The Search for the Magic Seaweed
Chapter 3: A New Friend
Disclaimer: I do not own the SpongeBob Squarepants tv show. I DO own OC's in the story that I made up. Like the waitress in the ice cream parlor...
Hey everyone! Here's chapter three three three! Hope you like it it it! It's a lot longer than the first two and it's good so read it! Okay, well in this chapter I introduce to you my very own character! YAY OC! Hope ya like him! He's a mutant...
SpongeBob awoke at his usual waking time and got dressed. He then cooked up some breakfast for himself and Gary.
"Hey Gary. I made breakfast," SpongeBob greeted Gary as he entered the room.
"Meow." Gary replied with a thank you.
They ate at the table-well, SpongeBob ate AT the table, Gary ate on the table. SpongeBob had made eggs, bacon, waffles, and buttered toast.
"Meow."
"Ok. Here ya go." SpongeBob slid the jar of blueberries down to Gary.
"Meow!" (Meaning 'I can't open or spread the blueberries on my own!)
"Oh...Yeah sorry about that!" SpongeBob walked over to Gary and opened the jar or blueberries. "How much blueberries do you want?"
"Meow Meow. Meow." (Meaning 'One spoonful on the toast and two on the waffles.')
"Alrighty!" SpongeBob took a spoon and scooped a spoonful of fresh hand- picked blueberries and spread it onto the toast. He then took another spoonful from the jar of blueberries and spread it evenly onto the waffles. He took a spoonful of blueberries and again spread it onto the waffles.
"Good enough Gary?" SpongeBob looked a Gary, who was drooling at the site of his breakfast, and laughed. "You sure must be hungry, Gary! I guess last night's dinner just wasn't enough!" SpongeBob laughed again and Gary laughed too. "Meow!"
SpongeBob went back to his seat and started munching on the bacon.
"As for me, I think I'm going through a stage. An anti-blueberry stage!" SpongeBob laughed.
It was quiet for a few minutes. SpongeBob and Gary were livin' the life, eating their breakfast. It was the first breakfast in months they actually sat and had a quite luxurious morning with great food and a nice conversation. (I guess discussing blueberries is a 'nice conversation.')
"Hey Gary?" SpongeBob had stopped eating and looked up from his plate to Gary.
"Meow?" (Meaning 'Yes?')
"I wanna thank you again for clearing me up yesterday night at dinner. I don't wanna sound like it's a big thing but I just want you to know that I DO appreciate what you do an' all."
"Meow." Gary welcomed SpongeBob for last night's talk and thanked SpongeBob for appreciating him.
It was quiet again.
"So! What do you wanna do today Gary?" SpongeBob asked cheerfully. Today was Saturday and SpongeBob didn't have to work today.
"Meow. Meow." Gary wanted SpongeBob to go hang with Patrick for a bit and then to go apologize to Squidward.
"Alright... but what are you gonna do?" SpongeBob didn't want to leave Gary out.
"Meow. Meow!" (Meaning 'Hello?!? There's a marathon of my favorite soap on ALL day! I can't miss that. Where have you BEEN!')
SpongeBob smiled. "I'm not too sure where I have been." His smiled quickly turned into a frown. "I've been so caught up in work an' all I haven't even had time to notice my friends."
"Meow!" (Meaning 'It's ok just chill dude!')
SpongeBob smiled again. "I will."
They finally finished breakfast so SpongeBob got up and put the dishes in the sink.
"Well I'm going to head over to Patrick's house and see what he's up to. See ya Gary! Have fun watching your soap!"
Gary turned on the tv and sat on the couch.
"Meow!" Gary yelled 'I love Susan DownHill!' Susan Downhill was the soap he watched.
SpongeBob left and headed over to Patrick's house listening to the awful tune of Squidward's clarinet.
KNOCK KNOCK! Patrick opened the rock a few seconds later.
"Hey buddy!"
"Hey Pat! How's it been goin'?"
"Good. Where have you been these past couple of days? I haven't seen you around in ages! Did you take a vacation or what?"
"No I haven't been on vacation. I've just been caught up in work an' all. Sorry I haven't been around too much lately. But I will from now on."
"Ok. So... wanna get ice cream?" If you know Patrick he always goes out for ice cream.
"Sure! I need to talk to ya anyways."
They walked down past the Krusty Krab towards the ice cream parlor. They continued to walk when SpongeBob noticed a creature sitting on a bench across from the ice cream parlor all by himself.
"Hey Pat?"
"Yeah?"
"Who's that over there? I've never seen him before."
"I dunno either."
"Well, he must be new around here. Let's go give him a warm welcome to Bikini Bottom!"
"Ok. But first let's get ice cream?"
A lightbulb went off inside SpongeBob's head.
"Great idea Pat! We'll invite him or her to join us for ice cream!"
"Okay!"
SpongeBob and Patrick approached the newbie. It was a guy. A bird! A purple bird-with gills?
"Uh.... Hey there!" SpongeBob said with a look of confusion on his face.
