Previously on the last chapter, it was part two of the tour where SpongeBob introduced Roxanne to his friends and let the girl stay in his house for the rest of her vacation. The following chapter, formerly entitled "Embarrassing Moments and Accidents", shows Roxanne's habits and hidden personality, and how her stay was in the pineapple house a few days later.
It has passed a few days now. I wonder how the new girl is doing.
A scallop, sitting on a boulder, crowed like a rooster to wake up the morning.
"Gooooooooooood morning, Roxy!"
The cheerful SpongeBob exclaimed in a singing tone. He walked into his room with open arms and noticed a loud snoring sound coming from his bed. Roxanne was still, sound asleep.
"Oops." the sponge whispered and giggled. "Maybe later." He closed the door. Roxanne drooled on her teddy bear she is hugging.
SpongeBob was cooking in the kitchen when he smelled something in the air. He covered his nose in disgust.
"Ew! What is that—" He turned around and shrieked. He saw Roxanne in her messy pajamas; her hair is standing up like it was zapped by a jellyfish.
"Good morning..." she said in a weak voice.
"Boy, looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning." The sponge turned to the stove and continued cooking.
"Huh?" Roxanne looked at the mirror and gasped. "Ay!" She ran upstairs and head for the bathroom door with a towel and soap in hand. SpongeBob went upstairs and stood beside the door to check up on her.
"Roxy, you okay?" He knocked on the door.
"I'm fine... I just need a bath... Sorry if you had to see that."
"I'm just going to finish making breakfast. I'll call you when it's done." SpongeBob was about to leave when he heard Roxanne singing in the shower and stopped to hear it. His eyes widened like he'd heard an angel. He was pretty amazed. "I didn't know you could sing, Roxy."
Roxanne stopped singing. "What?" She reacted. "No... No... That wasn't me. I-it must be the radio..."
"No, it's not." said SpongeBob, teasingly. "And the radio's turned off."
Only the sound of running water was heard in the background. It seems that Roxanne is too shy to sing.
"Okay, call you later, Roxy." the sponge left the room.
SpongeBob was done making breakfast. He went upstairs to check up on Roxanne again.
"Breakfast is ready!"
Inside the bathroom the girl was frantically getting dressed while cleaning up the spilled toothpaste on the floor, fixing the shower curtain, wiping the spec on the mirror and returning the things into the medicine cabinet properly.
SpongeBob was about to go in. "Roxy, are you do—whoa!"
Roxanne opened the door. The bathroom was spotless. Just as she was about to go out, something snapped from her skirt and it fell down right in front of the sponge's eyes!
SpongeBob immediately covered his eyes. "I-I didn't see anything!"
It was a good thing she wore shorts on though. "Maybe spilling that salt gave me seven years bad luck." Roxanne groaned in annoyance while she pulled up her skirt. "I'm really sorry, SpongeBob. You can open your eyes now."
"Uh, let's not speak of this again... I guess." said SpongeBob. "Now c'mon, the table's ready."
SpongeBob and Roxanne sat at the table, facing each other and talking. Gary, on the floor, is eating his bowl of Snail Po. Roxanne placed a spoon and a fork on the table.
"Where did that come from, Roxy?" SpongeBob asked, referring to the spoon and fork.
"I brought it along with me. Hope you don't mind."
"Not at all."
Roxanne started eating the bacon and eggs, with toast, on the plate SpongeBob prepared for them.
"So where are you from?"
"Fin-nila City."
It's underneath the waters of CelebesSea.
"That's really fascinating, Roxy. Never heard of it."
"It is far away from here. I've always wanted to visit this place since I was small. When I got a job and earned enough money, I decided when I was ready, I would come here." Later, she said some more sides of the story.
"Wow, Roxy. You sure worked hard to get here."
"Yes... yes I guess I did."
"Just one question: why'd you bring so much stuff?"
"Well, you see... I got too carried away... a-and excited..."
"It's okay Roxy. At least you didn't accidentally break anything when you got here... I mean... well... you know..."
