There was a new player in town. And a new house. A really big one, just across from Squidward's house. Despite just moving in, evidently the newcomer and his abode was a hot commodity. His first day in his newly constructed home, and he's throwing a party, all residents of Bikini Bottom are invited.
Oh puh-lease, thinks Squidward, Am I never going to have any peace?
Although his first impression of this newcomer isn't so positive, his neighbors think otherwise.
"Hey SpongeBob, I heard this guys throwing a party, and EVERYONE's going"
"I think you've got the right idea Patrick, we should meet this guy"
Mr. Krabs wasn't so up to the idea of losing all of his customers for one night, but even he was going to this party.
When SpongeBob and Patrick arrived at his house, they were amazed. The sounds of laughter and a live orchestra surmounted in the air. They somehow found their way to the "cocktail table" and Patrick had his first drink. Soon to be followed by many more.
"Gee, Patrick, looks like I have to find the host of this party myself"
Spongebob wandered through asking about this supposed "Gatsby," hearing rumors about him. Supposedly he may have "killed someone" and moved here, or that he was a "German spy". These rumors only sparked SpongeBob's curiosity even more. He really wanted to meet his new neighbor. Thankfully he finally met a familiar face.
"Sandy, I didn't know you'd be here!"
"Hey SpongeBob, I thought I might find you here. I knew you lived next door"
After catching up with Sandy, and meeting new people, Spongebob ended up at a table with a man who struck up conversation with him. The man was wearing a helmet like Sandy's.
"Want to go out Jellyfishing with me next morning, old sport?" He suggested after they got to know each other.
"Wow, that sounds like fun! I am sure glad I met you, but its really strange I haven't seen the host, Gatsby , once." Spongebob exclaimed.
He looked at Spongebob as if he failed to understand
"I am Gatsby," he said suddenly.
"What!? That's crazy!"
Spongebob was glad to have met his neighbor, but he said his goodbyes and went home, he had to work at the Krusty Krab the next morning. Gatsby made sure their plans tomorrow were solid, he sure wanted to meet his neighbors, but this wasn't the one he was looking for. He looked across the road to the Moai, the Easter Island head, and his one true dream...
What did I just read. Anyway, well done on your dialogue and consistent images throughout the piece, it made it easier to imagine what was going on as much as I really did not want to imagine what was going on.
ReplyDeleteI thought your blog was really unique because never would I have thought about what it would be like if Gatsby went into SpongeBob's world. Really interesting perspective and enjoyed reading it.
ReplyDeleteI find it funny that when assigned to write fan fiction your first instinct is to make it in the setting of SpongeBob. What a unique take... I liked your use of dialogue and the "old sport" reference. This was overall a very wholesome blog (or maybe it feels like that because I read Jessie's right before)
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