Not a Trio, it's a Squad

A's or Beasts?/Best Fronds

Hey ppl!

So I'll try to stick to the main storyline (Obviously the ending will be different as well as some details) but I also might skip/recap some episodes just because there are a LOT.

Also the title had "A's or Beasts?" in it instead of "Anne or Beasts?" because Anne and Ashlynn are together and their names both start with the letter A so... yeah.

Anyways.

ENJOY THE CHAPTER!

A's or Beasts

"Good night, you frogs!" A one-eyed blue frog walked out of a tavern, heading into the woods. "See you in the morrow!" He exclaimed with a wave before crashing into some wood and metal scraps.

As he walked on, playing his accordion, he heard a rustling noise from behind him. "Hello?" He called out cautiously.

Something scurried around him in another direction, making another rustling noise. He jumped back in fright, slowly walking backwards. "What's that?!"

A couple long-legged creatures with face bumps, messy hair, and seemingly glowing eyes in the dark appeared out of the bushes, looming over him. One in particular had large wings, horns, strange ears, small fangs, and a tail.

The blue frog gasped, clutching his accordion fearfully. "No, no, no, no!" He released a loud scream that echoed throughout the night as he bolted.

As soon as he left, one of them turned to glare at the other, whispering. "I told you we shouldn't have just popped out of the bushes like that! ...Though you could be mistaken as a monster, Ash. No offense."

"Ugh. This isn't my fault I look different! It's the damn box's fault!"

"How would I know it would make you look like a weird half-dragon?!"

"Anne I swear- y'know what, never mind. We will talk about this later. Ughhhhhhhhh."

The Next Day.

A red frog was seated on a snail attached to a wagon, where a purple-pink pollywog in a bucket with a yellow bow and a small bright pink frog with a forest green hat and olive goggles were sitting. The snail pulled them into a little town square, where a bunch of other were frogs going about their normal lives.

The red one turned to the amphibians in the back of the wagon while pointing to the town square, stating, "All right, kids. I'm gonna do a little shoppin'. You watch the cart."

"You got it, Hop Pop!" The hot pink frog bounced onto the tiny walls of the wagon. "I'll defend this cart with my liiiiiiiiiife!" He yelled, beating his chest comically.

"Sprig, I was talking to Polly." Hop Pop deadpanned, motioning to the tadpole.

"What? Polly's a baby." Sprig huffed, in utter disbelief.

"You're a baby!" The pollywog exclaimed.

Hop Pop pointed at the young frog. "Polly's got more responsibility in her little flipper than you have in your entire body."

"Ridiculous!" He cried, "What makes you think I'm irresponsible?!"

"Oh, gee. Let me think." Hop Pop place a hand on his chin. He proceeds to recall what Sprig has done, including blowing up breakfast, destroying a wall while riding a bullworm (Maybe that's what it's called? A cowworm possibly?), and leaving the lights on while giant mosquito-moths attack their house at night.