Chapter two: Tea party for one

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters.

Italics= SpongeBob's thoughts

Underlined= Sandy's thoughts

Sandy put the tray of tea down and went around the table to put the tea bag in SpongeBob's helmet. It was Sandy's special blend of tea; she had made them especially for today.

"Mmmm, Sandy! This is the best tea I have ever tasted! I hope the cookies are half as good as this."

SpongeBob leaned over and reached for a cookie while Sandy sat down and dunked her teabag in the cup of water, several ice cubes floated around lazily in it. It was quiet as the two sipped their tea and nibbled at their cookies. SpongeBob was about to complement her of her wonderful work on the cookies, but the words got stuck in his throat as he looked up to her face. He unconsciously looked over her angelic features; a sigh of awe escaping his lips.

Sandy noticed SpongeBob's ogling and a blush found its way to her cheeks. She looked away hoping that the movement would signal that she didn't want to be stared at but SpongeBob was too busy fantasizing what it would be like if he was to grip her chin lightly and bring her close to him and lean in and what those gorgeous lips of hers would taste like. What scared Sandy the most was the fact that, in a way, she liked his eyes roaming over her; it gave her a thrill that she couldn't find anywhere else.

SpongeBob hadn't noticed he was making her uncomfortable, but this was quickly brought to his attention when Sandy nudged his arm.

"SpongeBob, could you please stop starin', do I 'ave something on my face?"

SpongeBob shook his head and apologized.

"Sorry Sandy, I don't know what came over me."

He noticed the deep pink blush on Sandy's cheeks.

I must have been staring for quite a while to make her blush like that.

He mentally face palmed. Stop embarrassing her and you've got to control yourself SpongeBob. If you don't, things could go extremely downhill fast! Think of a way to control it, come on damn it! THINK!

Sandy looked over SpongeBob, his eyes were looking up wards and his hand was rubbing the bottom of his chin, this usually meant he was in deep thought. This was not always a good thing as he was rarely THIS deep in thought. Sandy looked over him again. He looks kinda cute when he's thinkin'. Sandy slowly slipped into to her own trance, picking up things that she liked about the sponge. His freckles are cute too, and that cheeky grin he makes, oh that just...makes me melt. She looked at all the details of his face, her own goofy grin replacing her usual smile.

Sandy was still looking over at SpongeBob, when the male in question decided now was not the time or the place to be thinking about his problems; he should be spending time with Sandy. But when he looked over to her, she was now the one ogling at something. Confused, SpongeBob turned around and looked for the object she was staring at. He just happened to spot the sun beginning to set.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

Sandy had been admiring the shade of blue SpongeBob eyes were when he posed the question.

"They sure are. Best shade of blue I've ever seen. Ain't anything come even close to their beauty!"

Sandy replied while staring at SpongeBob's eyes. They were the brightest blue she had ever seen. Why hadn't she ever noticed? How could she NOT notice?

SpongeBob looked quizzically over to Sandy. Blue? The sunset isn't blue.

SpongeBob assumed she was staring at something else, so he quickly scanned the area in front and behind him, looking for something blue, but he couldn't find anything. He scanned himself also; she might be talking about something he was wearing, but he wasn't wearing anything blue…then he traced Sandy's line of vision. She was looking at his face, no, wait….his eyes. They were the only things that were blue around. His eyes widened as he realized the predicament he was now in. What should he do? It was one thing for her to point out that he was staring, it was pretty normal since he could get distracted quite easily, but her? How could he point out that Sandy had been staring at him? That would be so embarrassing for her.

I'll leave! Yes, that's it! That way I don't have to point out what she's doing and she doesn't get embarrassed. It's a win-win.

"Er…Sandy, I gotta go, it's dinner time for Gary. See you later!" He leapt up and hurried towards the door, feeling like he couldn't have left sooner.

It was about forty four seconds later that Sandy awoke from her trance, only to find that she was now having a tea party by herself. SpongeBob had left. She might have herd some noise coming from his general direction, but she didn't remember him saying he was leaving.

The sun had set and moonlight bathed everything in a beautiful glow. It was quite late; so she packed the tea and cookies away and got ready for bed, exhausted from the day's activities.

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