The Invalid Aquarium

by Ben Nardolilli

July 5, 2026 | Fiction | Who is really in charge of the story!? What’s with the wiggles?! 

Here we are again, Bogo and Numnuk, back for more adventures. What will we get up to today? Let the logo have its time to introduce us and shine in black and white. Then we can move on. We have a wide first panel to play with. What’s going in there? Let’s find out! Oh Numnuk, it seems we’re going back into the attic again. Who knows what we will find there. Oh look at how detailed everything is Numnuk! It looks just like real wood, and how about the stuff on the floor? Look Numnuk! The leaves on the antique vase. The blades of the old fan. The etching behind the radio’s speaker.

We play with each of these things in turn. One gag per panel. Numnuk finds out the radio is broken but it still shocks him. Numnuk finds out the fan still works but it cuts his finger. Numnuk climbs into the vase and gets stuck. Bogo pulls him out with a plunger last seen in the first big panel. Good thinking Bogo. We find a chest in the corner and drag it over to the middle of the attic. It lands with a THUD. Numnuk can barely see through the letters. Then we cough. So much dust. Such fine lines. Our eyes tear up.

The chest has a lock. Numnuk uses his buck teeth to chew through the wood. He ends up with throbbing lines of hurt around him. Bogo holds out one of his paws. Close up and Bogo’s nails spring into action, as good as new and curved. One by one, they go into the lock, until the last one manages to pop it off. Bogo’s hand is swelling. Numnuk tries to cool it using the fan. He gets shocked again. He falls smoking to the ground. The effects are rendered well today. 

Inside the box we find an old piece of paper. It is a map. Numnuk is excited and points to an x. It marks some sort of spot. The island looks realistic. Trees. Mountains. The ruins of an old fort. Around the land are extra lines. They look like echoes bouncing off the shore going ^^^ and ^^^ over into the sea. Numnuk wants to know where the island is. The attic has an atlas. After more dust we do some reading, look at more maps, and realize it is one of the fabled Thousand Islands of Spice.

Numnuk wants to go. Bogo would rather stay home. He has a litter box that needs cleaning. Nevertheless, the next panels show them on a train, then a bus, and finally walking through a village. They carry a suitcase between them. The houses are stately. But the skies above them are filled with lines. They look like the lines from the map. There is a ^^^ and then another. The roofs look like they are vibrating. Numnuk’s tall ears do not pick up any strange frequencies. They do hear the footsteps of a man. He wears a three-cornered hat. 

The man says he knows about the map. He points to the X and tells us about the treasure of Yellow Eye the pirate. A bloodthirsty man. We hear the story and see the tale over the next couple of panels. They show us everything we could care to know about the legend. Yellow Eye sailed around the world. He plundered boats. He blew up forts. He burned down villages. The Spanish Main hated him and has luxurious beard. So many ribbons. They are detailed too.  There are more tiny lines around each one. Like the island on the map. Like the roofs in the town. Are they wobbling?

Like the man in the hat talking to us. Except his lines are on his face. They are not wrinkles. They are too angular and too deep. His arms have wrinkles too, the cloth on his coat is so tightly bunched together and yet it looks inflated. Oh no, Numnuk, oh no. The man goes on. He drops matey increasingly. Numnuk’s foot thumps. His mouth is watering. A bubble is coming out between his long ears. We can see the treasure. Doubloons. Pearls. Jewels of undetermined quality and origin.

Numnuk wants to get in this man’s boat. Bogo pleads no. The man shows us what he has at the dock. It is a sloop. The sail is larger than expected. The top pierces through another panel. More lines surround it. They fill up the rest of the empty space. Next, the three of us with go to the island. We are surrounded by rough waves. They peak and break up at the top. Drops fall everywhere. The effect is beautiful but we are soaked. 

Numnuk is thinking about everything he will get with his share of the treasure. He gives off bubbles as the sloop goes on. One contains a giant house. One shows a fast car. Numnuk’s final dream includes an ocean liner he gets to steer all by himself. Numnuk asks Bogo what Bogo wants to buy with the booty. Bogo does not know. Bogo talks about bonds. Equities. Things that are hard to show in a thought bubble. They would just be other pieces of paper.

The man in the three corner hat laughs. He starts talking about Yellow Eye. We get more tales of swashbuckling. There is an interlude involving buccaneering. He shows us how a pirate swings the blade. SWOOSH flies through the air. None of us can see around it. The man trips over some rigging and falls into the waves. We call out to him. The next panels shows his colonial hat floating on the water. Numnuk tries to wear it but his ears are too long. He gives it to Bogo and Bogo refuses. Numnuk guilts Bogo. Numnuk says think of the drowned man. Bogo wears the hat and sulks. It smells like a fish gone bad.

The sloop drifts in a circle ^^^ ^^^ ^^^ ^^^ more lines, lines, lines. Now we are surrounded by a thousand islands but not the one we want. Numnuk wants to go forward Bogo wants to go to shore. Each of us paddles in different directions. We give our reasons in impressive speech bubbles. Both of our arms are now wrinkled though are faces remain the same. Numnuk notices it finally. It must be the water, he thinks. He thinks and he thinks and the bubble keeps growing. 

No more boat. No more Bogo. Soon, no more Numnuk either. He is thinking of the island. He is thinking about the treasure. He is thinking about maybe keeping it all to himself. They already lost one member of the party. Why not another? Numnuk is certain Bogo probably is thinking the same thing. Bogo is so smart. If Numnuk could come up with this plan then Bogo already did, way back in the attic. 

Where will Numnuk do it? On the island? No. Bogo might escape. And if he does not? Bogo might still be found. Bogo has bones ^^^ the panels never show it but under the fur there are bones. So many bones. Numnuk will do it out here. The body will sink. Ears, claws, paws, ^^^ fur, and bones. All of it. Numnuk’s thoughts are increasing. They are getting closer and closer together. Each idea needs more and more space. The letters must get tiny for Numnuk. He imagines the waves  ^^^  the waves will do it. Not Numnuk ^^^ will carry the ^^^ and then ^^^ ^^^ and Numnuk’s arms will ^^^ ^^^ ^^^ ^^^ ^^^ Bogo ^^^ ^^^ ^^^ ^^^ ^^^ ^^ ^^^ 

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Here we are again. Bogo and Numnuk in a new long panel. The sky is clear. The arms are clear. They look at one another. They are surrounded by trees and grass. They cannot hear the waves. Neither of them has the map. Bogo is worried they are lost now. Numnuk says they are fine. He finds a fence. Their fence. They are back in their backyard. Things just might be back to normal. 

No more attic adventures, Bogo says.

But we might get to the island next time, Numnuk says.

We got lucky again, Bogo says.

What do mean, again, Numnuk says.

He’s on his meds now, Bogo says.

Numnuk pulls on his big ears and smiles. Or dead, Numnuk says.

the invalid aquarium

Ben Nardolilli is a scrivener and a theoretical MFA candidate at Long Island University. His work has appeared in Door Is a Jar, Red Fez, Quail Bell Magazine, and Slab.

Instagram @ssenjaminnardolilli. 

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aniela
12 days ago

The comic panel premise is so cool, this was fun to read!