Ch. 3
Spongebob sighed as he and his wife sat in the waiting room, she was sitting up reading a magazine that had been sitting on the side, he looked at the pictures on the wall before looking down at his wife, he glanced over at the page she was reading, something about some type of chocolate parfait, which she was tempted to show him, since her husband was technically a professional chef and could make her anything, but, they weren't here for parfaits.
Laura looked at him and smiled for a few seconds, "What?" she asked, and he sighed, glancing at the doctors door, and she sighed, shifting the book in her hands to the next page, "We're not having this conversation, you're seeing that doctor, one way or another." she said, and he sighed, shaking his head.
"I just think it's useless, they're not gonna know what's wrong with me." he said, and she shook her head, "Look, bargain marts having a sale on clothes, do you think Tom, or Lola would like some new clothes?" she asked, "Oh, it's not that bad, and if you get in there, and they say nothings wrong, then, that's just good news, You promised." she said, he he sighed again.
"Mr. Squarepants?" called the doctor, and he stood up, "Follow me." he said as he gestured for him to follow, having Laura grab him by the hand and drag him along until they went into a room, "The doctor will be with you in just a few minutes." he said as he handed him a gown to change.
He sat on the bed after finally getting changed, he turned to his wife who leaned herself against one of his arms, and he sighed as she caught one of her hands that ran to the palm of his, they turned their attention to the door that opened as their doctor walked in the room, he jumped a little once seeing the over sized sponge, forgetting that this was the same small sponge he'd cured of the suds several times.
Now, this sponge was as tall as a house, was married and had two children to back that up, "What seems to be the problem, Mr. Squarepants?" the man asked, Spongebob shook his head, "Noth- mph." he grunted as she elbowed him in the rib, "He's lying sir, he's been losing sleep, and-"
"Losing sleep?" the man questioned, and Spongebob shook his head, "I'm losing my mind, sir, I haven't been sleeping, as I should, because I'm afraid of what happens when I close them-" "What happens?" the doctor asks, "I just have these, most- horrible dreams, that I can't seem to wake up from, and, I mean, they're not like any other dream, they feel, so real, most of the time it would be about, about her, or, my kids." Spongebob shook his head as the doctor wheeled his chair over to him to check his vitals.
"What kind of dreams, might i ask?" he asked, and Spongebob began to shiver, tears filled his eyes, and Laura gasped as he suddenly started squeezing her hand, but stopped once he realized he was hurting her.
"Sorry." he apologized to her, the doctor glanced at her, even she seemed to be concerned, "Whatever it was.. it seems to be affecting both of ya." he noted, and she nodded, telling him about how he'd wake up screaming, sometimes he'd jump out of their bed and even go to their childrens room to check on their precious children.
The man nodded after checking his reflexes and his blood pressure, "you seem to be pretty healthy." he said as he picked up his mini flashlight to check his eyes.
"M' kay, just follow the light for me." he instructed, while he did so, nearly after a few seconds when he switched eyes, he couldn't help but to freeze where he stood, "What was that?" he mumbled as he seen something dark flash across the back of his rentna, he couldn't even recognize what he'd seen, it fast.
He then switched eyes, looking deep into his eye to see if he could see it, the hairs on the back of his neck stood up as he finally got a look of this thing, but it wasn't clear, it appeared to be sitting on the ground of his eye, and it appeared to be breathing heavily.
He then heard a low growl in his ear, it felt as if this thing, was standing behind him, he then jumped back, screaming in horror as the thing suddenly flashed across his sight, creating a rawr that only he could hear, it displayed many fangs that were attached to its mouth, he ended up falling out of his chair which he kicked as he scooted back against the wall.
"M, Monster!" he pointed at him, as the sponge stood up, and approached him, in attempt to help him, but the man screamed even louder as he saw the man's face twist into something evil, he'd started throwing things at him, demanding that he get out, fearing for his life. Spongebob looked at his wife.
"I, I didn't even do anything." he said as they were escorted out of the room. Spongebob hummed to himself as he looked himself in the visor mirror, finding that there was nothing wrong, except for the slight redness from his loss of sleep.
Laura sighed as she kept driving, "So much for that." she said, and he looked at her, "What do you think he saw?" she asked him, and Spongebob shook his head, "maybe- he seen what I keep seeing." he answered, and she just glanced at him, "I think you should call off for work." she suggested.
"i can't miss work, it's just a little bit of-" "Robert." she called to him in that tone he never liked, he sighed, slouching back, "Fine." it was never a good idea to argue with the mrs.