"You mean my backbone? Yeah, I guess so."
"I was impressed you carried all that with you. I don't have to worry about that since I'm an invertebrate anyway."
Roxanne giggled. "True."
"Maybe we can go there sometime."
"Um... sure... I guess..."
After breakfast, the girl helped SpongeBob with the dishes. The sink wasn't really that big for both of them so Roxanne took charge of rinsing. As they were doing the dishes, they looked like two people who were punished by not paying for their expenses at a restaurant of something, only with grins on their faces. Then the girl accidentally splashed a lot of water on SpongeBob while rinsing.
She gasped. "Oh my! I'm sorry."
"Nah, it's fine. I'm a sponge anyway." SpongeBob absorbed all that water that covered him. They continued with the dishes again but then gave Roxanne a little payback and squirted some water on the girl's clothes. He was only playing.
Roxanne, so shocked at the moment, looked at him with a smile and said, "You know, this would be a fun game spraying each other with water, but what's the point if we're in water?"
SpongeBob didn't say anything and splashed her again with a laugh. They finished cleaning the last plate and the sponge paused.
"SpongeBob?" Roxanne asked, worriedly. The sponge splashed her with water again. "Hey!" the girl laughed. They splashed each other with water again, playing and having fun. Echoes of their laughter spread throughout the house as Gary watched TV in the living room but not hearing a thing.
Someone was pounding loudly at the front door.
"I'll get it!" said Roxanne. She opened the door. "Hello, Squidward."
"Oh! Uh... Roxanne..." He hid something behind his back. "I%I wasn't expecting you were going to answer the door."
"What was that?"
"This? Nothing, nothing." the octopus sweated. "Where's SpongeBob?"
"He's inside his room... looking for something. So, how0are you?"
"How am I?" Squidward was surprised. Probably no one other than SpongeBob was concerned of him. "I was just going to ask you the same question. I'm fine and fabulous as always."
"That's good." Roxanne nodded. "I'm fine too. Do you want to talk to SpongeBob now?"
"Hey guys!"
SpongeBob stood beside Roxanne. The girl jumped.
"Um... h-hi... uh... I'll just leave you two alone to talk." Roxanne races upstairs.
"What did you guys talk about?"
Squidward glared at him. He back to his grumpy self. "Nothing really... now do me a favor, SpongeBob, and stop leaving your undergarments on my front yard!" he yelled, showing the sponge the underwear.
Ooh, so that's what he was hid behind his back.
Minutes later after Squidward left...
"Gary!" SpongeBob called. He was in the living room. The snail didn't come. He went upstairs and saw Roxanne shuffling through her bags. "Hey Roxy. Have you seen Gary? I have to give him his bath."
Gary hid behind Roxanne's feet.
"No, I haven't seen him." Roxanne looked around and saw the snail behind her. "Oh wait, here he is."
The snail got frightened. "Meow..."
"Now come on, Gary." said SpongeBob. "I have to give you a bath!"
"Meow!" the snail bickered.
"What do you mean, no?" SpongeBob roughly tried to pull him off the floor. "You are taking a bath, mister!"
Roxanne couldn't bear to see him irritated like that and got scared.
SpongeBob kept on pulling him off the floor but his pet was totally stuck. "You... are... going to... take... a—"
Rip!
The sponge's eyes widened. He looked behind. He ripped his pants. Roxanne, far a bit behind him, closed her eyes.
"Aw, Barnacles!"
Roxanne approached him, still with eyes closed.
"Sorry you had to hear that, Roxy." The sponge took off his pants, pulled out a thread and needle from his sewing kit and started sewing it. "There! I think I got it." He finished and put his pants back up.
Roxanne opened her eyes. She noticed his pants were newly sewed and he held a sewing kit. "I didn't know you could sew."
"My mom taught me everything I know." SpongeBob said proudly.
"That's pretty sweet." said Roxanne, smilingly.
Suddenly, the snail jumped right at her arms. "Gary, what's wrong?"
