Tentacles Entangled (Squidward x Reader)

My Life As A Pregnant Fish

12 weeks later

(Y/N) was three months pregnant. Still kept in chains in Spongebob's basement, yet to see the light of day. Spongebob was giving her just the bare minimum amount of food to keep her and their unborn child alive.

Plankton, on the other hand, was kinda fucked. He couldn't photosynthesize or eat holographic food in the basement of sponge. Boob sponge was kind enough to give him bits and pieces of Snail food every now and then, but the dude was clearly not a microbiologist with his fast-food working ass. Plankton's days were limited.

"(Y/N)..." Plankton murmured through labored breaths. You could see his ribcage and ngl it was kinda uglyAF. Dude couldn't rock the starving look.

"The fuck you want? I told you not to talk to me." (Y/N) was not in the mood to put up with his shit right now. Was Plankton the one pregnant? No. Bitch wasn't. He was starving? Boo fucking hoo. He wasn't the one having to carry a child. Spoiled brat.

"I know... it's just... I'm not gonna make it."

"At least you'll be put out of your misery."

Plankton winced. Damn. She was having none of his shit today. Or tonight? What time was it, anyway? "I know you hate me. I don't blame you." Actually, he did, but he wasn't stupid enough to say it. She was being a bitch. "But there is one thing I want to tell you before I pass."

(Y/N) didn't respond. She just sighed. Maybe that was a go-ahead?

"I know you don't feel the same way... but... I love you. I just want you to know that."

He expected (Y/N) to give her usual snarky response, but she didn't. She stayed silent. He shot a glance toward her only to see that her hardened face had softened ever so slightly.

"Okay..." She said.

Was that it? "Okay?"

"I- I don't feel the same way. I mean. I've been having mixed feelings about everyone lately. I thought I liked you, hell- I told Squidward I liked you.'

"Y-you did?" His heart skipped a beat.

She gulped. Her face was flushed, clearly out of embarrassment. "Yeah. But I don't feel that way anymore. I hope you can understand. After everything that we've been through... I just don't view you the same way. It's nothing you did. I mean, you do piss me the fuck off, but that's not it. I just- I dunno." (Y/N) sighed. "Have fun dying, bitch."

Plankton smiled. He assumed the comment was supposed to be a joke. Hopefully, it was. "Thanks..." With that, his eye closed.

"Oh no you don't, bastard." A familiar high-pitched voice grumbled.

With his usual cheeky smile, Spongebob dropped a Pipsqueak Patty into Plankton's stinky ass jar. Plankton blinked at the beautiful sight before him. With his starvation, the patty looked sexier than (Y/N). He immediately started munching away at the sandwich. Spongebob placed a lamp above the jar and flicked it on for him.

(Science lesson: Plankton live off of sunlight. Now go get your PhD!)

As happy as Plankton was, his stomach dropped. He looked up at Spongeboob's sexy eyelashes. "Why are you doing this?"

Spongebob 'bahahaahahah'd'. "Because. I can't lose you yet. Then the torture would be over." He bent down, tapping the glass jar in a mocking manner. "Enjoy that patty because it's the last one you're going to get. UwU." UwU was said aloud.

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Squidward laid on a therapist looking ass couch. He has been a wreck for weeks! All of the paintings in his house are of (Y/N) and he can only muster songs on the clarinet that are melancholy and sad. That emo mother fucking lookin' ass. Squidward is always lazy at work but it has gotten worse since (Y/N) moved away.

"Have you tried online dating? Or meeting someone else?" The fish therapist said. His fish scales are the color of nasty green-brown shit. He wore brown pants and a black belt. He was handsome.

"I don't want to date anyone. My eyes are only for (Y/N)" Squidward said with a sigh.

The fish therapist jotted that down. "Has she not contacted you after she moved away?"

"No! That's the worst part! I thought we had something special. She was different! B-but..." Squidward sighed again "I guess not."

"I would call her."

"What?"

"It seems that you really care for this (Y/N) fish..." The fish therapist trailed off.

"More than anything!" Squidward said with more joy in his tone.

"Then fight for her, Squidward. She is still out there. You have to remind her of your love."

"Y-Yeah! You're right, Doc! I should find (Y/N) and make her see me again!" Squidward said with glee as he jumped up from his therapist couch. One of his tentacles slammed right onto his therapist's leg.

"MY  L E G!!" the fish screamed. The doors of the room swung open with a very happy Squidward rushing out. He never felt more alive. He was going to find (Y/N) if it was the last thing that he did.

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(A/N): Sorry it took so long guys! You know how school be. But we are on a long winter break so guess what's gonna be updated regularly? This story, biatch. You're welcome. UwU

Thanks to all the readers that waited this long.