Author's Note: Hey! It's been a while since I've posted something and I thought why not write a story where it's not based in the ocean? I decided to make this multi-chapter story and here's the first chapter, hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the SpongeBob SquarePants characters mentioned in this fanfiction… that's why it's called fanfiction :)
There she was, mixing an ingredient into her mysterious concoction.
He smiled deviously. This would be a surprise she wouldn't forget anytime soon. He had to wait for her to stop pouring liquid into a beaker, so he could begin with his attack.
Squirrels were high tempered, especially this one, and who knows what would happen if his attack happened at the wrong time. The scientist paused for a moment, examining her potion as if it were a priceless painting.
This was his chance.
The attacker sprang up and made a karate stance in the air, running towards her, he swung his gloved hand in her direction shouting "Hi-ya!"
The scientist pushed him aside. "SpongeBob! Can't you see I'm busy?"
"Sorry Sandy." SpongeBob's attack hadn't gone as planned. Sandy didn't even have her karate gloves in her lab coat this time. "You seemed a bit down so I thought a little karate might cheer you up..."
"Nothin's gonna cheer me up till this works!"
"Have you already tried it out?" SpongeBob said hiding behind a flask, making a silly face.
"When I'm finished. But I'd like to do this alone."
"What about Karate? And Patrick's waiting outside for us all to go to Jellyfish Fields! Can't you take a break?"
"No! If I don't get this done-"
"Let Pat and me help you!" SpongeBob suggested, but immediately knew that was a bad idea. "Or I'll help and make sure Patrick stays away from your lab at the same time!"
"SpongeBob. I have a 48 hour deadline."
At first SpongeBob relaxed. 48 was a big number -right? Then he did the math in his head and noticed Sandy didn't have a lot of time. "That only gives you two days to finish this! We've got to get to work!" He exclaimed and quickly grabbed a jar. "I'll fix it Sandy! I know what to do!" He kneeled down ready to pour the substance in the jar into a beaker, but Sandy pulled him away before he could damage anything.
"SpongeBob. Please. I'm stressed out enough how it is. It's almost finished. I gotta get this thing ready for testin' by tomorrow, I really don't want to lose any packing time."
A smile crept on to SpongeBob's face. "Pack? Are you gonna take a break from inventing?"
"Kind of."
"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" SpongeBob pulled Sandy into a quick hug.
"For what?"
"For finally taking a break from your job so you can play with us!"
"I won't be able to play with y'all."
The sponge looked up to her. "What do you mean?"
"I'm not packin' my lab equipment away. I'm planning on spending time with my family. I'm packing for Texas." The squirrel confessed and mentally prepared herself for a bunch of tears and 'whys?' from the sea creature in front of her. But instead she opened her eyes to see him jumping excitingly.
"Can I come with you? Please Sandy! It'll be so much fun! We can have barbed Q's and we can go line dancing! Patrick taught me how to do that recently and- LET'S TAKE PATRICK WITH US! Sandy, you gotta let us come with you!"
She put some chemicals on a high shelf just in case SpongeBob decided to 'help' her again. "Y'all can't come."
"Why not? Is it another boring science convention? I can be quiet! Please let me come! I can't stand it when you're gone!"
"He really can't." Patrick must have gotten tired of waiting outside, "SpongeBob cried like a baby the whole time."
"I did not-"
Patrick ignored his best friend and smiled goofily at Sandy. "He also talked about all the stuff he liked about you, like your huge buck teeth and-"
SpongeBob, facing Sandy, elbowed his friend making the starfish forget what he had been saying seconds before.
"Sorry about that." SpongeBob nervously played with his hands as Sandy walked back to her desk and sniffed her experiment. She looked disgusted. "I think I'm gonna put some acorn flavoring in this."
The sponge watched her leave and then laid his eyes on the strange mix of chemicals Sandy had been putting together. "I wonder what this does." He shook it lightly to watch the colors mix into each other.
"Just drink it and we'll find out." Patrick suggested.
"I can't do that, Sandy doesn't like it when we play with her experiments."
The sea star rolled his eyes. "Think about it SpongeBob. It's not playing; It's helping. When Sandy sees that you tried out her drink, you can tell her how to make it better."
SpongeBob sniffed it and put mix back onto the desk. "It smells awful."
"Pfft. Scaredy-Cat."
"I am not a scaredy-cat!" SpongeBob pushed Patrick aside as he reached for Sandy's mixture, but Patrick already held it I his hands. "Give me that!" Both friends stopped fighting as they felt something wet spill onto their feet.
"Barnacles! Sandy's gonna kill us for this!" SpongeBob kneeled down next to what had once filled the glass container, only to watch his hands absorb it.
"Woah. How'd you do that?" Patrick asked.
The sponge stared at the spot on the ground where the liquid once was. "I-I didn't want to a-absorb that! Patrick, we better get outta here before-"
It was too late.
Sandy Cheeks already stood in the lab doorway with the last ingredient in her hands.
"Why do y'all wanna get outta here?"
SpongeBob jumped up and Patrick, still holding the empty beaker, pointed accusingly to SpongeBob.
"SpongeBob's hands ate your weird drink."
