Chapter 6: The Discussion
There was an abundance of tension hanging in the room as the mentally disturbed redhead, the sprightly sponge, the slow sea-star, the grouchy octopus, the Emo octopus, and the aggressive blonde starfish sat at the kitchen table.
"Well," said Squidward, "What do you girls have to say for yourselves?"
"What do you mean Mr. Testicles?" asked Briana.
Squidward put his face in his hands.
"We mean," said SpongeBob, "how the heck did you guys develop the likings of South Park? It doesn't come on until really late at night."
The girls gave no answer, they just stared.
"It's hard to believe you guys have gotten yourself into this mess," said Patrick matter-of-factly, "I mean SpongeBob, look how innocent they are!"
SpongeBob watched with disappointment as Isabel stuck a finger up her nose, and then inserted it in her mouth.
"I do have a TV in my room" said Carmen.
"Oh well. We know the cause of the problem," said Squidward, "Carmen, you know you're bedtime is 7:30!"
"Since when do I listen to you?" spat Carmen.
Squidward hesitated. "I see your point."
"Listen to me Carmen," said SpongeBob, " We care about what you watch, because it affects you drastically-
"Listen buddy!" interrupted Isabel, "you and your sea-men got it all wrong! You should quit lecturing us, because we can take care of ourselves! Also, you're pissing me off!"
"I agree" said Carmen.
"Me too" said Briana.
"Izzy's totally right," said Carmen, "we need to get to the heart of the shit. You guys don't recognize our needs as young individuals, and should be punished as we see fit."
"That's right" agreed Isabel.
"Amen! Praise Jesus fool!" (We all know who said that)
"You guys just aren't normal are you?" asked Squidward.
"You bitches got a problem with that?" said Isabel.
"Watch that mouth of yours you little brat!" spat Squidward.
"Don't tell me what to do!" screamed Isabel.
"Fool! Leave her alone I'll shove that fat nose of yours down the garbage disposal!"
*sorry; short chapter. Been rather brain-dead lately. My home life is pretty much in the toilet… so is my brain, and it's dragging its imagination down with it. Hopefully a longer chapter next time*