Dory was floating peacefully outside the anemone, looking at all the homes
there were. Mostly anemones like Marlin's, but some where holes in the
rocks and others were simply areas marked out as territory. All of them
where so pretty, bathed in the rippling moonlight.
And then there was that empty Clamshell. Pink around the edges, with a
single shiny white pearl in. She was surprised it wasn't taken, but no one
lived there, so she'd sort of adopted it as her own.
Until today when Nemo went away on the trip for a week, she didn't like the
idea of Marlin being alone, so she'd agreed to stay with him for a while.
"Dory, are you going to float there all night?" Marlin called.
Dory shook her head. "Just thinking!"
"Makes a change." Marlin muttered, settling down into the plant's warmth.
"Come on, the leopard sharks will be out soon and I don't want you to get
eaten."
Dory sighed, "I don't think I should, something's telling me to stay up a
little longer."
Marlin swam up to her, "Come on Dory, it's cold out here." He noticed what
she was staring at. "Nice pearl, huh?"
Dory's brow creased with concentration. "There's something important about
it. I can't remember what."
"Dory, it's clam mucus, there's nothing important about it."
Dory sighed. "I suppose." She followed Marlin back into the anemone. She
glanced back up for a moment. "I'm so sure there's something to remember
about that clam." she winced suddenly, clutching her scarred fin.
Marlin swam back up to her quickly, "Dory? Are you okay?" he helped her
swim back down into the plant. His fins wrapped around her.
"It's just my fin, I'll be fine." she smiled, closing her eyes and drifting
into the happy feeling of sleep, all the time in Marlin's fins.
Gill smiled, he could see the Barrier reef now. It was within their grasp,
true freedom at last!
"There it is guys!" he yelled, stopping and causing the line of fish behind
him to crash into him.
"Whoa! It's." Bloat started.
"Beautiful!" Dab finished for him.
"Oui, and so big." Jack added, thinking of all the fish that would need
cleaning there.
"Probably crawling with parasites." Gurgle started, but Gill's sharp glare
told him to shut up.
"It's home." Gill said happily for the first time. Not wanting to wait
another minute he put on a burst of speed and shot forward. 'If I get there
in the next ten seconds then maybe she'll be there, maybe she'll be in our
clam, maybe.' His mind raced with hundreds of thoughts.
With a triumphant laugh he stopped at the edge of the reef. For the first
time he felt like he was home. He looped the loop in the warm, safe water.
The others arrived one by one, all pleased to see Gill so happy.
"Calm down Gill. There's fish asleep here." Dab warned.
Bubbles gave a loud yawn. "We need sleep." He stated.
"Okay, all of you better go find places to sleep, I have some business to
attend to." With that he swam deeper into the coral.
His eyes scanned the ground, it was around here somewhere, he could
remember that there was a big pink anemone nearby. he froze.
There it was. Their clam, their safes haven away from everyone else in the
world.
Only it was empty, all that was within the shell was the pearl. He broke
down. Slowly sinking deeper and deeper until he was resting in the clam. He
rolled the pear around a little, pretending he could see her face in it.
"I see a lonely angelfish, who's never going to see Dorleen again."
Dory opened her eyes and blinked, she could hear someone crying to himself.
She yawned and moved there was a small murmur of protest from Marlin, but
she managed to swim away without awakening him and swim upwards.
There was a black and white angelfish sitting in her clam, crying silently
to himself. She felt a sudden surge of anger at this, how dare he go into
her clam? How dare he? She shot towards him, meaning to smack him out of
it.
Gill looked up, some insane blue fish was swimming towards him and
breakneck speed.
"Huh?" he asked, before being smacked into and sent flying. "HEY! What was
that for?!"
"Get out of my clam!" Dory yelled back. Their eyes met, hers defiant, his
hurt, and then.
They both gasped. Dory felt a sudden memory come shooting back, of a single
name.
"Gill?" Dory ventured.
