Author Disclaimer: I do not own Disney's Meet the Robinsons
A/N: Hiya Everybody. This is fanfiction number 3. I had this idea for a while, but I wasn't sure if I should write about it. Anyways, I hope that everybody enjoys this.
Another Believer
Chapter 1: A Chance
Franny was writing her essay for 5th grade science class. Her topic: Choose your favorite animal and do the following research: adaptations, food source, habitat, defense mechanism, growth, and etc. Include all the information you find in a report with an introduction, body, and conclusion.
Her topic: Frogs
Frogs: Green, slimy, amphibian, small, jumpy, cute, and musically talented. That was Franny's definition of a frog.
Since she was five, Franny always believe that all frogs process a talent for music.
Such an idea seem ridiculous to others, but to Franny she knew it was true.
She continues to write her outline for the report.
Adaptations: jumping mechanism (are exceptional jumpers), poison (ex. Poison dart frog), and skin (moist and coated with mucous)
Sigh…. Should this include their talent in music?
Food source: insects such as flies (Frankie's favorite), worms, and spiders
Habitat: various (rainforest, forest, and moist conditions or near freshwater)
Defense mechanism: _
I'll come back to that.
Growth: Metamorphosis (egg, tadpole, frog)
One more
Others: Have the ability to sing even better than humans.
"There that should do it. Right Frankie," Franny turned around to look at Frankie. Frankie: green and slimy, the star of Franny's band of frogs. He was sitting on a fake, green lily pad in the water in his tank.
He croaked as if he was in agreement with Franny.
"Okay Frankie it's time to start writing."
Perhaps this time, the class will believe her that frog process an extraordinary amount of musical talent. Or as always, they can mock her for it.
The following morning…
"Francesca, it's time for school." Franny's mother called her impatiently. 7:10 a.m., school starts at 7:30 a.m. Again, she was waiting for her daughter.
Perhaps she should ride the bus just like her brothers, Art and Gaston. However, Franny was against this and didn't like riding the bus, especially on days when she wanted to bring her frogs to school.
Show and tell: one of the types of days Franny brings her frogs. But, she never liked the idea of bringing them (let alone have them as pets) to school.
It's probably the main reason why she doesn't really have any friends.
But, today was for her report on her favorite animal. And of course it would be about frogs.
"Francesca, if you don't come down here ready, the frogs are staying at home." A threat like this and in three seconds…
"Here I am," Franny smiled at her as she came running down the stairs caring a box contain her frogs, and on her back, her green book bag. She was wearing as usual for special days, her white dress.
"No running down the stairs Franny," She scowled at her.
"Oops sorry," Franny replied.
"Looks like you'll be eating breakfast in the car… again. One more time and you'll be riding the bus just like your brothers," she said while opening the door and handing Franny her breakfast: blueberry muffin, a banana, and her orange juice.
"Nooooooo, please, I don't like riding the bus," she pleaded with her as she enter the car.
"Then be ready earlier next time okay?"
"Okay," Franny stared out the window glaring at a yellow school bus that just came by their house.
She'll ride anything, except the bus. Not with the students from her school.
Joyce William Elementary School
"Success is inevitable when you believe"
…If you believe, but what about the people who doesn't believe in you. How can you succeed when everyone thinks your idea is ridiculous?
Franny continues to walk the hallways of her school towards her class, ignoring her other classmates that were whispering, most likely about the box of frogs she was carrying.
"Looks like froggy Franny brought her frogs to school …again," one little girl whispered to her friend.
Her friend smirked, "Must be for the science report for Mrs. Gilbert. I bet she is going to include something about singing frogs."
"Singing frogs, she is so crazy."
Grrr… what they know about frogs? I don't see them taking care of any.
But, one of these days, she will succeed. Even now they are croaking a few notes. Frankie can croak a D flat on the treble clef staff.
The only thing she wished is for that someone would believe in her.
As she was about to enter the classroom, a brown haired, dark brown eyes, and pale skin girl towering her had stopped her way into class.
"Well hello frog girl. Are your little frogs singing for you yet," she said in mockery to her.
Of course, almost every day of school Brandi aka Miss Nosey comes to torment her.
Franny mumbled to herself, "They won't sing to you and your big, fat nose."
"What was that?"
Franny rolled her eyes, "Ah nothing, nothing at all."
Brandi smirked, "Thought so… well good luck in your report about I don't know, stupid singing frogs."
Ugh… one of these days she is going to get a karate kick all the way to China.
Before Brandi entered the classroom, she knocks the cardboard box out from Franny's hands. "Oops, clumsy me; you better pick up all those frogs before someone steps on them."
Again one of these days...
After picking up all her frogs, Franny was about to finally enter the classroom, when suddenly the bell ringed.
A stern voice called out to her. "Late Miss Framagucci, what do you have to say about it this time?"
It was her 5th grade science teacher, Mrs. Gilbert. Even though science was her specialty, she believed straight from the textbook. Therefore, there was no room for silly ideas, which she would consider the idea of singing frogs as one of them.
Answering her question, Franny replied with direct eye contact, "My frogs escaped from their box because of Miss No…. um Brandi knocked my box down purposely and so I had to pick them up."
Brandi acted innocently as usual in situations like this. "Oh yes Mrs. Gilbert I did, but it was an accident. I told Franny that I was sorry."
Mrs. Gilbert directed her attention back on Franny as if siding with Brandi's story. "Is this true, Franny?"
Franny rolled her eyes. And of course she would argue Brandi's story and is always resulted in "it is very sad to lie about your fellow classmate" or "go to your seat now" or those occasional "detention missy."
What's the point of arguing when you're going to lose to basically the teacher's pet?
"Yes ma'am," Franny replied and mumble to herself, "purposely though."
"Don't jump to conclusions that it was on purpose, Franny. Please take your seat so we can get started with our class," Mrs. Gilbert dictated. She walked and took a seat at her pine desk.
"Okay class, I hope that you all completed your report because I want everybody to present it. Let's see, who wants to go first?" The whole class except Franny raised their hands. She was still angry that Miss Nosey didn't get in trouble again.
"Hmm… how about Miss Framagucci," Mrs. Gilbert eyed her.
Some of the students begin to laugh.
Franny sigh. Perhaps this time they will believe her and give her a chance…
or not.