The bird looked up now eye to eye with SpongeBob. SpongeBob could tell the bird was about a foot taller than him since SpongeBob was standing and the bird was sitting and they were the same height then.
"Oh hi. You startled me!" His voice was clean, young man sounding. He didn't sound past his teens. Maybe into his early twenties. But you could tell he wasn't a businessman.
"My name is SpongeBob and this is my friend Patrick. Nice to meet you. What's your name?"
"SpongeBob eh?" The bird raised an eyebrow. "Are you a SPONGE named BOB? You coulda just told me that."
"Yes I am a SPONGE but my name isn't BOB. It's SpongeBob. What's your name?"
The bird, ignoring the question for the second time, turned to face Patrick. "And you're a... starfish right?"
"Wow how'd you know?!?" Patrick widened his eyes.
The bird raised a brow again looking a little confused. "I can tell by look at you?"
"Oh..."
SpongeBob was getting a little anxious to know the bird's name. "So what's your name?"
"Oh. My name is Rocky."
Patrick laughed. "That's funny. You sure don't look like a rock. And you don't look rocky!"
"ROCKY is also a name, not just a verb." Rocky looked at Patrick.
"Oh. But ROCKY isn't a verb it's a noun!" Patrick corrected Rocky.
"No! You're both wrong! ROCKY is an adjective!!!" SpongeBob re-corrected both of them.
"But it's also a name." Rocky repeated what he told Patrick.
"I know..." SpongeBob replied cooling down his temper.
No one spoke for a few seconds. Patrick's stomach growled, reminding SpongeBob about their plan to go get ice cream.
"So!" SpongeBob was cheery again. "Wanna join us for ice cream Rocky? We can learn about each other too!"
"Sure!"
They walked across the street into the ice cream parlor and took a seat at a booth.
"So are you new here Rocky?" SpongeBob asked.
"Yeah."
"Where you from?"
"Maryland."
"Where's that?"
"In the USA." Rocky realized that they've never been away from here. "It's above water."
SpongeBob and Patrick gasped in unison.
"How'd you survive??" SpongeBob questioned Rocky.
"I can breathe air."
SpongeBob and Patrick gasped again.
"And water."
Another gasp came from Patrick and SpongeBob.
"Look, stop gasping! Just let me tell you about myself."
Patrick gasped again but SpongeBob covered his mouth.
"Shhhh..." SpongeBob told Patrick.
A fish came up to the booth. "What can I get you guys?"
Surprised, they all looked up at the lady.
"I'll take the surpreme with extra sprinkles." Patrick told the lady.
"Mint ice cream for me." SpongeBob said.
"Uh... soft serve chocolate for me." Rocky said to the fish.
"Ok be right back."
Rocky started his story. "I'm kinda like a frog. I have both gills and lungs. I realized my ability when I was first learning how to swim. My dad was teaching me every couple days. One day, when he was fixing our nest I wanted to try swimming by myself. I slipped into the water-"
"Here ya'll go." It was the waitress. She handed each of us our ice creams then left.
"Woah Patrick!" Rocky exclaimed.
Patrick's ice cream was a couple feet tall not including the cone. It had strawberry, vanilla, chocolate, mint, and chocolate chip stacked up onto the cone. There was two of each of the flavors!
"I know it's a lot. But, what can I say? I'm a big eater!"
Rocky took a couple bites out of his ice cream and continued his story. "I slipped into the water and started to drown. I couldn't swim. It must've been 15 minutes and I still wasn't dead. I thought maybe I was an underwater land mutant or something." Rocky laughed. "I watched one too many movies in my life. Anyways, I figured I could breathe underwater since my dad could. Which brings me to about my parents."
SpongeBob and Patrick listened carefully as they continued to eat their ice cream.
"My mom is a bird. My dad is a frog. Don't ask how it worked out for them but it did. When I tried breathing underwater, I could. So I got out and told my parents about my experience. They told me I got my dad's gills and lungs but my mom's figure. I don't know why I'm purple though..."
Rocky took some more bites out of his ice cream.
"Ok. Well..." SpongeBob was speachless.
"Cool!" Patrick said with a mouthful of vanilla ice cream in his mouth.
Rocky laughed. "I thought you would find it interesting."
"Yeah, it was." SpongeBob nodded in agreement.
They finished their ice creams, left some money on the table and left.
"Well, it was nice meeting you guys!" Rocky said.
"Ya, nice meeting you too." Patrick said.
"It's always nice to have a new friend." SpongeBob smiled a shook Rocky's hand.
"I gotta be going though. I'm looking for a house to buy."
"Ok! Good luck! If you can't find a place give me a call and you can stay with me!"
"Alright. See ya later dudes." Rocky waved and walked away from them. SpongeBob and Patrick walked the opposite way home and entered SpongeBob's house.
"Pat."
"Ya?"
"Wanna join Gary and watch Susan DownHill 'til we fall asleep?"
"Sure!"
"K."
"Hey Gary." SpongeBob and Patrick said.
"Meow."
SpongeBob and Patrick joined Gary and watched Susan DownHill until they fell asleep.
I hoped you liked the story! Sorry it took so long to update! Please review!