"Meow." he mewed, acting innocent towards her.
"Maybe you should act gentler with him."
"I tried that already." said SpongeBob in a deep tone, raising his eyebrow.
"Hmm." Roxanne thought of an idea. Gary hid in his shell. A sound of thunder disturbed what she had in mind, but had a better idea.
SpongeBob and Roxanne, with Gary who was trying to get away but on his leash held tight by his owner, stood outside in the rain. The snail got cleaned after all, yet he was upset for he was already like taking a bath.
The rain stopped and the sky formed a bright rainbow. SpongeBob and Roxanne paused to look at its beauty.
"Wow!" SpongeBob exclaimed.
"It's wonderful!" Roxanne was about to cry.
"Yeah, isn't it great?"
Roxanne sighed romantically. Her head was in cloud nine. "It sure is." She faced SpongeBob. The sponge glanced at her and she snapped out of it. "It's time to go back inside now right? Gary's all clean."
As they walked, she tripped over a rock and fell in a puddle of mud.
"Roxy!" SpongeBob helped her get up. Roxanne's glasses were covered with mud. "Are you okay?"
"Just... need a bath and I'll be fine."
"You know, this reminds me of the time I tried giving Gary a bath and ended up taking a bath instead."
"What happened?"
"I fell in a giant mud puddle as you, only from up there." SpongeBob pointed at a really tall kelp tree and under the tree was the giant mud puddle.
"Yikes."
"Now let's get you cleaned up, Roxy." They went inside.
Later again...
Roxanne took her bath and changed her clothes. This time she's wearing pants. She stood high up on the stairs. She didn't notice SpongeBob was coming up with a basket of laundry. Roxanne accidentally tripped over a loose nail and tumbled down. The girl and SpongeBob crashed into each other and kept rolling down until they've reached the ground.
Roxanne opened her eyes. The girl was looking directly at SpongeBob's eyes and realized the sponge was resting on top of her. She gulped in nervousness.
"Wha' happened?" the sponge asked.
"I-I t-tripped...?"
SpongeBob stood up first and fixed his clothes. The girl sat up, quivering in embarrassment and picked up the scattered clothes on the ground. She was completely speechless.
"I should've warned you with those stairs. I always trip on them too." the sponge said with a smile.
The time was at 6:49am...
"Time to punch that clock!" SpongeBob put on his blue backpack and head for the door. "Roxy, I'm going to boating school." he said aloud.
Roxanne walked in. "Boating school?"
"Yeah... "SpongeBob couldn't look at her straight."It's a funny story actually. I still... don't have my driver's license."
"Me too, SpongeBob."
"That makes two of us. But even Patrick has a license." the sponge sighed. "Or had one that is."
"I, for one, think that... everything happens for a reason and probably sooner or later, one day that dream of yours will come true."
"You really think so?"
"I know so."
"You took that from somewhere, didn't you?"
"A friend of mine at home told me that."
"Ohhhh." SpongeBob said innocently. "Anyway, class doesn't start 'til nine, but I'm going in early." He then bade goodbye to Roxanne. "Keep an eye on Gary for me!"
"I will!"
As SpongeBob was about to departure, leaving Roxanne with his pet snail, the girl sighs again and watched him fade away in the distance.
"Meow, meow, meow." Gary teased.
"I-I was not staring dreamily at your master." Roxanne replied nervously.
The snail slithered away.
"Really, I wasn't. I have... the tendency to stare at other things but not him."
"Meow." Gary didn't believe her.
"Gary?" The girl followed him.
The snail led her to the bedroom and hid inside his shell.
"Gary?" Roxanne knocked on the shell. "Now what should I do?" She approached her bags. Gary peeped out from his shell and watched her.
"Oh well." The girl took out a sketch pad and a pencil. She went downstairs, into the living room and sat on the sofa. Gary followed her. He slowly climbed on top Roxanne's head and watched as the girl was sketching a picture. It was quickly transforming into a familiar picture. Then Roxanne reached for her head and felt a hard shell. She looked up. "Gary?"
