One Night In Chapter 2

7:30 pm, Spongebob's house, in the living room. Sandy waits on the couch while Spongebob is in the kitchen, making popcorn, and cookies.

"What's taking so long? The movie starts in 5 minutes."

"The cookies are done, just finishing up with the popcorn."

"How long does it take to put a bag of popcorn in the microwave?"

"I'm not microwaving popcorn, I'm making it the old-fashioned way."

"Oh. Well, why didn't you just say so?"

"It was supposed to be a surprise, but I guess that's ruined."

"Sorry." She looks down in disappointment, hoping that she didn't ruin the evening, and even their relationship over popcorn.

"It's ok, I'll be out in a minute."

He finishes, and comes out with the food.

"Hey, Spongebob?"

"Yes?"

"Like I asked earlier, what do you think the future holds in store for the two of us?"

"Hmmm....I don't know, but I think I have an idea of what it could be. How about we get started with the movie?"

"Oh, yeah! What's on tonight?"

"One of my favorites, Fish Face!"

"What's that?"

"It's about a fish who doesn't fit in in high school, and has a hard time making friends, until one day, one of the most popular girls in school realizes that she really likes him, but her friends don't like it. They try to make it work, with the only support coming from their parents."

"Wow, sounds good."

"Yeah, I know!"

They watch the movie.

[movie]

"No, Jane, we're not letting you go out with that loser."

"He's not a loser, Carrie! He's pretty cool, once you get to know him."

"Yeah, right. That guy couldn't throw a football without breaking his arm."

"Oh, shut up, Vince. Just because you're on the Football team, doesn't mean you can say things like that!"

"Oh, yeah? Who's gonna stop me?"

"I am, that's who!"

"Rod! I knew you'd come!"

"Why wouldn't I, Jane?"

"Ok, enough talk. I'm gonna throw you away like the trash you are!"

"We'll see about that!"

"Bill? You're siding with that geek?"

"He's not a geek, he's cooler than you are, you jerk!"

"Thanks, Bill! I owe you one!"

"Don't mention it Rod."

Bill walks up to Vince.

"You know, you're all talk, Vince. You may be on the team, but I'm tougher than you are."

"Oh, just quit it. You sound like an idiot."

Bill punches Vince square in the jaw.

"What the heck, Bill?"

"Just proving my point!"

"That was a cheap shot!"

"Ok, hit me!"

Vince throws a punch, but Bill catches his fist.

"See, what'd I tell you, you little slug!"

He throws Vince into the dumpster, like Vince was going to do to Rod.

"How do ya like that, ya piece of trash!"

"C'mon, guys. Let's get out of here."

"Thanks, Bill!"

"Like I said before, don't mention it, buddy!"

[end scene]

"Wow, that was a great movie, Spongebob!"

"Ok, I'll go grab my video games, I think you'll like some of them."

He goes to his room and grabs his V-Gamer.

They play for about 3 hours, and then decide it's time to get to sleep, because Spongebob has to go to work the next day.

"Well, It's time to get some shut-eye."

"Where do I sleep? Floor, couch?"

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but here goes....you can sleep with me if you want." he hesitates when he speaks.

"Ok, last one there cooks in the morning!" she yells.

They run up to his room, he beats her there, but barely.

"Well, good night!"

"Good night, Spongebob."

Spongebob grabs her shoulder, turns over on his side, and finishes what he was about to do at the beach. He leans forward, and, POW!!! Right on the lips!

The moment seems to last forever.

They pull away.

"Wow, that was incredible, Spongebob! I'm glad I'm staying here tonight."

"You can say that again."

They both fall asleep, and Spongebob has a great dream about him and Sandy, and decides that he's going to live out this dream, but how?

End Chapter 2

Author's Notes: So, they really seemed to enjoy the time they spent together, but what's next?

What was Spongebob's dream like, how is he going to make it reality? Will his plan come to fruition? Find out in the next chapter! Don't forget to review if you want, I'm always open for suggestions to add to my stories, as long as they're not TOO radical or extreme.