the emergence of the creature she had NEVER seen before caused such distress to the little amphibian that she attempted to climb on proton's arm. she made little peeping noises, clinging onto the fabric of his sleeve with her webbed hands.
"no! scared! no," she exclaimed.
she seems very pleased that proton is attacking the fridge for her!! the frog slowly used her tiny webbed hands to grip onto his finger. looking up with wide eyes.
"ribbit ribbit ribbit," she croaks at him, probably trying to communicate.
somewhat, and with much traveling, froggy found herself in a junkyard! staring at a cracked, dirty mirror. the amphibian's reflection caused much distress; prompting her to angrily ribbit and hiss at the 'other frog'.
froggy seemed fairly distracted, large brown eyes flickering and head moving around as she made little peeping noises. a pair of tiny webbed hands extended, gently gripping at his finger and holding it.
poor froggy didn't really know how to talk. . . . she blinked sadly, attempting to form the words in her brain before blurting:
"BUG."
her voice was hoarse from misuse. but froggy did indeed want to eat bugs, and figured proton had some for her?
letting go and backing away, gazing up at proton with a sad expression. the amphibian grimaced when her stomach growled. she would have to go back to her pond soon.
". . . . froggy . . sorry," she stammered.
froggy seems fairly calm now. blinking and making little peeping noises instead of replying or thanking him. most likely because she really couldn't talk well yet. the amphibian rested her head on his arm, a little yawn escaping.