The Krusty Krab was just about to close, but I still hadn't asked Squidward what his dream was about. I glanced around looking for squidward, and found him just about to leave for the day. I took off my Krusty Krab hat and ran after him. "Hey Squidward!" I said, trying to sound jovial. He turned around as he opened the front door and gave me a dirty look. Then he walked out.For some reason I liked when he did that. I walked quickly to catch up with him on the windy road to our neighborhood. Before I could open my mouth though, he began to rant at me. "You know Spongebob, I think we should take different routes home and..." I interrupted, saying "What was your dream about Squidward?" He stopped, you could see Patrick's rock by now and it was getting dark. "Nothing." He said, in a plain stern voice. Then he ran over to his house and went inside. I just stood there, watching. One day I knew squidward and me would be closer.
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His Bikini Bottoms
FanfictionA heart warming story about a squid and his conflicted feels for a certain sponge.
