That One Random Boss
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New Chapter 10! Enjoy!
Chapter 10: Bullying the Bully
Sandy woke up early, grateful and fortunate that she did not have a nightmare that night. She sat up and spotted SpongeBob lying next to her, sleeping peacefully. She gently caressed his face, careful not to wake him up and disturb him from his beauty sleep. For some reason, she wondered if he was dreaming about her. Sandy sighed and smiled subconsciously. Never in any of her years underwater would she expect to fall in love with a sea creature. If she were asked that she would fall in love with a sea creature back before she moved underwater, she would have laughed and mocked the thought, but after meeting SpongeBob, she knew. Even when they first met, she knew that SpongeBob was something else. His attitude was unlike any other guy she ever met. It was so.. positive. So happy. So friendly. Despite her tough attitude and strength, she obviously showed a soft spot for SpongeBob. Whenever he got hurt or scared, she would do whatever she could to help and comfort him. They had been friends for fifteen years. Sandy thought, Was.. Was this inevitable? Were we.. meant to be? She shivered at the thought. She was both scared and excited. The problem for Sandy was if SpongeBob also had feelings for her. He was so childish and so immature at times. If he didn’t reciprocate his feelings to her, she wouldn’t be able to stay underwater out of sheer shame and embarrassment, and she wouldn’t be able to show her face in front of SpongeBob ever again. That was the main reason why Sandy had yet to tell SpongeBob her new found feelings.
Sandy sighed again. All she could do was hope that SpongeBob liked her back. She stepped out of the tent and checked the time on her watch. It was eight in the morning. The light caused by Sandy opening the tent woke SpongeBob up. He yawned and looked around the tent, noticing that Sandy wasn’t inside. He crawled out of the tent and looked around. He shielded his eyes at the light and saw Sandy, sitting on a random convenient log, staring off in the distance at the split in moss and sand. He heard her sigh. Thinking that she had an issue of some kind to him, SpongeBob called, “Um, Sandy?” Sandy gasped and turned around, “Uh.. Hey, SpongeBob.” SpongeBob asked, “What’s wrong? Is it something I did yesterday?” Sandy shook her head, “Ya’ll did nothing wrong, SpongeBob. I’m just…. reminiscin’ the good days when we first became friends.” SpongeBob sighed and smiled, “Yeah. Those were the days.” SpongeBob then joined Sandy in staring off in the distance.
After about half an hour of silence, staring in the distance, and reminiscing their early years of friendship, SpongeBob got up and asked, “So Sandy, where are we headed next?” Sandy answered, “Well, the next town is Moss Angeles. We can stay there to rest and eat for tonight. Problem is we don’t know who we’ll be facing. Could be robots or strong men or Plankton’s commanders. I’m honestly scared… and tired.” SpongeBob placed a hand on Sandy’s right shoulder, “Me too, Sandy.”
Another half hour passed, and SpongeBob and Sandy continued on their journey. While SpongeBob was looking down, still reminiscing his early years, Sandy spotted tall buildings in the distance. Thinking it was a mirage, Sandy wiped her helmet clean and rubbed her eyes, but the figures remained visible and appeared slightly closer to the point where the silhouettes were more pronounced. Sandy gasped, “SpongeBob, look! Moss Angeles!” SpongeBob looked up and gasped. He subconsciously grabbed his stomach in sheer hunger. He and Sandy both started to run for the town. Moments later, they noticed that almost every part of the town was green with moss, staying true to the name of the town. When they entered downtown, SpongeBob and Sandy stopped to rest by a bench. They panted and sat down. Sweat dripped from both of their heads.
They looked around the town. It was also heavily damaged, but it wasn’t enough for the townspeople to flee. Burn marks and cracks filled the streets. The once mossy buildings were singed and some of the walls chipped off. People still walked the streets as if nothing happened. Both SpongeBob and Sandy sighed with relief that the city was still active. They looked at each other. Sandy said, “C’mon, SpongeBob. Let’s grab a bite first. We haven’t eaten much since we left.” She grabbed her stomach and groaned hungrily. SpongeBob nodded in agreement, holding his own stomach. They spotted a small restaurant and entered. A few threatening-looking people stared at the two upon entrance. Sandy grabbed SpongeBob’s hand without really realizing it. They both took a deep breath and headed in line. They each ordered a double cheeseburger and kelp fries and sat outside next to a café.
