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Sandy hadn't thought about SpongeBob all day. She started to think about how much easier life would be without him. She'd never have to worry about him breaking another robot, or invention of hers again. The only thing he was really good for was karate, but he wasn't much competition. It would be a funner game if she actually found an opponent that could put up a fight. Like Don the Whale. She wore her usual air suit as she met Patrick at the restaurant. Walking in to find him waving, his hand over his head exaggeratedly. Like she wouldn't notice him or something. She started to chuckle at all the attention he was attracting. He was very naive and didn't even notice everyone staring, or realize she could see him. She waved back and noticed a woman and man on his sides. The female starfish setting a napkin in Patrick's lap like he was a toddler.

"So... This is Sandy." Margie eyed her up and down slowly.

"Yessirree. Sandy Cheeks." Sandy tried to be sociable and took a seat. A waiter had already came around and gave everyone menus, except for Patrick who was holding a kiddie menu that was a piece of paper with restaurant brand crayons. "Hi yah Sandy."

"Hi Patrick."

Herb glanced at her from across the table, noticing her air suit and helmet. "So... Sandy tell me and the misses a little about yourself. Our son hasn't really mentioned anything."

"Sure! Well I'm kind of a cow girl myself. I'm from Texas. I did a lot of rasseling in my cow girl profession, but there isn't much livestock here in Bikini Bottom so i usually just take out my energy with extreme sports and thrill seekin'"

"I see. So a cow girl, is that your job?"

"No Ma'am. Imma Scientist. When I said profession I meant more as a hobby."

Nothing she really said seemed to get a reaction from the parents, but as soon as she said scientist Margie and Herb both turned to each other with big, wide smiles. They looked back at her. Margie was silent, but smiling wide. Herb seemed to take this one. "Always knew our son would marry some real smart type one day. Like a doctor, or a lawyer, or a used boats salesman, but we never thought he'd settle down with a rocket scientist."

Sandy started to choke, she coughed violently and needed to pound upon her chest to clear her throat. "S-settle down? Now?"

"Sure!" Herb leaned in close to Sandy, so that Patrick wouldn't hear, but he was so busy colouring he wasn't paying attention any way. "Between you and me my son really hasn't had much luck with women. We figure if you don't marry him, no one will, and truth be told we're getting kind of tired of having to pay for our sons bills. He needs a good wife to cook and clean and take care of him."

'Why that sexist, good for nothing, starfish!' Patrick had came over he told her he kind of got cornered into a fib that he had a girlfriend, and asked if she'd play along. Now Sandy seen how easy it was to lie to get these people off of your back. She did remember Patrick telling her his parents thought they'd been dating only a few weeks, so a marriage talk was unusual to say the least. "Mr. Star." Sandy exhaled sharply, she hesitated.

"Please, call me dad."

Patrick looked up from his crayons. "So does that mean Sandy's dad is my dad now too?"

"No Patrick. Only I call my pa, pa."

Patrick huffed and crossed his arms over his chest, giving her silence. "Always knew you were pa's favorite!!"

Sandy started to get a headache from all the chaos. "Mr. St-- Dad. Patrick and I have only been datin' fer two weeks. Doesn't gettin' hitched seem kinda soon?"

"Not at all! Why me and Margie only knew each other for 3 days before we got married." He pulled his wife into his side for a hug.

Now Margie decided to voice her piece. "Besides, I thought you Southerners were real keen on getting married." She looked to her husband in a thought. "Don't they call them shot gun weddings?"

A shot gun wedding was where you got married because you were pregnant. But Sandy wasn't going to tell them that! Children was the last thing she wanted them to suggest. Awkwardly she slummed into her chair and made her voice real low for Patrick to hear. "Patrick! Help me, say something. They're yer parents!"

"Oh no Missy. You've already tricked my squirrel father into thinking I'm not his son, you can do the same to my starfish dad all on your own."

Her voice was now hoarse with anger, but still in a whisper. "PATRICK! My pa never WAS your father. I 'ain't tryin to steal yers from yah' I'm tryin' to get rid of him. Please do somethin!"

"Aww isn't that cute Margie? They even fight like a married couple."

Sandy spun her head across the table to contact their eyes. "Oh no we don't!"

"Sandy dear, what size are you? Maybe you can fit into my wedding dress."

Sandy's nostrils started to flare, which was caught on by Herb, he turned to his wife and decided to calm the situation. He started to wave his hands out. "Now Margie, you're scaring the poor girl. At least give me a chance to get over to her home and grab her things and move her into Patrick's house for a month before we talk wedding. If she doesn't want to rush, we won't rush. We'll give it a month."

Her mouth dropped open, she sat aghast and felt her heart rate increase. "Me and Patrick... LIVING TOGETHER! Just the two of us?"

"Of course not silly. Me and Herb will be there too. We've been married for 24 years so we'll be sure to give you the best marriage counseling. We're experts."

Sandy stood up, her breath starting to resemble how it was when she saw SpongeBob upon opening her eyes. She let out an horrific scream and ran out of the restaurant. She ran down the street screaming. The Star family all looked at each other. Margie started to tear up sentimentally and got close to her husband again. "That reminds me of how you felt when my mother forced you to move in with me. Aww!"

The starfish all got out of there seats and started to follow her down the street, even though she was much farther ahead. She looked back and seen they were following her to her home! She didn't have much time. She swung the door open, bolted it shut and pressed the security measures. She slid to the grass and started to breathe heavy again. She could feel and hear her heart. It was loud and heavy in her chest. each breath was laced and syrupy.

She needed a plan. The device! It worked as a time line, if she could just breath through the wiring and expand the shield she could convert her entire body into a different time line. She checked back on the memory piece. Since the only tie she'd used it was today the only date up there was in red. She had to think for a moment but heard banging coming from outside. They were there!!

"Sandy! Let us in. We need to gather your things so you and my son can live happily ever afttttter."

"AHH!" She started to scream, she tried harder to fidget with the switches and eventually she placed it over her head. She sighed and with a big, thready breath she pressed the big green 'GO' button.'