Boonchuy residence living room...

"And now, the internet," Anne said dramatically as she opened her laptop. Sprig and Hop Pop gasped.

The former said, "The answers to the mysteries of the universe right at your fingertips!"

The latter said, "It's an endless well of knowledge!"

"More like an endless well of cat videos!" Anne turned on the YouTube app and played the old Keyboard Cat video. Everyone went "Awww!"

"Do you think he's self-taught?" asked Hop Pop.

Anne showed another video of a cat dancing and they went "Ooooooooo!"

The sound of the door knocking made Anne take her eyes off the screen. She opened the front door to find Giorgio. "JoJo? What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be sleeping? It's still daylight."

"Polly invited me to come, said it was something important," he replied. He entered the house and closed the umbrella. Anne quickly ran around to close the curtains, making sure no sunlight came in. Giorgio saw what the Plantars were doing. "So, you decided to show them the joys of the internet, Anne? Careful. It's also the number one source of porn."

"What's porn," asked Hop Pop. Giorgio whispered something in his ear, making him scoff. "That's all? JoJo, you know Amphibia also has erotic artwork and brothels. That's nothing to be ashamed of."

"Is it something you let Sprig and Polly watch?"

"Not at all."

"Oh, thank frog."

"What are they talking about," asked Sprig.

"Nothing, nothing," Anne said frantically. "Ooh! Look, another cat video!"

"Hmm, what's this video," asked Sprig. "'Cat Bending Tree'?"

Anne shrugged her shoulders and played the video. On it, a boy was talking to his cat. "Okay, Charlie. Do the thing." The cat, Charlie, walked over to a tree and began to scratch it. To Anne and the Plantars' amazement, the tree began to bend and curl. "Did you see that," exclaimed the boy. "My cat is magic!"

"Pretty cool effects, huh?" Anne asked Giorgio.

But he looked at the video with shock. "Those weren't special effects, Anne! That cat is a Stand user!"

Anne pinched the bridge of her nose. "Of course it's a Stand user. Why couldn't YOU get a Stand, Domino?!" Her cat glared at her, then walked away with a huff.

"Anne," said Giorgio, getting back to the matter at hand. "Similar videos having been popping up all over the Internet in the past five months. Dad was right. The Stand user population has increased while we were in Amphibia. All because I couldn't get that arrow back in time!"

Anne said, "Don't feel sorry for yourself. If anything, I'm the one who should. If I hadn't let Sasha and Marcy convince me to steal that stupid music box, we could have found the arrow."

"What's in the past is done, Anne," said Hop Pop.

"That's not what I'm concerned about," said Giorgio. "Sure, normal people without Stands see these videos as nothing more than mere special effects, but what happens when they meet a Stand user in real life? To them, Stands are psychic powers or magic, and we all know what happens when people encounter something that threatens the status quo. We could have a witch hunt on our hands if the situation gets more out of control! Especially if they find out about the likes of DIO, Yoshikage Kira, and Diavolo."

"Well, in time they could get used to it," said Anne. "I mean, Wartwood got used to you and me."

"Yeah, only AFTER they tried to drive us away with torches and pitchforks!"

Suddenly, Polly burst in from the garage door, covered in oil and grime. She had an ecstatic look on her face as she said, "Guys, guys, guys! I did it! I fixed Frobo!"

"Frobo," asked Giorgio. "How could you do that, Polly? He's been reduced to a head and an arm!"

"Oh, ye of little faith," said Polly. "Come on, check it out!"

The kids and Hop Pop shrugged their shoulders before entering the garage. What they saw made them stop in their tracks. Polly had attached Frobo's head and arm to a broken washing machine with lots of electrical wires and Christmas lights. And for legs, Polly attached a bunch of cans together and put them under the washing machine. The little pollywog leaned against Frobo's head, feeling proud with herself.

"So, what do you think," she asked. "Pretty impressive, right?" She patted Frobo's head, only to get shocked.

"Impressive's one way to put it," said Anne.

"Uh, Polly, it looks like you just connected a bunch of junk to his head," said Giorgio. "This isn't going to work."

"Shows what you know, JoJo! He was moving a few minutes ago!" Polly hopped down and grabbed the plug. "You guys ready for this?"

Anne, Sprig, and Hop Pop began to feel uneasy. "Polly, I don't think you should turn him on yet," said Hop Pop.

"Yeah. Are you sure you even know what you're doing?"

