AN: Ok, this chapter is crappy, I know. I've been having a little writer's constipation lately. I've been screwing around on Eddsworld and Myspace too much lately, and this is the result.

I also want to add the fact I LOVE SpongeBob and Drew Barrymore, I just like to tease them. So don't think I'm some sort of SpongeBob/Drew Barrymore/CoverGirl hater. I use Covergirl for bagel's sake!!!

SpongeBob The Super Model

Chapter 2

SpongeBob and Mr. Krabs walked into the Bikini Bottom Mall; Mr. Krabs expressionless, but SpongeBob smiling like a squirrel in an orgy on crack. Speaking of squirrels, Sandy decided to show up at the mall as well. She skipped up to the crustacean and smiling kitchen sponge.

"Howdy SpongeBob! Howdy red sweaty dude!" she chirped, with a smile that lit up the whole mall.

"Hi Sandy!" exclaimed SpongeBob, "Guess what? I'm helping Mr. Krabs find a dress for Pearl, maybe if I'm lucky, I could try on a couple of things!"

"Oh SpongeBob," said Sandy, "You silly little nigga!" (I'm not racist, but I think Sandy is)

"Oh you frisky little whorebag!" SpongeBob giggled.

"Is this normal for you two?" Mr. Krabs asked.

"Oh you should see us Friday nights!" exclaimed SpongeBob.

"The whipped cream…" said Sandy.

"The whips…" added SpongeBob.

"The vibrations…"said SpongeBob.

"SpongeBob, I thought you were gay." Said Mr. Krabs, confused.

"Well, sometimes it's nice to get a break from anal sex." SpongeBob replied.

"Why don't you just take a break from sex, in its entirety?" Mr. Krabs asked.

SpongeBob went white. He'd never thought that could be a possibility, he'd been sleeping around ever since he was eight. Sex was what made his world spin (literally).

"I will put that suggestion on my plate, Mr. Krabs, put for now, we need to get Pearl a kick-ass dress for prom!"

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"What do you think of this one Mr. K?"

SpongeBob came out in a wig with a full make-up job, wearing a velvet red dress and heels.

"Uh, it's a little too expensive looking." Said Mr. Krabs.

"Nonsense Mr. Krabs! No expense should be spared when it comes to your daughter!"

"Sp-" Mr. Krabs started.

"Excellent quote ma'am." Interrupted a woman who looked pretty important, "I can see you're full of intellect as you are beauty."

"Are you talking to me?" asked SpongeBob.

"Yes. What's your name?"

"What's it to you?" Mr. Krabs asked.

"Well, my name is Drew Barrymore, and I model for CoverSkank. Maybe you've seen my commercials?" said Ms. Barrymore.

"Oh yeah, you're in those commercials with the mascara that has the collagen in it." Said Mr. Krabs.

"No Mr. Krabs! That's those jackasses over at Maybelline! Ms. Barrymore here endorses Lash Blast. Any educated person knows that." Said SpongeBob.

"Ugh…"

"So, you're familiar with CoverSkank?" Drew asked.

"Oh yes! It's the only brand of make-up I wear!" replied SpongeBob.

"Well then, how would you like a modeling contract?" proposed Barrymore.

"Aahhh! I would love that!" SpongeBob squealed.

"What's your name then?"

"Oh, uh…. SpongeBella! SpongeBella ScissorPants (ha ha, look at my cute little Edward Scissor hands reference)" replied SpongeBob.

Mr. Krabs knew better than to get involved from that point on.