Author's Note: Hey guys! I re-watched Meet the Robinsons with my brother and I feel compelled to write a story now! I hope you enjoy, and please review, follow, and favorite! Thanks!

(Recap: Lewis has been adopted by Bud and Lucille and it is the last quarter of 6th grade. He attends the same school that the science fair was held at. He already knows most of the kids who attend.)

"Have fun at school, Cornelius!" Bud said, ruffling Lewis' spiky blonde hair.

"I used that neat little PB&J gun you invented to make your lunch," Lucille said, handing Lewis an indigo blue lunchbox with an atom hand-embroidered on it.

"Thanks guys! You're the best!" the young inventor exclaimed, hugging the two.

"Make some new friends!" Lucille said, kissing his forehead.

"I will," Lewis called back, sprinting towards the bus.

"We love you, son!" Bud said.

"I love you, too!"

Lewis stepped onto the yellow school bus, which was overflowing with kids. He took an empty seat next to the window and waved goodbye to his parents, who were in front of the Robinson manor, waving back. So far Lewis and a few other kids were on the bus. There was an awkward silence among them. To his left, on the other set of seats, sat a glum girl with pitch black hair tied into pigtails with black ribbons. She wore a gothic black dress with a white collar and dark gray belt, with black tights and black school shoes. Her face looked an unnaturally pale gray color, and in her arms seemed to be a glass case filled with sand and tiny red fire ants. It was none other than Lizzie. The girl stoked the glass affectionately, as if regarding the ants as her own children. Suddenly she turned to Lewis, who realized he was staring. Her black eyes studied him coldly. The expression on her face seemed to say, Look at me again and I'll send my children after you. And it will NOT be pretty. Lewis took the hint and averted his eyes. He whipped out his composition notebook which was filled with his ideas for future inventions, along with a sharpened pencil. He started to jot down notes and mathematical formulas, and sketching out the overall invention, from the exterior to the interior.

The bus stopped again. At the bus stop were three students, all varying in height and age, but they were obviously related. One had a black t-shirt with red trim on the collar and sleeves, and dirty jeans stained with meatball sauce. The other was dressed in a long-sleeved white shirt with red sleeves and tight jeans with boots. There was only one girl in this neighborhood, and she looked surprisingly familiar. It was Franny. She wore a sleeveless dress that was saffron-yellow at the top, with a light pink ribbon belt and a navy blue skirt that was slightly above her knees. Her shiny dark hair was tied into short pig tails with yellow pom-poms. Her backpack was white and decorated with black music notes, and she had a froggie plush on her zipper. She took a seat next to the dark ant-girl, who brightened slightly at the sight of Franny.

"Hi, Lizzie!" she said cheerfully.

"Hi, Franny," the girl replied, speaking in a monotone voice.

Franny glanced over her at Lewis and gasped. "Oh, hi Lewis!" Her cheeks blushed pink slightly.

"Hi Franny," he replied.

She poked Lizzie's shoulder and whispered (quite loudly), "That's the boy who likes my frogs!"

"Really?" Lizzie said, apparently uninterested.

"So," Franny said, turning to face Lewis. "I heard you were adopted by Mrs. Robinson last Friday."

"Yeah, I was," he said, shutting his notebook. "She and Bud are great parents."

"Really?"

"For sure."

"That's cool. So, about frogs having more musical ability than people..."

Lewis and Franny had a riveting discussion on how frog's vocal chords differ from human's, and how they can produce different sounds. Franny was absolutely in love with Lewis' knowledge of the amphibian and even asked to come over to Lewis' house to study and discuss the topic of frogs. Lewis couldn't help but comply. Franny's smile seem to light up the whole sky and her eyes were full of curiosity and wonder-like a scientist's desire to gain more knowledge. Just like Lewis. By the time Franny had scribbled down her number and vice-versa, they were at the school. They slung their backpacks on their shoulders and headed off the bus. Coincidentally Franny and Lewis were both in Mr. Willerstein's class and their first class was his signature-science.

"Alright, class, today we'll be studying frogs. Partner up and come tell me your partners."

"Frogs?! Yes!" Franny exclaimed. She quickly located Lewis and dragged him by the arm towards Mr. Willerstein.

"Mr. Willerstein, Lewis and I have agreed to be partners, right, LEWIS?" she said sweetly.

"Uh, yeah!" Lewis said, looking somewhat baffled.

Mr. Willerstein raised an eyebrow but nodded and jotted their names down on his clipboard. Franny gestured for Lewis to follow her to the group table and saved a seat for him. Lewis took a seat next to her and she excitedly said, "This is so exciting! We get to study frogs!"

"Yeah, you're right," he said, smiling.

Franny blushed.

"Now, class, let's get started!" he said. He pulled out a large cardboard box from underneath his desk.

"What's that?" Franny asked. "Maybe he brought in some frogs to perform a song!"

Lewis' mouth tasted like rust. Franny was not going to like this project.

"Uh, Franny, actually it seems like-"

"Not now, Lewis! I'm waiting for them to start the chorus!" she looked like she was about to watch a famous band's live concert.

"Franny, I-"

"Don't sass me, Lewis! I know karate!" she said.

Lewis closed his eyes and plugged his ears as Mr. Willerstein stuck his gloved hands into the box, and pulled out a frog carcass.

Franny screamed in horror and her eyes welled up. "How could you do this?!" she exclaimed.

"Do what?" he asked.

"Kill that poor frog! H-He had so much potential..." she sniffled.

"Wait, Franny, actually this is-"

"Murderer! Killjoy!" she said. "He could've been the next Michael Jackson!"

"Franny! This is just a synthetic model of a frog!"

"A what?" Franny asked.

"He means it's just a model, not a real frog," Lewis told her.

"Oh," Franny said, stammering. Some kids in the class snickered. However they all remained silent when Franny shot all death glares that said, I will find you and kill you in your sleep.

"Well, now that we've clarified some things, we can start the project. The first thing we'll be studying is..."

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