A/N- Well This was supposed to be a oneshot, but a got a TON of reviews saying how much people like my first story, so I decided to continue it. It is now going to be a series of Patrick-centered stories.

Disclaimer- I don't own Spongebob Squarepants

Patrick Orders a Pizza

Patrick Star was sitting at home, watching TV and eating a doughnut. When suddenly, he bit into his hand.

"OUCH!" yelled Patrick. "Hey…where'd my doughnut go?" He looked down at his empty hand. Then he got up from his chair, and looked where he was just sitting. Upon seeing nothing, he looked under the chair too. "Here doughnut! Come on little buddy! Where are you?" he called. When he got no response, he yelled out "Marco!" Still getting no response, he called out "Say Polo!"

Patrick continued looking for his doughnut. Under furniture, on the roof, and even, in the TV. He looked and looked until he came upon a mirror. "Oh hey Patrick!" he said to his reflection. "Have you seen my doughnut?" Patrick gasped, upon close inspection, he was that his reflection had doughnut smeared all over it's face. "Hey! That was mine! Nobody steals my doughnut!" he cried, and punched the mirror until it shattered into a mess of sparkling pieces. Patrick's stomach growled, and he looked down at it. Completely forgetting about the doughnut, Patrick said "I'm hungry, Oh I know! I'll order a Pizza!"

Patrick walked over to his phone. And picked it up. He dialed the number of Shells Pizza Shack.

"Hello, this is Shells Pizza Shack, how can I help you?" said the voice on the other end of he phone.

"Hi I'm Patrick!"

"Hi… so what can I get you Patrick?" replied the voice.

"A pizza would be a nice gesture." said Patrick, putting a hand to his chin.

"Ok what do you want on that?" asked the employee.

"Sauce…OH! And cheeese! I like cheese." said Patrick.

"O…k… anything else?"

"ONIONS!" screamed Patrick suddenly, the employee had to move the phone away from his ear for a minuet.

"Sir I can hear you just fine, there's no need to yell. Do you want anything else on your pizza?"

"Ummm… lets me think… Peppers, and chocolate sauce, and hot sauce, and seaweed, and plankton, and krill, and mushrooms, and jelly, and kelp."

"Ok I got all that, I can have it to your house in 30 minuets or less. Goodbye sir." answered the man on the other side of the phone.

30 minuets later a man knocked on the outside of Patrick's rock. Patrick opened up his rock, and saw the man standing there with a pizza box.

"Here's your pizza sir, that'll be $15.70," said the guy standing there.

"AHH! BURGLAR!" screamed Patrick. And he slammed his rock closed. The man standing outside sighed, and opened the rock again. When he looked down into Patrick's home, he saw Patrick curled up in a ball in the corner of the room, rocking back and forth.

"Sir, I'm not a burglar, I'm here to deliver your pi-" but before he could finish, Patrick screamed again.

"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE YOU BURGLAR!" Patrick began throwing everything he could get his hands on at the pizza delivery guy. Soon, sand chairs, cans of food, lamps, and a TV were all either flying through the air, or piled on top of the delivery guy.

"UGH!" grunted Patrick as he hurled a chair at the man.

The delivery guy dropped the pizza box in terror, and covering his face with his hands, he ran screaming out of Patrick's house.

Breathing heavily, Patrick stopped throwing things, and walked over to the box that the man had dropped. He could smell the pizza inside, so he bent over and picked up the box. Patrick stumbled across all his furniture without taking notice, he was focused on the pizza box.

"Come out here pizza!" he called, but nothing happened. "Marco!" he yelled, but still, nothing happened. After watching the box for a while, Patrick grew angry. "PIZZA GET OUT HERE NOW!" he screamed at the box. When the pizza didn't come out, Patrick punched the box out of anger, revealing the pizza inside. "There you are pizza!" he said.

Patrick sat down on his bare floor, next to the pile of furniture, and began to eat his pizza, until he bit hard into his hand. Looking down, he realized that all of the pizza that was in the box was gone! He got up and looked where he was just sitting, but he couldn't find the pizza. "Here pizza! Come on little buddy, where are you?' he called.

A/N I don't really like this story, but maybe you guys will. Like I said, I'm going to be writing a few more chapters from random moments of Patrick's life. It might be a while before I update again. Bye!