Brad’s belly was full. He descended to waters and let his body soak as if he was taking a hot, bubbles bath.
“What do we do now?” he asked.
The other frogs, Dirk and Chris shrugged their shoulders.
“We’ve thought about going to the witch house to talk to her. She might take us and turns us into potion ingredients.”
“We’ve just …you know, relaxed a bit. Hanged around…there isn’t much you can do.”
“I’m really intrigued now…I start to think I randomly turned into a frog.”
Brad nodded. He looked up and his tongue caught a fly he then munched. Looking in the distance he saw his house. The lights were on, in this moment someone should be seeking him. He didn’t know exactly what to do.