Ronan had more than one concern with this situation. One; what the fuck was this thing? Two; how was he not squishing frogs merely by existing? Three; where the fuck had he just put that frog? Four; how was he talking?
Admittedly, Ronan spent a long minute staring at Freddy instead of going after any frogs, but this was wild. Even in his weirdest dreams, he hadn't come up with anything like this, and he'd dreamed up some weid shit. The boar that turned into a gassy cloud, for one, and the cat with humans hands, for another.
"What the fuck did you just do with that frog?" He asked, pointing at Freddy's torso hatch.
Despite his unease and how unsure he was about that Frog's continued survival, he turned and went after the four that were headed for the transgate. The downside was he only had two hands and there were more than two of them. He caught one, at least, and frightened two others away from the transgate, but the last one? Nope. Not that one.
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Admittedly, Ronan spent a long minute staring at Freddy instead of going after any frogs, but this was wild. Even in his weirdest dreams, he hadn't come up with anything like this, and he'd dreamed up some weid shit. The boar that turned into a gassy cloud, for one, and the cat with humans hands, for another.
"What the fuck did you just do with that frog?" He asked, pointing at Freddy's torso hatch.
Despite his unease and how unsure he was about that Frog's continued survival, he turned and went after the four that were headed for the transgate. The downside was he only had two hands and there were more than two of them. He caught one, at least, and frightened two others away from the transgate, but the last one? Nope. Not that one.