"Meow."
"Hey, look at this." Roxanne showed the snail a self-portrait of himself. It was pretty good. "You like it?"
"Meow!" Gary admired the picture and nodded with his eye stocks.
"Okay, let's draw someone else." Roxanne turned to an empty page. Suddenly, a gust of wind came from the open window that flipped the pages over to a perfectly drawn picture of SpongeBob with hearts all around it.
"Ah!" Roxanne closed the sketch pad. She looked up at Gary, who had his eyes widened at the time. "Yeah, let's do something else instead." She blushed as she stood up from the couch.
Again, she went upstairs and searched through her bags. "Here it is!" The girl took out a bamboo flute from one of her bags. She went downstairs again. The place was quiet. She started playing a catchy song in her flute. Next door, Squidward opened the window and heard the pretty tone he had never heard before.
Someone knocked at the door. Roxanne opened the door. "Hi Squidward.
Squidward's eyes widened. He saw Gary resting on Roxanne's head.
"I thought you went to work already."
The octopus shook his head. "It's only eight in the morning."
"Oh. Right."
"So um, Roxanne. That was you playing that beautiful piece?"
"Oh yes." the girl replied, showing him the flute. "I heard you like woodwinds. You play the clarinet, right?"
"Why I do!" Then Squidward put his tentacles on his hips. "SpongeBob told you, didn't he?" Gary slithered down.
Roxanne nodded.
Squidward observed what she was wearing. "Are those real paint stains?"
"Yes. This used to be a white t-shirt. I had a little accident when I was painting a portrait of our house and it didn't come off. So I fixed it a bit instead to make it look like a design."
"You can paint too?"
"Actually I prefer to draw than to paint, but I do much of both. Art is my passion."
"Art is my passion too! In fact, I have a gallery in my house full of all my greatest creations." Squidward bragged. "Want to come and see?" he asked excitedly.
"Sure, why not." Roxanne smiled and went with him.
An hour passed. Roxanne was escorted by Squidward out of his house. They stood at the door to the pineapple.
"I like your artwork displays, Squidward."
"I'm glad you liked them. Hey! Since we're both such great artists why don't we take our paintings to the annual art contest at the Bikini Bottom Recreation Center."
"But I didn't bring mine."
"You can use my tools at the gallery to make one. I'll lend them to you."
"Really? I'd appreciate it. Thanks."
"Don't mention it." Squidward leaned over to the girl. "We artists got to stick together. Well, I suppose I should be going to work now. I'm looking forward to see your masterpiece."
"Bye, Squidward."
Just as the octopus left, suddenly, crashing of glasses came from inside the house.
"Uh oh."
She opened the door to see rampaging snails all over the living room. There was music everywhere. The place was messy. It was a snail party.
"Gary?"
All the snails stared at her.
"Meow." said Gary, annoyed. His guests had to leave, but slowly since they're snails, leaving slime all over the place.
Roxanne panicked. "We have to clean this place up before SpongeBob comes back!" The mess was everywhere around the house; the kitchen, the living room, the bedroom, the library...
The cooking pot was on fire! Well, there really is no logic in that now. Roxanne first tried to stop it with a cloth but made it worst. Her clothes got a little burnt too. Gary showed her the fire extinguisher. She took it and foam spread everywhere, filling the kitchen.
The bedroom was also a mess. As Roxanne and Gary entered the room, there were two snails left, jumping on the bed.
"Meow!" Gary shouted. The two snails left the room leaving their trail of slime behind.
In the library, the books were scattered everywhere. It's up to Roxanne to get this all done.
She moved like a machine, as fast as she could. Inside the house: dusting, wiping, rearranging... all nonstop. She wouldn't look in SpongeBob's closet though because she knew it's his personal things are.
"There! Every room is done." said Roxanne, holding a broom. She was still not done and all the mess was gathered in the living room when SpongeBob was already at the front door with the keys. He slowly unlocked the door. Roxanne stared at the large mountain of dust bunnies and confetti next to her. She stuffed it all in the trash can. SpongeBob stepped into the house. Roxanna swept the floor in front of him but then hid it behind her back.