Spongebob sighed as he stepped out of the boat, until he his daughter came running out from Squidwards house, calling out for him, he couldn't help but to smile as she jumped up to him for a hug.
"I've missed you daddy!" She said said as she rubbed her nose against his, and he just laughed before he turned to look at his son who'd walked up to them.
"Hey Tommy, how's my big man?" He questioned, and he just shrugged, "you wanna hug too? There's enough room." He said as he held out his other arm.
Being the teenager he was, he just shook his head and went to turn around but yelped out as his father had suddenly grabbed onto him, pulling him in for a tight hug.
"Dad!" He raised his voice, "This is embarrassing! Let go!" He shouted as tried to push him away.
"You know what else is embarrassing? That hair, here, lemme fix that for you!" He said before he put him in a headlock and started running his knuckles through the top of his head.
"Owe dad! That hurts! Stop it! Mooom!" He cried out as he tried to pull free, "Robert, that's enough." Laura said placing her hands on her hips.
Spongebob sighed, surrendering his arms, and Tom stood up, rubbing his head, having his mother wrap him in her arms and pet his hair, Tom looked up at him, "jerk." He smirked, Laura just shook her head, a smile spreading across her face.
"Come on, kids, it's lunch time." Laura said as she turned around and walked back to the house._
Spongebob smiled as his wife slid him his plate, it was just a simple seaweed noodle stew, just to hold them over until dinner, "Thanks dear." he smiled before he turned to his food, "I am starving." he said as he lifted his fork to his mouth, but before he could eat it, he dropped it with a gag, he shook his head.
'That was, odd.' he said to himself before he picked up his fork again, and, he gagged again, "Robert?" Laura looked up at him from her side of the table, feeling a little concerned, she glanced at Lola before looking back.
"Is the food bad?" she asked him, and he quickly looked back up at her, shaking his head, "What? No hun- it's just that, I think I might have eaten something that didn't agree with my stomach earlier." he answered, but he couldn't recall what, "I'm sure this stuff tastes, great." he smiled before he forced a fork in his mouth.
He forced his hand in front of his mouth as he gagged again, he then forced himself to swallow what was in his mouth, he then smiled, "See, it's-" he covered his mouth again as it came back up, he shook his head, and ran to the bathroom.
He fell to his knees, while gripping onto the rim of the seat to throw up, he panted as he came close to stopping, when he opened his eyes, he'd let out a scream as he'd seen that the stuff he'd thrown up, was like a thick, oily black substance, and some of it still hung from his lips.
He pushed himself back as far as he could until he ran into his wife's legs which were waiting at the door, he gasped at her sudden touch, "L, Laura." he looked up at her, he shook his head, he was freaking out, he looked back at the toilet, and she got the hint to walk over and see for herself.
Laura sighed, as she seen that it was just the stew he'd swallowed, and she guessed, that he must've been seeing things again, she walked over to him after she'd flushed it, "It's gone." she said as she rubbed the back of his head, and he wrapped his arms around her waist and buried his face in her stomach.
"What's wrong with dad?" Tom asked as he stood behind his mother who held his father, and she just sighed, "I wish I knew." she shook her head.
The echoes of wild birds filled her ears as she slowly ventured deeper into the forest, being careful to not make a sound, she'd turn around and signal her troops to halt, they were entering enemy territory, she crouched down to look at a huge print that was placed a few inches in front of her.
Taking note that this wasn't made by any man fish kind, she gasped as she seen something flash across the area, she turned her head up to look to see a couple leaves that'd been stirred flutter back down.
She stood up, someone else was here with them, she looked behind her at her troops and hushed them, before she signaled them to slowly follow her, she'd turned her attention to a tall tree that's been snapped in half a few feet ahead, taking note of the four claw marks on the lower half.
She then turned her head around to look at her troops but stopped when she seen the tall pine tree next to her shared the same pattern of marks, "What do you think it is? A sea bear?" asked one of her team leaders.
"Captain-" called one of the troops who'd wandered off a head, he stood on an edge of a crater, he then pointed down as she walked over, "My god-" said one of the men as they looked upon the bodies of their enemies, torn to pieces, and left to rot.
She covered her nose to block out the smell, that was when she heard a twig snap, she jumped around to find that all her men, had been wiped out, she looked at her shoulder as a thick chunk of flesh and blood dropped onto her uniform.
Laura shot up out of her bed, sweat pouring down her face, "R, Robert." she called for him to wake up, but when she turned to his side, he was gone, she looked to the bathroom, expecting him to have got up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom, but, the door was open, and the light was off.
