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 Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 8:27 pm
Newt's eyes twitched, croaking again anxiously. What did he mean, not while he was expecting it? He was ALWAYS expecting it!
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 8:56 pm
The threat would likely be impossible to carry through with, given Freddie didn't know the first thing about stealth, among other things. That was the furthest thing from his mind as he patted Newt on the head.
The prank on him could only last so long. He likely wouldn't be exiled in the village long enough to even try to make good on that.
"I'll see you later, Newt," he said. "Or should I be callin' you Mr. Toad now?"
It didn't get any wittier than that, which was really very sad.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 9:00 pm
"I... I.... I'm n-n-not a t-toad," Newt mumbled, settling back down into his crouch to take a few clumsy steps back.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 9:02 pm
"Aw, what's the difference?" Freddie snorted. "Either way yer slimy."
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 9:04 pm
Newt huddled back, his throat trembling as he held in a croak in his growing anger. His eyes twitched over the overgrown bully, taking in his undershirt and boxers, "Wh-wuh-where's y-your uniform, F-Frederick?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 9:14 pm
"It's..." Freddie caught himself before he said it, but he couldn't keep himself from glancing at the duplex. "It's none of yer damn business!"
But then, how could he explain why he was there?
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 9:17 pm
As Newt's eyes followed Freddie's flicker and back again to his bulldog face, a crooked, buck-toothed smile crept over the frog-man's features. "I s-still have m-mine, t-too. It r-really c-comes in h-handy, w-what with all the s-sand and m-mud."
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 9:21 pm
Freddie's eyes bulged in anger. Calling attention to the possibility he was stuck was like pouring salt on a fresh wound. And that stupid, buck-toothed smile...
"You slimy li'l... ugh..." Freddie sputtered incoherently, but no insults came to him. All he could do was fall back on the old standard.
So he threw a punch at Newt.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 9:25 pm
Newt was always a timid man, but the frog's instinctive parinoia and wide eyes that didn't quite blink enough caught sight of the fist befor it could connect and he lept past Freddie to land on the path a couple yards away, "So w-wuh-what d-did you do?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 9:36 pm
The momentum of the failed attack carried Freddie forward a few feet until he lost his footing and was sent sprawling in the dirt.
"Nothin'," he hissed. He started coughing as he inhaled some of the dirt. "Just a... just a joke..."
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 9:47 pm
Newt nodded over to him sagely, giving his best sympathetic look, "M-mine w-was j-just a m-mis-mistake."
Deep, deep inside the trembling, soft, squishy flesh of the frantic frog-man, lurked a bitter, angry, vengefull person who was sick and tired of being shoved around and the butt of foul treatment. While he kept this tiny part of him very carefully tucked away from the outside world thanks to years of careful masking, it still smiled and laughed at what he had just learned.
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 9:51 pm
"This ain't permanent!" Freddie cried. He got back up to his feet, now shaking with fury. His clothes were streaked with dirt too, though they weren't exactly white to begin with.
He pointed at Newt. "You don't know s**t about this. Nobody said a damn thing about firin'."
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 9:53 pm
"It w-was j-just a m-month ago, I w-was s-still s-sweeping the c-ca-cafeteria s-six t-times, d-daily."
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 9:54 pm
Freddie blinked. His hand dropped.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 9:57 pm
Befor Freddie could take another swing, Newt lept away in the direction he had been trying to go, "I sup-sup-suppose I'll b-be s-seeing you around, th-then! I d-do h-hope y-you d-don't get s-sluh-slimy too."
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