Clara looked at, Akelloacapra, was it? Then she held out her hand.
The Doctor put his hand on Clara's arm, pushing it down.
"They don't shake hands here," he said. "They . . croak."
"Oh, right . . frog people," Clara said. "Erm . . how does one croak?"
"No, no, /THEY/ croak. You do nothing," the Doctor said, then turned to Akellocapra.
"Showtime," he told him.
The Croakians filled their lungs with air, before letting out a loud croaking sound, all at the same time.
The Doctor and Clara just watched.
"Welcome on Croak," Akellocapra said, making a small bow to Clara. "I'd like you to meet my son, Mushulu, my daughter, Kulisha, and my wife Teshika."
When their names were being mentioned, Mushulu, Kulisha and Teshika all made a small bow. "Welcome," they all said.
Mushulu didn't seem to be able to look away from Clara as soon as he had looked at her.
When Clara noticed, she flashed him a slight smile, wich instantly made him look away. If frogs could blush..
"Anyway, we're here by mistake," the Doctor said. "So we really must be on our way now."
"But you just got here," Mushulu said in a hurry. "We have so much to show you. Clara, be my guest," he said, holding out a hand for her to take. "I'll show you around. It could be fun."
"Oh, I don't know," Clara said, looking at the Doctor slightly.
The Doctor hesitated, before letting out a slight sigh. "Oh for god's sake, /fine/. But be back in an hour. I'll be leaving. /With/ or /without/ you."
A wide smile formed on Clara's face, before pulling him into a tight hug, wich she knew he hated.
"Clara.. You know the rule.. NO hugs." He held his hands up in 'surrender'.
She let go of him, smiling. "Thank you, Doctor," she said, before turning to Mushulu. "Well then, show me around."
Mushulu, in turn, smiled as well, before grabbing Clara's hand. "It's tradition," he said. "Holding hands."
Clara forced a smile, but it felt weird, holding a frog's . . hand? . . paw? . .
Mushulu started walking, a big grin plastered on his face.
"You're going to love it here," he told Clara. "Our sunsets are beautiful."
"You have sunsets here?"
"Well," Mushulu said. "They're not /really/ sunsets. They just look like it. But they're absolutely amazing. You'll see."
The first place where Mushulu took her was the city of Croak. It looked nothing like a swamp. It looked like . . a /actual/ city.
"So this is where you live?" Clara asked. "It looks nothing like a swamp at all. I mean, that's what the Doctor said. That you all live in a swamp."
Mushulu grimaced slightly. "We used to," he said. "But that was decades ago. Now we all live in a house. Just like humans do. We used to live on Earth, Billions of years ago. But when the humans came, they wanted to hunt us down, so we had to find ourselves a more peaceful place to live in. We're not much of a fighting race. We like peace and quietness."
"So you moved to a whole other planet.. That must have been awful."
"Oh, it wasn't that bad actually," Mushulu said. "It's quite beautiful in here, and so peaceful. We've lived here over hunderds of years now.. Oh! Look!" Mushulu excitedly pointed at the sky. The 'sunset' was about to begin..