There was once the most eloquent toad that ever did live. This toad, however, was ugly and poisonous. His words only marred the effect his face had when he was speaking. There were many times he accidentally poisoned someone. There was the unfortunate incident where he was speaking to a dragonfly just wondering what it was like to hover around instead of hop and he accidentally spat some of his poisonous saliva in the dragonflies face.
Many were mesmerised and scared of him. He gained the nickname, Poisoned Eloquence. He actually didn't get that nickname though he likes to think that that was what they called him even though he knew they weren't as eloquent in words. His real name was...
"Bob! What's happening mate?"
Yes, his name was Bob; a fun short ineloquent name.
"I have been narrating my short life for the audience I hope to engage and entertain."
"Uhhhhh yeh whatever mate. Want to play lily pads?"
This other voice was another toad who was maybe the only toad that liked him for him. Even his parents found him a little bit too smart for them and often wondered how their son could be such a "smarty pants", as they say.
Bob (Poisoned Eloquence) sighed.
"I accept your request."
"Meaning?..."
"Yes Frederick, I'll play lily pads."
Lily pads is a game where you jump from lily pad to lily pad. It is basically like "tigi" or "tag" but on lily pads and you can't fall in the water or you are ‘it’. It does not need any special qualities nor does it require any intellect. It is a simple game that relies on hopping. It is actually quite a fun game but one with an intellect should be above such things.
Bob hopped after Fred and found himself heading towards a place no toad, no matter how smart they were, should find themselves in. Bob frowned and cautiously followed after Fred.
"Why do you keep calling me Frederick? My name's Fred. No -erick afterwards!"
"It is my nickname for you."
"Nickname? Like how you want to be nicknamed Poisoned Eloquence?"
"Very much so. I was wondering why we are heading to a place we have been directly told not to go. I do not wish to die."
"Don't be such a scaredy cat Bob. There's a pond right by the long flat black line. It's awesome!"
Bob, being one to never let himself ever be called a coward decided not to worry too much because how bad can it be if you're in a pond?
"Ok Frederick. I will take you up on your challenge."
"What challenge?"
Bob rolled his eyes as he realised Fred had forgotten what they were talking about. He felt like speaking so he decided to tell Frederick a story on the way to the pond next to the place they were never to go.
"Fred I'm going to tell you a story. Once upon a time, there was a frog and he was quite an ordinary frog."
Fred's eyes glazed over as he listened and both were unaware of how far they were hopping. Bob did not realise the effect his words had and both hopped automatically to the place they were never supposed to go.
“His fierce glare was a pathetic attempt at anything quite remotely emotional. The numbers that he found within ponds counted to only one less than there was and his mind would often find itself on the topic of concrete. The contrast between him (squishy) and concrete (hard or very hard [whichever you prefer]) always fascinated him to the ends of earth. His life was an average length and he conserved most of his risk taking to video games (he found one in the round cylinder that had fallen on its side that incidentally still worked).
One day something extraordinary happened; he found a pond. But it was on the other side of a long flat thing that no animal was ever supposed to cross.
The long flat thing had very fast things (?) going along from one side to the other and then past the line with lots of gaps in it the things go in the opposite direction very very fast.
This frog decided on a decision; the decision that he would do it. Do something extraordinary and amazing so that he had something in his life that was more than ordinary before he died. So he did it. He hopped.
One hop.
Two hops.
Three hops.
So far so good, he thought.
Four hops.
Fi-.”
