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Bessie pulled the Fwagon up a steep hill with had a large field at the top. Hop Pop and Polly were watching her do so, Hop Pop driving as Polly just observed. Inside the Fwagon, Anne and Sprig were watching a movie on her phone while Marcy and Maddie were practicing magic. Felicia was making dessert for there next stop with some help from Sasha and Ivy.
"Sure you have enough, Mrs. S?" Sasha asked as she packed scones into a bag.
Felicia smiled as she started a new batch. "Yes. Checking out the map, we're just a few days until we get to Newtopia."
"Think we'll find anything?"
"Well, even if they don't, frogs from all over the world go there to seek guidance from King Andrias. It's a perfect place to sell my bake goods and get the word out." Out of the corner of her eye she saw a froggy little hand reaching for a scone, and she easily slapped it away.
"Mom," Ivy complained, rubbing her hand.
She waved a finger. "I told you. You can have a couple after lunch."
They returned to making the scones, and Sasha pressed further into the topic of the king. "So, lots of people go to this Andrias guy?" Sasha asked.
"Yes, our King is over thousands years old. He has centuries of wisdom, knowledge," she replied. "Also one of the biggest hearts."
"Really?"
"Yeah, did you know that our Princess was actually adopted by our King? The poor girl. Her parents died, and he was willing to take her in. Such a kind man."
She was quiet for a moment. "You think he'll know anything about finding us a way home?" Sasha asked. She didn't wanted to get her hopes up, and if this King guy didn't know anything about getting them back, then this trip would've been waste of time. "It's just, this trip will suck if we came out here for no reason."
"All I can say is that Newtopia is our best bet." Felicia's voice was soft, trying to sound comforting but honest at the same time. "There is really not much we can do at this point."
Sasha sighed. "I guess you're right." She paused working to throw her arms up in annoyance. "There was nothing the old man's book, either! Just some warning about how it's dangerous." Yeah, no kidding, not like it got us stuck in a frog world, she thought, aggravated.
"We'll figure something out." Ivy patted her arm, Sasha relented enough to give her a little smile.
Meanwhile, Maddie and Marcy were reviewing the former's spell book, since brewing a potion would've been a bad idea both due to being in a vehicle and the fact that Marcy hadn't slept at all last night and had even less coordination than usual, which was really saying something.
"Newtopia!" Marcy grinned, the bags under her eyes looking like bruises. "I can't believe we're almost there! I'm just sad this might come to end so soon. I know that it's wrong, but I don't want it to end."
Maddie knowingly glared up at her friend, "Didn't Cynthia Coven once say that once an adventure ends, a new one begins?"
"You're right." Marcy looked down with a sigh. "I just hope the next town is nice."
"I hope this doesn't end." Ivy walked over with a smirk, taking a bite of a dessert she managed to steal from her mother. "Bandits! Cannibals! Vegetable monsters!" Ivy pumped her fist in the air. "I'm ready for anything! So, anyway, made any new spells?"
"Well, yeah, I made one last night when we stopped. Check it out," Maddie said before she took a sip of a glass next to her, and she completely disappeared.
"Where'd she go?!" Ivy and the sleep-deprived Marcy looked around, bewildered at her disappearance, at least until the latter remembered.
Maddie suddenly appeared behind Ivy and shouted, "Boo!" The frog girl yelped and leapt into Marcy's arms with fright and glared at Maddie, who was now laughing.
Ivy regained her composure and jumped out of the human's arms. "That was so cool!"
"Thanks," Maddie replied, her monotone voice not matching the prideful blush on her visible cheek.
"It only works when you hold your breath," Marcy informed her, "although we are trying to work on ways to make it better."
She yawned and nearly collapsed, and both frogs exchanged a look. "Maybe you need to get some sleep?" Ivy suggested.
"I think I'll be fine. I'm gonna go get one of Anne's energy drinks."
Don't you get it mother?" Mariah asked from on the screen. "I know you want me to be a ballerina, but my heart belongs to hip hop. Are you disappointed?"