"Of course I know whta I'm doing, Anne. Everything's gonna be just fine," said Polly as she plugged Frobo. Nothing happened.

"Something's supposed to happen, right?" As if responding to Sprig's question, Frobo began to fire eye lasers wildly, blasting holes in the house and leaving scorch marks everywhere in the garage, and almost hitting Domino.

"Finally, my new one-of-a-kind limited edition controller just came in," said Mr. Boonchuy...only to have one of the lasers destroy the package. "Awww..."

"MUDA!" Giorgio punched Frobo in the head while Anne pulled the plug before he could do anymore damage. "Polly, what were you thinking," Hop Pop said angrily. "You could've just killed us."

"Sorry. Sorry," said Polly as she hopped into the robot's washing machine body. "I know he's got some kinks to work out, but..."

But Hop Pop put his foot down. "Nuh-uh. Enough of this. I forbid you from working on this robot further."

Anne said, sympathetic with Polly, "I'm with Hop Pop, Polly. I think we should wait till we get back to Amphibia. Then maybe we can find someone who knows robots, you know?"

Polly turned to look at Giorgio, who shook his head. "I'm sorry, but I agree with them, too. Amphibia's technology is centuries ahead of its time. Unless you plan to bring Albert Einstein and Alan Turing back from the dead, no one on Earth could possibly understand it, not even those in the Speedwagon Foundation."

"I know you miss him, we do too," said Sprig. "But you just need to be patient."

Polly looked down sadly. "Hey, how about a new robot friend to play with?" Anne asked as she dug through the trash and pulled out a toy robot bear. "This is Teddy Ruxpin. He used to be my best friend." The sight of the toy made Polly cringe with fear.

"I eat eyes..." Everyone gasped. Did the toy say what they thought it said? "Cream. I eat ice cream."

"Oh," said Hop Pop with relief.

"Well, that's fine," said Sprig.

"Loggle would like this thing," said Anne.

Polly slapped the toy out of Anne's hands and said angrily, "How dare you? Frobo can't be replaced!"

"I want to nibble your fingers. He he," giggled Teddy Ruxpin. Giorgio responded by stomping on it while shouting, "MUDA, MUDA, MUDA, MUDA, MUDA, MUDA, MUDA, MUDA, MUDA, MUDA!"

"OK. Creepy bears aside, DON'T work on Frobo," Hop Pop said sternly.

"Maybe you guys are right," Polly said with a sad sigh.

"Wow. That's surprisingly mature of you," said Anne.

Giorgio on the other hand said, "I'm not buying it. I know you, Polly. You're too stubborn to quit when you put your mind to something!"

Realizing he was right, Hop Pop quickly took everyone out of the garage, locked the door and slid the key under it. "There! Now nobody can get in!"

Anne said, "How am I going to get in?"

Polly pouted and folded her arms. "Can I at least watch some videos on the laptop?"

"I don't see why not," said Anne.

Giorgio returned to the hotel room and plopped onto the bed. "So, how was your visit," Giorno asked as he ate his lunch.

"Awful," said Giorgio. "Polly's still trying to fix Frobo, and when she turned him on, he tried to kill us! I know she means well, but she doesn't know what she's doing."

"I don't think she should turn him on even if she manages to fix him," said Giorno.

Giorgio faced him. "What do you mean?"

"You said he took some damage to the brain, or CPU, when Andrias destroyed him, right?"

"Yes, why?"

"That kind of damage can do irreparable changes to a person's personality. Phineas Gage, for example, was never quite the same when a tamping iron ended up going through his brain. If Polly turns him on, it might not be the same Frobo she knew."

Giorgio looked on in thought.

Later that night, Polly cleaned up the mess in the garage and sat in a chair. "JoJo's not the only one with lock picking skills. 'I forbid you,' Hop Pop said. 'It's dangerous,' Hop Pop said. Hmm. The look on their faces was pretty funny, though, huh, Frobes?" The robot sat silently. "Oh, right. You're still broken." Polly wiped away her tears. "But don't worry, we can fix you. I just need to educate myself. Anne did say you can learn anything you want on the Internet. I guess we should give it a try. Fasten your seat belt, Frobes. We're going in."

Two hours of web browsing later, Polly hadn't found anything particularly useful that could help fix Frobo and she was already getting tired. "Well, that was two hours of my life I'll never get back. Oh, hey. What's this?" The video that caught her attention was titled "We Built A Panda Robot (Extreme)". The creators of the video was a pair of two young women called "IT Gals".