"Dorleen?" Gill asked, his mouth dropping open in shock, he never expected
to see her again and yet here she was, still as pretty as a picture, still
with deep red eyes that always enchanted him.
She looked confused. "Who's Dorleen?" she looked around for this 'Dorleen'
"I'm Dory."
'Of course, that's the last thing I said to her before she got that knock
on the head.' Gill thought. "Dory, remember me?" he swam closer to her,
circling her.
"Why are you staring at me? What's your problem? What are you? Some kinda
vulture-fish or something?"
Gill stopped, he grabbed her damaged fin, "Who did this to you?" he asked
urgently.
Dory struggled, "Let go! Please!" now frightened, she called for her last
line of defence. "Marlin!"
Marlin's eyes jerked open, he glanced around the anemone quickly. Dory!
Dory was gone! He shot up and out of the anemone, looking desperately for
the bright flash of blue that Dory was. She caught his eye easily, she was
in the clam with. some sort of angelfish?
She shrieked and Marlin forgot all about safety and silly things like that,
instead he threw himself headfirst towards the intruder.
Gill groaned as he was sent flying for the second time that night. He was
quick to regain his balance and fix the newcomer with an angry stare.
Marlin moved himself in front of Dory protectively. "I won't let you hurt
the fish I love."
Dory blinked. "Love?"
Gill snarled, throwing himself at the clown-fish, soon the two were
sparring, trying to smack each other to one side long enough to speak with
Dory.
"Wait, Marlin, you, love me?"
"Dory, wrong time, wrong place!" Marlin replied as he was sent flying
backward into a rock. "OW! Now you die!"
Dory held her head, all sorts of things were coming back to her and her
small fishy brain didn't want to try and sort it out. She remembered the
Angelfish, and something in her head was waving a little flag and saying
that he was important. But the rest of her brain was concentrating on
Marlin's comment.
"STOP!" she shrieked, swimming between the pair. "I don't know what's going
on but it's too much and fighting isn't helping and." she shook her head
and turned to the angelfish. "I think I know you from somewhere, can you
tell me where?"
there were. Mostly anemones like Marlin's, but some where holes in the
rocks and others were simply areas marked out as territory. All of them
where so pretty, bathed in the rippling moonlight.
And then there was that empty Clamshell. Pink around the edges, with a
single shiny white pearl in. She was surprised it wasn't taken, but no one
lived there, so she'd sort of adopted it as her own.
Until today when Nemo went away on the trip for a week, she didn't like the
idea of Marlin being alone, so she'd agreed to stay with him for a while.
"Dory, are you going to float there all night?" Marlin called.
Dory shook her head. "Just thinking!"
"Makes a change." Marlin muttered, settling down into the plant's warmth.
"Come on, the leopard sharks will be out soon and I don't want you to get
eaten."
Dory sighed, "I don't think I should, something's telling me to stay up a
little longer."
Marlin swam up to her, "Come on Dory, it's cold out here." He noticed what
she was staring at. "Nice pearl, huh?"
Dory's brow creased with concentration. "There's something important about
it. I can't remember what."
"Dory, it's clam mucus, there's nothing important about it."
Dory sighed. "I suppose." She followed Marlin back into the anemone. She
glanced back up for a moment. "I'm so sure there's something to remember
about that clam." she winced suddenly, clutching her scarred fin.
Marlin swam back up to her quickly, "Dory? Are you okay?" he helped her
swim back down into the plant. His fins wrapped around her.
"It's just my fin, I'll be fine." she smiled, closing her eyes and drifting
into the happy feeling of sleep, all the time in Marlin's fins.
Gill smiled, he could see the Barrier reef now. It was within their grasp,
true freedom at last!
"There it is guys!" he yelled, stopping and causing the line of fish behind
him to crash into him.
"Whoa! It's." Bloat started.
"Beautiful!" Dab finished for him.
"Oui, and so big." Jack added, thinking of all the fish that would need
cleaning there.
"Probably crawling with parasites." Gurgle started, but Gill's sharp glare
told him to shut up.