They started chowing down on their food. They moaned happily as they ate actual food for the first time since they left Bikini Bottom. Little did they know that someone was spying on them. A couple tables behind the duo, a flat fish with a suit and hat on stared at the two, lifting a newspaper up and down to avoid looking suspicious of being a spy. It was Flats. He squinted angrily at SpongeBob in particular, as if he was his prime target. Suddenly his radio went off, “Flats! Flats, status report!” Flats panicked and tried to conceal the radio. SpongeBob and Sandy stopped eating and turned around. SpongeBob gasped. Sandy looked at him concerned, “What’s wrong SpongeBob?” SpongeBob answered, “They forgot the pickles!” Sandy sighed, “Fast food.. It’s the same down here as it was in Texas. They forget your order and it ain’t worth it in the end.” Flats whispered harshly, “Shut up, sir! Targets are right in front of me. Now they’re suspecting!” Plankton shouted through the radio, “That’s good! Confront them and take care of them!” Flats smirked, “Yes, Sir!” He stormed up to the eating duo and cracked his fists.
While SpongeBob and Sandy were ranting about the pickles, Flats stood behind them, holding a smirk and crunching his fists. Sandy then noticed a tall shadow covering them. She stopped and patted SpongeBob if he noticed. They both turned around and gasped. Flats growled, “We meet again, Squarepants!” SpongeBob screamed. Sandy asked, “Wait, ya’ll know this guy?” SpongeBob, shaking, stuttered, “S-Sandy, this is Flats. He tried to ki-kick my butt during boating school.” Flats said, “That’s right, and you got the easy way out. Today will be different. I promised revenge, Squarepants! Now you’ll get the butt kicking of a lifetime!” Sandy stepped up and growled, “Not while I’m here, varmint! Nobody touches SpongeBob! I’ll be the one doin’ the butt kicking!” Flats laughed, “Please! You’re just a little rodent. How can YOU kick my butt? And why are you defending this scrawny geek of a sponge? You’re as pathetic as him.” Sandy clenched her fists and started turning red. How dare he insult both her and her secret love. He will pay.
Sandy shouted, “Oh, you’re in for it now!” She crunched her fists and punched Flats square in the jaw. Flats backed off in pain. He recovered and growled. He lunged towards Sandy and tackled her to the ground. Sandy tried to push Flats off, but surprisingly, Flats was just as strong as she was. Flats smirked and started punching Sandy’s helmet repeatedly with aggression. Sandy grunted after each hit. SpongeBob gasped at the sight. He had half a mind to help her, but he was even more afraid of Flats because he actually had the capability to beat Sandy. SpongeBob took a deep breath. He decided to help Sandy. Friends never abandon friends, and this situation was no exception.
SpongeBob backed up, then sprinted at Flats. Flats successfully broke Sandy’s helmet, and was currently ruthlessly punching Sandy in the face. SpongeBob managed to nudge Flats away. He then checked Sandy, who was knocked out cold. She had a black eye and bruises on her cheeks. SpongeBob quickly pushed a button on Sandy’s suit, causing a new helmet to come out of the suit. He then quickly removed the water from the suit using her flusher. As he finished, Flats punched him away from her. SpongeBob landed a few feet away. Flats said, “Well, SpongeBob, since your little girlfriend is taken care of, now it’s time for me to finish what I started all those years ago.” SpongeBob shook with fear. He asked, “W-Why are you doing this?” Flats slowly stepped closer to SpongeBob, “One word, kid. Revenge. You humiliated me. You sent me off. Now I’m not going to make the same mistake of just using useless threats and words. Now it’s time for the real action!” He grabbed SpongeBob and flung him at a wall of a building. Flats laughed and held him into the air so he couldn’t get away. He started repeatedly smashing him against the wall. SpongeBob screamed, “SANDY! SANDY! HELP ME!” Sandy regained consciousness just in time. She heard SpongeBob’s screaming and gasped. She slowly got up and limped as fast as she could to Flats. She tapped his shoulder. Flats, surprised, turned around. Right when he faced her, Sandy threw a fierce punch at his face. Flats slammed into the wall and fell forward to Sandy’s feet, dropping SpongeBob in the process. SpongeBob groaned in pain as he hit the ground, crawling slowly away from the fight. He got up slowly to see Sandy kicking Flats in the face continuously. She grunted as she made one final blow at Flats’ face, knocking him out.