Their names were Ally and Jess. Ally was an Asian American with black hair with pink highlights and wore a blue jumpsuit, a pair of goggles and green sneakers. Jess was an African American with her hair tied in buns and wore a purple striped shirt, a beige sweater tied around her waist, brown pants and green boots. Both women's clothes were covered in oil and grime.

Polly read the description of their channel, "'T Gals. Just two girlfriends who really love robots'. Coooool!" She clicked on the video, and it showed the robot panda dancing.

"Isn't he adorable," asked Ally.

"I just can't with that belly," said Jess.

The panda fell over and the text "It's cute!" appeared above it.

"Just goes to show, anyone can make and maintain a robot if you have the will, the know-how..."

"...and our step-by-step tutorials," Jess finished Ally.

"And remember, if it doesn't compute, it's time to reboot," both women said, before they screamed when the robot panda caught fire.

"Welp, that's all I needed to hear," said Polly as she started the first video on the playlist.

"Welcome to the IT Gals Self-Help Playlist. First up: Gearing up."

"The keywords are safety..."

"...and style."

Polly put on a worker's hat and jumpsuit and took out the tool box. Cue the video montage.

"If you find that you're having problem with the sockets..."

"...try finding any problematic lug nuts and tightening them up."

Polly entered Frobo's washing machine body and tightened any loose nuts she could find with a wrench.

"Connect the red and blue wires."

Polly connected the two wires together.

"Don't forget to add cosmetics for flavor."

Polly put stickers on Frobo's legs.

"You'll be surprised what tools you'll find just lying around the house."

Polly took out a paper clip.

"All right. it's time for today's topic: Souls. Do robots have them?" asked Jess.

The robot panda beeped in response. Ally patted its head and said, "It is our belief that anything with memories has a soul."

"And boy. Do robots have memory, am I right?"

"You've heard from us, now we wanna hear from you."

"Chime in down below in the comments."

The video ended and Polly said, "Interesting query, ladies, just about finished." She hopped off Frobo after making a few adjustments to his head and pressed the red button on a remote control. But nothing happened. She let out a scream of frustration and asked, "Why aren't you turning on? Mmm... It's time to call in the big guns."

Polly contacted the IT Gals via video chat. "Hello," they said. "How's it going?"

"Uuh... Hi. My name's Polly. Big fan. Long story short: I have a bit of a robotics issue."

The IT Gals saw Frobo in the background of Polly's video and were ecstatic.

"OH MY GOSH!"

"Is that a robot?"

"He's beautiful!"

The panda toy tried to make a sound only to be swatted away by Ally. "Out of my way, Pandatron."

"Tell us everything," insisted Jess.

"Well, he had a bit of an... accident," said Polly. "I think I've done a pretty sweet job of putting him back together, but he just isn't powering on."

"Well, what are you using as a power source," asked Ally.

"I just took some batteries out of the TV remote."

"Ooh, no. That will never be enough."

"You could try a battery module with a compatible connector and corresponding voltage," said Jess.

Ally showed Polly a picture of what Jess was talking about on her phone. "Like the kind they put in those creepy animatronic children's toys."

"I think I've got just the thing," said Polly as she glanced at Teddy Ruxpin.

"Oh. But Polly, I definitely wouldn't turn him in your garage," said Ally.

"Yeah. You'd need to be in a big space, like a warehouse and have tons of fire extinguishers," said Jess. "That thing looks like it's capable of a lot of output."

"I'll say it again: DO NOT do this at home."

"Heck. We can actually help you rent a space. It'll take a couple of weeks, but we-"

"Thanks, girls. I'll take that into consideration. Bye!" And with that, Polly ended the call.

Ally asked a worried Jess, "Do you think she's gonna turn that thing on?"

"Oooh yeah..."

Polly ripped open the Teddy Ruxpin's stuffing to reach for the battery. "Just a nibble," it said. "I swear." Polly yanked the battery out, shutting the cursed thing up for good. Then she took the TV remote batteries out of Frobo's head and replaced it with the toy's. "This is it. When I hit this button, HE'LL BE BACK!" Polly declared with some dramatic lightning. Then she gasped. "I should get the fam."

In the living room, Anne, Sprig, and Hop Pop were watching Star Wars. "I still can't believe you guys like the prequels more," said Anne.

"Look, Anne, we just watched them in order with no context," said Sprig.