"It's home." Gill said happily for the first time. Not wanting to wait
another minute he put on a burst of speed and shot forward. 'If I get there
in the next ten seconds then maybe she'll be there, maybe she'll be in our
clam, maybe.' His mind raced with hundreds of thoughts.
With a triumphant laugh he stopped at the edge of the reef. For the first
time he felt like he was home. He looped the loop in the warm, safe water.
The others arrived one by one, all pleased to see Gill so happy.
"Calm down Gill. There's fish asleep here." Dab warned.
Bubbles gave a loud yawn. "We need sleep." He stated.
"Okay, all of you better go find places to sleep, I have some business to
attend to." With that he swam deeper into the coral.
His eyes scanned the ground, it was around here somewhere, he could
remember that there was a big pink anemone nearby. he froze.
There it was. Their clam, their safes haven away from everyone else in the
world.
Only it was empty, all that was within the shell was the pearl. He broke
down. Slowly sinking deeper and deeper until he was resting in the clam. He
rolled the pear around a little, pretending he could see her face in it.
"I see a lonely angelfish, who's never going to see Dorleen again."
Dory opened her eyes and blinked, she could hear someone crying to himself.
She yawned and moved there was a small murmur of protest from Marlin, but
she managed to swim away without awakening him and swim upwards.
There was a black and white angelfish sitting in her clam, crying silently
to himself. She felt a sudden surge of anger at this, how dare he go into
her clam? How dare he? She shot towards him, meaning to smack him out of
it.
Gill looked up, some insane blue fish was swimming towards him and
breakneck speed.
"Huh?" he asked, before being smacked into and sent flying. "HEY! What was
that for?!"
"Get out of my clam!" Dory yelled back. Their eyes met, hers defiant, his
hurt, and then.
They both gasped. Dory felt a sudden memory come shooting back, of a single
name.
"Gill?" Dory ventured.
"Dorleen?" Gill asked, his mouth dropping open in shock, he never expected
to see her again and yet here she was, still as pretty as a picture, still
with deep red eyes that always enchanted him.
She looked confused. "Who's Dorleen?" she looked around for this 'Dorleen'
"I'm Dory."
'Of course, that's the last thing I said to her before she got that knock
on the head.' Gill thought. "Dory, remember me?" he swam closer to her,
circling her.
"Why are you staring at me? What's your problem? What are you? Some kinda
vulture-fish or something?"
Gill stopped, he grabbed her damaged fin, "Who did this to you?" he asked
urgently.
Dory struggled, "Let go! Please!" now frightened, she called for her last
line of defence. "Marlin!"
Marlin's eyes jerked open, he glanced around the anemone quickly. Dory!
Dory was gone! He shot up and out of the anemone, looking desperately for
the bright flash of blue that Dory was. She caught his eye easily, she was
in the clam with. some sort of angelfish?
She shrieked and Marlin forgot all about safety and silly things like that,
instead he threw himself headfirst towards the intruder.
Gill groaned as he was sent flying for the second time that night. He was
quick to regain his balance and fix the newcomer with an angry stare.
Marlin moved himself in front of Dory protectively. "I won't let you hurt
the fish I love."
Dory blinked. "Love?"
Gill snarled, throwing himself at the clown-fish, soon the two were
sparring, trying to smack each other to one side long enough to speak with
Dory.
"Wait, Marlin, you, love me?"
"Dory, wrong time, wrong place!" Marlin replied as he was sent flying
backward into a rock. "OW! Now you die!"
Dory held her head, all sorts of things were coming back to her and her
small fishy brain didn't want to try and sort it out. She remembered the
Angelfish, and something in her head was waving a little flag and saying
that he was important. But the rest of her brain was concentrating on
Marlin's comment.
"STOP!" she shrieked, swimming between the pair. "I don't know what's going
on but it's too much and fighting isn't helping and." she shook her head
and turned to the angelfish. "I think I know you from somewhere, can you
tell me where?"