"I think we should put this on hold." He says, his deep voice breaking on the last word.
"I.." I try and fail to make a full sentence, to say how I feel
"Okay..I guess...I guess you should probably go home now."
"Yeah.." he smiles a sad, disappointed little smile, his jawline flexing.
He gives me a single, pathetic high five that doesn't even slap half as good as he did in the bedroom earlier today, then he leaves.
I sulk into the huge kitchen, and fire up the oven.
When I'm feeling stressed, I like to bake. Growing up, my dads taught me how to bake and channel my negative emotions into it.
I start to passionately, soulfully, whisk the eggs into a batter for the creampie I'm making.
Creampie... I sniffle. Everything is making me think about herbert. Even if I won't ever feel his muscled arms around me again, hear his deep voice in my ear...
"HEY!!" róūjinæ marches up behind me, her ugly, gnarled tentacles scraping on the floor, (she REALLY needs a pedicure ee-eesh)
"What??"
"YOU STOLE MY MAN!!! I CANT BELIEVE YOU, YOU SELIFISH LITTLE BITCH."
"róūjinæ wha-"
"HES THE ONLY HIT BOY I HAVE EVER SEEN, AND YOU GOT 𝓯𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 WITH HIM!!"
"Hey!! He slammed MY face into a locker, not yours!!"
"I.DO.NOT.CARE. HE IS MINE, BACK OFF OR THERE WILL BE CONSEQUENCES."
A tear leaks down my beautiful teal cheek.
"It doesn't matter anyway. We're nothing to each other apparently."
She grins so wide I can see her moldy molars, and runs away singing "yesyesyesyesyesylalalalalalala!"
I'm pretty sure my sister is insane....
...
I bump into him again today. "Hey.."
"Hi.."
We literally cannot keep our hands off eachother. Screw being a one night stand, hes my soulmate. Screw my sister, he's MY man.
(We got our 𝓯𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓴 on in the supply closet.)
...
*Two weeks later*
It's been two weeks, and Herbert is starting to act... weird. Like, I know we're always weird when we're together, but this is different.
He says he's just "getting to know my sister" since where boyfriends now and he wants to know my family..(bad choice on his part, their weird as hell.)
But I think there's something going on with him and róūjinæ.
Everything was normal, he was kind and loving, and muscled...and sexy...and daddy...- I mean- he was normal, yeah.
Then he started to drift away, he got more and more distant and we stopped getting 𝓯𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 in the supply closet at lunch every day, he stopped texting, started hanging out with róūjinæ..
So...what do we call this? I thought we were nothing, then I thought we were boyfriends, now I'm just not sure..
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Get in my swamp ~ A continuation
Romance*this is a spin off of my original story* It's been many years, and Squidward and Shrek have each had their own children. This story follows the love life of shrek's only son Herbert, and Squidward's eldest child jermey. This is a satire story!! Ple...