"Oh, sweetie, I'm actually proud of you. All that hipping and hopping was breathtaking."
"Oh, mother!"
"Oh, Mariah!"
Anne started mouthing the word to movie, crying as it ended. "And that, Sprig, is the masterpiece, Point to Poppin."
"Talk about an emotional roller coaster." Sprig shook off the latent emotions and smiled at Anne as she picked up her phone to see what else they could watch. Marcy came in as she was doing so, yawning.
"Hey, Anne, do you still have any of the energy drinks."
"Yeah, I think so." Without looking down, she reached in her backpack and pulled it out, tossing it to her friend.
She downed it in one go and immediately perked up. "Wow, that really works! Thanks! Bye!"
She'd only just left them alone when the Fwagon went over a massive bump of some kind, and Sprig fell off the bed. Anne peered over the edge. "Sprig, are you okay? What was that?"
"Yeah, I think so," he said rubbing his head. "Let's check it out." The headed up on top of the Fwagon, only to see Bessie struggling to get up the steep hill.
"Come on Bessie, come on," Hop Pop encouraged as Bessie kept on pulling. "Almost... there..." The reins suddenly snapped off and they came to a halt. "Oh dang it! The reins snapped off!"
"No, duh!" Polly snapped.
Bessie looked over to see a sheep fly grazing on the grass and immediately chased after it, taking the Fwagon with her. Everyone held on for dear life as they tried their hardest to not to fall off. "Whoa! We got to get these reins fixed, or else we can't control Bessie!"
"Hmm... Let's see..." Sasha then took out a map and saw that a town was near by. "Looks like there's a town just down the road from here. It's called Ribbitvale." She paused. "Wow, is every place here a pun? Anyway, maybe we can find something there that can help us."
"Ribbitvale?!" Ivy gasped, her eyes widening as she recognized the name.
"The most expensive town in all of Amphibia?" Sprig jumped with a grin. "Oh, we have to go."
"Can we go? Pleeeeeeease?" Sprig and Ivy got into Hop Pop's face, begging and pleading on their knees.
"Ribbitvale?! No way! We aren't spending a copper there!" The Fwagon finally stopped as Bessie purred next to her sheep fly.
Anne shrugged. "Looks like we don't have much of a choice, HP."
He looked very resigned to his decision. "Okay, fine," Hop Pop sighed before turning around to face the kids. "But when we get there, don't get sucked in by all the fanciness." They all paused as they noticed someone was missing. "Hmm... Where's Marcy?"
"I dunno, she ran off after I gave her an energy drink."
Sasha looked at Anne, bewildered. "You really think that Marcy and an energy drink is a good combination?"
"Well, she was yawning her butt off at the time."
"There she is." Polly pointed, stopping the argument before it could get much steam. Marcy could be seen cuddling up to a sheep fly.
"So cute, so soft," she whispered, stroking it. "Hop Pop, can we keep it? Can we keep it?" Marcy gave him her best puppy dog eyes. "Please?"
"Marcy, leave that sheep fly alone." Hop Pop said. There was no way he was submitting to the kids' whims again.
"Awww." Marcy pouted before walking back to the Fwagon, but not before pulling off a small ball of wool and rubbing it against her cheek. "So soft."
The group walked towards Ribbitvale, Hop Pop using a giant leaf to lure Bessie along with while the kids looked around to see the city shimmering in the sunlight.
"Holy moly, this entire place is made of gold!" Marcy took out her notebook, beginning to scribble down her thoughts. "Interesting. The gold looks pretty well structured for civilian use, and it supports the building well, which is odd, since it's such a weak metal. Judging by the height of the building..." She continued to mutter to herself, but everyone else tuned her out.
The citizens of the town mirrored the wealth of the city with a drastic change of clothing compared to all the other towns they'd stopped in.