"You can't blame us for not having nostalgia," said Hop Pop.

Polly burst in and shouted with glee, "I did it! I fixed him!"

"YOU DID WHAT?!" everyone shouted.

"I thought you were looking at cat videos," said Anne, realizing she had been tricked. With a snap of her fingers, she said, "Gosh dang it, Polly! You outfoxed me again."

"Guess JoJo was right about you not quitting when you put your mind to something," said Sprig.

"There was deception, yes, but I got help on the Internet and now if I press this button, he'll be back. Yay, right? Say it with me now. YAAAAY!"

But to Polly's dismay, Hop Pop replied angrily, "Didn't I forbid you from working on him? It's way too dangerous for you to be messing around with things you don't understand."

"Yeah. My hair is still singed from the last time you 'knew what were doing'," said Sprig as he air quoted that last part.

"What if when you turn him on this time, he blows off your legs," asked Anne. "You just got your legs. It's awesome that you fixed him but I think we should wait till we get back to Amphibia to turn him on. Just to be safe."

"Seconded," said Hop Pop with finality.

"Thirded," said Sprig.

With angry tears forming, Polly said, "I don't believe this! After all of the work I've done, after how much I've missed him, you three wanna leave him dead?" Anne, Sprig, and Hop Pop looked uncomfortable. "WELL, WHO NEEDS YOU GUYS?!" She ran back into the garage and locked the door and jammed the keyhole with her Ripple.

"Wait, Polly! Get back here!" shouted Sprig.

Hop Pop pounded on the door. "Polly! Don't do it! It could be dangerous!"

"I ain't waiting another second to see my best friend again." The little pollywog pressed the red button and electricity surged throughout the house as the robot slowly turned on.

Meanwhile, Mr. Boonchuy was playing an RPG on his computer. "All right! One more hit and this ten-hour boss battle will finally be over." The power surge caused the computer to shutdown, much to his frustration.

Frobo activated, but, something was off about him. His eyes were blue and his voice was more robotic than normal. "Start up engage. Model number F0-R1. Factory settings restored."

Polly hopped on him and asked, worried, "Frobo? Is that you? It's me, Polly!"

"Username not recognized. Will now attempt to make contact with headquarters. A higher vantage point is necessary."

"'A higher vantage point'?" In response to Polly's question, Frobo's thrusters activated and crashed through the garage's ceiling, taking a screaming Polly with him.

"Hang on, Polly," Hop Pop shouted as he, Sprig, and Anne ran out of the house, but really, what could they do other than watch helplessly as the robot flew higher into the sky. At that moment, the IT girls arrived on their scooter. "Hey, do you guys know Polly? Little kid? Has a tail? Built a crazy robot?" asked Jess. Anne, Sprig, and Hop Pop pointed up. What the IT Gals saw made them scream "OH MY GOSH!"

Meanwhile, Giorgio was doing his late night exercises on the rooftops when he saw something fly up into the sky. "What the? Is that Frobo...AND POLLY?!"

As if Polly's troubles weren't bad enough, Frobo's thrusters stopped. "Booster malfunction detected," said Frobo.

"That can't be good," said Polly. Then she screamed as the robot began to plummet to the ground. Damn you, gravity.

"Hold on, Polly," shouted Giorgio as he used his veins to grab onto Frobo and swing himself up to him. "Cool, just like Spider-Man," he thought out loud.

"Alien life form," said Frobo. "Must destroy."

Giorgio's eyes widened a little. "Uh-oh." Frobo fired lasers from his eyes but Giorgio ducked just in time.

"Frobo, stop!" shouted Polly with tears in her eyes. "It's JoJo! Our friend! Frobo!"

Giorgio saw they were about to hit the ground. With no other option, he shot the jets of air out his eyes and sliced off Frobo's head. Then, he grabbed Polly and launched himself into a tree in the Boonchuy's backyard. As for Frobo, he crashed into the backyard, forming a huge crater. When the dust cleared, all that was left of Frobo was a pile of scrap metal.

Polly jumped out of Giorgio's arms and ran to Frobo's decapitated head. He did not respond. "No, no, no, no, no, no!" She pounded her fists onto the metal, crying. Giorgio jumped down from the tree and approached her. "Polly," he said. "I am so sorry."

"You should be," she shouted with angry tears. "I worked so hard on him and you broke him all over again!"

