Today you, Spongebob, and Sandy were going to "Goo-La-Goon." You were making sandcastles with Spongebob while Sandy lay on a beach towel. 

"What a great day!" Said Spongebob as he looked over to see you making a sandcastle. He zips over, saying, "Look, guys! I'm Sandy!" Covering himself under the Sand to make it seem like he had on her helmet and suit. 

Sandy and you giggled. Spongebob made another impression by gathering enough sand to put over his head and face. 

"Hey, Sandy, Y/N, who am I?" He asked in a weary tone. 

You and Sandy giggled as Spongebob made a sand telephone as it rang. He went to answer it, "Hello, SpongeBob. Could you keep it down? I'm trying to be boring." He said as you and Sandy burst out laughing at his impression. 

"Oh, Spongebob..." You ggigled. 

DING DONG!

"Did anyone order 20 pepperoni and sand pizzas?" He jokingly asked as the three of you let out a laugh. 

A prominent figure appeared hovering over you, Sandy, and Spongebob. Turning around, you saw Larry The Lobster, who came to see you guys having fun.

"Hey Spongebob, Y/N, Sandy." He greeted. 

"Hey, Larry." You and Sandy greeted the giant red lobster.

"What do you say you ladies would like to lift some weights?" He asked. 

"Okay. Sure." You and Sandy said in unison. 

Larry and Sand walked ahead as you gestured for Spongebob to follow behind the group. 

"Come on, Spongebob." You said, as his 20 stack of sand pizzas turned back to a pile of sand pit. 

He dropped it and moped, following behind the three of you, muttering, "Coming." 

You all watched the guys lift some weights to impress the crowd that had come to watch. Sandy went to raise some herself, and you remained watching. Larry seemed to impress you with his strength by lifting them and flexing his muscles. Spongebob wasn't amused or interested in the idea of watching Larry being a "show-off." He didn't have any power to show off to you. He's a sponge. 

What if you like Larry?

Is he the perfect guy for you than marrying a weak figure like him? A sponge?

"Ugh. Pull yourself together, Spongebob." Said SpongeBob. 

He stood there thinking about what his next objective was to be, and he decided to give the weights a try. They were too heavy and oversized to carry in his lumpy arms.

Spongebob speaks up, "Alright, stand back, everyone." He spots a wooden stick and quickly lifts it to rub his hands together. There is no reaction from the crowd as you softly applaud your husband for trying. 

Spongebob sinks into the sand while still holding the stick. 

"Ya'll watch this." Said Sandy. 

She went over to lift a pair of anchor weights that drew the crowd wild. Larry made another move by raising the bleachers as the crowd cheered. Spongebob was thinking in the back of his mind wanting to try another attempt. So, he sunk and crawled through the sand pit to head over to another fisherman. He was sitting by the fire pit, roasting marshmallows. 

Spongebob grabbed two marshmallows asking, "Could I borrow a couple of these?" The fisherman nodded, taking another bite of his marshmallows. 

When Spongebob returned, he put the two marshmallows on opposite sides. 

"And now, with the addition of two, count them, two marshmallows!" Said Spongebob as he cracked his hands, did a lot of squats, and banged on his chest. He exhaled. His hands reached down to grab the stick. He failed, trying to lift it in the air. 

No one in the crowd was paying attention to him, but you were. You sheepishly smiled at your husband to see him trying his hardest. The more Spongebob struggled to lift the stick, the more a sudden rip sound came from behind him. The crowd, you, Sandy, and Larry gasped. 

Spongebob turns around to investigate where the rip sound came from. It came from his ripped swim shorts as people around them started laughing. Spongebob's cheeks turned bright red, and he quickly ran away as you rushed to grab your beach bag. You felt bad that he was trying to compete with the others even if he didn't want that strong. 

While Spongebob sulked, walking away after being embarrassed about ripping his pants. You rushed over to aid him quickly. 

"That was very good, Spongebob. You tried your best." You said, giving him a small smile. 

"Yeah, I know." He mumbled. 

