Uncle Iroh Quotes Funny Novels & Stories

"You’ve always been so focused. Even when you were a little boy, you’d grab my hand and never let go. My 'little shadow,' your mother called you." Noah’s voice grew sleepier, his words slurring slightly as he relaxed into the solid heat of Orion’s body. "I’m glad you’re still my sweet nephew, Orion. Even if you’re a big, scary CEO now... you’re the only one who really listens to me. Everyone else thinks I’m just... well, they cherish me, but they don't listen."

Said Hercules. "What old man are you saying? Hey, why are you talking like that to the person who's about to treat with the most delicious dumplings in the world?! You should know how you laugh at my jokes or else you won't be able to eat even one!" Cleoffe kidded. The two kids then looked at each other again. "HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!" "We're just kidding Uncle! You really are so funny!" "He's right, Uncle! And you're so handsome too!"

“Why don't you tell your uncle about it? “It’s nothing serious, Mum,” Julian said quietly like he was embarrassed. “Don’t be silly,” She chuckled. “It’s nothing interesting, Mum,” He said firmly. “I don't want to bore him.” “Unsolved cases would not bore me,” I said, leaning my elbows on the table. I could see his breath hitch in his throat. “Try me,” I raised my brows.

I quickly regained myself and picked it up. “Hey, Uncle,” I said, trying to feign a bit of cheer. His voice came, in its usual string of chatter. “I guess you were getting lost with many of these good old business meetings, talking smugly and silly, sipping brown coffee.” He laughed before he added. “Don’t you ever rest, my good man?” “Not the time, uncle, not the time, but I will try,” I said without enthusiasm. There was a slight pause from his end before he said,

My mood hovers between pissy and pathetic. “Well,” Uncle John says in that mock-serious tone of his, “your loving uncles thought you might be hungry.” His lips twitch with a laugh he tries to suppress. “But if we’re not welcome, we can always take the food and go.”

The man is as rotten as a spoilt mango. "I make no promises Uncle" "Davii" The pen in my hand stops spinning. The playful expression on my face disappears. "Papa said not to kill him but he also said I shouldn't let anyone threaten my existence" my voice comes out in a hiss. Uncle sighs like he's tired of my shit. "That is why I asked if he offended you" I scoff. "You don't worry Uncle, everything is..... Great" I send him a wide smile, he eyes me suspiciously with a shake of his head he drops the matter. "How many of our members did we lose?"

I begin to hop up and down on my foot, holding my other as I try to breathe through the pain. "She is a graceful one," Osiris says jokingly as he lets go of my shoulders. "I think you would be surprised," Uncle Faris doesn't crack a smile. Instead, he glares at me angrily. "Don't you have something else you could be doing, Lo?" "Lo?" Osiris says with a smirk on his face.

Sandro said irritably, "I thought I was with mommy earlier, and now suddenly I'm alone." "It's okay, you're used to joking around, serves you right," she replied to her uncle. "I wish you had waited for me to recover!" Sandro exclaimed in frustration. "Uncle, there's no time to go back now. You're not allowed to get upset; it doesn't suit you!" Maine responded to Sandro. He looked at himself in the mirror on the wall, smiled, "Well, I'm really handsome anyway." "This fool believed right away!" her grandmother remarked, "I'll prepare some food, you might be hungry."

Well, take that. I pouted playfully "Uh, yeah." "Don't tell me you're gay, 'cause that would explain why I've never seen you with even a male friend before," Uncle kay said, disgust written all over his face. Despite my full mouth, I laughed so hard, covering my mouth so I didn't look stupid should my food pour out. "Believe me, I wish I was." I mused smiling at Uncle kay. Although I was only joking, he didn't have a single sense of humor in his bones to know that. That was why made messing with him and getting on his nerves such fun.

"I can’t leave all the fun to all of you." "There’s nothing fun about fighting for your life," Fineon scolds. Letting out a growl of annoyance, I narrow my gaze until Fineon bursts into laughter that becomes almost contagious. "What’s so funny?" Uncle Ramone asks, popping up beside me. "I’d like a good laugh." "Fineon’s face," I offer, earning myself a swat on the ass from Fineon. "I’m just kidding." "I would say he has a funny face," Uncle Ramone agrees. "But I don’t want to piss him off in case I need his assistance later."