Spongebob X Squidward Comic Novels & Stories

“SpongeBob?” “And you,” Sophia added, tapping her iPad and turning it toward me. “Look at this. ‘The Dangerous Lawyer, the Billionaire Dad, and the Internet’s Favorite Toddler of the Week.’” In the photo, I was laughing, hair flying, sunlight catching on the side of my face. Zane sat next to me, arm draped casually over the back of my chair, looking like a man who knew exactly how handsome, rich, and dangerously addictive he was, more potent than espresso shots mixed with unresolved daddy issues.

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.

he replied. I shook my head. It looked like he wouldn't be able to practice again later. The dining room was just near the sofa so somehow I could watch what he was watching. I saw a yellow object there. It was box -shaped and had a holes with it. "What are you watching, Aikee?" I asked. He nodded and faced me. "It's called Spongebob, brother. It's a cartoon for kids," he replied. I frowned. "Are you still a kid? Aren't you 16 already?" I immediately asked.

We had shared a very, very satisfying experience that day and since then we could not keep our hands off of each other. I giggled as I angled my camera and took a picture of what I was wearing and sent it to him. I was not wearing much. I had on a white tank top and a pair of shorts; however, my cleavage was very much evident. Ambrosius looked at me and pouted. “How come he gets a picture and I do not.” He asked childishly. “Because you get to see them in real life every day.” I retorted. “Whatever.” Ambrosius muttered and returned to watch SpongeBob on the television.