SpongeBob+Sandy

Chapter 27 - Table Sitters

~ Spongebob's POV~

The next day, I guess technically, was as usual. I spent my day walking into the Krusty Crab, clocking in, and starting my work shift. It was a pretty slow day. I guess no one wanted to enter the Krusty Krab knowing that we were all in sorrow of Mr. Krabs's death. The only person that seem to be happy was Squidward, drawing in his little journal all the time. If I didn't work here, I wouldn't be in here either.

As I am working for the very little people that do enter, I can't help but to look through the glass doors at the closed down restaurant across the street. Poor Plankton. He made it his life's goal to retrieve the Krabby Patty secret formula. He never got to live his goal. If only he would've just stayed on this path of crime, instead of a more drastic one. Maybe he would've been safer.

But It wasn't exactly the same without Plankton trying to steal the secret formula. The one thing that was the same with Sandy and Patrick coming to the restaurant. Same as normal Patrick will find a seat for Sandy and him, Patrick will walk up to the cash register and order the meal, he will return to the table with the meal and they would eat and leave. But this time, him coming into this building just makes me sick. I can't believe a guy like that would even want to show his face in public, knowing the way he is. It just sickens me.
But my day continued on, it's not like I can do anything about it. And plus Sandy said she's got it, and I trust her.

The rest of the week continue to be this way. They continue their exact same routine. Come, eat, leave. That's all they did. But each day I noticed something different. Sandy seemed a bit more... tired. She seemed a bit more sad. It seem like every day there were more bruises on her. Dark circles under her eyes, plus bloodshot red eyes. Arms dripping to the ground. A new slouch in her spine. All these things I never seen her do before. She is starting to become a housemaid. And I'm not liking this. She looks really sad. She looks as a lost puppy would if he could not find his home. And I know that ts the last thing she wants. To be pitied on. I can't help it. Continue to progress. Until the end of the week where I seen her at her worst.

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Authors Note

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