Starter for @spngie
❛ I’m going to bed...I’m not going to waste another second getting all worked-up over that yellow, square nuisance of a neighbour! ❜ Even if he tell himself as much he cannot prevent his thoughts from straying straight back to his obnoxious neighbour, the obnoxious neighbour who has been missing all night and has not returned home since Squidward last saw him at The Krusty Krab. The two of them had worked a later shift than usual as summer was bringing in more and more customers every night. As per usual Squidward made sure to speed ahead on the way back home, leaving his colleague behind him.
Now it was apparent; there was something wrong. He has an inkling. Spongebob would never be home this late on a work night if at all and he is certain he has not heard the yellow nuisance return yet. He has been pacing back and forth for an entire hour now, attention occasionally diverting to the window, to outside, to the pineapple. ❛ Alright. Fine. Five more minutes. He’ll turn up, I’ll go to bed. And if he if he doesn’t I’ll go to bed anyway. I shouldn’t be wasting valuable beauty-sleep time, obsessing over where that yellow headache is. It’s not like I actually care. I’ll get a goodnight sleep without him and his hideous laughter anyway.❜ Five minutes become fifty and fifty minutes soon become three whole hours before Squidward finally cracks. He had to go out there and find him!
Adjusting the strap on his nightgown, Squidward presses through the cold dreary night. He decides its best to retrace his steps, back towards work. ❛ Spongebob?! ❜
It does not take long before he spots a familiar spongey frame, strewn about the sand-path. ❛ Spongebob! Thank Neptune! I was beginning to-❜ Worry?-Yes though even under these circumstances it was difficult to admit.-Squidward gasps, relieved to have found him and makes haste towards the seemingly motionless Spongebob.
A gentle tentacle quickly goes to work at rolling the other over and face up. Spongebob was wreck, bruised and bloody and-had someone done this to him? The mere thought makes Squidward’s blood boil. Who would beat around Spongebob? He was hardly a threat to anyone, albeit he was annoying but he did not deserve this. ❛ What happened? ❜ The cephalopod has to push that to the back of his mind for now. What mattered now was getting the younger male back to safety. ❛Alright,...alright don’t worry I’m going to get you home. ❜ He scoops the smaller sea creature into his arms determined to get him back home to his pineapple.