Sandy turned to where SpongeBob was. He was panting and groaning in pain holding his side as he laid on the ground. Sandy limped slightly as she made her way to the fallen sponge. She fell to her knees and tapped SpongeBob, “SpongeBob, ya’ll alright?” SpongeBob groaned and turned to Sandy, “Y-Yeah. My side hurts, though.” Sandy looked at his side, “Wee doggy! That must’ve hurt! What happened there?” SpongeBob answered, “Flats grabbed me there when he smashed my into the wall. I can still feel his grip.” Sandy flinched when she looked again. His side was indeed indented as if someone grabbed him there. She stood up and helped SpongeBob up, “C’mon. I’ll book a room at a hotel. We can stay here for the night. We need some food and rest anyways.” SpongeBob nodded in agreement and limped off.
It was dusk. Sandy couldn’t find a hotel, but a rundown motel in the slums. Sandy was in the lobby trying to get a room. She was holding back a glare at the obnoxious teenage fish behind the front desk. Sandy sighed, “I’m gonna say this again. All I want is a room!” The fish glanced at Sandy, then at SpongeBob who stood next to her holding his side. The fish rolled her eyes, “So you want a room. Why here? Is it your honeymoon or something?” Sandy and SpongeBob both blushed at the word “honeymoon,” but Sandy recovered quickly and shouted, “NO! We just want a place to sleep!” The fish sighed. She then gave Sandy the key to a room. Sandy sighed, “Finally!” She grabbed the key and took SpongeBob up the stairs to their designated room.
The room was in the second floor of the three-story motel. It had only one twin-sized bed, a bathroom, an armoire and cabinets on both sides of the bed. Sandy sighed, “Well, it’s better than nothin’, I guess.” She kneeled on the bed and motioned SpongeBob to sit. Sandy started massaging his side. She stopped every time SpongeBob shouted in pain, and added pressure when SpongeBob moaned in comfort. When SpongeBob felt much better, he laid down. Sandy exited their room and looked at the view. There was a large body of goo in the distance, and night lights of the rest of Moss Angeles, an excellent view from such a rundown portion of the city. Sandy sighed. They were more than halfway to Planktopolis 2, and she had a roller coaster of emotions throughout her journey so far. All Sandy could think of was SpongeBob. She was officially in love with him. She didn’t care if he was a weak, naive fry cook. She loved his personality the most. His dedication as a friend, his kindness, his sense of humor, his loyalty, and his care. All of those qualities caught her attention from the start. It made them friends. Sandy yawned. Maybe it’s best if they rest now so they can gain more ground the next day. She walked back into their room and laid next to SpongeBob, who was already asleep. Sandy fell asleep quickly. She was fortunate not to have a nightmare that night. She smiled as she slept, and subconsciously wrapped an arm around SpongeBob, who subconsciously hugged her back. They saved each other’s lives, and their friendship strengthened, but they didn’t know that they were both asking the same question to themselves: Can we be more than friends, and is it even possible?
This is the new Chapter 10. Chapters 1-9 are still the same. The new Chapter 11: Battle on the Beach will be up soon! Stay tuned! Remember also, I extended the journey from three days to five days, because I left out some stuff and I also had an awesome daydream on my way to Vegas last weekend.
