop. We turn around and groaned when we saw it was the best friend of Sponge Bob, Patrick. -I made a joke. "Call me Reed, starfish." That's actually funny, "Mr. Langston is my father, the one with gray hairs and a lot of wrinkles." Now that's just plain rude.

​ “Not that late. I’ll be back by 11 pm.” ​ “For real?” ​ “Of course I am! Why are you grilling me like a child? Didn’t you say you’d let me live my own life?” She murmured playfully. ​ “Fine. I’ll stop grilling you now. But whose birthday is it?” ​ “Peppa’s birthday.” ​ “Oh, okay then.” Since Peppa Robinson was his sister’s only close friend, he wasn’t too worried. ​ “I’m going now, Patrick.” ​

Nuel asked as he laid beside me and handed me the remote before getting up again to turn off the lights so it was only the television illuminating the room. After channel surfing for a while, I finally settled on nickelodeon. "SpongeBob? Really?" He said with a teasing smile. "What? I like Spongebob." I defended pouting. No one dare looks down on my spongebob. " I love you." He said out of the blue. "I love you too Nu-Nu." I cooed. "No baby, let's look for a better nickname." He grimaced. "No, I like that one." I sulked.

She asked, "Have you changed into a different person?" Mandy widened her eyes in shock. "You forgive him? Gloria, he is the most unforgivable scumbag in the world, but you forgive him?" Gloria just smiled and didn't say anything. She ignored her words and did not take them seriously. Christine shook her head. "The high and mighty Patrick is wearing a pair of slippers with pink-blue bunnies. He puts on an apron, and cooks in the kitchen! It would shock everyone in Gabbs if someone spread the news."

"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.