"So this is what a rich Amphibian looks like?" Sasha looked around, wrinkling her nose at all of the gold. "The snobs are so vile they have gold houses. What, do they have gold toilets, too? Still, imagine if we got sent here instead."
"I prefer the charming old farm of Wartwood next over this," Marcy replied, looking up from her book for a second, "although imagine getting sent to Newtopia! Working with the King, going on adventures and dangerous quests!" She gazed off into the distance, very clearly daydreaming.
"I would be running the place within a day," Sasha smirked. "Although, having some badass armor would be rad."
Maddie's scoff sounded from behind them. "Yeah. A butt rich Amphibian, telling you how to eat property, or how to speak like old woman."
"Oh, dearest Maddie, would you be so very kind as to accompany me to dinner tonight?" Ivy asked in a proper Victorian-era accent, barely holding back laughter.
"Oh, I'm sorry, my fair Master Ivy, but I have to go to boring event about silverware," Maddie replied in kind, the accent not really working with her gravelly voice, and the two burst and started laughing.
Polly hopped up behind them with a devilish smile. "What do you jest on? Truly, it must be hilarious!" she said in the voice.
And all three girls absolutely dissolved into laughter.
Felicia had started wandering around and scanning the store fronts, and Felicia was sure that a single dress on display would be more then they would ever make with the tea shop. Marcy walked up next to her and looked at the dress, commenting, "This place sure is fancy. "
"Guess so. But I'll always be country girl at heart. These big shiny places aren't my cup of tea." Felicia smiled, and a thought occurred to her. "Maybe I should charge more for my tea here." She turned around at the human to see Marcy drawing in her book. "What's caught your eye?"
"Hmm..." Marcy looked over it and turned her eyes back to strange markings on the ground, of a frog-like foot. "It's just this symbol. It's the same one as in Wartwood, and I've seen them around all over our travels."
"That's just the coat of arms for Amphibia. Each of the toes represent the various species of Amphibia, with a Frog, a Toad and Newt. The foot is for the Salamanders," Felicia explained.
"I know that, it just... looks like a plate or something... Strange..." Marcy tapped it.
As they were pondering, the others were gazing at the city around them. "Guys, look! So shiny... so sparkly...!" Sprig gasped, his eyes wide. Pretty much everything in the town was adorned with gold trim, and it shined immaculately to the high heavens. Polly even joined in, pointing and gesturing around them.
"No, none of that!" Hop Pop snapped, spraying Polly with a water spritz.
"It's like nothing I've ever seen before! A ten-tier fountain! A solid gold snail carriage! There's even a One-Eyed Wally—wait, what?"
There was a unanimous double take as everyone focused on the frog in question, and no one could believe it. Sure, he was wearing one of the fanciest get-ups they'd ever seen, but it was still clearly him!
"ONE-EYED WALLY?!" they all yelled as they ran up to him (sans Felicia, who was curious but also a little mortified at the public display). He looked a little nervous when he saw them, but Anne continued.
"You didn't tell us you were leaving the Valley!"
"Oh, umm—" Wally started, but got cut off by the older frog next to him.
"Wallium, you know these pungent common folk, do you?"
"Uhh, yes, father. I met them on my business travels," he said awkwardly.
"These must be your servants from Wartwood, then."
"Servants?!" Hop Pop interjected, clearly offended. However, Wally quickly walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder, rather forcefully.
"Yes, that's right, father. These are my servants." He went to pat Polly on the head, but she just grabbed his wrist and nearly crushed it in her grip. Wally's dad didn't seem to notice, though. Instead he just introduced himself to the Plantars.
Next up he went to Anne, Sasha and Marcy. "So, these must be some exotic beasts you've tamed. Though I would've had them stuffed." His father laughed as the others looked at him, extremely annoyed. He sauntered up to Felicia. He took a bow, took her hand, and kissed it. "Charmed. You must be the fair betrothed that is with my son."
Felicia shoved him back. "What?! I'm a wid..." Wally got between, and took a hold of her hand, to which she crushed her in grip. His eye twitched, a very fake smile still glued to his face.
