Spongebob and Sandy pulled up to a tall hotel building, wondering why she didn't just stay at her parents, she just answered saying that she was just here for business reasons, the company had paid off for the rooms, she just had to pay for an extra room. Since, ocean money was a lot different then land money.
Spongebob stepped inside his room, placing his bags he'd snuck in with her stuff. He'd been to plenty of hotels in his days, but never one on land, it was so strange.
He was sure he wasn't really gonna be using the bed, sleeping with this helmet would hurt his neck. So, the bathtub would have to work.
As Spongebob had set his clothes in the dresser, he heard a knock at the door. Remembering what Sandy had said, he didn't open the door unless it was her, once he heard the third knock off the pattern, he opened the door.
Sandy nervously looked at him, they still weren't talking much since the incident, "A, are ya hungry?" She asked, Spongebob smiled, "Starved." He answered, she smiled back, "Great, I know I told ya not to come outta yet room, unless I said so, but I wanna take ya ta this special place down the road, ma an pa always take me here whenever I come ta visit." She said.
Spongebob smiled even brighter, "Am I gonna meet your parents?" He asked, Sandy sighed, putting on a fake smile, "Nah, not this time, ma and Pa always go outta town this time around, their anniversary." She shrugged.
"So, no, just you an me, that ain't a problem is it?" She asked, Spongebob shook his head, "just give me a sec to grab my wallet." He said before he rushed to fetch his money.
"Uh, ya know, yer money no good ere, right?" She asked, SpongeBob stopped for a second, forgotten, "that's silly."
Sandy smiled, "Don't worry buddy, I gotcha covered, ma bosses are paying fer everythin." She said, Spongebob just smiled just before they left.
SpongeBob and Sandy sat at their table, Spongebob was stirring his salad, waiting for his other food. They hadn't really talked the inter time they were there.
Sandy sighed, "I'm sorry." She spoke up, Spongebob didn't look up he sighed, "Thank you for coming back, I guess." He said, turning his eyes on her.
"I didn't mean to make you mad it's just that," Sandy smiled, placing her hand on his, "It's ok, yer a very sweet man, Spongebob, no matter how many times ya make me mad, I can't stay mad at ya, ya just wanted to be with me, I get it." She nodded.
"It's just that, we've come to a dangerous place, I can't show ma best friend off cuz I'm scared, ya know?" SpongeBob just smiled, "You want to show me off?" He blushed.
Sandy just rolled her eyes, "Just hurry up an eat yer food." she gestured to the pasta that was laid down in front of him.
The two came crashing through Sandys front door, laughing, their arms wrapped around each other. They seemed a little tipsy from the free samples of wine.
They plopped down on the small love seat that was in Sandys room. Sandy was laughing in his chest, tears of joy slid down her face.
"Heh, do you remember when the waiter dumped the hot soup on that rude guys lap?" Sandy asked, Spongebob just burst out laughing, it wasn't really his thing to laugh at other people's pain, even if they were rasist jerks, he just loved to laugh with her.
"oh but the best part was when he got up and tripped over his own feet, serves that cat right, lookin atcha like that, and talking to ya the way he did." She said as she lifted her head but groaned as she smacked her head against his helmet.
Sandy rubbed her head, "owe, that hurt." She said, SpongeBob awed, "oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean to hitcha, aw lemme see." He said as he reached for her head.
Sandy looked up at his concentrated face, "well youre alright." He smiled as he looked at her face, he blushed seeing her looking at him the way she was.
"S, Sandy." He softly spoke as she leaned in closer, he glanced down at her lips and back, he bit his lip, was she really, no, she was just drunk she couldn't possibly.
If she was, then he wasn't going to sit out on this one, sure it might have been all in his head, he'd just say that he wasn't thinking straight, it was the wine doing it.
Their faces heated up, just at she leaned in to kiss him, she hit the glass, she'd forgotten about it, it'd been invisible for the last five minutes, and has it not have been there, surely they'd making out, but instead, they turned away from eachother, embarrassed, faces red.
Sandy stood up, "I, I'mma gonna get a glass of water, want a glass?" She asked, SpongeBob looked up at her, he just nodded.
As he was rubbing his head under his helmet, his attention was brought to the front door, there was knocking, he looked to the corner where the kitchen was on the other side, thinking that maybe she'd heard it, so, he waited, but she didn't come, he stood up to go see what she was doing.
Sandy was leaned down on the counter, making small PP&J sandwiches, a sweet little snack, but the knocking still went unanswered. Surely Sandy wouldn't mind if he just, checked, I mean, what's the worse that could happen?
His face grew in shock as he'd opened the door to three chimps, great, just what Sandy said she didn't want. The older chimp looked down surprised, he looked to his other companions, "Doctor Marmalade, I thought you book room two eleven for Ms. Cheeks." he said, the orangutan looked at the yellow cube.
"Yes, I thought so too, excuse me sir, but is there by chance, a miss Sandra J. Cheeks in this room?" he asked, Spongebob as a nice person, just smiled, "Yes sirs, she's in the kitchen." he answered, the slightly older chimp then tapped the oldest chimp on his shoulder.
