Spongebob You Like Krabby Patties 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.

Riha asked with eyes twinkling wide with curiosity. "I know how to cook, who doesn't like ice cream? And cartoons are the best. Have you seen Sofia the first?" Riha nodded, "Clover is my favorite, you?" "I like James, he's nice and pretty too. Have you seen SpongeBob?" "SquarePants," "Paw patrol?" "Love the boy," "PJ masks?" "Owlette's powers are the best," "Vampirina?" "Not a fan of the blue skin but love her mother, pretty awesome bloodsucker," And she officially found a place in Rihanna's heart.

I said happily then cut the line. I just waited for the food I wanted to arrive. I really like a lot more, but the two I like the most. Ice cream sundae and burger became my comfort food. I was so excited about what I was watching so I switched it to another channel, I just stopped it on the cartoon network. pokemon is the current show, right and I want to see pikachu.

" I say throwing her arm around my shoulders. "Are those chocolates." She frowns when we got to the stairs. This is really going to be hard. "Do you know sponge Bob is a sponge?" She looks up to me expectantly. "I like sponge Bob, I mean his nice and makes nice crabby paddies." Another step up. "But I don't like Patrick he is so mean." Another step up. "And Mr crab is just too in love with money, just like that son of a chocolate." That should be me.

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.

I said so sure. "Just try it." challenge Vater. "So where is she now?" I asked anxiously. For the sake of Spongebob's voice box, I miss her so much. I love her so much. Want to kiss her, hug her. I miss her body. "If, you know her. You'll know where she is." Fuck!

then looked up and smiled at him. He grinned. "Me too! I love Scooby Doo!" My eyes bugged out of my head. Holy smokes! Was he kidding? He likes Scooby Doo too? This cute boy? That is so hard to believe! He grabbed my hand and dragged me towards his house. "Come on - I have stacks of DVD's of Scooby Doo. I'll show 'em to ya," and he added, "you like gummy bears?" I nodded. "Yeah, but I like the gummy worms."

"You know what, you both have a lot of things in common." "Who? Gavin?" "No! My brother, silly." "Hmm.. like what?" "First you're both stubborn." and she laughed when I playfully narrowed my eyes on her. "You both have strong personalities and I noticed that your favourite cartoon character is the same." She wiggled her eyebrows. "Spongebob?" I asked in surprise. "Yes, and he's still watching it every day." "But how can he watch it if he's always busy in the office?" "He has a phone and he's watching it online."

If his voice wasn’t accusation enough, the tiny finger pointed my way was. I shrugged like it was nothing, “I was having a bad day, but I’m much better now, I promise.” I lifted a pinky in the air. He narrowed his eyes at me, the way his mouth curled as he did was just too cute! He met my pinky finger with his and gave a toothy smile. “Now, come on. Let’s get some food in you.” He clutched onto my fingers as I led the way. I set up his favourite cartoon, SpongeBob and headed to the kitchen to get lunch ready.

Styx was very happy because it was his favorite place to eat. "When I grow up, I want to become like Jollibee," Zenith said with a smile as he bit into his burger. Styx laughed and pinched the child's cheek. There was sauce on the side of his lips so he wiped it off before taking a bite of his burger. "Why? Why do you want to be like Jollibee?" Styx asked curiously and looked at me. "He's cute and fluffy," Zenith replied. "But you're cute and fluffy too; you don't need to be like Jollibee," Styx argued with him. Zenith pouted and looked at me. I smiled a little and continued eating my sundae.