Author's disclaimer: I do not own Disney's Meet the Robinsons.
A/N: ¡Hola personas! Mission: chapter 3- completed and hopefully a success. I like this chapter more than the other two because this one goes into my idea on how Franny decided to teach frogs music. But, I hope I didn't mess up on her character in doing so. More importantly, thank you so much for reading and reviewing this story. Here is chapter 3.
Chapter 3: More Than You Bargain For
After another humiliating defeat, Franny sat in her chair slumped in it sadly, thinking of what just happened.
She lost.
She failed.
She was humiliated.
The other students were presenting, but she didn't pay attention to the words coming out their mouth.
Other than there were at some moments of the subject of frogs would come up, except it was nothing that would help her feel better.
But, at the moment she was questioning herself. Something she never had doubts about.
Is it really worth it…
Trying to teach frogs to sing?
What if I was wrong about this, Franny thought.
What if…?
Five years ago
Her family went on a camping trip. Of course she didn't really want to go into the woods and spend a night there.
But, during her trip, Franny decided to go exploring, she was very curious about everything.
So she began to run into the deep forest.
Unaware that she was lurking into an unknown area.
When she stopped and paused to look around, she realized one dreadful thing.
She was lost.
Night was coming fast and she couldn't find her family.
Franny kept walking and found some moss on a tree.
She remembers something about moss and its location points the direction.
The question is …
Was it east or was it west on the side of a tree moss is on?
No clue what so ever.
At this point that was when Franny tried the guessing game.
West it is.
About twenty minutes she realized she was going the wrong way back to camp.
But, when she stopped, it wasn't because she was lost; it was because she found something extraordinary.
She walked into a lushes, green meadow. It was so serene and filled with music.
All her fears were vanished into the night.
Franny paused to take in the scene; nearby she can hear like a stream or a creek of water.
But, it wasn't that sound alone that affected her.
It was the creatures that lived there that were in harmony with their home.
That was when she came across her wonderful, or what it seemed then, idea.
The animals she saw making the beautiful sounds were frogs.
Their croaks were blending in with their surroundings.
But, Franny didn't consider the sounds of the frogs to be croaks but as an actual voice.
Not caring of the other world she came out of, but of the world she was in right now filled with lovely music she was hearing.
She sat there for hours listening to the sounds of nature until her parents found her.
They scowl her for running off, not realizing the song that was being played.
At that point, Franny wanted to devote her life into helping these little, green musicians.
By making their voice become recognize by the world, by teaching them how to sing.
Now it has been five years and she hasn't even come close to getting the world to recognize them.
The school didn't believe her.
Her family didn't believe her.
Not even one person believed her.
She was alone in her idea.
No one was encouraging her to pursue her dream.
Except…
her little, green musicians.
They were the only one to keep her going.
Her frogs didn't even need to express any words of encouragement.
Franny just knew she was the only one to give them a voice to society.
If she gave up, their musical abilities would be wasted.
Wasted…
Giving up?
No, that is not option.
If only someone else was there for her to cope with her struggles.
Is the whole world actually blind by this?
Maybe or maybe not…
The question is now…
What if she was right?
Her thoughts were interrupted when the bell ranged and all the kids ran out the classroom.
There was one thing she definitely did not forget.
"Franny about your idea," Mrs. Gilbert chimed out at her.
To the world right now, she was wrong.