Prompt 4 – Award
Sandy Cheeks was tidying up her Tree dome after an experiment gone wrong- involving SpongeBob and Patrick, nitrogen triiodide, and a heck of a lot of pillows- when she received her mail for the morning. The mail fish just gave a bored look when he saw her scraping away feathers from her lawn with a garden rake.
He gave her a look, and Sandy nodded as she received her mail through a special tube mailbox and nodded in thanks, before tossing the rake aside and going through her mail, hoping for something of interest.
"Bills...a memo from my bosses about that top secret project, a letter from my folks...postcard from Randy...hey, what's this?"
She tore open an envelope that had a familiar stamp on it...which she never, ever expected to see within her polyurethane wall!
"Could it be...naw, they wouldn't bother with me, would they?" She wondered.
She tore open the envelope and pulled out a letter, and her heart skipped a beat or two as she skimmed it, before taking a few moments to devour every word.
It read
Dear Sandra Cheeks,
We are pleased to announce that you have been nominated for a Narwhal Prize in your work in Physics and Marine Biology as selected by the Narwhal Committee. The ceremony will take place in the Konserthaddock, in the Baltic Sea on December 10th. You are not to disclose information of your nomination for a fifty year period.
Yours sincerely,
The Narwhal Committee
Sandy was over the moon- she was nominated for a Narwhal Prize! This was big news- she hadn't heard of anyone in Bikini Bottom being nominated for a Narwhal Prize before! She whooped in delight. Just wait until her friends and family could find out about it- they would be so happy for her!
Though it was a bummer they would have to wait fifty years. Hmm, maybe she could turn to cryogenics to keep her parents alive long enough to tell them about her nomination.
Still, Sandy was so excited about her nomination that she didn't mind that SpongeBob and Patrick had made a mess of the Tree Dome- in fact, when they came over with contrite expressions and cleaning supplies- such as mops, buckets of water, and bizarrely, kitchen sponges and pot scrubbers- Sandy pulled them into the tightest squeeze she could without suffocating them, temporarily forgetting her frustration towards her friends for making a mess of her home and invited them to sit down.
Even if she had to keep her two best friends in the dark for now about one of the greatest moments in her life due to some silly rule, there was no reason why she couldn't get out some celebratory cookies and hot chocolate.