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Lemon boy - Squidbob

Obviously if you aren't comfortable with any pf these pairings, don't read! I'm well aware that this isn't a very popular ship with fans of the show/musical/films! But I'm a fan of all three and believe that this couple ties in so well, and yes, their ages are kinda "HMmm?" And sugar daddy sorta suspicious- but in this fic it doesn't matter! So please, enjoy!

(NOT FINISHED!!!)

Sources - The Nickelodeon TV show and the broadway musical!

There once was a bittersweet man

Squidward hated almost everything! He hated his life, his job, his neighbors- well, not really. The point was that, since he seemed so negative, nobody in Bikini Bottom liked him at all! Just one little sponge seemed to enjoy his company and charm, his name was Spongebob.

And they called him lemon boy

The townsfolk would verbally jab and tease Squidy! Calling him 'Jerk-uoise', 'Lemon boy' and "Grumpy" And other horrible things. Squidy seemed unscathed by their effortless remarks but deep in the depths of his soul, he was hurting... badly.

He was growing in my garden and I pulled him out by his hair. Like a weed

Squidy was in the garden one morning, grouchy as always with a cup of tea as he walked out to his backyard. Spongebob was in his backyard too, just watering the small kelp bed that he had- nothing much. But when Squidward saw his face concentrating so hard on that (obviously) dying plant, something in him let itself out- he smiled... and he liked it.

And like weeds do he only came and grew back again

The next day, as he walked to his backyard once more, he noticed a crying sponge hunched on the stairs that lead to his garden. "Spongey? What's going on..?" The octopus looked down at him and gently placed a tentacle on his knee, he was concerned.

So I figured this time I might as well let him lead

"W-well *sniff* my mum and dad can't visit this year so I'll only be able to see t-t-them Christmas time next y-year..." he barely managed to get out through sobs. "It's ok! It's alright, let it all out" Squidward placed his arms out to hug the smaller one who instantly leapt into the embrace.

Lemon boy and me started to get along together

After they shared that quiet moment the two became close friends (one yearning to be more) and Squidy had an idea for the still very sad sponge. A beautiful, kind idea.

I helped him plant his seeds, and we mowed the lawn in bad weather

Squidy suggested they fix up his garden to get his mind off of things, so they did! Each afternoon for 2 weeks was spent planting, growing, feeding and mowing the fresh garden! On one of the final days the weather forecast was said to be sunny and perfect! ... it was overcast and it rained a bit. Spongebob was way more positive than his coworker, so when Squidward cursed to the small storm the yellow sea-sponge convinced them to work through the rain as long as they could. They two had a mud fight and Squidy won! They drank some hot chocolate in Spongy's house and spent the rest of the day indoors.

It's actually pretty easy being nice to a bitter boy like him

The sponge never got bored when he was around the turquoise aquatic beast, even when he really should've been. Something was begging to be noticed, something Spongebob showed almost daily! But Squidy never really did notice...

So I've got myself a citrus friend

The two boys would joke around at work and Squidy's attitude changed quite a bit! He was much happier and he would walk to work with the yellow boy every work day, though, he was still a little bit mean to the customers. They were happy. Squidward was happy.

But soon his bittersweet started to rub off on me

As happy as the little sponge was, he was also no longer a doormat. He had learnt from Squidward and every time a customer or random person on the street would complain or bump into him or quietly remark something he always knew what insult to throw at them. The blue octopus was proud of his coworker for no longer being a doormat, he was so very, very proud.

Think smelling like lemon zest would be pretty neat

The sponge, after becoming such close friends with his neighbor, would often dream of dark things. Blood pouring out of a crack in his skull didn't sound and feel the way he thought it would... nightmares would hunt him down but he still saw them as Dreams. The pain felt nice, the smell of fresh blood opened his mind. He wasn't going out to look for trouble, but whenever he came across it he would happily get damaged.

I found out that my friends were more of the savoury type

Patrick didn't really like the fact that his BFF was spending so much time with someone else. He was happy that Squidy was coming around and enjoying the sponge's company... but all the super Seastar saviour wanted was some time with his bestest buddy! The sponge got into a few fights with a couple of customers at The Krusty Krab, all complaining that he was "So much nicer before" and had "been tainted by that horrible octopus!" with all dramatics in play. No, Spongebob couldnt care less what anyone else thought! As long as he got to spend his lunch break talking with his coworker, he didn't want anything else.

And they weren't too keen on compromising with a nice lemon pie

The hate and yelling from the establishment's customers would repeat and go on for what seemed like eternity. Nobody liked the two spending so much time together, no one liked Squidward at all! But one day, when a teenager insulted Squidward to his face as Spongebob was trying to give food to some customers... he cracked. He pushed the rude teen away. "What the hell is your problem?!" The teen stares blankly at the angry sponge. Spongebob looks around at the crowd of clients gathered, eating their food and watching the yellow boy in disgust. "WHATS WRONG WITH ALL OF YOU?!" Spongebob screams as he clenches his fists tight. "Why does everyone hate Squidward! He may be a little grouchy, but maybe- JUST MAYBE! -It's because he's going through a lot!" He continues "Maybe he's been depressed and hating his life and trying his best not to cry himself to sleep every night thinking about all the shit you people say to him every day!!!" The crowd goes silent, some gasping at the word 'shit'. " Don't you people get it? You absolute garbage excuses for empathetic fish!! What if your high school lover went and lived a happy, successful life as you were blamed for all the stuff they did to YOU? What if every attempt at staying happy, every hobby you've ever had, was being screamed at for looking gross or sounding bad!! That's what this man goes through every single day." The freckled sponge tears up. "Don't you people get it..? This octopus has had such a brutal life.. and yet you still berate him. It is his fault that my assertiveness has been replenished, but it is NOT his fault I've been getting into fights... and he makes me happier..." The little sponge smiles up at his neighbor, if there were a purer form of love, it would describe the way the yellow boy gazed up at him. Squidward was well past tears at this point, and the Krusty Krab was dead silent.

So lemon boy and me, we just gotta get along together!

Spongebob, the same day as his speech of Squidward, came over to say sorry to Squiddy