Disclaimer: I don't own SpongeBob SqaurePants. He and the rest of the characters belong to their rightful owner the genius; Stephen Hilenburg.
Notes: Thank you for your words. E-Mir the Luminoth 17 was the 80th reviewer on Sixty Spandy Shots so because of the competition I created, I decided that the 80th reviewer chooses the title for the thirty-seventh chapter. E-Mir the Luminoth chose Iron Spirit. Enjoy!
Title: Iron Spirit
High spirited, that phrase described SpongeBob. His spirit had such a force that influenced his will to great extents; she couldn't see his spirit but feel it in his day-to-day actions.
With all the things he accomplished, she still wondered why he wasn't an official hero of Bikini Bottom. Unbelievably, the little yellow guy had save the city when he was only eighteen, sure Patrick helped but she knew who was the wisest of the two. When Plankton had found plan 'Z' and taken over Bikini Bottom along with the Krabby patty formula, his spirit was so great that he selflessly agreed a three day trip to shell city to save Mr. Krabs life and return the crown despite the fact that everyone deemed him as a 'kid' and Mr. Krabs didn't give him (the hardest working employee) the promotion of manager at Krusty Krabs two.
There was that time when he accepted King Neptune's challenge; supposedly the supreme ruler of water and sea at a cook-off to prove who he was and revive his friend.
In those situations he didn't crumble and fall though he could have. He refused to give up due to his spirit of loyalty, love and kindness.
He was a bundle of joy unrestrained.
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Strong as iron, that phrase described Sandy. He smiled and grimaced at the same time because he remembered all the times when she showed that to him physically. She complained sometimes that the scientist's at Bikini Bottom didn't respect or treat her right. He admired the fact that she still continued as a scientist and willingly gave findings and results to them. She rescued his backside alongside Mr. Krabs, Patrick and Squidward's on each adventure. She didn't crack on the pressure and give up, she always found a way.
Sandy was not only a strong element of iron but a sharp one too. When given impossible deadlines by her monkey bosses she met them even if it meant cutting away fun time with him. Even after the squirrel jokes had died down and some people still made comments, she simply smiled now and moved on.
She was strong mentally as well as physically.
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"Sandy...What thing do I represent that is just plain me?"
It was a hard question at first but Sandy easily answered it.
"A spirit, you're high-spirited. It's like no one has ever rubbed you the wrong way."
He turned to look at the clouds as he was doing minutes before.
"You remind me of iron."
"Iron?"
"Well, you surely know Sandy that you are the strongest critter in Bikini Bottom, but I know you're strong in different ways."
She smiled. The sponge talked some more.
"Have you ever heard of Iron Spirit before?"
"No."
"I went to this magic shop one day in town because I wanted to be a magician, you remember the exploding Easter e-"
"The exploding Easter egg. Yes, how can I forget. You nearly blew up the tree dome."
He rubbed his head sheepishly.
"Sorry about that. I heard from the wizard of the shop that this 'spirit' which is the 'sentient quintessence' of an iron thingy, combined with iron can mould some sort of masterpiece."
She rolled her eyes. Magic, magicians...she didn't really care at all but to be responsive to SpongeBob she still made a verbal sound to confirm that she heard what he said. The link between the iron and a spirit was kind of interesting.
Author's note: Constructive Criticism and advice is always welcomed.