"I am Wigbert Ribbiton," the man continued, oblivious.
"RIBBITON?! As in Ribbiton's Ribbons?"
"The finest web crusty floss in all of Amphibia?!"
Hop Pop and Felicia were both in absolute shock (and embarrassment that they never second-guessed Wally's lack of a last name).
"That's us!" the rich guy said. "And when I retire, Wallium here will be head of the Ribbiton family empire, right Wallium?"
"Right, father! Can't wait for that." Wally gave a heavy sigh at the end. Anne could tell he was clearly lying, but she couldn't really figure out why he wouldn't want that. Back in Wartwood, he was basically a bum! Something just didn't add up here. Before she could ask though, Wigbert spotted Bessie and her lack of reins.
"Hello, looks like someone needs repairs. My mechanics will make her right as rain in no time." He snapped his fingers and a large group of small frogs came running to pamper the snail.
"Oh, mighty kind of ya!" Hop Pop said with a smile.
Wigbert invited them to come back to their mansion with them. Wally seemed apprehensive, but everyone drowned him out with their acceptance. If he was going to claim that they were his servants, then he would at least have to treat them to this seemed to be the common consensus.
And, again, as they walked to the mansion, Wally tried to grab Felicia's hand, but she slapped him away again.
When they got to the mansion they saw that it was stupidly gigantic, with a massive golden fence around the entire property and even some giant pet peacocks in the front yard. Wigbert led the group inside and through the halls to a room.
"Wally, you have siblings?" Polly asked, looking at a painting of three eggs hung on a wall.
Wally and Wigbert gazed away with sorrowful pain. "They didn't make it. They died before they hatched."
"Oh..." Polly's eyes dropped to the ground.
"It's sad to think, I was in nest of four, and only I survived. My first egg didn't make it." There was a sense of sadness in his tone.
"Neither did mine." Felicia gripped Ivy's shoulder.
"You're joking?" Sasha asked, bewildered.
"It's just the way things are girls." Felicia looked away, her mind drifting back to the depressing fact that eggs had low rates of making it, and thus almost every parent had lost an egg or two. "When the Flours had a set of three triplets hatch, it was truly a miracle."
Wigbert lead them to their rooms, and they were huge! It had a bed that was big enough to fit at least a full grown human adult, a big plush chair in the corner, and a massive ornate chandelier hanging above everything. The walls (and everything else, for that matter) were draped in extravagance as well, of course, simply as a show of wealth.
"This place is magnificent!" Hop Pop exclaimed before jumping onto the bed and just laying there for a minute. Sasha was quick to call him out, though.
"What happened to 'look away from the fancy'?"
"It don't count if you don't have to pay for it," Hop Pop countered, which was fair enough. Before he got too comfy, though, Sprig suggested that they go exploring about the mansion. Hop Pop seemed to be perfectly fine with it, but Anne and Felicia opted to stay behind in order to finally get some answers out of Wally.
The various other frogs and humans filed out, and the girls turned to look at Wally, arms crossed and unimpressed expressions on their faces.
"Sooo, 'Wallium', what's going on here?" Felicia said in air quotes. She'd known the blue frog for over five years now, and she couldn't believe she never pieced it together, or even questioned when he would disappear every other weekend.
"Yeah, I thought you were a fun loving tramp, not some little rich boy?" Anne added.
They needed to get to the bottom of this. Thankfully, Wally wasn't trying to hide anything anymore.
"The truth is I live like a bum in Wartwood because, well, it's what I love! This life may look nice, but there's so many rules. And if my family knew the real me, well, they'd disown me for sure!"
"What? No way!" Anne said with a shake of her head. "Family always sticks by family, no matter what. Just be honest with them. Tell them the truth, and I know they'll support you. Just like my favorite movie: From Pointe to Poppin'."
Both frogs gave her a weird look as the scene played out in her head.
