I have no idea why I'm even writing a Spongebob oneshot. I've just recently watched Spongebob for the first time today in forever. A whole 5 hours marathon of it!! This is weird...
Anyway, read the story if you want it sucks—
--
Spongebob was walking down the street, coming home from the Krusty Krab. Well, crawling that is. For it was so hot, the water almost seemed to boil.
By the time he made it to his door, he was a mere yellow puddle at the doormat.
"Gary! Gary, get the mop!" Spongebob yelled.
Gary looked out the top floor bedroom window.
"Meow..." he purred lazily. He slithered away from the window ignoratively and never came back downstairs.
Suddenly, Patrick walked up to Spongebob's door and stepped on him, sweat dripping from his face in the heat.
"Gef off mfe!" Spongebob said, his voice muffled by Patrick's foot.
"Huh? Wh-Who's there?!" Patrick said, frantically looking around everywhere.
"Ufnder hfere!"
Patrick lifted his foot and finally spotted the liquefied Spongebob. He grabbed a jar out of nowhere and scooped him up, covering the jar with a lid. Spongebob glared at Patrick.
"Patrick, why'd you put me in this jar?" he asked.
Patrick gasped and almost dropped it. But was careful to keep hold of it. "You talk?!"
"What are you talking about? Of course I talk! It's me: Spongebob! Now let me out of this jar!"
"Spongebob...? Wait a minute...This is a trick! I'm not gonna let you trick me puddle stuff!"
Spongebob sighed. "Oh, Patrick...I'll give you some ice-cream if you let me out."
"Ice-cream? Where?! You're ice-cream? Yippie!!"
Patrick lifted up the jar and started to take the lid off of it. He stopped when Spongebob screamed.
"Patrick, no!! I'm Spongebob, not ice-cream!!"
Patrick just stood there and stared at him blankly. Finally he started laughing. "No way, ice-cream. I'm not falling for that one. But you do have a point. I can't eat you like this; ice-cream's supposed to be frozen!"
Patrick ran inside Spongebob's house and stuffed him in the freezer.
One Hour Later
Patrick took the now frozen Spongebob out of the freezer. He uncovered the jar and threw the lid away. He slid the too-frozen-to-do-anything Spongebob onto a cone that came out of nowhere.
"Oh, man, this is gonna be good!"
Patrick then ate Spongebob all in one bite. His stomach started to growl in uneasy digestion, but he ignored it.
One Week Later
Patrick ran into the Krusty Krab, slamming open the doors and running up to Squidward at the cash register.
"Squidward, Squidward!! It's an emergency!!"
"What is it Patrick?" Squidward asked annoyed.
Patrick stared at him blankly. "Uh...I forgot...Can I have one krabby patty please?"
Squidward sighed and handed him a cold krabby patty. "Here you go Patrick. Now go away!"
Patrick gobbled the patty down without even bothering to chew it and looked up satisfied at Squidward. He turned and headed towards the doors. He stopped right before he exited them though.
"What is it now Patrick?" Squidward asked.
"Has anyone seen Spongebob?"
--
The bloody end!! I know, I know, the whole story sucked. But I was bored and watched an overdose (is that possible?) of Spongebob for the first time in forever today. Thought this was okay enough so I decided to post it. Alright? Read and Review. I would normally ask for constructive criticism, but in this case, save it please. And NO FLAMES!