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╏つ ͜ಠ ‸ ͜ಠ ╏つ Amphibia
╏つ ͜ಠ ‸ ͜ಠ ╏つ ANGSTY DRABBLE
"This is ridiculous!" Frod exclaims, pacing back and forth across the little table in their little house. The being chose Domino's form- which stung, as Domino had been gone for a solid three years now- and Anne took a moment to just. Bask in the sheer insanity of her life. She was talking to a god. In a cat.
"What's ridiculous is you making a body that cracks like china," Anne replies, holding up her right hand. A deep, jagged crevice went down her middle finger and into the palm, zigzagging into places unknown beyond her shirt. "You do realize that's not how human bodies work, right?"
Frod plants their butt down, tail lashing. "I think we can both agree you proved incapable of maintaining a human body when you blew it up that one time."
"So you made me out of glass?"
"Clay. Sort of. It's hard to contextualize it to terms you know." They held out a paw. "Shake, human."
Anne snorts but places the wound down. Frod tsks, rolling the fingers around in their paws.
"This is bad," Frod murmurs.
"You don't say."
"I'm being serious, child. This body is made to sustain you for eons. It was going to be your hub after you passed. It relies on the strongest part of you- your emotion."
"You know how often humans hurt each other's feelings? Not your best plan, dude."
Frod fixes her a glare. Anne shrugs and falls silent. "This is more than just hurt feelings. This is a deep, ingrained emotional complex. Don't you have a therapist, woman?"
"My best friend is a therapist," she quipped.
"She can't be both!" Frod's back arched. "How could you possibly be unfulfilled? Life has given you everything you could ever want! A promising career! Close friendships! A heart condition! What more could anyone want?"
"Gee-" said Anne, crack slicing up her throat and to her chin. She stared down numbly at the feline. "I wonder what I could possibly be missing?"
"Stop making a joke out of this! You're going to-"
"I died ten years ago," she snarled, eyes flashing blue. Frod went still. "You took most of my family away from me! Do you even realize how messed up that is? You're literally to blame for all of this."
"But..." Frod hesitated, eyes wide. "In the stories, the heroes-"
"This isn't a story," Anne emphasized, feeling the buzzing shard go across her eye. "And, even if it was... this is your bad ending."
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Gandalf: And if Frodo jumped off a cliff would you--
Sam: I’m coming Mr. Frodo!

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