"Yes, Professer Percy, what is it?" the darker chimp, Lord Reginald asked, Professer Percy pointed to the sponge, "Say, doesn't that thing look familiar to Sandra's friend in Bikini Bottom?" he asked, Lord Reginaled looked at Spongebob.
"Hey, he's right sir." Doctor Marmalade said as he leaned down to his ear, "That's that sponge kid, I forget his name, but yes, that's that boy." he said, Lord Reginald awed, "Really? But what's he doin here? In Texas?"
"You there, sponge, you're Sandy's friend, aren't ya, say whatcha doin in a place like this? The Marshall Islands in the South Pacific ocean aren't anywhere near Texas or the Gulf of Mexico, so tell me son, what brings an such interesting species of porifera a hotel in Texas?"
Spongebob just scratched his head, "Hehe, wow, you guys sure do use a lot of fancy words." he said before he was pushed to the side, Sandy stepped in front of him, a nervous smile on her face, "Hey there, Lord Reginald, Professor, and Doctor." she greeted, she glanced at her friend, "I, I see y'all met Spongebob." she glared at her friend before turning to her bosses.
Lord Reginald glanced at both of his companions before he let out a loud yawn, acting tired, "Oh dear, looks like it's past his bedtime, sorry Ms. Cheeks, but we must get going, we'll meet up sometime tomorrow, we'll give you a call, in the meantime, get some rest." Dr. Marmalade said as he lead Lord Reginald down the hall.
The door slammed shut, Sandy had her back turned to Spongebob, her hands at her side. Spongebob stood back, smiling, "They seem nice." he said, but got no answer, she placed her hands on her face.
He looked at her, "What's wrong?" he asked as he approached her, he looked under her face to find her crying in her hands, "Sandy?" he went to touch her shoulder but she slapped him away.
"Ya need ta leave." Spongebob stepped back, "What? Why?" he asked, "Ya seen tha way they looked at ya, ya need ta leave, now." she ordered as she began to push him to the door, but he just stuck his heals in the carpet, "I'm not leaving, I'm already here and-"
"I knew I shoulda made ya walk home." Spongebob gasped, "You don't mean that." she nodded, "That way ya had a better chance of survivin." she said, Spongebob rolled his eyes, "Oh come on, sandy, youre over reacting, your bosses were nice, they don't seem like the type of people who'd do what you say they'd do."
"Ya obviously don't know em, ya trust in people too much." she shook her head, "Pft, so." he rolled his eyes, "So, it'll get ya self killed." she said, "I trusted you, the first time I saw you, I didn't know who, or what you were, and I trusted you, and now look at us, we're best friends-"
"Not fer long." she said, he gasped again, "You don't mean that, you love me, and-" "and ya don't listen, I've tried ta tell ya ta stay home and ya won't."
"If I hadn't come, you'd be bored, and alone." sandy shrugged, "fer three months, and then I could come home and be with ya." "For one month before you sleep for six months." he crossed his arms.
"One month is better then none, ya need ta leave, Imma call ya a cab an then ya must leave." she ordered, "I'm not leaving, not without you!" he barked, "And I'd go if I were aloud, ya want me ta lose tha dome? If I leave now, they could take evrerythin."
"You still have that contract, don't you?" he asked, sandy rolled her eyes, "That's just a piece of paper that can be torn, ya obviously didn't read the fine print, did ya, it's stated in bold letters genius, I have ta attend any and every work related event I can miss up ta three events and if I reach that limit.. ya have ta go."
SpongeBob looked at her, "but, you can always stay with me, I'd be more then happy ta-" she scoffed, "next thing you'd want me to marry ya and make babies."
"Well if you put it that way." He smiled, Sandy rolled her eyes before she began to push him again, he stumbled back, onto this again, "what is your deal?" he asked as he dodged her next push.
"You act like you don't want to be around me, that you're embarrassed to be seen with me, even if it's by your bosses, who i've met before, if you don't remember." Sandy looked at him, "Ok, yeah ya know that's not true, just, please Spongebob-"
"You want me ta leave? Is that it, if you want me to leave then, fine, I'll go, I'll go to my room, but i'm not leaving Texas, not without you." he said as he turned around and walked out of the room and to his.
Sandy just stood behind, she felt like the worse person here, "Spongebob." she called out to him as he left, he didn't turn around, he just kept walking.
Spongebob slammed his front door shut, he marched into the kitchen, finding a bottle of liqour in one of the cabnits, he wasn't much of a drinker, he didn't like the taste, but if it got him over her, then so be it.
Spongebob stood at the kitchen counter, leaning over the sink, his glass sitting beside his hand. This whole thing really did turn into a bad idea, he didn't even know why he even bothered coming in the first place, when all they'd do was argue, forget that almost kiss, if she didn't want him here, then why was he here?
He could be home now, working, cooking, or even catching Jelly fish, he could be playing with Patrick, or petting Gary, but here he was, regretting even asking. Spongebob sighed, digging out a piece of paper and clicking a pen, he scribbled away.
Just as he was about to sign his name, he was smothered by a rag, he struggled before he faded into the darkness.
To Be Continued
As to be predicted, we all knew it, I kinda been hinting it since the first chapter, and well, there ya go.