Disclaimer: I don't own SpongeBob SqaurePants. He and the rest of the characters belong to their rightful owner the genius; Stephen Hilenburg.

Notes: Welcome to the fifth installant of the series of Marvellous Marriage Misadventures. If you haven't done so, I advise you to read the chapter series of MMM which are chapters: 10, 32, 34, 36, 38 and 40 will be coming. Enjoy!

Title: Reconsideration

It turns out that the peace of justice had gone too far, as the place he had directed the couple to would be a powerful shock that would mark a significant part of their lives. His plan B would work as he intended however, before the end of plan was the beginning.

"Mr and Mrs SquarePants, please proceed onto room 20RT."

The sponge and squirrel arrived at the establishment the priest told them. In this very place was where their problems would be solved once and for all. The building was tall and old with the majority of windows cracked-it gave off a depressing vibe. It was as if the building was surviving a heartbreak.

"Mr and Mrs SquarePants, you may proceed onto room 20RT."

SpongeBob and Sandy ventured onwards to room 20RT, entering the corridor with a slight theme of contrasts: the left side of the room was red and the right side of the room was blue, the passageway seemed like a long distance but when you actually looked at it closely, it was quite short. The name of the corridor as the sign on the wall had said was called recogitatio; Latin for reconsideration.

"Wait Sandy!...Do you hear that?"

There was a noise of wails and whimpers.

"I do. Sounds like someone's all chocked up."

"I think the noise is coming from the female fish toilets."

"I think you're right. I'm going in."

"But you're a squirrel."

"What's that supposed to mean."

The sponge shrunk in size.

"Nothing, um, just be safe."

Sandy entered the feminine, pearl decorated toilets where the sounds of sadness were heard. After turning a corner she could clearly hear someone crying inside the toilets. Her face expression from curiosity turned into in concern. She gently knocked on the toilet door.

"Hey there...why are you all chocked up?"

The fish inside the toilet sniffed.

"I'm fine. Please, there's no need to worry."

"Really? Cuz ya'll don't sound like it."

The fish, presumably female by voice didn't respond.

"Let me in or come out. I'll try and help ya'll in any way I can."

It seemed as if the fish inside was hesitating, still the lock of the toilet door clicked and opened. The fish was a pink fish named Shubie came out; you could say she should have stayed in because she was a sore sight for eyes.

"I-I-I. I'm having a divorce." At this, Shubie fell to the floor in despair. Sandy went inside the toilet to grab a roll of tissue, she sat next to her and offered it.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Wanna tell me why you're really worked up."

"I didn't see it coming...I thought we were perfect for each other. Me and N-Nat met since high school-we called the unbreakable couple. We got married after college and even had four kids. Oh dear Neputne! How am I going to tell the kids?"

Shubie began breaking down again. Sandy put her arm around her and tried to comfort her the best she could.

"Oh, Shubie, I'm so sorry. I really wish I could help ya...Did you and your hus, I mean Nat ever try marriage counselling."

Shubie gave out a bitter laugh.

"When I asked him, he told me it was too late for that. If I remember his words clearly, he said 'how can some barnacle head we've never met before, help our relationship'."

"Aww, well, I bet one day that sorry good-for-nothing barnacle head will regret it, cuz, some lucky fella is gonna want you and then Nat will dream about the time he could have fixed everything."

The pink fish smiled.

"I wish. Y'know what hurts the most."

"No."

"That fact that before we got married, before we started dating...we were the closest of friends. I think that being friends help us become an 'unbreakable' couple so-"

"When y'all divorced, you feel that you've divorce you're friendship too."

"Yeah."

The pink fish laughed.

"What's so funny?"

"This is a secret I'm about to tell you. Nat, when he was a bus driver had a strict no-singing policy,"

Sandy nodded her head.

"Yet when he sang every morning in the shower, I thought about issuing him a strict no-singing policy."

Sandy joined in with Shubie's laughter.

"He was so bad that both of our neighbour threatened to take legal action on him if he continued."

Alongside the females laughter, another high pitched unique laugh was heard too.

"What was that?"

Sandy grumbled under her voice "An eavesdropping yellow varmit."

"Huh?"

"Nothing. You feelin' slightly better"

"Slightly, yes I am. Thanks to you."

"Aw shucks, just remember that nothin' dries as quick as a tear."

