After their disastrous anniversary at Ozzie's, moxxie and Millie leave imp city convinced that it was all blitzo's fault quitting the company all together. But little did they know was that they would be taken to a place that would take them to diff...
They all then get a purple tank plant and shove it through the tube
GILL: Stay calm, kid! Just don't panic!
NEMO: Help me!
GILL: Sharkbait! Grab hold of this!
The plant reaches Nemo who grabs one of the leaves but it breaks off and is sliced by the fan scaring Nemo
NEMO: No! No!
GILL: Feed me more!
GURGLE: That's it!
GILL: Come on, Sharkbait! Grab it!
Nemo thrusts forward and grabs the plant by the stem
Nemo: I got it!
GILL: Pull!
They all pull together getting Nemo out of the tube, and they all slam onto the floor together, pebble floating around them and the plant tangled around them. Gill breaks out of it and sees peach holding a traumatized and whimpering Nemo
PEACH: Gill, don't make him go back in there.
GILL: No. We're done.
Gill, realizing his plan almost got Nemo killed brutally, swims back to his skull with Nemo whimpering in terror form the experience and thrusts his face into peach's arm _____ Back in the ocean, moxxie and Marlin are resting in a large brown surface
"Dudes"
Moxxie was the first one to groan as he opens his eyes, though they were so blurry form the jellyfish stings it made the object in front of him all fuzzy
Voice: focus dudes. Dudes...
Moxxie then rubs his eyes as Marlin wakes up as well. Their vision focusing revealing the object in front of them being the head of a green sea turtle named crush
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Moxxie: ugh my head. What the crumbles happened?
CRUSH: Oh, saw the whole thing, dude. First you were like, 'whoa'! And then we were all like, 'whoa'! And then you were like, 'whoa'.
MARLIN: What are you talking about?
CRUSH: You, mini-man. Taking on the jellies. You got serious thrill issues, dude. Awesome.
MARLIN: Oh, my stomach. [moans]
CRUSH: Oh, man. No hurling on the shell, dude, just waxed it.