"Well... I don't think the movies on your phone should be taken at face value," Felicia said, but she did have to admit, "but it is true that lying will only make things worse."
"The problem is that it's just too risky." He shook his head and lifted up the edge of a floorboard, pulling a concertina out. "I have to hide these around the house or I'd lose my mind!"
"I still think you should be honest with them. Worst case scenario, they tell you to leave and go back to Wartwood, which you just admitted is where you're leading a life you love. I mean, what do you have to lose?"
"Well, come with me and I'll show you." He gestured for them to follow, and with a shrug, they did.
Elsewhere, the Plantars were searching the castle. Polly looked one way, then another, only to declare, "Welp, we're lost. Probably gonna be stuck here forever."
"Oh, I know. Let's just open some doors at random. One of them's gotta be an exit." Sprig opened a door, only to see that in the room, several frogs were taking a steam bath.
"Sorry," Hop Pop said with a nervous smile, "carry on." He closed the door, and the sweat on his brow wasn't just from the steam.
In another room, there was broken furniture and three frogs hitting a chair with bats. The Plantars closed the door, opened another, and one of the peacocks inside said room turned around and revealed itself to be a frog in disguise.
"Man, rich people are weird."
Meanwhile, Sasha and Marcy, along with their frog besties, were exploring different hallways.
"Why would Wally choose living in a dirty, rundown old hut over this place?" Sasha questioned, grimacing over the strange painting on the wall.
"Don't know. Wally as always in a bit strange, Dad told me not to talk to him much," Maddie replied, smiling at the same pictures.
"Just look at the size of this place! You can fit probably half of Wartwood in here," Ivy commented with her usual energy.
Marcy was already burying her nose in a book about the Ribbitons, and naturally she couldn't keep her fun facts to herself. "Did you know that they are the richest frogs in the world?"
"Really?" Ivy looked up.
"Why?" Maddie smirked, "looking for a new dad?"
"Of course not," Ivy said with a roll of her eyes. "It was just me, mom, and grandma. I guess I don't need a dad, because, well, I never had one."
Sasha placed a hand on her head. "Trust me, parents screw up a lot, especially dads, but..." She thought back to Hop Pop. "...doesn't mean they don't care."
"Does this mean you're gonna forgive him?" Ivy asked, her eyes brightening up a little.
"I guess... he's trying, and that means something's right," Sasha awkwardly answered, but their conversation was soon interrupted by a crash. They turned to see that Marcy had tripped over a table holding a vase, which had shattered on the floor.
"Crap! Are you okay, Marcy?" Sasha rushed to her side and took her hands in hers. "Let me see your hands. No cuts or anything?"
"No, I'm fine. But the vase..." Marcy tried to argue.
"Who cares about a stupid vase? You're more important than that."
Anne and Felicia followed Wally as they came to a set of stables that contained large, bug-like creatures, which made sense, since they were bugs.
"So much of my past is here. It would break my heart to leave it all behind." He opened a stable door to reveal a blue ladybug with a pink bow on its head "Meet Fiddleleaf. I've been riding her since I was a wee tadpole." Felicia scratched the top of her as it licked her face.
"Well if you're not gonna tell them, then what are you gonna do?"
"Maybe if they could see how happy I was living in Wartwood, they'd understand and accept me for who I am!" The big smile on his face quickly faded, and his shoulders slumped. "Oh, who am I kidding?" He sat down next to Fiddleleaf with a glum expression. Felicia walked over and placed a hand on his shoulder with a soft smile.
"Well, I'd better go get ready for dinner. It's in thirty minutes, so that's plenty of time for you and your family to get ready too," Wally finished, and he turned to leave.
"Dinner... right," Anne said. He glanced back over his shoulder and flashed her a smile before walking out of the stables. She was about to follow when she saw Felicia staring at her. "...what?"
"Don't 'what?' me." Felicia crossed her arms. "I know that look."
"What look?" Anne said with false innocence.
"Anne, I have two daughters," Felicia pointed out.
