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One Way Street
Spongebob walked out of his modest pineapple house, the cool waves under the sea washing over his face. He laughed his laugh that was as bubbly as bikini bottom itself, and quickly glanced to his right, hoping his neighbor Squidward was there. He wasn't. Disappointed, Spongebob brought the day's mail back to his house. Sighing, he realized it didn't matter either way. Squidward hated him. All he wanted was to see Squidward's smile. Smile for him, smile at him, and then he wanted to kiss those smiling lips. No one knew how he felt. Spongebob wondered what Patrick would say, but never for long. His thoughts always wandered back to being held close, inside Squidward's tentacles. He heard the clarinet start to play.
Squidward could only express his pain through his music, and he was full of pain. He never wanted to show weakness. He was afraid others would think less of him. He was afraid Patrick would think less of him ... But then again, wasn't it Patrick who caused his pain?
"BARNACLES!" he thought to himself.
"How can I be falling for that pink glob of .. pink .. man. Pink m—NO!" he shook himself mentally, but he knew that was what he truly wanted. The sad thing is, it wasn't the sexual urges. The raw lust he felt for everyone before.
"What am I talking about!? I'm straight!"
He had liked mostly girls before. He had only felt this way once before, but it wasn't passionate. He wanted to hold that innocent little starfish and protect his empty mind from all the ugly things in the world... But Patrick was straight. He saw how he felt for Sandy, and how Sandy could never love Patrick back. Squidward felt enraged jealousy. He wanted that stupid furred freak to suffer, for taking the feelings of the love of his life, and not returning them. Her every mannerism made his tentacles twist in anger.
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Medina