The Princess and the Frog

“Did you just speak to me, little frog?” Ochako asked shakily, “Or have I gone mad?”“I cannot speak to your madness, but yes, I can talk.” The frog looked at her with big eyes. If frogs were able to express themselves the way humans could, Ochako would have said it looked almost apologetic.“Ah, lovely. And why should I not wash my face in the pond?” She asked the frog, her voice high and trembling.“How do you think I wound up a frog?” The frog replied. Ochako groaned, and let her head fall back onto the grass.“Wonderful.”