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A knock at the door startled the yellow square. "Oh my gosh! She's here!" Spongebob opened door to reveal a beautiful sponge behind it.
"Hello I'm Gwenneth you must be Spongebob, I must say I didn't imagine you to be quite like this." She said earnestly.
"Come inside, please! Don't catch a chill!" Spongebob replied ignoring her comment.
"What an interesting house I like your floor. It matches my shoes!"
"It does! Would you like a cup of tea?" Spongebob replied trying to make small talk, which was very easy to do around such an interesting person.
"Chamomile please. So what do you do for a job?" Gwenneth asked following him like a puppy into the kitchen.
"Oh ah," said Spongebob nervously. "I'm a cashier." He finished; averting his eyes. Gwenneth laughed politely. "No seriously, you're so funny! A cashier!"
"I am serious." He said flatly.
"Oh" was all she could say for a reply.
"Careful it's very hot." Spongebob murmured handing her the steaming cup.
"Thank you."
"Please sit down!" Offered Spongebob. Gwenneth sat down lightly upon a soft purple sofa curling her toes underneath the cushion. "Spongebob? Will you make me a poem?" asked Gwenneth.
"Uh sure." Said Spongebob. "Oh no what am I going to do I cant make up a poem on the spot!" He thought but nevertheless he proceeded stuttering slightly.
"Oh Gwenneth is your name though some people will call you Gwen! Ah, With red tresses flowing from left to right around your face I will make sure that you are never defaced Um, Your shoes so fine They match my carpet divine And your green eyes I could stare at all day."
"Oh Spongebob! That was so romantic!" Gwenneth melted and knew instantly that she was in love with Spongebob Squarepants.
Next time I'll tell you about Patrick pleeeeeeeease review!
A knock at the door startled the yellow square. "Oh my gosh! She's here!" Spongebob opened door to reveal a beautiful sponge behind it.
"Hello I'm Gwenneth you must be Spongebob, I must say I didn't imagine you to be quite like this." She said earnestly.
"Come inside, please! Don't catch a chill!" Spongebob replied ignoring her comment.
"What an interesting house I like your floor. It matches my shoes!"
"It does! Would you like a cup of tea?" Spongebob replied trying to make small talk, which was very easy to do around such an interesting person.
"Chamomile please. So what do you do for a job?" Gwenneth asked following him like a puppy into the kitchen.
"Oh ah," said Spongebob nervously. "I'm a cashier." He finished; averting his eyes. Gwenneth laughed politely. "No seriously, you're so funny! A cashier!"
"I am serious." He said flatly.
"Oh" was all she could say for a reply.
"Careful it's very hot." Spongebob murmured handing her the steaming cup.
"Thank you."
"Please sit down!" Offered Spongebob. Gwenneth sat down lightly upon a soft purple sofa curling her toes underneath the cushion. "Spongebob? Will you make me a poem?" asked Gwenneth.
"Uh sure." Said Spongebob. "Oh no what am I going to do I cant make up a poem on the spot!" He thought but nevertheless he proceeded stuttering slightly.
"Oh Gwenneth is your name though some people will call you Gwen! Ah, With red tresses flowing from left to right around your face I will make sure that you are never defaced Um, Your shoes so fine They match my carpet divine And your green eyes I could stare at all day."
"Oh Spongebob! That was so romantic!" Gwenneth melted and knew instantly that she was in love with Spongebob Squarepants.
Next time I'll tell you about Patrick pleeeeeeeease review!