Chapter Five
"Why don't we go and visit your swamp, Beth? Maybe we can figure out exactly what's happened there..." Kermit pondered aloud, smiling down at the two frogs. Beth's expression went from sadness to astonishment.
"You...You don't believe me!" She yelled, backing up a little bit. "You're just like every other frog I...I talked to. They NEVER believed me!"
"It's not that bad, I do believe you Beth. I..I'm just really suprised that Hopper is still alive after all these years." He looked down at his hands, and frowned deeply. Robin walked over to his uncle and gave him a hug. "Thanks. We need to figure out what's going on with him. Why has he come back with such a vengence?"
Kermit looked at Sara, and sighed softly. "You said your swamp wasn't...too far away from mine, right?"
Sara simply nodded, her arms around her big sister's arm, hugging tightly. Kermit went softly pale, a much lighter green. He had a feeling he knew what the old codger was aiming for.
His family.
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Doc was standing on the old rickety dock, overlooking Leland's biggest swamp, Starry Bay. He chuckled, as he saw the men setting out traps, and nets. He was going to get 'em all.
"Uh....Doc?" Max asked, sitting on top of one of the now-empty crates, going over the numbers on his laptop. "Don't you think this is a little over the top? If you want Kermit's attention, you should just capture a few of the frogs, maybe find out where his family is, then just hold them hostage. Only threaten the others with capture, but not...actually....do...it." His speaking slowed down, as he saw Mr. Eli glaring at Max from beside Doc Hopper. Max blinked a few times, and figured it was the bright Florida sun that was baking his brain.
He swore Eli wasn't there a second ago. But he just shook his head, as Doc walked over to him. He clamped a hand on Max's shoulder and he smiled.
"Now there, Max. See what I've been tellin' ya for years!? You're thinking tiny, small, insignificant! Ya need to think big, and large! If this don't get that frogs attention, I don't know what will!!" He exclaimed, quite happy with himself over the plan he had devised. Eli merely frowned, and sat on another crate, his ever-present cigarette smoldering away.
"I'd rather be back in Manhattan....this place reeks of slime and wildlife.." Eli mumbled, as he pulled out a small phone, tapping a few keys on it. It rang on the other end, and he smiled devilishly. "Hello, Jerry." He laughed softly, continuing his one-sided conversation. "I expect the money by tommorrow, Grosse. Or I will have your nephew. Ah, pleading will not help this case. Money or the nephew, understood? Good. See you in a few weeks, when I get back from this...accursed place. What? I'm in Florida, in some backwater swamp. Another client, if you will. Right, right. The money, by tommorrow 5pm." He shut the phone, and turned his attention back to the two incompentents that had gotten a loan from him.
"Well, now. Who was that you were talking to Mr. Eli?" Doc inquired, curious about this man. He wanted to know more about him, his mind boggled at how he felt like this man was otherworldly, strange and untouchable.
"It was another client of mine, Hopper. Keep your nose to the grindstone, or I'll put it there for you!" The end of the sentence was in a snarl, as he stood up, then walked over to a tree. He quickly lit up into the branches, and settled into a large overhanging branch, watching the chaos of the men unloading equipment and supplies in and around the swamp.
Max shivered when he saw Eli moving about. That man's presense just drove chills down his spine in the weirdest way. He decided he'd go and check up on some of their frog prisoners. He stopped when he saw the large cage, holding about 20 or so frogs. He saw most of the male frogs, those that didn't have a mate, were milling around a corner speaking amongst themselves, they were worried but didn't show it. Then there was the married couples, they clung together, especially the younger newer couples, they were scared. Some of them had tadpoles, or eggs, and they were scared for their children's safety. Then there was two couples of frogs that caught Max's attention the most. Two couples, one was younger then the other. Sitting against the far most edge of the cage, the part that was not underwater, sat Annette Bullfrog, and her husband, Don Bullfrog. Beside them sat the older couple of James and Jane the Frog.
"You're a terrible man, Mr. Max!" The younger female frog spat on his shoes as he walked closer. Max ignored it and kneeled down into the soft murky mud beside them.
"I'm not terrible...I'm just following my uncle's orders that's all." He frowned a little, as he saw the older female seeming to agree with him.
"Although what you're doing is dispisable, I understand that you're following him." She said softly, looking straight at him. "But perhaps you should follow what you believe, you know."
Max looked down for a moment...he never expected the frogs to be wise like she was. He felt a small slippery hand grab his sleeve and yank him towards the cage. Suddenly he was looking up into the face of a very angry male bullfrog. His color was a deep dark forest green with dark yellow spots on his back, his eyes were clear, and were focused strongly on Max now. The frog was easily the size of his chest, and could pose quite a problem if he wasn't careful.
"Where are our little girls?" He said softly, glaring into Max's face.
"D-Don't frogs have lots of children?? Er...tadpoles??" He asked, he was wondering why the bullfrog just said 'little girls' usually frogs have more then just a few children. But he shook his head softly, and listened to the female frog beside him.
She was a beautiful green color, she almost looked like the older female frog. She had no hair, and she wore thick rimmed glasses. Max wondered how a frog could wear glasses, but he didn't let him bother him long. She looked like she was on the verge of tears already.
"Our swamp is near this....fun park, or something....the girls have seen it, but I haven't. When the two of them were just eggs, amongst their siblings underneath the leaf where they hung...something...cousin Kermit called it a 'chemical'. It attacked the eggs, many died then, and only the two of them survived even past tadpole age." She sniffled softly, as the bullfrog wrapped his arm around her, and she started to sob. She glared at Max. "Because of you, our daughters fled the swamp, looking for others to bring help...but...knowing what you do, you've probably already gotten the whole marshland captured now!!"
Max sighed, he wasn't sure what to tell them. He knew it was bad that because of them two little girls were now lost. With all the other frogs, even though they were captured, they at least had their family with them.
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"Let's get to the swamp guys!" Kermit shouted happily, standing like a general in Scooter's jeep. Piggy, Scooter, Gonzo, Kermit, Fozzie, and the two little frogs were going down to the swamp to see what was going on with Hopper now.
Scooter just laughed, and cranked the engine up as he barreled down the highway, going towards the swamp. Piggy had tagged along, because she knew if it was Hopper again, she wouldn't want to leave his side. They were getting nearer to the swamp now, she'd fight tooth to nail to keep Kermit with her. She kept that in mind as dirt was being kicked up along the sides of the jeep, and she had a tight grip on her head scarve, her teeth gritted.
"This is for Kermie....and I will endure this. I am a strong pig...AHH!! WHAT'S THAT!?!?!" She yelled seeing Arnie the Aligator as they got deeper into the swamp. Kermit laughed softly, and saluted Arnie.
"Stop the jeep Scooter." Kermit said, tapping Scooter's shoulder.
"Right Chief!" He stopped it suddenly, nearly sending Piggy snout first into the backseat. Gonzo went flying out of the backseat and landed in a tree. He laughed as he slid down the tree's trunk, and did a backflip landing perfectly on the ground.
"That was awesome! We should do it again!!" He yelled, as he hopped back into the backseat. He was muddy and dirty and he was getting everyone around him absolutely groady.
"Shut up Bananabeak! Kermie's trying to talk to that aligator.." Piggy snapped at him. She turned her attention to the two of them.
"...so you said that all of the frogs in Crystal Springs...AND Starry Bay were captured!?" Kermit said, getting more and more worried by the moment about this. This was more then just hundreds of frogs on tiny crutches.
This was his family. And his friends. He was not going to take this sitting down on the lilypad.