Misunderstanding

"Say, Sandy?"

"Yeah?"

"You know how I told you last week about—" A blush forming, Spongebob looked around inconspicuously to make sure no one was overhearing them, and then smiled at his mammalian friend. "Well, you know…"

"Oh…" Realization came over Sandy's features. "About the rash?"

"No, silly; about Squidward."

"Ohh, that, yeah…You really have a crush on him?"

Spongebob's yellow face had become bright red as he smiled almost bashfully.

Though returning the smile, Sandy seemed less than enthused. "Uhh, no offense, buddy; but what do you really see in that guy? He's grumpy and doesn't really seem to fancy you."

"Oh he's pretty stuffy, all right, but you should see him when he's happy." His yellow color returning, the sponge took on a cooler, more suave pose and tone. "And you know what? I think he's finally falling for the old Spongebob charm."

"Really?" Sandy replied rather skeptically.

"Yeah, you were with me the other day, remember? Squidward said he couldn't resist me."

"Hate to burst yer bubble, partner, but he said he couldn't stand you."

"Oh, peeshaw," Spongebob waved it away. "He even said I was incredible."

"He said you were insufferable."

"He said I was unparalleled."

"He said you were unpleasant."

"He said I was alluring."

"Annoying."

"Well," Spongebob said a little crossly. "He said I was a prominent part of his life whether he likes it or not."

"Uh…actually," Sandy admitted, "yeah, that is what he said, but I don't think—"

"Ah, see? I rest my case." Feeling victorious, he began walking off proudly. "Then Squidward even told me that I just plain drive him crazy."

"Well, yeah, he did say that…"