Chapter 10: Bullying the Bully
Sandy woke up early, grateful and fortunate that she did not have a nightmare that night. She sat up and spotted SpongeBob lying next to her, sleeping peacefully. She gently caressed his face, careful not to wake him up and disturb him from his beauty sleep. For some reason, she wondered if he was dreaming about her. Sandy sighed and smiled subconsciously. Never in any of her years underwater would she expect to fall in love with a sea creature. If she were asked that she would fall in love with a sea creature back before she moved underwater, she would have laughed and mocked the thought, but after meeting SpongeBob, she knew. Even when they first met, she knew that SpongeBob was something else. His attitude was unlike any other guy she ever met. It was so.. positive. So happy. So friendly. Despite her tough attitude and strength, she obviously showed a soft spot for SpongeBob. Whenever he got hurt or scared, she would do whatever she could to help and comfort him. They had been friends for fifteen years. Sandy thought, Was.. Was this inevitable? Were we.. meant to be? She shivered at the thought. She was both scared and excited. The problem for Sandy was if SpongeBob also had feelings for her. He was so childish and so immature at times. If he didn’t reciprocate his feelings to her, she wouldn’t be able to stay underwater out of sheer shame and embarrassment, and she wouldn’t be able to show her face in front of SpongeBob ever again. That was the main reason why Sandy had yet to tell SpongeBob her new found feelings.
Sandy sighed again. All she could do was hope that SpongeBob liked her back. She stepped out of the tent and checked the time on her watch. It was eight in the morning. The light caused by Sandy opening the tent woke SpongeBob up. He yawned and looked around the tent, noticing that Sandy wasn’t inside. He crawled out of the tent and looked around. He shielded his eyes at the light and saw Sandy, sitting on a random convenient log, staring off in the distance at the split in moss and sand. He heard her sigh. Thinking that she had an issue of some kind to him, SpongeBob called, “Um, Sandy?” Sandy gasped and turned around, “Uh.. Hey, SpongeBob.” SpongeBob asked, “What’s wrong? Is it something I did yesterday?” Sandy shook her head, “Ya’ll did nothing wrong, SpongeBob. I’m just…. reminiscin’ the good days when we first became friends.” SpongeBob sighed and smiled, “Yeah. Those were the days.” SpongeBob then joined Sandy in staring off in the distance.
After about half an hour of silence, staring in the distance, and reminiscing their early years of friendship, SpongeBob got up and asked, “So Sandy, where are we headed next?” Sandy answered, “Well, the next town is Moss Angeles. We can stay there to rest and eat for tonight. Problem is we don’t know who we’ll be facing. Could be robots or strong men or Plankton’s commanders. I’m honestly scared… and tired.” SpongeBob placed a hand on Sandy’s right shoulder, “Me too, Sandy.”
Another half hour passed, and SpongeBob and Sandy continued on their journey. While SpongeBob was looking down, still reminiscing his early years, Sandy spotted tall buildings in the distance. Thinking it was a mirage, Sandy wiped her helmet clean and rubbed her eyes, but the figures remained visible and appeared slightly closer to the point where the silhouettes were more pronounced. Sandy gasped, “SpongeBob, look! Moss Angeles!” SpongeBob looked up and gasped. He subconsciously grabbed his stomach in sheer hunger. He and Sandy both started to run for the town. Moments later, they noticed that almost every part of the town was green with moss, staying true to the name of the town. When they entered downtown, SpongeBob and Sandy stopped to rest by a bench. They panted and sat down. Sweat dripped from both of their heads.
They looked around the town. It was also heavily damaged, but it wasn’t enough for the townspeople to flee. Burn marks and cracks filled the streets. The once mossy buildings were singed and some of the walls chipped off. People still walked the streets as if nothing happened. Both SpongeBob and Sandy sighed with relief that the city was still active. They looked at each other. Sandy said, “C’mon, SpongeBob. Let’s grab a bite first. We haven’t eaten much since we left.” She grabbed her stomach and groaned hungrily. SpongeBob nodded in agreement, holding his own stomach. They spotted a small restaurant and entered. A few threatening-looking people stared at the two upon entrance. Sandy grabbed SpongeBob’s hand without really realizing it. They both took a deep breath and headed in line. They each ordered a double cheeseburger and kelp fries and sat outside next to a café.