However, the hallway light from the top of the staircase, was on, and the door, was cracked open, growing curious, just now hearing the silent sound of glass pushing against each other, from an open fridge.
She smiled, she could use a midnight snack to calm her nerves, she guessed as she slid off the bed and quietly made her way down the stairs not to wake their two sleeping children. She, however, started to slow down, upon hearing something that, didn't quite add up.
She could feel her skin stand up, her pores screaming at her, the feeling she got from this, reminded her of her dream, and it brought fear down to her stomach.
She heard, growling, and not any growl she'd heard, a wild animal? Perhaps, but this, no, this sounded a lot, darker, alot, sinister, she could feel the bad vibes coming from down stairs, her gut telling her to run back up stairs and call the police, to gather her children and take them to somewhere safe, but, what could possible be this, thing? In her house, and where was her husband?
She slowly, and quietly snuck down to the kitchen, taking note of the dem light on the floor from an open fridge, peeping her head around the corner, she found her husband, crouched around a corner a few feet away from the open fridge, which was a wreck, shelves were knocked down, the door even a little bent, his body shaking as he ate whatever he was eating.
She took another step in the kitchen, "R, Robert?" she softly called his name, having him suddenly stop, he turned his head slightly before turning back around, he then stood up, he then turned to face her, and she froze, covering her mouth as she looked at him.
His face, covered in what looked like blood, she glanced down at the raw meat that he'd towarn into, and she could have sworn she seen his tongue slither out from his lips to lick up the blood, and the look in his eyes, were, cold, like there was nothing there until he straightened up, she could hear his bones crack as he straightened his posture.
Realising what he was doing, he turned to look at the mess, shocked at what he'd done, "L, Laura." he said, returning to his, normal self, if you'd call him normal anymore.
"What-" she spoke, but stopped when he stepped up, leaning down in attempt to give her a kiss but, stopped when he got a whiff of her, "oooh-" he growled, causing a new fear to sweep over her, as she'd never heard him talk like this.
"You smell- hmm, delicious." he hissed before he hunched over, gripping at his head, "L, Laura- G, get out." he growled in his normal voice, and she stepped back, "R, Robert." "GO!" he yelled at her, the volume of his voice was enough to shake her, she then ran up the stairs to wake her kids.
"Mom?" Tom questioned as she burst through his bedroom door, she ran to him, yanking him up by his hand, "C, Come on, Tommy, we gotta go." she said, her voice shaking with fear as she dragged him out of his room, still in pajamas to get Lola who'd woken up and went down stairs.
"Daddy?" she softly called her name before her mother grabbed her hand, "Come on-" "Dad?" Tom called out to him, finding his father hunched over on all fours, and blocking the door, he cried in pain as he could feel himself being taken over by something.
Spongebob rocked back and forth on the ground in the living room, he was grabbing at his head, his fingernails were bloody and chipped from scratching at himself, "Pl, please, r, run away! Gah, hnn." he cried as he clawed at himself, like he was trying to fight himself back, it was like he was being taken over, he had started to change, starting with his skin, and muscles, veins started to pop out of his skin.
He clawed at the ground as his fingers started to sprout sharp claws, it was all very painful, he looked up at his wife, he was changing into something he knew would be evil, tears still in his eyes, "L, Laura." he growled out from behind his teeth, "G, get the kids, a, and get out, n, now." he ordered.
Laura just sat there, shocked with terror, seeing her husband suddenly changed, "Sp, Sponge-"
"NOW!" he shouted with a loud growl before he started to scream on his knees, he wanted to claw at his mouth as his teeth had began to change but he was being held back by some invisible rope, he groaned in agony, blood came from his mouth as his now, extremely sharp teeth began to cut through his gums.
"Laura-" he managed to get out from the back of his throat, tears fell from his eyes, "Please." he begged, and Laura stood up, and he began to hunch back down, he continued to groan as some dark black horns began to grow from the side of his head, he dug into the ground, he turned his head slightly where his eyes met with the eyes of his son.
He'd never seen Thomas look so terrified, you would be too if you saw your mother, or father change into some demonic monster, Spongebob turned his head back to Laura, he looked at her with begging eyes, "L, Laura." he said and she looked to her two kids before she grabbed them and ran them the other way.
Spongebob smiled to himself as he watched his family escape, but he then went back to screaming as a he started to sprout a tail, he shook as he stood on his knees like he was possessed, his eyes rolled to the back his head before he stood up and started to laugh, he hunched forward for a few seconds as two giant bat like wings shot out from his back.
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