"Roxy," SpongeBob looked around as he entered, forgetting all about his boating school test. "You've been cleaning the house this whole afternoon?"
"Uh... Not really." Roxanne leaned on the broom like a stool and lost her balance. "Whoa!" She almost fell on the ground when the sponge caught her in his arms. "Sorry... I've been tripping, slipping, falling and breaking things everywhere..."
"You must be having a bad day, Roxy." said SpongeBob, comfortingly, seeing that Roxanne was so exhausted and her clothes were a little tattered. "Allow me to do something to make the bad day end."
"We go to sleep?"
"It's too early for that now. I got something better in mind."
They went to the Krusty Krab.
"Hi, Squidward!" SpongeBob exclaimed.
How am I supposed to enjoy your day off when you come to work anyway?" Squidward irritatingly asked.
"I'm pretty sure he'll be more occupied with Roxanne over." said Mr. Krabs, smiling at the girl.
"Well..." Roxanne blushed and reached for her wallet.
"No, no." SpongeBob stopped her. "I'm paying our bills. My treat."
"A-are you sure? I-I mean... if it's okay with you..."
"Of course it is, Roxy. Just go find us a seat and the order will be ready in a minute." The sponge gave the money to Squidward and head for the kitchen.
"I thought you're on your day off?" Roxanne asked, stopping him.
"I am, but it's okay 'cause I love cooking up krabby patties! It's my job. And grilling is my passion." The sponge proudly walked into the kitchen.
"Mr. Krabs," Squidward opposed.
"It's alright, Squidward. Just let the boy cook their meal." the crab put his claw Behind Squidward's back.
"What are you suggesting?"
Roxanne watched them talk for a while and wondered what it like was inside the kitchen. She war indeed proud of the0fry cook and wanted to see him in action. She stood up but then sat down she heard SpongeBob's squeaking shoes getting louder.
"Order up!" SpongeBob marched out of the kitchen with two krabby patty meals each on a tray. "Here you go, Roxy!" He placed the trays on the table and sat with her.
"T-thank you."
"Bon appétit!" said SpongeBob with a French accent.
They enjoyed their meal, as many customers lined up at the counter and some ate at their tables too. While Roxanne ate, a lettuce got stuck on her lip like it was a mustache. She looked like a man; a serious, emotionless man with a ridiculous green mustache eating a sandwich. When SpongeBob saw it, he starved giggling.
"What's the matter?" Roxanne still hasn't noticed.
The sponge's face turned red. He couldn't bear it anymore "Roxy..." He chuckled. "...you got some lettuce on your lip."
"Huh?" Roxanne finally noticed and giggled. "Silly m..." A huge and loud burp passed her mouth. The customers stared, even Squidward and Mr. Krabs. "Uh... excuse me." She covered her mouth with a handkerchief in embarrassment.
SpongeBob laughed even harder. "That's a good one, Roxy! But you might want to do that somewhere else."
They went back to the pineapple. Roxanne got dressed in another sleepwear and head downstairs to the living room where SpongeBob, now in his pajamas, fixed the sofa where we'll be sleeping on for the rest of the nights.
"How come you always change your clothes everyday? Morning and evening?" He curiously asked her.
"It's because I grew up in that tradition or at least I think so." She replied.
SpongeBob opened his closet. "Take a look at this Roxy."
Roxanne saw the many identical pants on the hangers. "Wow. Impressive."
"But I do wear trunks when we go to the beach. Well, I seldom change... in special occasions."
The snail clock was at 9pm.
"Time for bed, Roxy. C'mon. I'll take you."
The sponge accompanied Roxanne upstairs and into the bed.
"The bad day is over okay?" SpongeBob tucked Roxanne in and patted on her head.
The girl giggled shyly. "Thanks for making me feel better, after all those embarrassing moments I had to deal with." She blushed.
