Hat Tricks
A/N: If any of my normal readers have ventured here you might be surprised. Sorry you have ventured into another of my many fandoms of nonsense. Otherwise this is a pairing I've always supported in my mind for some reason. Maybe because I like Patrick and Squidward best? Either way here it is. This is a perspective piece of what Squidward and Patrick's relationship before Spongebob in Squidward's mind. Short, sweet, and lightly peppered with romance to which the title doesn't relate. Except maybe by an old wives tale I vaguely recall. Well here goes please R&R.
Believe it or not I had never found Patrick annoying before Spongebob. Then again before the yellow abomination known as a sponge appeared I can't say we interacted much. There was of course the semi-friendly hellos, when I wasn't too disinclined to acknowledge another being's existence. Sometimes there was even a bit of small talk, not that it was intelligent or anything. Patrick has always been a few fuses short to be a bright blub. Regardless it wasn't so bad to listen to him go on about the silly things he thought were important. Before the yellow sponge they weren't nearly as laborious to listen to, and didn't occur often enough to be a bother. There weren't random outbursts of insanity just clam and collected peace.
Before Spongebob not once did Patrick show up at my door, or randomly in my house in places he shouldn't be. Which I will never admit I don't mind so much now that it happens. At least not when it's Patrick by himself, and never may anyone know it. Just as no one knows that I have one tiny painting of Patrick buried somewhere neither he no Spongebob would ever find it. I painted it long before Spongebob came into our lives on a day I thought the pink star was being particularly adorable and not stupid in the least. Another thing I would never admit even at the cost of my tentacles. Despite being a complete dunce most of the time Patrick wasn't quite as stupid as he let on. There were many times before the singing moron showed up that he showed that side in our small talks. But he changes when Spongebob is around he isn't the Patrick I know anymore or the one I've almost liked. He's still there just enjoying his time with new company. Or maybe that side of him was always like that and Spongebob just gave him the courage to show it more openly. I can't say I dislike this side either just the company it keeps.
I may hate Spongebob but I am grateful to him for bringing Patrick more solidly into my life. I myself wasn't quite sure how. And even though things aren't the way I want them to be now maybe one day I'll tell him how I really feel. Maybe one day I can tell Patrick that I might, just maybe, have fallen for him and his stupidity. Maybe one day.
