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guidiinglight:

                 “ seems like you’re PRETTY EXCITED about christmas, huh ? ”

  “YOU BET.”   bobby agreed pleasantly,   hunching his shoulders a little and  SMILING  BRIGHTLY.  practically any time of year was his favorite,  but he loved christmastime especially.    tilting his head a little bit,  he inquired in genuine curiosity,   “what about you?  do you have any traditions around this time of year?” 

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saviorstar:

❛    GEE  ,   SPONGE  ,   THAT   SOUNDS       like   a   lot   of   work    …    OH  ,   HEY  !        can’t   you   just     write   a   letter     to   that   big   red    santa    guy   n’   have   him   come   do   it   all     for   you  ?!      ❜                     an   eager   suggestion   in   hopes   to    claw    his   time   with   spongebob   back   from   the    greedy     CHRISTMAS     that   was     stealing     it   from   him  .       you   see    a     busy   best   friend     meant     less     best   friend   hang   outs  !       less   best   friend   hang   outs     meant   putting     patrick     in   a    sour    sort   of   moods  .

 “OH,  YOU KNOW ME!   i like to be a busy bee,  patrick.  buzz buzz.”   spongebob laughed,  shrugging his shoulders  /  only for   CONTEMPLATIVE EXPRESSION to envelop his face in wonder.   he tapped his chin with his finger for a moment, thinking,   before  DISMISSING  the suggestion with the wave of his hand.  “ -- nah,  there’s no  FUN  in letting  santa do all the  good stuff!  i mean,  i only  do have one day off.  i don’t just wanna be sitting around for all that extra spare time!”  spongebob  remarked  jovially. 

after a moment,   however,   he snapped his fingers,   grinning his trademark  BIG SMILE  up at his  taller friend  and inquiring  EXCITEDLY:   “say,  pat,  how would you like to help me do it all?  we could bake all the cookies and decorate our houses!   we could even go out and buy matching sweaters --   for you,  me, squidward, and sandy!   what do you say,  buddy,  huh?!  good old  christmas date?”   the excitement in bob’s voice only  HEIGHTENED  as he  jabbed the other playfully in the ribs,  hoping he wouldn’t   REFUSE  him! 

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squippd:

HAPPINESS   DROPS      like   pencils   do   as   they   roll   off   a   table    .        he   didn’t   expect   much   from   asking   but   still      .  .  .      disappointment   is      unavoidable    .        ‘though   it   does      pick   up      when   hearing   the   offer    .        corners   of   his   mouth   move   upwards   ,    forming   a   genuine          ——          yet   small   smile    .                    ❛      that’d   be     ah  –  amazing   ,    thank   you    !        you’re   too     kind – nd    .        i’m   sure   that   you’ll     puh  –  puh  –  pass     your   drivers   test   soon    .        i’m   a   little     afr  –  afraid     to   even    TRY    to   get   behind   the   wheel     of   a  –  of   a     car   ,    so   you’ve   better     l  –  luck     than   me    .      ❜

  “HEY,  IT’S NO PROBLEM,  ol’  buddy  ol’  pal!”    the grin  bobby’s grinning is  CHEEKY  /  his face looks like it’s about to pop like a balloon !  (that was always the level of  JOY  he seemed to experience in mere moments.)  he scooted his chair a little   CLOSER  to the other,  in order to glance at the books open in front of him.    

at the other’s  remarks,   sponge looked at him in somewhat  earnest  incredulity,  shaking his head    MODESTLY.  “that’s  really nice of you to say,  but i don’t think i’m gonna pass it anytime soon.   i  FREAK OUT  every single time i’m behind the wheel.    i dunno what comes over me,   i just   --   flip!”   eyelashes  flutter /  head ducks for a moment as embarrassed laughter escapes his lips.    “you’re in a much better position just sitting here license-less than i am,      TRUST ME!     but anyhow.   what’re we studying,  jeremy?” 

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me,   cranking up vocaloid and  yelling in my fuzzy star wars pajamas:   TIME TO DO DRAFTS 

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  I  MISSED  A  SNACK !     THIS  BUSY  SCHEDULE  MAKES  IT  HARD  TO  BE  ME .

      MUSICAL   BASED  .        * by   cosbo  !         TEMPORARILY   DASH   ONLY .

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goodliest:

“How kind of you to say! It was made just for me.” She leaned in, her voice low as if she was entrusting him with a most important secret. 

 “Each and every stitch has just a touch of magic. It gives that extra bit of shine!”  Proof was offered in the form of a little twirl. “See how it glimmers in the light?”

“YOU’VE GOT SOMEONE SPECIAL  that makes dresses just for you?  wow! i wish i had someone like that.”  spongebob replied in an  equally - as - confidential  tone,   lips curled into a bright smile.   he loved  LOOKING  at pretty dresses, even though he mostly just wore the  same outfit  every day of his life. 

“ooo!   wow!”  eyes sparkled with delight,  hands coming up to touch  his face in pure,  melodramatic  SURPRISE.  “i knew it must be magic or something like that that makes it  look so sparkly!  it’s incredible!” 