They started chowing down on their food. They moaned happily as they ate actual food for the first time since they left Bikini Bottom. Little did they know that someone was spying on them. A couple tables behind the duo, a flat fish with a suit and hat on stared at the two, lifting a newspaper up and down to avoid looking suspicious of being a spy. It was Flats. He squinted angrily at SpongeBob in particular, as if he was his prime target. Suddenly his radio went off, “Flats! Flats, status report!” Flats panicked and tried to conceal the radio. SpongeBob and Sandy stopped eating and turned around. SpongeBob gasped. Sandy looked at him concerned, “What’s wrong SpongeBob?” SpongeBob answered, “They forgot the pickles!” Sandy sighed, “Fast food.. It’s the same down here as it was in Texas. They forget your order and it ain’t worth it in the end.” Flats whispered harshly, “Shut up, sir! Targets are right in front of me. Now they’re suspecting!” Plankton shouted through the radio, “That’s good! Confront them and take care of them!” Flats smirked, “Yes, Sir!” He stormed up to the eating duo and cracked his fists.
While SpongeBob and Sandy were ranting about the pickles, Flats stood behind them, holding a smirk and crunching his fists. Sandy then noticed a tall shadow covering them. She stopped and patted SpongeBob if he noticed. They both turned around and gasped. Flats growled, “We meet again, Squarepants!” SpongeBob screamed. Sandy asked, “Wait, ya’ll know this guy?” SpongeBob, shaking, stuttered, “S-Sandy, this is Flats. He tried to ki-kick my butt during boating school.” Flats said, “That’s right, and you got the easy way out. Today will be different. I promised revenge, Squarepants! Now you’ll get the butt kicking of a lifetime!” Sandy stepped up and growled, “Not while I’m here, varmint! Nobody touches SpongeBob! I’ll be the one doin’ the butt kicking!” Flats laughed, “Please! You’re just a little rodent. How can YOU kick my butt? And why are you defending this scrawny geek of a sponge? You’re as pathetic as him.” Sandy clenched her fists and started turning red. How dare he insult both her and her secret love. He will pay.
Sandy shouted, “Oh, you’re in for it now!” She crunched her fists and punched Flats square in the jaw. Flats backed off in pain. He recovered and growled. He lunged towards Sandy and tackled her to the ground. Sandy tried to push Flats off, but surprisingly, Flats was just as strong as she was. Flats smirked and started punching Sandy’s helmet repeatedly with aggression. Sandy grunted after each hit. SpongeBob gasped at the sight. He had half a mind to help her, but he was even more afraid of Flats because he actually had the capability to beat Sandy. SpongeBob took a deep breath. He decided to help Sandy. Friends never abandon friends, and this situation was no exception.
SpongeBob backed up, then sprinted at Flats. Flats successfully broke Sandy’s helmet, and was currently ruthlessly punching Sandy in the face. SpongeBob managed to nudge Flats away. He then checked Sandy, who was knocked out cold. She had a black eye and bruises on her cheeks. SpongeBob quickly pushed a button on Sandy’s suit, causing a new helmet to come out of the suit. He then quickly removed the water from the suit using her flusher. As he finished, Flats punched him away from her. SpongeBob landed a few feet away. Flats said, “Well, SpongeBob, since your little girlfriend is taken care of, now it’s time for me to finish what I started all those years ago.” SpongeBob shook with fear. He asked, “W-Why are you doing this?” Flats slowly stepped closer to SpongeBob, “One word, kid. Revenge. You humiliated me. You sent me off. Now I’m not going to make the same mistake of just using useless threats and words. Now it’s time for the real action!” He grabbed SpongeBob and flung him at a wall of a building. Flats laughed and held him into the air so he couldn’t get away. He started repeatedly smashing him against the wall. SpongeBob screamed, “SANDY! SANDY! HELP ME!” Sandy regained consciousness just in time. She heard SpongeBob’s screaming and gasped. She slowly got up and limped as fast as she could to Flats. She tapped his shoulder. Flats, surprised, turned around. Right when he faced her, Sandy threw a fierce punch at his face. Flats slammed into the wall and fell forward to Sandy’s feet, dropping SpongeBob in the process. SpongeBob groaned in pain as he hit the ground, crawling slowly away from the fight. He got up slowly to see Sandy kicking Flats in the face continuously. She grunted as she made one final blow at Flats’ face, knocking him out.