"Umm..." Anne scratched her hand uncomfortably, not sure what to say, but she was saved by the rest of the group walked in. "Hey, where you guys been?"
Felicia looked at them, unimpressed, but now that the Plantars were here, she knew she wasn't going to get anything out of Anne, so she sighed and left.
"Rich people are messed up," Polly said, and the rest of the group all nodded in agreement.
"Dude, I've just spent the last hour talking with Wally about how miserable he is. Well, tonight I'm gonna help him come clean."
"Oof." Sprig rudded his shoulder with unease. "Are you sure meddling is a good idea?"
"Pfft." Anne waved him down, "It's not meddling. It's the right thing to do because it happened in a movie. And movies are never wrong."
"...okaaaay."
Dinner went smoothly for the most part—okay, not really. The frogs stared at Sprig, Polly, and Ivy, who were eating like animals, and the stares the girls got made those seem pale in comparison. Maddie was weirding out a couple people, too, and Felicia and Hop Pop just forced a smile and pretended they were a normal group.
"My, this is heavenly," an old frog smiled as she took a sip of Felicia's tea.
"Self made man?" a newt asked Hop Pop rhetorically. "I respect that."
Sasha, meanwhile, was getting fed up with this one little frog staring at her, and she ended up snapping, "What are you looking at, twerp?"
Tears started to well up in his eyes, and she immediately felt bad and looked away.
Anne cleared her throat to get everyone's attention. "To thank you Ribbitons for your hospitality, I have prepared a special! Please enjoy this video of Wally's life in Wartwood. Edited by me." Felicia (reluctantly) closed the blinds so Anne could play the video on large glass screen.
"Wait. What?" Wally asked, standing up abruptly and alarmingly.
First, Wally was playing the accordion on a brick wall, singing, "Oh, I'm a vagrant with a heart of gold," only to trip and fall off.
Another video of Wally waking up in a chicken coop and claiming he "sleeps better with chickens!"
Yet another video is seen where Wally is bathing in a pool, singing carefreely.
It faded to black, and Anne bowed. "Cue emotional acceptance."
Wigbert pulled a disgusted face before taking a deep breath and gritting his teeth as he turned towards his son. "Walliam! That is how you've been acting outside of Ribbitvale? Unacceptable. You have brought shame onto the house of Ribbiton. Worse! You've been lying to us."
"I only lied because I didn't think you'd accept the real me," he tried to explain.
"Well, you weren't wrong. We do not accept this! You are henceforth forbidden to leave this town."
Wally gasped in horror, but it was quickly replaced with anger. "Then you leave me no choice!" He stood up, pulled the ribbon bowtie off of his neck, grabbed a butter knife, and tied the ribbon around it. He then pulled off one of the flashiest dances that Anne had ever seen that resulted in him launching the knife at a small gong on the other side of the room.
"What?" Anne said, still in shock from the lack of complete personality shift from Wigbert. "What does that mean?"
"Family challenge," Sprig answered.
"Come on," Hop Pop told Anne. "You've been here long enough."
Sasha crossed her arms. "Even I know that."
"If my family won't accept me for who I truly am, then I don't want to BE a Ribbiton anymore! I challenge you to a winner-takes-all duel!"
"Very well. One-on-one beast polo! You win, you can leave Ribbitvale and live however you like. You lose, you take over the family business and stay in Ribbitvale forever!"
"I accept!"
Wally stormed out of the room.
"Why did you do that?" Wally asked, feeling more unwelcome then ever before.
"You told me this is what you wanted. You said, 'I wish they could see me in Wartwood'," Anne argued.
"But I didn't actually mean it!"
"Look, I just wanted to help you be proud of who you are. A poppin', lockin', fresh, don't-stoppin', hiphop B-girl."
Wally blinked. "A what?"
"Never mind. What can I do to fix this?"
"You know what Anne, you've done enough already. I've got to face the music on my own." Wally left, playing the accordion sadly and now having to deal with the repercussions of his own secret getting out.