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miraclematildawormwood:

Matilda took the bottle with a smile brought on by his seemingly boundless energy. She looked down at the super-glue, then at the destroyed book with slight hesitation, of course Matilda could tell him the same thing that she had told the librarian - that she had snatched the book from her brother, tearing it in the process. Or she could tell the truth. Instead she settled on neither. “I need to glue my book back together. It…” she holds out the pages, many torn and most ripped out of the cover completely, “… got a bit damaged. But I’ll be careful! I don’t think there’s much I’d be able to do if I stuck my fingers together!” 

 GAZE FLIT DOWN TO THE BOOK,  and bobby’s expression changed quickly --  his face shifted in  true concern before he settled himself down beside matilda, hands outstretched in offering.  “want some help with that? i can hold the pages while you do the gluing!”  always willing to give a helping hand,  this guy.  however,  his energy seemed a bit  DAMPENED:  now he was beginning to see why matilda seemed so somber in her approach.  “hey,  what happened to it, matilda?  isn’t this one of your favorite books?  i can’t imagine you ripped it up yourself...” 

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 soulreached:

❛ oh, uh… i mean, that – that really depends on the species ? of the tree, i mean. i don’t actually know why there’s such a big size difference between species, though, sorry. and – and there’s actually three different kinds of christmas trees ? typically they’re, uh – they’re pine, or spruce, or fir ? and they’re all evergreen trees, which means they’re always… they always have their leaves. ❜

  HE LOOKS ABSOLUTELY blown away by all of this new information!  mouth hangs open in surprise,  brows  RAISING  in considerable surprise!  “wait, so like ... trees have different species, like how fish have different species? that’s so crazy!  why is that?  how come there isn’t just  one type of christmas tree? wouldn’t things be easier if everyone had the same type of tree? how does a tree QUALIFY to be a christmas tree, i mean --  is there,  like,  paperwork for that?”  he continued to fire off the questions,  brain hooked on the thought.  sponge’s lips curled upward in unconscious amusement.  “ ...  get it?       paperwork?    hahahaha.”

“...   hold on,  like ...    ALWAYS?   as in,   always - always?  as in,  forever? the same leaves?” 

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  “WOW!!  i mean,   does it  taste better than regular pepsi?”  bobby asked in AVID INTEREST,  brown eyes brightening.   “it’s so cool that you collect all this old stuff,  michael!  i wish i had a hobby that cool.  i just catch butterflies and stuff.”

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❛ check it out – a guy in spencer’s gifts is hooking me up with a case of crystal pepsi. it’s like regular pepsi, only clear ! ❜

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ethan slater takes a bow at the SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS opening night curtain call, 4th december 2017.

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sbtm au where it’s just ... the plot of bmc 

bmc au where it’s the plot of sbtm 

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  “SUPER-GLUE?   heck yeah!”  rummaging through backpack formerly slung around his shoulders  --    it was filled with all sorts of items,  a sort of endless mary-poppins-purse kinda situation  (  a book bobby had read  BECAUSE  of the little girl in front of him )  due to the fact that he liked to be prepared for all sorts of situations!     he bestowed the little bottle into her smaller hands in a silly, eccentric manner,   and smiled.   “what’s that for?  and make sure you don’t get glue on your fingers,  matilda,   ‘cuz y’know,  they’ll stick together.  i did that once.  couldn’t even hold a spatula!   not my finest hours.”

@contendr liked the starter call! 

Her mood is not quite as chipper as usual, hardly surprising given the morning that she’s had. As might be suspected by the piles of papers in her hand, it’s not been her best by far. Though Matilda is certainly trying to lift her own mood as she smiles up at her friend. “Hello! Do you have any super-glue?”    

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@soulreached !!  //   for  evan the Acorn 

“  --    WAIT,  DO YOU REALLY  know a lot about trees?  because i’ve been wanting to learn about trees for years!  like,   how come they’re so big,  but --  some of them are so   TINY?   like,  christmas trees?  oh,  and why are christmas trees  christmas trees?  like,  do they really only grow around christmas time?” 

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@squippd !!

   “ ...   OH,   GOSH.   i can’t help you with that.   i’m   pretty  bad  at stuff like that.   hahaha.”   it’s a soft string of chuckles  /   a slightly  NONCHALANT  shrug.  bob retains a  GENTLE  smile.  “i’m pretty bad at test-taking,  so i wouldn’t  trust me  with that kind of stuff!  i haven’t even passed my drivers test or anything yet.    but  maybe i can help you   STUDY?” 

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@goodliest !!

 LIPS CURVE INTO A SURPRISED  O   --   he can’t help but  STARE  at the sheer,  sparkly dress she’s adorned in for a long second,  eyes practically  SPARKLING  in  awe  /   wonder.   it looked so perfect on her!  for a long moment,  he almost  LOST  himself looking at it   /   it had to be one of the prettiest things he’d ever seen!

after a moment,  he snapped out of it.   “--   WOW!   where did you get that dress? it’s so beautiful!” 

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@waswithholding !!

  “WOW,   YOU WENT TO  your son’s baseball game this weekend?  that sounds like a lot of fun!  did he win?  did he do one of those  slide-y  thingies in the dirt? did you get to cheer real loud for him?”   bob asks in rapid interest,  smile bright!