"Meow." Gary entered.
"What do you mean 'don't forget accidents too', Gary?" SpongeBob asked. "Did you get into accidents I didn't know about?" he asked Roxanne.
"No..." she replied rolling her eyes and gnashed her teeth at the snail. Gary narrowed his eyes at her.
"Okay, good." said SpongeBob, firmly. "If I find out that you got into a huge and dangerous accident I don't know what I'll do."
"It's fine really. Nothing bad happened... Only... The exceptions of those incidents this morning."
"Eh. Let's forget about all that. Tomorrow is a new day!" the sponge exclaimed. "Sweet dreams, Roxy."
SpongeBob and Gary left the room together and closed the door. Just as they were leaving, they heard Roxanne talking to herself. They slowly peeped into the room and saw the girl kneeling in bed and her hands together, praising. After she was done, she saw two pairs on eyes peeking at the door.
"SpongeBob? Gary?"
"What were you doing?" the curious sponge asked.
"Saying a little prayer. We do that at home. Don't you guys do that too before you go to sleep?"
"Actually, no. What's that? Oh wait! Is it when we do a ritual in front of King Neptune and he will be entertained and pleased so he will give us gifts from his kingdom and protect us from danger?" SpongeBob looked very excited.
"Close." Roxanne replied shyly.
"Can you tell me more about that... what did you say it was again?"
"Prayer. Well, it is bedtime. Why don't I tell you tomorrow?"
"Okay!"
SpongeBob and Gary started to leave.
"Goodnight, SpongeBob."
The sponge stopped. He turned to her. "Nighty night, Roxy." he smiled.
As the two finally left, Roxanne yawned and climbed up in bed. She turned off the lights before she removed her glasses so no one knew what she looked like without them.
It was ten 'o clock. SpongeBob woke up from the sofa. He couldn't sleep anymore. He went upstairs to check up on Roxanne. When he peeped in, he saw her sleeping like a baby.
"Aww." SpongeBob whispered. He was about to leave the door when he heard a bin thump on the floor. He opened the door. Roxanne was on the floor.
"Roxy!"
Roxanne groaned and wore her glasses. "I dreamt I was flying." she scratched her head.
"I had a dream like that too," said SpongeBob. "Except that was already came true with the help of my jellyfish friends... but I never fall off my bed."
Maybe perhaps you are square.
"I roll around in my sleep." Roxanne rubbed her eyes. SpongeBob helped her up.
"Maybe... let's switch?" the sponge asked, nervously.
"Good idea." Roxanne Immediately agreed.
So they switched beds; SpongeBob and Gary were upstairs and Roxanne slept on the sofa, just what she wanted.
At midnight, SpongeBob got hungry having another dream about raining krabby patties. He went downstairs when Gary woke up and followed him. The sponge tiptoed into the kitchen.
"SpongeBob..."
The sponge stopped. Then he heard his snail slithering behind him. "Gary? You can... talk?"
"Meow."
"No?"
"SpongeBob...?"
The two faced the sleeping Roxanne.
"Roxy talks in her sleep." The sponge whispered, with a huge grin on his face.
"...I have to tell you something..."
The sponge approached her. "Yes, Roxy? I wonder what she's going to say."
"SpongeBob... I like y..."
The sponge and his snail waited for her to continue while dramatic music played.
"...yummy peanut butter and jelly and orange juice for breakfast please." She rolled facing away from them.
"Well, I guess we know what we're making her for breakfast." SpongeBob shrugged.
Chapter 4: Roxanne lived not so peacefully at the pineapple house. There are even strange things they didn't know about her that makes her very different from the others. Crazy events had been happening at such a little time, especially when she was left alone in the pineapple house for a few hours, although the girl had fun in the end, with SpongeBob coming to the rescue from her bad day. Can he help the girl change some of her bad habits?
This may be not one of my best ideas… just to say. It's quite longer than the rest of the chapters though. Anyways thank you for the kind reviews. On the next chapter, there will be more, so stay tuned!