As the two females got off from the floor, starting to exit the toilets. Sandy purposely pushed the door with some strength so a spongy man would tumble down.

"Sandy you-"

"Shubs! Shubs! Shubs, there you are. Me and Mom have been worried sick about you. Why did you run away so fast."

Jimmy-Gus who was Shubs older brother, looked at her more closely and saw features of past tears. He wrapped his arms around her.

"I'm a barnacle head aren't I Shubie?"

"No, you're not. Someone else is but we don't need to worry about the person because nothin' dries as quick as a tear."

Shubie winked at Sandy and Sandy winked back. Jimmy looking at the two was confused. Before he could ask for an explanation, Shubie interrupted him.

"Let's go find Mom before she wrecks havoc in this place."

The brother and sister followed the pathway to leading them back to the reception. Sandy waved them both goodbye and turned to look at the sponge who was starting to wake up from his daze. Sandy felt slightly guilty.

"Come on SpongeBob. I didn't push the door that hard."

The sponge rubbed his head that was forming a bump.

"That's what you think Ms Cheeks."

"Well...maybe if ya'll weren't eavesdropping, you wouldn't have gotten hurt."

"I didn't mean no harm Sandy. I was only listening secretly to you and Shubie talking."

The squirrel sighed.

"SpongeBob. Eavesdropping is listening secretly to people-without permission."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Hurriedly, the yellow guy and brown gal continued their way to room 20RT as they were sure the person inside must have lost their patience.

"Sandy?"

"Yeah."

"If Shubie used divorce to end her marriage with Nat...what are we gonna end ours with?"

"Um-"

She didn't get a chance to answer that question as the person inside room 20RT opened the door welcoming them both.

"Welcome! I was starting to think the both of you would never show up, come take a seat."

The male clown fish with a large smile went to sit at his desk in front of them.

"We'll discuss finances later. Welcome to unlock wedlock. My name is Fred Tune, I'm a solicitor here to sort your marriage situation. Divorce is never an easy process so please, try to be civil with each other if there are still remaining disputes."

SpongeBob and Sandy both froze at the word divorce. It was all making sense to Sandy why the priest had sent them here. Marriage was a legal ceremony as well as interlocking love ceremony; divorce was the option used to get out of it legally.

"Now, you both know that you are here because you two no longer want to be together and have no contact with each other. I as your solicitor will try to solve this problem without going to court,"

The solicitor sighed.

"This question is never the easiest to answer but why has your marriage irretrievably broken down?"

Sandy in shock didn't respond.

"Okay, I see I have to break down the questions a little more...Was adultery committed?"

Sandy shook her head incredibly quickly and the sponge copied her.

"Any unreasonable behaviour against each other?"

Sure, Sandy had hit SpongeBob a few times but that wasn't in true rage, with a hundred percent hatred to harm SpongeBob.

The squirrel stood up.

"Sorry, but I think me and my h-husband have wasted your time."

The sponge stood up also.

"I don't think me and Sandy want a divorce."

"Are sure? What will you do when problems arise in your relationship."

Sandy thought back to her talk with Shubie.

"Marriage counselling is always worth a shot. Thank for your time though."

The sponge opened the door for him and Sandy to leave. The solictor Fred scratched his hair in confusion.

"That's a first."

…

"Sooo...We're still married?"

"Yes. Yes SpongeBob, we are."

"So, you're my wife and I'm your husband."

The sponge seemed quite bashful after saying that.

"In technical terms, yeah, that's right."

It was like a dream coming true for SpongeBob and a dream Sandy had forgotten for some time and didn't want to review again.

"What Shubie's going through, I didn't want that to happen to us. I didn't want to divorce our relationship."

"I feel the same way Sandy. Divorce is scary and hurtful."

The sponge and squirrel arrived at Sandy's tree dome.

"We're here. We've had a crazy day today, Mr Krabs will definitely grill me tomorrow at work,"

The sponge wanted to see or hear a confirmation from Sandy that she would be all right with the decision she made today. He need to test something out to see that they we're still friends.

"We'll, until tomorrow...Sandra."

He waited to see a reaction on her face but she turned around opening the door to her tree dome-she did reply though with a smile-she needed a positive aspect to focus on.

"I'll see you tomorrow...Bob."

Author's note: Bob and Sandra; it's so funny that, that's their real names. Thanks for reading, constructive criticism and advise is always welcomed.