a different pov

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Y/n pov

i hummed to myself, gleefully looking out of the bus window at the desolate sand dunes of the pacific ocean. I hadnt been here in a looong time I perked up when i saw a familiar sign come into view. It read,

Bikini Bottom

I grinned and shuffled restlessly in my seat, accidentally bumping into the scaly gentleman sat next to me I apologised blushing and continued to look out of the window for the rest of the journey.

I had decided to come back here after getting a mysterious letter from a boy named Spongebob, he said he was friends with barnacle boy and mermaid man, my dads. Well, his definition of friendship is a little looser than what i would imagine, After some back and forth messaging it turns out he messaged me after seeing I was Mermaid mans emergency contact. I laughed thinking about it. It was most definitely stalkerish, but at the time i didnt really have much else going on. That's why I'm coming back, not for a fresh start since i had spent 17 years of my life here already, but perhaps for closure.

sensing that i was almost at my stop I took out a piece of paper from my bag and began to read. says i should stop by a big stone and pineapple house.. I scratched my head perplexed but didn't question. This Spongebob and Patrick pair sure are some strange folk.

a few more minutes had passed and i gasped seeing the famous yellow house and big stone up ahead. There was also a dark rocky house inbetween.. I did recall Spongebob writing about another neighbour.. I pressed the stop button and hopped out of my seat, apologising again to the fishman i had to step over to get out. I thanked the bus driver as i left and took a deep breath of bikini bottom air. How nostalgic.

I sighed  happily and patted down any wrinkles on my white dress that may had formed during the 7 hour long journey. (here is wha t i was wearing)

It was still fairly early in the morning, the sun was just barely peaking above the horizon

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It was still fairly early in the morning, the sun was just barely peaking above the horizon. i ruffled my h/c hair away from my eyes and picked up my suit case. someone was going to get a rude awakening from me- or so i thought.

"YYyyy/nnnnnnnn!!" I heard a very cheerful voice called out. i turned to see who is was but was tackled t othe ground by two fellows.

" wha-AHH!" i yelled falling to the ground in panic and confusion

"We meet at last!!" the cheery voice  yelled again.

"is that you spongebob?" I asked finally realising what was happening

"who else would it be!?" he giggled.

"and patrick?" i questioned

"yup!" a dopey voice replied.

"awwwegh it's so great to finally meet you guysss!" I giggled excitedly.

the both helped me up and i finally got a good look at them. Spongebob was, well, a sponge! And patrick was a starfish, how cute! the were both blushing for some reason.

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