"Hey, he just saved your life," said Hop Pop. "I told you that thing was dangerous, and look what happened! This is what you get for not listening to me!"

"Dude," said Anne gently. "She's gone through enough, don't make her feel worse."

Polly continued to sob as she held onto Frobo's head. "I'm sorry, Frobes. I was so impatient with bringing you back to life that I killed you all over again." As she cried, Anne, Sprig, and Hop Pop rushed to her to give her a hug. Giorgio stayed on the sidelines, looking away. Ally and Jess held onto each other and cried.

One of Polly's tears dripped onto Frobo's head and into his internal hard drive, causing an electric shock. Images played through the robot's mind.

I will call you... Frobo.

Can we please keep him? I'll be his big sister.

Polly, I will save you.

Frobo's eyes blinked, then turned from blue to yellow. "Po...Po...Polly?"

Everyone froze when they heard that voice. Polly looked down and tears of sadness became tears of joy as she hugged him. "Frobo! You're alive! You big lovable lug! I'll fix you right this time and be slow and careful. No matter how much I miss ya."

This made Anne, Sprig, and Hop Pop go "Awww!"

Giorgio made a sigh of relief and said, "Hey, Frobo, sorry for the whole slicing your head off thing back there. Forgive me?"

"So sorry I shot at you," said Frobo.

"Guess that makes us even."

At that moment, the IT Gals slid down the crater to inspect the robot's head. "Sturdy," said Ally.

"Impressive," said Jess.

"Looks like his hard drive is still one piece at least."

"I think next time. we just need to tune the PID controllers."

Polly agreed with Jess and said, "Oh yeah. Increase his lateral and longitudinal stability. Totally."

"Mmm... I'm just curious, what was the covariance of the pose estimate coming out out of the SLAM module?" asked Ally.

"'Simultaneous Localization and Mapping'? Well..."

Anne, Sprig, Polly, and Giorgio watched on as Polly and the IT Gals chatted away in nerd speak.

"Wow, Polly really got into this computer stuff, huh?" asked Anne.

"Dio li fa e poi li accoppia," said Giorgio.

"I don't know what you said."

"I said birds of a feather flock together. Those three really hit it off. Heck, they don't even care that Polly's a frog."

"Mmm... Maybe we shoulda used the interwebs to educate ourselves too instead of watching cat videos," said Hop Pop.

"And porn," said Giorgio.

Sprig grabbed Anne's phone and said, "Did someone say cat videos?" He played a video of cats and together with Anne and Hop Pop they started dancing. Giorgio looked at them, then shrugged his shoulders and said, "Ah, what the hell." before dancing with them.

Mr. Boonchuy, attracted by the noise, ran outside and screamed. "AAAHHH! THE BACKYARD!"

Meanwhile, Funny Valentine was in his rented penthouse, having a phone call with his wife. "And how did you like the present, Scarlet? ... That's good. Sometimes I fear I spoil you. ... No, I cannot go home yet. That girl and her amphibious friends are still here. As the one who took the first napkin, I have to make sure they don't stray from the path I set for them. ... Don't worry, I'll come visit on Thanksgiving, and do that thing you love so much. ... Yes, me playing the mandolin upside-down. ... I love you too, dear." He hung up the phone and grabbed a bottle of wine and poured himself a drink. He had a feeling he was being watched. "I see you decided to accept my invitation."

"When you told me the descendants of DIO were here, I had to come, Mr. Valentine," said someone in a corner of the room. It was an African American man wearing a business suit with a leopard pelt hanging from his shoulder. "I'm curious to see what they can do, what with Giorno Giovanna being in charge of the most powerful Mafia gang in all of Italy. Of course, for a job like this, I do require payment."

Valentine sipped his wine and said, "It's all there. Count it if you like." He tossed a money bag and it landed in front of the man's feet. "I am curious, though. Why are you obsessed with DIO?"

"It would have offered me the chance to kill an immortal being. Alas, Jotaro Kujo robbed me of that chance in the 1988, so I must settle with DIO's spawn instead."

Valentine nodded. "I see. Feel free to do as you please with them. But I don't want any innocent blood shed. And if you get caught, I won't be there to save you."

The man stood up with his money. "You underestimate me, Mr. Valentine. I never get caught."

"Never say never. There's always a first."

As the man left, Valentine finished his drink. "I only hired you to keep Anne, the Plantars, and Giorgio on their toes. In actuality, I've sent you to your death."

⬅ To be continued...