A Fishman appeared, laughing his eyes out, "AHAHAHA! That was too funny." He slapped him on the back. "You are hilarious!"

"Ain't he the funniest little sponge you ever saw?" Sandy added. 

"Here's a pair of swim trunks I brought from home. Don't rip these, okay?" You said, smiling down at your husband. 

"I'll try not to~," He said with a mischievous grin. 

Y/N P.O.V.

The whole day at the beach, Spongebob was getting carried away with these "ripping pants." I have been paying close attention to his odd behavior to get others to laugh at his "silliness." It was ridiculous! He ripped almost five times that I had to go to the shop nearby the beach to buy him a new pair. 

This time he took it WAY too far. He pretended to be dying, and the lifeguard was doing his job, hoping that he saved his life. Sandy was worried, and I scowled. Spongebob returned to his usual self by playing a prank on them, and the lifeguard tossed him on the ground. The fish civilians wander away to play with friends and other beach activities. Sandy was not happy with Spongebob, and neither was I. 

I went over to him, saying, "I'm not happy about what you did back there, Spongebob. You need to fix yourself completely and stop this "ripping pants." It's getting old and paranoid." I scolded. 

He knew I was upset with him for spending money on a new pair of swim shorts. His shoulders raised, and he lowered his head like a child being scolded by their parent. 

"I'm sorry..." He mumbled. 

"You better be." I turned my heel to march back to the beach chairs to read my book. 

Spongebob P.O.V. 

This isn't good.

Very bad!

I didn't mean to make anyone upset and not act like myself. I was trying to show how much I could do that Larry could do since he was impressing Y/N. I'm intense, willing to do anything, and guide her through many things. 

I went to the tent to think of what to do and wrote down a list. I tried to think of other ways, but nothing worked that everyone wasn't around. Not even Sandy and Y/N were around when they were hanging with Larry!

"We blew it, pants," I said, setting down my ripped pants. 

"What do you mean 'we'?" They asked, as it just stood up and walked away.

I was left all alone now...

"Oh, I didn't have to be a fool to get Y/N's attention," I said, as I audibly sighed. "Am I the biggest loser on the beach?" I exclaimed, waving my arms around while lying against the sand. 

Then, I saw someone approaching me, looking bright red. 

"No, I am. I forgot to bring sunscreen." She said as she placed her fin against her, which left a mark and vanished.

"Ouch..." I said, standing up, feeling bad for her.

Another person appeared, looking sad, saying, "No, I am. I got sand in my buns," He said, showing us his burgers that got sand on them. 

Then, we heard thunderous rumbling coming from underground, and it was a giant whale. 

"No, I'm the biggest loser on the beach. They buried me in the sand and forgot me," said the whale.

"What happened to you?" They asked me as I stood there, remembering what I did that made everyone forget about me. 

"I lost my best friend's," I replied. 

"How?" 

I leaped off as I made a guitar, "When I ripped...my pants..." I sang out and started playing the guitar. 

I thought I had everybody on my side

But I went and blew it all sky high

And now she won't even spare a passing glance

All just because I ripped my pants

A/N: I watched him perform and sing along 😌😎

https://youtu.be/HTj2n52jz94

~

Third Person P.O.V.

After the whole performance ended, Spongebob made a whole concert, and the citizens appeared to watch the entire show. 

"SPONGEBOB!" Both Y/N and Sandy, in unison, called out to the yellow sponge. 

"Sandy! Y/N!" He shouted.

Running past performers, Spongebob embraced the two of you. 

"Your song is true. If you want to be my friend, just be yourself." Said Sandy.

"Would you...sign my pants?" Larry asked. 

"Sure, Larry." Said Spongebob. 

The lobster handed him an ink pen to sign his swim shorts as Spongebob leaned down to write his name. Only to be not expecting his underwear to rip as he quickly covered himself and blushed. 

"Spobgeob, I brought you an extra pair." You said, kneeling at his level to prevent anyone from seeing him change. 

"Thanks, Y/N." Said Spongebob. 

Glad he had you as a lifesaver.