《Fireflys》Chapter 5
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The morning came fast, and I couldn't wait to wake up. Before anyone was even awake yet, I ran downstairs and made Anne's favorite food!(that's in this universe).
Once I was done, I walked over to the basement entrance and walked down with the food.
"Anne! Wakey wakey!" I sing
I place the food down besides her, and see the blanket completely over her.
"Annnnneee, I made you foooooddd!" I chuckle.
She shifts under the blankets, and sits up-
WHAT?
There was a blue girl..frog? Where was Anne? Did she kidnap her and try to replace her? Why was she in here? And why was she...naked?!? Anne's clothing was by the frogs feet, being way to big for the frog herself.
I look away.
"W-Who are you?!?" I ask, my face turning red.
"Wha-?" The girl started, then let out a shriek.
I put up my hands to cover my view of her, and slowly look back. She covered her body with the blanket, except for her head.
"Nonono...ugh..I should've known..." she wined, "I didn't know it would happen today.."
"What? Who are you?!" I asked in a more aggressive tone. "Where's Anne?!"
She sighed and stood up with the blanket.
"Sprig..I am Anne..." she sighed.
"Wha-?" I started, and then everything went black.
"Sprig..I am Anne..." I sighed.
"Wha-?" Sprigs eyes rolled up, and he began to fall. I caught him quickly.
"What the heck's going on down here?!" Hop Pop asked, carrying down a frying pan and trying to use it as a weapon. Polly carried a spiked ball behind him.
"Who do I have to hurt?!" She asked, ready to fight.
"Hehehe..hey guys?" I chuckled nervously
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They looked at me for a moment, shocked. Hop Pop dropped the pan and rubbed his eyes.
"I'm sorry...am I still dreaming?" He asked.
"If you are, then I think I'm having the same dream.." Polly added.
I sighed and laid Sprig on the ground.
"No guys..you're not dreaming. I'm..this, now."
They stayed silent, unsure of what to do. Hop Pop slowly started walking down the stairs, Polly behind him.
"How..how'd this happen??" He asked.
He walked up to me, and poked at my face.
"I don't know.." I moved back, "it first started with my feet, then my fingers...I started to get shorter, and then..this!"
"Hm..I thought it was strange when you started wearing those ugly gloves..." Polly murmured.
"Well..do we reverse it?? How would we even.." Hop Pop let out a frustrated sigh, rubbing his forehead.
"I-It's Alright, guys..I think I'm fine.." I looked down, "but I might need some clothes..." I chuckled, seeing that my other clothes were now too big for me.
"Well, for now, you can wear something of Sprigs. We'll go get you something in town when the shops open." Hop Pop said, walking back up the stairs.
Polly remained, looking down from the stairs.
"Did my brother seriously faint? Wow." She chuckled, and then hopped back up the stairs.
I laughed and turned around, looking down at Sprig passed out on the floor. Besides him was a plate of food.
"Aw, he's really sweet.." I chuckled and bent down, eating some food. After a little bit, Hop Pop came down the stairs carrying a small white shirt, and some black pants.
"Here you go.. when you're done, wake Sprig up and explain this to him, Alright?" He chuckled and turned back, leaving again.
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I get changed into these clothes, which were pretty much perfect size.
I finished up the food and turned to Sprig.
"Well, it's now or never, I guess.."
I walk up to him and bend down, lightly shaking him.
"Sprig?" I said softly.
After a few more tries, his eyes slowly open.
"Ugh..what happened?" He asked.
His eyes then shot open, and he sat up in shock, colliding his head with mine.
"Ow!" We both yelped, grabbing at out heads.
Once we regained our thoughts, he looked up at me.
"A-are you really.."he stuttered, touching my face.
"Yes?..." I nervously chuckle.
He Pulled his hand away and didn't say anything. He then cleared his throat, "I-is this what you were worked up about last night?" He asked.
"Yes.." I sigh.
He stared at me for a few seconds, before his face started to turn red. Was he breathing?
"You might want to breath before you pass out again..." I chuckle, punching his arm lightly.
He took in a deep breath, "How did this happen?!"
"I'm not quite sure...but I guess I'm a frog now?"
He stayed quite again.
"Then...are you still going to try and go home?" He asked softly, barely above a whisper.
I bit my laugh to hold back a chuckle. He is too adorable.
"Maybe, I dunno yet.." I say with a straight face, trying not to laugh, "I kinda promised someone.."
He tilted his head, "promises what to who?" He asked.
"Well, I kinda promised you that I'd stay for a while." I shrugged.
His face turned bright red, brighter than a tomato.
"W-when did this happen?!" He stuttered.
"The other night" I laughed, "when I heard you having a nightmare about me." I said with a kissy face.
Oh my GOSSHHHHH... she heard me?!? Crap!!! How embarrassing... my face stayed red. But wait...s-So, she promised me? That she'd stay?
My heart skipped a beat.
Really?! YES!
My heart was fluttering at the thought.
"Is he up yet, Anne?" Hop Pop called from upstairs.
"Yeah, and I told him!" Anne called back up.
"Good. Now both of you come upstairs! I need some help!"
I followed Anne up the stairs, and noticed that she was wearing some of my clothes. Wow. Anne wearing my clothes? That's adorable...
I shook my head nervously, trying to get the thoughts out of my head.
"What's up Hop Pop?" I asked once we got into the kitchen.
"Well, I know that Anne's..Uh... predicament is so sudden, but I need all three of your help! I just realized that it's wartworm season! Those creatures fetch a good price, and just so happen to love the woods behind the farm." Hop Pop then fished out three buckets, handing one to each of us.
"I need you three to catch as many of them as you can, Alright?"
"Sure thing, Hop Pop!" I said, beginning to walk towards the door.
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