When Obama woke up, he was surprised. "What the hell...?" He looked around, noticing the floor beneath him was sand. The air felt much thicker, and there were nautical themed pieces of furniture all around him. Better yet, the house smelled sweet, as though fruit lined the walls. He noticed SpongeBob standing there and smiled to him. "Y.. you saved my life?" He asked, pointing to SpongeBob. SpongeBob nodded, before tapping his palm heel on his forehead.
"Oh! Where are my manners, allow me to introduce myself! My name is SpongeBob SquarePants, welcome to bikini bottom!" Obama was visibly shaken by this news, then SpongeBob added "Don't worry, I gave you and your friend a potion that would help you breathe down here."
"What friend?" Obama asked. Before SpongeBob could respond, Shrek's groans spoke for themselves. He ran to the couch, where Shrek was laid, enthusiastically. "Oh, Shrek! My love!" He turned to SpongeBob. "Do you think he's ok?"
"He should be," SpongeBob said, touching Shrek's face. In response, Shrek waved the hand away groggy.
"Hrrngg," Shrek grunted, "Get yer hands offa me." He opened his eyes to see Obama, then lept up to hug his hubby. "Oh, thank God! Ye'r okay!!" He turned to SpongeBob, beaming. "Thank yew fer saving our laives! What do we owe ye?"
SpongeBob paused, thinking. He never had any people from the surface over, so he knew he would have to make this count.
"I have an idea," SpongeBob said, smirking wickedly.
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Shreksual tension
FanfikceWhen Shrek and Obama get shipwrecked in Bikini bottom, the last person they expect to meet is a new lover. But little do they know, SpongeBob already has some things he needs to take care of. This is all satire. All of it. I started this project wit...