The sponge ran up to her. "It was an accident! I didn't mean to absorb it... all I wanted was to-" He stopped mid-sentence and inhaled, just to cough the water back out afterwards. His eyes widened as he started choking on the water running down his throat. 'What's wrong with me?'
Sandy tore off SpongeBob's helmet and the sponge, who was now slightly green due to his yellow color and lack of oxygen, fainted.
Her serum had done the opposite of what it should have done.
Sandy started pressing her paws on SpongeBob's chest to squeeze the water out of him, which was ironic since he was a sponge. He wouldn't wake up. A tear streaked down her cheek, but then she remembered another way to revive a person.
Sandy hesitated before taking a deep breath. Survival training was something she rarely thought of, but the first aid lessons reappeared in her mind as her friend lay unconscious on the floor. The squirrel bent down over to him, closed her eyes and began to do CPR. After a few attempts to get any extra water out of him and cardiopulmonary resuscitation, Sandy pressed her ear on his chest.
'He's breathing!'
She was overjoyed when SpongeBob's blue eyes fluttered open. Sandy bent down and hugged him tightly. "I'm so glad you're alive! For a second I thought I lost ya, Spongy!"
SpongeBob blushed slightly at the nickname, but then frowned. "Why do I taste acorns?"
"I...uh... do you know what CPR is?"
He shook his head and listened to Sandy explain it, although Patrick didn't want to believe what the scientist was saying.
"I think we all know that isn't really how it went..."
"What?" The squirrel loosened her grip on SpongeBob.
"It was obvious that you wanted to kiss him."
There was a visible pink color on Sandy's cheeks. "I did not kiss him! Y'all were the ones playin' in a dangerous laboratory; there was no other way to revive him!"
"So you saved him with true loves kiss!" Patrick ended Sandy's 'story' with a goofy smile.
SpongeBob blushed and pointed to his water helmet on the floor. "Sandy? Can you maybe give me my helmet?"
"You won't need that anymore."
"Is that what the potion did?" SpongeBob stared at Sandy in awe, and then jumped up. "I can breathe air!" He said and deeply inhaled the oxygen. He started dancing around Sandy's yard. "I can breathe air! I don't need a helmet around Sandy anymore! I can ki-" he stopped in his tracks when he noticed that Sandy was staring at him shocked and unhappy at the same time.
"I guess now you have to take me with you on your vacation, huh?" SpongeBob smirked.
"Shoot!" Sandy went back to her desk. "What am I gonna do?"
"Sandy..." SpongeBob began as he put a hand on her shoulder, but the squirrel flinched away.
"Why'd you do this? Now I'm gonna have to move back for sure!"
"Move?"
"Go away-"
But he didn't. "Can't you fix it?"
"No! I've been trying to 'fix' this darn thing for months and y'all just came in here and ruined it!" She screamed, Patrick froze when he saw her staring straight at him. "Should I start running now?" The starfish asked and didn't wait for a reply to start sprinting out of the door. Sandy hesitated for a second, as if she was going to run after him, but then she just sulked back onto the floor.
"Sandy? You said you're just visiting Texas."
"My bosses weren't real clear about the purpose of this trip." Sandy confessed. "I ain't gonna stay there. I can't. I don't know what in tarnation those chimps are thinkin'! They sent me a letter saying I should take a break and get used to the climate in Texas, and I do wanna see my family but it's my duty to study y'all and build these crazy gadgets as which half of 'em only work underwater. My job would be useless up there. Me being able to breathe water was supposed to make my bosses change their minds. Now I have no serum which means no gills or plan whatsoever to show them that I'm better off down here."
"Why don't you show them that your concoction did work?"
"I couldn't take you with me..."
"Oh please Sandy!"
"SpongeBob, you can't come with me. You couldn't and wouldn't even leave the Krusty Krab for two weeks!"
"TWO WEEKS? You've never been gone that long!" SpongeBob began to freak out. "What if they make you stay there? What am I gonna do? Sandy? I can't breathe water anymore! Where am I gonna live Sandy!? You have to take me with you!" He tugged the arms of her lab coat and cried.
"It'd be better if you come with me so I can figure out how to make the antidote... but..."
"Really?" SpongeBob's bright blue eyes lit up.
Sandy didn't know how to reply. She just really couldn't let him tag along. What would her family think?
'Bringin' a sea critter home? What if they think we're dating or somethin!' Sandy pondered the situation. She had mentioned the naïve sponge a couple of times when she had talked to her family. Okay, maybe more than a couple of times. They knew he existed, let's put it that way. They also knew that Sandy wasn't crazy enough to fall in love with a sea creature!
The Texan sighed as she looked at those sapphire blue orbs staring directly into hers. 'SpongeBob, you owe me for this...'
"Alright."
SpongeBob threw his arms around Sandy. "Thank you! Thank you!"
"Can you take 2 weeks off work or somethin'?"
The sponge couldn't believe his ears. Was Sandy really gonna let him accompany her? He nodded eagerly.
"The bus arrives Saturday morning at seven. Don't be late."
A few minutes and a lot of"Thank you"s later SpongeBob grabbed his helmet, which was now full of air, and ran off to his pineapple. Elated and ready to get ready for his trip with Sandy.