I'm (not)ready...

Uno Reverse

Hours passed. Eventually he ran out of tears. Too drained from tears and the events of the day, he just sits there, curled into a ball and reflecting on what he could have done to make his friends hate him to the point of dedicating a day to get away from him.

He still can't grasp it. And the fact Mr. Krabs tried to convince him it was a good thing? How stupid did Krabs think he was? Apparently the answer is very...

So annoying AND stupid. What a great way to find out how your 'friends' view you. Which leaves the question on why they said they were your friends in the first place. Was he just useful? Did they ENJOY making fun of him? Did they just pity him? ...was he someone who should be pitied? Before today he didn't think so. Now he's not so sure...

So now we've got the question of what happens next? Let's tally everything up. His 'friends' left him alone for weeks without saying a word, came back with zero remorse, and on top of that, said they dedicated a day to get away from him. One that they milked. For weeks. Then tried to manipulate him when they saw he was upset instead of apologizing. And then said he was the one overreacting. So, best-case scenario, people pretend to be his friend because he helps them. But he would help them even if they didn't pretend to be his friend...

So what does he do now? Does he go and forgive them? Pretend it never happened?

He's an overly forgiving person. He knows this. He just wants people to be happy and hates confrontation, if putting himself last is necessary for that, so be it. Maybe that's why they thought they didn't need to apologize. It's only doormat SpongeBob, he won't care much. Just let him cry and get over it.

Except he's not sure even he can forgive this without a real apology.

He's not sure he wants to. Is he a bad person for that? Is it selfish? Is he really in the wrong for being upset? He doesn't know. He doesn't think so, but... It feels... Wrong. Pretty much everything feels wrong right now...

Would any apology they give be real anyway? After all, how sorry could they be? They seemed pretty happy to be gone.

So. He doesn't think he can just pretend this never happened. Not for long anyway. And he doesn't feel like seeing them annoyed at him for something he can't deal with. He doesn't think he could hold a conversation with them either to try to talk it out. Not without doing or saying something that wouldn't annoy them or cause them to say he's 'overdramatic'

Which leaves one option. Leave.

It won't be like the 'idiot boy' time. Although now he realizes he should've gone through with it. But he believed their apologies at the time, and it was nice to feel appreciated. Apparently, 'idiot boy' was just a hint of what they really thought of him.

But it won't be the same. He'll do it right this time. Actually pack, make a plan on where to go, take a bus instead of just wandering around. This is more than leaving on a whim because you think the others dislike you. This will be a planned move because you know the others hate you.

He starts to pull himself together, wipes the remaining tears from his eyes, and pulls himself up to make his way home.

He notes as he walks that it's gotten dark out, and wonders how long he had been in there, crying.

"I really am just a bubble blowin' baby huh?" he says to himself with a humorless chuckle.

Before he knows it, he's home. He distanantly notices he doesn't really remember the walk over, and feels... not himself. Like he's watching someone else's sad sad life. But then again, he can't really feel much of anything right now...