Anne, naturally, felt incredibly guilty, and her first thought was to brainstorm how she could support Wally as he got ready for this life defining game. It didn't take long for everything to be set up, but before she knew it, it was time for the two of them to pick their beasts.
"Hi ho, Crumpet the Frog here, and welcome to the official Ribbiton family challenge. A ribbiting game of Beast Polo. Hey, see what I did there? Ribbiting, riveting? Because we're frogs?"
"Well, this guy's quite the character." Hop Pop replied.
"There something very familiar about that guy," Marcy turned to look at him, her eyes narrowed, but her attention was soon drawn to the game.
"The players will pick their beasts."
"I choose Andromeda." Wigbert said, walking over to the giant beetle.
And I choose Fiddleleaf."
Wally was quickly mocked by his father, who claimed that since he no longer wished to be a Ribbiton, he couldn't use Fiddleleaf or any of their other beasts.
"Then how is he going to play?!" Sasha growled, already tired of this nonsense.
"Seems unfair not to give him a heads up about this," Felicia replied with distaste at the clear unfair advantage.
"Boooo!" Ivy yelled, while Maddie gave a thumbs-down.
"You can use Bessie," Hop Pop offered.
However, all of them were stopped short by a familiar voice screaming over the rest of the crowd—
"I'll be your beast!"
"Anne? You don't have to—"
"Look. If you're gonna go down, you might as well go down fighting. Plus, I got you into this. At least let me try to get you out."
"All right. You know how to do this?"
"No, but I'll figure it out."
Wally sat on Anne's shoulder. Looking at the beetle that Wigbert was using, she saw that while it was bigger than her and could probably outpace her, she'd no doubt be able to turn more easily than it. And so, the game began, with both sides pretty evenly matched. Everyone was astonished by Anne's endurance, seeing as she hadn't slowed down in the slightest despite the game going on for longer than expected.
"This is actually kinda cool," Sasha said.
"Sports aren't my thing, but take him down!" Maddie yelled, and then she was taken aback by herself. "Wow, what was that?"
"That was your first taste of sports cheer," Sprig replied.
"I like it," she said with a grin her usual caliber of creepy, and she turned to her best friend. "What about you, Marcy? Um... Marcy?"
"Wow, sports," Marcy said, vaguely bored, as she watched Anne play.
Eventually the score was tied with the final point hanging in balance as the one to decide the game! Right at the end, the two were racing towards the ball, with Wigbert in the lead. He was just too fast! That was, until Wally pulled a spare concertina out of Anne's hair.
"Wally, how long has that been there?!"
"A season at least."
He used his accordion to hit the ball just before his dad got it, scoring the winning goal.
"We did it!" Anne and Wally yelled as the crowd broke out in cheers.
"I can finally be myself!"
"Well, you can't be yourself without your signature hat," Hop Pop said with a grin, handing over the hat in question. Wally put it on, joyful tears brimming in his eyes.
"Well, son, I concede defeat. I suppose this means goodbye forever."
"I don't want to leave forever. I just want to be able to be me, wherever I am."
"You mean you still want to be a Ribbiton?"
"Of course I do. But you have to accept me for who I am. Both Walliam and Wally."
"I suppose we can do that. Ah, accordion, eh? You know, I used to love playing the jug, but I gave it up a long, long time ago." There was a moment of silence, and he laughed. "Oh, all right. You got me." He grunted and revealed a hole in the field where he was hiding jugs.
Wally gaped. "You've been holding out on me."
As Sasha watched the two of them come to an understanding, she smiled. It figures that family would always be there for each other! Even if it took quite a lot to get him to listen, he at least came around in the end.
She glanced over her shoulder at a certain old orange frog, and she finally did it.
She turned to Hop Pop and gave the old man a hug.
Next episode of Owl House coming this Saturday!
Sad to see two shows I love get cancelled Inside Job and Dead End Paranormal Park. But Phineas and Ferb are coming back!
