Nemo Funny Novels & Stories

“And remember, if it doesn’t work out with Vito, there are plenty more fish in the sea. Just keep swimming, my dear Dory!” We both chuckled at her Finding Nemo reference. It was nice to have someone like Ellie to talk to, someone who understood and made me laugh, even amid confusion. After saying our goodbyes, I hung up the phone and sat back, thinking about the unexpected turn of events, wondering what was going to happen next, I just hoped everything was going to be good.

She still looked and sounded a little glum. As Manik walked to his car, he searched for that cartoon and forwarded it to Nandini. Back in her hospital room, Nandini picked up her phone to see what he'd sent. It was a link of a video along with a message. "Did you know bunnies can also throw temper tantrums?" Nandini clicked the link. Sure enough, it was a video of a cute and very small sized pet rabbit stomping its back feet when being told off by its owner. She smiled before texting him back.

It's crowded on the bridge because almost all the people are there. "Look! It's Nemo!" Kristine exclaimed while pointing to the fish that jumped into the air. Leon was by my side and just quiet. I've noticed that his aura is different since we arrived here. I thought that we came here to enjoy, but what I see in him now is the opposite of what I expected. He was queite and motionless as he stared blankly at the flashing water. His two companions also had sad faces looking at him as if they knew what was on Leon's mind.

He is kinda a jolly kid. Two months after and the twins could crawl fast already. Neoma’s mental powers are getting stronger. She could now move some small stuff; like the spoon that she saw on the table while her Nanny was feeding her through her feeding bottle. Neoma looked at the spoon lying on the table and then after a second, her Nanny was already in shock while looking at the spoon swinging around then ended up on Neoma’s lap. Then Neoma joyfully clapped her hands. Noema’s Nanny excitedly told King Timodore and Queen Asalea of everything that she saw.

"Everyone is mesmerized by them and I found them quite disturbing." "Disturbing?" "Yes, like, they're yellow... and why some have two eyes and some just one? Why can't they properly talk? And they are actually bad, do people realize that?" He snorted. "They're from an animated movie." "So? You've asked for an ugly thing." "Okay, so minions are 'disturbing' and yet you like that." Nate pointed the puppy and I hugged it tighter, smiling somewhat teasingly. "I love him. Stuffed toys are the only animals I tolerate."

I frowned. “Sweet is good… but she does look like she hasn’t had a bath in a while… maybe that’s why she smells funky,” Neo joked. I groaned, not having expected that poorly delivered joke. “You don’t smell very good yourself. Let’s not comment on things that will bring you humiliation,” I warned. Neo chortled. “Sweet?” he asked once again. I nodded. “Too sweet,” I responded. He shrugged. “I’ll have to press my nose against her clothes, I suppose. I want to smell what you are smelling,” he joked with the waggle of his brows.

“No more golf!” “I don’t even like golf.” I gave him a sheepish smile. “Unless you’re the one in front, and I’m teaching you how to play…bend over.” “KAI!” Night’s face turned beetroot red and Kelly all but chocked on thin air. “Goodness gracious! My ears!” She screeched. “Hey Nemo! I’m borrowing your car!” A second later, the sound of a door opening from the first floor reverberated through the entire house as our son emerged from his cave to give his sister a mean look. “It’s Neema, bitch! So forget about the car!”

The entire ride we held hands and I felt a deep rush of content. There was something comforting, in the simple action of holding hands that made you feel safe and so loving. -- “For the last time, not every clownfish is called Nemo.” The small kid didn’t care, he pointed at the group of clownfish and screamed. “Nemo, Nemo, so many Nemo.” “Shush.” The elder guy, probably his brother shushed the small kid, grabbing his hand and walking away in the opposite direction. The kid waved at the fishes. “Bye Nemo.”

Liam is waiting at home for him and to be honest, he'd much rather be by his son's side than in front of his mother. “How was school?” “It was fun. I think I did pretty well in Math.” Nikolai helped Liam as he fed his fish. Every fish of different colors started to swim up their way to the top. Liam's eyes would always widen with this scene. He loves seeing his fish up close. “Look, Daddy. Mr. Clown is hiding!” He gasped. “Mr. Clown?” What a name it was. The fish has a striped pattern and in Nikolai's opinion, it did look a little funny just like the others. It's a wonder where it got the name.