Disclaimer: When We're Human belongs to Disney and is originally sung by Michael-Leon Wooley, Bruno Campos, and Anika Noni Rose


{Chapter IX "Meet Alfred"}

Lovino yawned when he woke up and attempted to bury his head deeper into his pillow, and then he noticed two things: his pillow was kind of squish and breathing. Lovino instantly screamed and jumped away from Antonio.

"Good morning, Lovino," Antonio said.

"How…how do you know my name?" Lovino asked.

"You talk in your sleep."

Lovino sighed. "Whatever bastard, I'm going to make a raft so we can get back to New Orleans."

"Well then I'll go back to sleep." Lovino groaned and jumped out of the tree as Antonio lay back down.

"Ow!" Antonio exclaimed after being rudely awaken by an acorn hitting his head.

"Wake up sleeping beauty! We've got to get back to New Orleans," Lovino nagged.

Antonio sighed and jumped onto the raft Lovino made, grabbing a stick with a spider web on it as a make shift guitar. "Music to paddle by," he explained as he started playing an upbeat tune.

"You know I could use a little help here." Antonio played the tune louder. "How about you stop picking and…" Lovino gasped when an alligator swam up behind them.

"I know that tune!" The alligator exclaimed and started playing the same upbeat tune his trumpet. "Dippermouth Blues!"

"Where did you learn to play like that?" Antonio asked him in surprise.

"The Bayou is the best jazz school in the world. Old Alfred would give anything to play with the big boys."

"Why don't you?"

"Oh I did once. It didn't end well…"

"Well it was nice meeting you Alfred, and thank you for not eating us but we've got to go," Lovino said as he dragged Antonio away from where he followed Alfred to.

"Where are y'all going?" Alfred asked.

"To find somebody who can break this spell," Lovino explained.

"What spell?" Alfred asked.

"Brace yourself mi amigo," Antonio said. "We're not actually frogs, we're human."

Alfred burst out laughing. "Y'all serious?"

Lovino sighed and pointed to Antonio. "This bastard got himself mixed into a voodoo mess and-"

"Like the kind Mama Lizzie do?" Alfred asked nervously.

"Mama…who?" Antonio asked.

"Mama Lizzie. She's the voodoo queen of the bayou," Alfred explained.

"Can you take us to her?" Lovino and Antonio asked in unison.

"Facing razor-sharp pricker bushes and trappers and hunters with guns? No," Alfred said. Lovino sighed and shrugged but Antonio smiled at him.

"Allow me," he said and walked back over to where Alfred laid down and played a soulful tune. "To bad you can't come with us, Alfred. Just like it's too bad that you're so large and toothy so you can't play to adoring crowds." Alfred's eyes widened and he stopped playing. "Oh well. Adiós."

"It's not going to work, bastard," Lovino told him.

Antonio put up three fingers. "Three…two…on-"

"Hey guys! I just had me an idea! What if I got Mama Lizzie to turn me human?" Alfred asked excitedly.

"You are a genius, Alfred!" Antonio exclaimed as he pulled Lovino onto Alfred's head with him.

Alfred jumped into the swampy water, started playing another upbeat tune, and started singing. "If I were a human being

I'd head straight for New Orleans

And I'd blow this horn so hot and strong

Like no one they've ever seen

You've heard of Louis Armstrong,

Mr. Sidney Bechet?

All those boys gonna step aside

When they hear this old ex-gator play,

Listen…" Alfred played loud, joyful notes on his trumpet as he paraded around the bayou.

"When I'm human

As I hope to be

I'm gonna blow this horn

'Til the cows come home

And everyone's gonna bow down to me"

Antonio beamed, picked up his stick and spider web guitar, and starting singing as well.

"When I'm myself again

I want just the life I had

A great big party every night

That doesn't sound too bad

A redhead on my left arm

A brunette on my right

A blonde or two to hold the candles

Now that seems just about right

Eh, Alfred?

Life is short

When you're done, you're done

We're on this earth

To have some fun

And that's the way things are

When I'm human

And I'm gonna be

I'm gonna tear it up like I did before

And that's a royal guarantee"

Lovino rolled his eyes and swatted away the butterflies that appeared around Antonio. "You are getting married!"

"Right, I'll just have to leave a trail of broken hearts behind me," Antonio sighed, and then both he and Alfred stared at Lovino.

"What?" Lovino asked.

"C'mon, Lovi!" Antonio pleaded.

"You have to sing," Alfred added.

"Don't call me Lovi! And I don't sing!"

"Lovi you're too cute! I heard you on the balcony, remember?" Antonio reminded him.

Lovino glared and pointed at Antonio. "Your modesty becomes you

And your sense of responsibility

I've worked hard for everything I've got

And that's the way it's supposed to be

When I'm a human being at least I'll act like one

If you do your best each and everyday

Good things are sure to come your way

What you give is what you get

My nonno said that and I'll never forget

And I commend it to you"

"When we're human

And we're gonna be" They sang together.

"I'm gonna blow my horn" Alfred sang.

"I'm gonna live the high life" Antonio sang.

"I'm gonna do my best to take my place in the sun" Lovino sang.

They all smiled at each other and finished their song. "When we're human!"


A/N: First off I would like to admit that I absolutely loved writing this scene. I love it in the movie and writing it was just so much fun. I'd also like to admit that while proof-reading this chapter I would sing the parts out loud, especially Lovino's because during the movie I tend to sing Tiana's parts /).(\

Anyway, again I'd like to say thank you everyone. Y'all are so wonderful, I love you all. Also, I'd like to mention again that I AM taking requests. It doesn't have to be from a movie or whatnot, just a random prompt I could do. I actually have another Spamano fanfic idea based off of a book I read.

Also, I have a four day weekend (finally!) so I'm hoping to be able to write and update a lot over this weekend. Hopefully I'll be able to update LTG and TVBD. Hoping to be on again later!

Ciao, Athineath