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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?”
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!
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?”
me, cranking up vocaloid and yelling in my fuzzy star wars pajamas: TIME TO DO DRAFTS
I MISSED A SNACK ! THIS BUSY SCHEDULE MAKES IT HARD TO BE ME .
MUSICAL BASED . * by cosbo ! TEMPORARILY DASH ONLY .
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!”
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...”
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?”
@contendr ( sc. )
❛ 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 ! ❜
“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.”
ethan slater takes a bow at the SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS opening night curtain call, 4th december 2017.
sbtm au where it’s just ... the plot of bmc
bmc au where it’s the plot of sbtm
@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?”
“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.”
@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?”
@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?”
@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!”
@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!
