A very strange journey(Amphibia AU Fan Fic)

Meet Maddie

As a blue ish frogress woke up walking into the kitchen to greet her father and mother.

(Maddie):Morning daddy
(Maddie's Parent):Morning my little breadstick. You know what today is?
(Maddie):it's the town's annual pot luck.

(Maddie's Parent):That's right! And we're gonna win this year again

Meanwhile

Frog: Aah! Help! Somebody help me!

Anne: And this bad boy is my kitty Domino.
[meows]
Anne: You guys would like her. She's got fire.
Sprig: Ooh!
Polly: Aw, she's so tiny! I feel huge!
Sprig: Hmm. I will... set her free!
Anne: Please stop doing that.
[sizzling]
Anne: [sniffs] Ugh! What is that? Did something crawl under the house and die?
Sprig: [sniffing] Worse, Anne. Much worse. Hop Pop is cooking!

Sprig: Brace yourself.
Anne: Brace myself for what?
Sprig: Aah! [screaming]
[humming]
Hop Pop: Mmm! [slurping]
Sprig: What's the plan this year, Hop Pop? Poison the competition? Ooh!
Hop Pop: The plan is to win.
Anne: Win?
Hop Pop: The annual village potluck. Every year we frogs gather for a great contest. The family who brings the best-tasting dish is showered with love and copper coins. The family with the worst-tasting dish spends the night in...
[thunderclap]
Hop Pop: the shame cage!
Anne: Brutal.
Sprig: And guess which family ends up there every year.
[all three sigh]
Anne: If you think I'm gonna let my favorite froggy family end up in a cage, you've got another thing coming. I know I'm not technically a Plantar, but maybe I can help.
All: Mmm!
Sprig: Anne, we'd sure appreciate it.
Anne: So, what you making over there, Hop Pop? Sock gumbo?
Hop Pop: No, silly. It's a traditional recipe from my family's cookbook. We been using this baby since I was a pollywog.
Anne: Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. I think I found your problem, guys.
[all gasp]
Anne: Old things are dumb!
[gulps]
Polly: Oh, that makes sense.
Sprig: It's all so clear now.
Hop Pop: But we Plantars have always cooked these recipes. What would my great-gam-gam say?
Anne: She'd say "Move on."
Hop Pop: [sighs] She was a fierce woman.
Anne: Look, if we're gonna win this thing, we need something new, something revolutionary, something no one in the swamp has ever seen before. Something like...
Sprig: [gasps]
Anne: pizza!
Sprig: Whoa.
Polly: I don't know what it is, but I love it.
Anne: Pizza is the ultimate dish. You haven't lived until you've shared one with your friends at the mall.
Hop Pop: Now, now, hold on. Before we get carried away, what about this tried-and-true recipe? Swamp mold pot pie!
Sprig/Polly: Pizza! Pizza!
Hop Pop: Okay, okay. Sheesh.
Sprig: We'll win for sure with this, Hop Pop.
Anne: Now all we gotta do is-- [clears throat] All we gotta do is get four ingredients-- dough, cheese, basil, and tomatoes. Are you guys ready to make our pizza dreams a pizza reality?
Sprig/Polly: Pizza dreams!
Sprig: Oh! Oh! Maybe we should put pineapple on it. Seems like a natural fit. [groans]
Anne: [whispers] Don't you dare talk about pineapple on my pizza. Ever. Okay. Let's go get those ingredients. Pizza dreams!
Sprig: [weakly] Pizza dreams.
Polly: Pizza dreams!

[buzzing]
[grunting]
Stumpy: If you want the dough, the boy has to marry my daughter.
[Reveals Maddie Flour with a voodoo doll of Sprig as ominous music is heard.]
Maddie: Hiiiii, Spriiiiiiig...
Stumpy: Ain't she adorable?
Anne: Done.
Hop Pop: You know, if we used a traditional recipe, we wouldn't have to sell Sprig.
Anne: No! That old book is old. Sprig's eternal happiness is a small price to pay for pizza.
Polly: Agreed.
Sprig: Aw, it's not so bad. Maybe we'll learn to love each other.