Sandy turned to where SpongeBob was. He was panting and groaning in pain holding his side as he laid on the ground. Sandy limped slightly as she made her way to the fallen sponge. She fell to her knees and tapped SpongeBob, “SpongeBob, ya’ll alright?” SpongeBob groaned and turned to Sandy, “Y-Yeah. My side hurts, though.” Sandy looked at his side, “Wee doggy! That must’ve hurt! What happened there?” SpongeBob answered, “Flats grabbed me there when he smashed my into the wall. I can still feel his grip.” Sandy flinched when she looked again. His side was indeed indented as if someone grabbed him there. She stood up and helped SpongeBob up, “C’mon. I’ll book a room at a hotel. We can stay here for the night. We need some food and rest anyways.” SpongeBob nodded in agreement and limped off.
It was dusk. Sandy couldn’t find a hotel, but a rundown motel in the slums. Sandy was in the lobby trying to get a room. She was holding back a glare at the obnoxious teenage fish behind the front desk. Sandy sighed, “I’m gonna say this again. All I want is a room!” The fish glanced at Sandy, then at SpongeBob who stood next to her holding his side. The fish rolled her eyes, “So you want a room. Why here? Is it your honeymoon or something?” Sandy and SpongeBob both blushed at the word “honeymoon,” but Sandy recovered quickly and shouted, “NO! We just want a place to sleep!” The fish sighed. She then gave Sandy the key to a room. Sandy sighed, “Finally!” She grabbed the key and took SpongeBob up the stairs to their designated room.
The room was in the second floor of the three-story motel. It had only one twin-sized bed, a bathroom, an armoire and cabinets on both sides of the bed. Sandy sighed, “Well, it’s better than nothin’, I guess.” She kneeled on the bed and motioned SpongeBob to sit. Sandy started massaging his side. She stopped every time SpongeBob shouted in pain, and added pressure when SpongeBob moaned in comfort. When SpongeBob felt much better, he laid down. Sandy exited their room and looked at the view. There was a large body of goo in the distance, and night lights of the rest of Moss Angeles, an excellent view from such a rundown portion of the city. Sandy sighed. They were more than halfway to Planktopolis 2, and she had a roller coaster of emotions throughout her journey so far. All Sandy could think of was SpongeBob. She was officially in love with him. She didn’t care if he was a weak, naive fry cook. She loved his personality the most. His dedication as a friend, his kindness, his sense of humor, his loyalty, and his care. All of those qualities caught her attention from the start. It made them friends. Sandy yawned. Maybe it’s best if they rest now so they can gain more ground the next day. She walked back into their room and laid next to SpongeBob, who was already asleep. Sandy fell asleep quickly. She was fortunate not to have a nightmare that night. She smiled as she slept, and subconsciously wrapped an arm around SpongeBob, who subconsciously hugged her back. They saved each other’s lives, and their friendship strengthened, but they didn’t know that they were both asking the same question to themselves: Can we be more than friends, and is it even possible?
This is the new Chapter 10. Chapters 1-9 are still the same. The new Chapter 11: Battle on the Beach will be up soon! Stay tuned! Remember also, I extended the journey from three days to five days, because I left out some stuff and I also had an awesome daydream on my way to Vegas last weekend.