Mr. Nobody | Squidward x reader

We meet again

It was Sunday today!

I rolled around on the couch that I had settled onto last night and groaned tiredly. I guess I would have to get up sooner or later. Stretching I realised I had a blanket wrapped around me that I had not picked up yesterday. Looking around confused I saw Patrick eating cereal. He poured the milk and then cereal, ew. Aw.. he must have put this on me while I was sleeping... I thought

I sat up and stretched, "oh gosh my back hurts a bit..." I said trying to figure out if it's a pulled muscle or not.

"I told you to sleep in my bed the sofa is too small for you" Patrick said sadly

"Nono I don't want to be a bother" I said getting up. "Where is your shower?" I asked looking around while rubbing the sleepy out of my eyes.

"What's that" Patrick asked.

This guy doesn't know a lot does he...  "iiimm going to sponge bobs house.." I said and grabbed a towel before leaving.
Walking towards sponge bobs house I saw Squidward tending to his front garden. He looked at me with the same expression from yesterday but instead of running away he continued to dig into his flower patch. Do I go over and ask him why he stares so much?? I decided against it and continued to go over to spongebobs house. I knocked on the door and spongebob sprang the door open.
"Goodmorning!" he said giddly

"morning spongebob" i smiled, "mind if i use your shower?"

"Sure thing gal-pal" Spongebob nodded letting me in and leading me through the kitchen to the bathroom.

"You can use any towel you want none of them are used since i can just squeeze myself dry" he laughed.

i laughed back but shook my head politely, "Thank you but i brought my own towel" i replied pulling a towel out from my bag.

"fair-dos" he shrugged and bounced back downstairs, "I'll be here if you need me!"

i smiled warmly and had a nice refreshing shower!

i walked out of the bathroom, which by the way was just one big room with a hose??, patting my h/c hair dry, "that was lovely thank you for letting me use it" i thanked and spongebob blushed and nodded happily.

"cant stay though sorry have to run" i said and ran out the door after putting the towel back in my bag.

the ocean was colder outside his house, it blew on my still moist face(dont ask me how that's possible this is spongebob logic)and my cheeks reddened. i rearranged my jumper after a particularly strong gust of wind jostled me and then carried on walking.

i now had on a simple knitted sweater and a plaid skirt with casual white socks and red sneakers since it was chilly but not chilly enough where it warrants trousers.

i continued to walk back towards Patricks rock when i noticed squidward looking at me again. I frowned and nodded to myself, what is up with this guy!!

He quickly looked back down at his flowerbed after he noticed me notice him so he didnt see i was briskly walking towards him. I stood over him with my fists lighty resting at my sides as i smiled inquisetivly, "Is something the matter?" I asked, to which he jumped back from where he as kneeling and his face turned from mopey blue to shocked red.

"uhhhhh no!! i was just curious what you were doing! i mean- not curious i uh-" he tried explaining himself flustered

"why would you be curious what i was doing? you some kind of stalker?" I said, trying to hold back a smile at that last part.

"stalking!? im not a stalker I-" he paused after looking up at me again, noticing my now cheeky smile. "hey.." he mumbled realising i was messing with him.

"sorry, did i go too far?" i said huffing out of my nose amused.

"You're.. we met yesterday didnt we?" he asked hesitently

"i wouldnt call what happened much of a meeting." You replied back quickly still smiling.

Squidward rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, "sorry about that.. I get cranky at work, y'know.. with all the picky customers I just assumed you were one of them.."

I shook my head and pouted lightheartedly, "well you assumed wrong. I'm a lovely customer."

"Oh yea?" Squidward asked in a friendlier tone.

"Yea!" I repeated smirking. "Best customer you'll ever meet right here"

Squidward fake looked around looking confused "if you're the best there is then I might as well quit. Cause frankly you're a bit of a nosy nelly"

"Oh really? What makes you think that?"

"Well you're on my lawn for one thing and you're  still talking to me even though I'm pretty sure I finished serving you a day ago." He said

"Well if it's really that much trouble then i guess i'll get out of your hai- uhh tenticles!" i said choking on my own words and them immediately regretting it. I smiled awkwardly and gave a little wave goodbye and walked back to Patrick's rock house. He opened the rock almost Immediately and met my gaze with a blushing grin. "Hey y/n! You look squeaky clean!" He said.
I nodded entering his rock house and doing a little twirl "yea well it took me a while to get all the sand off of me. Maybe I should look for a different place to sleep." I said thinking.

patrick looked sad and gave me puppy dog eyes. "noo i just finished your bedroom-!" he whined.

"oh really? let me see!" i said excitedly and bounced in place. Patrick perked up and held my hand leading me to my room, I was a little stunned when I realised it was just his room.. and my bed was right next to his. "I..." i began but was lost for words. i didn't want to share a room with this guy, but he diid make the bed for me... "It's great Patrick.. Thanks." I said smiling hesitantly and Patrick hugged me tightly, "yay" he said cheerfully.

"Yayyy..." I mimicked glumly. I wiggled out of his stupidly strong grip and sat on my new bed. Almost as hard as a rock. I patted it to see if that made anything squishier but I just got a hand covered in sand. I chortled uncomfortable and smiled at Patrick, "not sure what this will do to my posture." I said honestly. And Patrick smiled turning to the side. "It does wonders for me!" He said whimsically and I looked down at his crooked neck and then completely flat back. I ran a hand down my own curvy spine and grimaced. "I'll.... be right back.." I said giving him a fake panicked smile and running out the room and dashing to spongebobs house. I gave it a hard knock on the door and Bob opened the door with a wide grin. "Y/N! You're back!" He giggled blushing.
"Ah, yea, hey Spongebob.. here's the thing, uh.." I stumbled over my words gracelessly and Spongebob just nodded along patiently. "It's.. not gonna work out.. with Patrick.." I said stiffly.
SpongeBobs face dropped, "not going to work out? Did he do something wrong?" He asked gloomily.
I quickly shook my hands no and attempted to give a small comforting smile. "No he didn't do anything wrong I promise! It's just.. I'm used to a more.. comfortable living arrangement.. and well, a sand bed really isn't.. well.. comfortable?" I said grimacing at how pompous and spoilt I was sounding.
"I see.." Spongebob said in thought.
"I guess you could stay with me! That is if Gary with allow it, he's not fond of strangers, or anyone" Spongebob giggled rubbing the back of his square head. 

Authors note! Heyyyyy It's me! Jean! I didnt write this but i was given permission to continue it! Everything after this note will be written by me!