Marine Crayon Joke Novels & Stories

Cray bragged. “Sure, sure,” Genad said as he rolled his eyes, a tiny smile appearing on his face. “Are you being sarcastic now? And stop with the smiles, your fans over there are dying,” Cray said as he pointed toward the group of people passing out from the impact of his smile. “Hahaha.”

I placed a hand on my hip. "PREACH!" Art yelled from the kitchen, violently brandishing her pink Sharpie. "Oh come on, you're the ones that got mad because we don't know the difference between coral, salmon and fuchsia," Troy complained, comically morose, snatching back the bag of crisps from Ever.

The twins were fascinated by the tiny crabs waving in the water. “Do you think the fish know we’re here?” Jason asked, peering into the water. “Maybe,” Jeff replied, “But I think they’re too busy swimming to care.” As the afternoon wore on, we returned to our spot. The sun was beginning to dip lower in the sky, casting a golden hue over the water. “Can we go look for more seashells Mummy?” Anna asked. “Of course, let’s go.” Jason, who had been building another sandcastle with Jeff, suddenly stood, “I’m going to find the biggest shell ever.”

Crayon asked when he saw that she was silent for a while after laughing her heart out. “Oh. I heard what you say and it's fine by me. I'm very okay in this hell so don't worry about me, haha, not like you will. You only care about Anny after all,” she said. Speaking about Anny—

We took pictures and had these cute mermaid-themed cupcakes while at it. "If you were to be a fish, what kind would you be?" I asked the twins as we walked through a display of Remora fish. "I'd be a shark, naturally," Tristan said. He sneered at the carvings of Remora. "Sperm whale," Nathan said. "Why?" "Sharks are cute. Sharp teeth and all." "Cute?" I laughed. "How are they cute? They're terrifying." "Yeah, and sperm whales are the reason the oceans are so damn salty," He said and cast a sideways glance at Nathan.

Nia pointed at the little crab running around Meredith's leg and shouted. Meredith did not think and quickly joined the rest to help capture the crab. Nevertheless, the crab was too quick. Very soon, it reached the edges of the ship and jumped back into the sea. "My little white crab! Uncle, I want my little white crab!" Nia stomped her feet anxiously and shouted at the crew who was busy. The crew did not even see what the little white crab looked like and asked, "What little white crab?" "Here here. It fell down from here. Uncle, please get it back for me!" Nia held the guardrail with one hand and pointed at the sea with another hand.

Jade watched in silence. Ceynol felt a sudden weight press down on him—Crown was deliberately making themselves heavier, testing his strength. He nearly laughed. His child was already challenging him. Truthfully, Crown did weigh a lot. But he wasn’t about to admit that. “I want to see one more thing before we go!” Crown exclaimed excitedly. “What is it, baby?” Jade asked. “The Paromola macrocheira!” Crown pointed toward a giant crab-like creature that resembled a monstrous spider.

“Even this is a fiberglass model. I’d love to see one out in the ocean. It’s fluke breaking the surface like a giant sea fan. Free and majestic, not held in some tank at an amusement park.” Jaylon took her hand in his again. “Stick with me, kid. I got connections when it comes to all things ocean.” She laughed at his 1940s gangster imitation. “What, are you going to make the whales an offer they can’t refuse?” He laughed out loud. “Sharks, seals, whales, and The Godfather. What a mix you are, love.”

The rest are left staring at them, too, whipping their heads back and forth between the two. "I...uh...thanks. Can't get the crab too salty." Lucien jokes out of the blue, to lighten the silenced mood in the slow moving ship.

The first hateful merman mocked and the others laughed. "Even the crab soldiers would outsmart him," Hiro added. The crab soldiers were the dumbest of all sea creatures and they're mostly considered the clowns of the Seven Seas so they are often used in comparison with unintelligent sea creatures. "When had you even discovered he preferred mermen rather than being embraced in the tender arms of a mermaid." Bay inquired and Roan just smiled. "I've known for a while." He replied with pride as if he had won a Nobel Sea prize.