Marty decided he had to find the Tree Frog Girl once and for all. It had been a mistake probably to get out of the woman's house without the answers to his questions. WHy did she tried to change him back...why him?
He had already planned that he'd go to the same spot at night to catch her and then he'd go to the witch's house if his previous plan would fail. There he was sitting on the bed when he heard a knocking on the door. He stood up and opened it to find the corridor empty. Someone had left a pool towel in the middle of the hall and Marty for someone reason quickly got there to pick it up. He was taking it fron the floor when he understood he'd fallen victim to a simply trap. He heard the noisy steps and giggles getting inside his room; he tried to be quicker but when he got there the two kids form the balcony where already there waiting for him a laughing.
"All right, kids, I want you out of my room before I call your parents" he said.
"They're not here they are both in a trip to somewhere boring..." the blonde one said.
"We're cousins"
"I don't care. Who cares? I'll call hotel security" he said. Marty sat on the bed and picked up his phone.
"Then you will not have this!"
Marty looked behind him and the blonde one happily held a blue beach toy bucket in fornt of his face. He scooped a hand inside and threw something on top of the bed. Marty looked at the brown spot moving - a roach.
"Eat it, froggy!"
Marty told him to fuck off but immediately after his stomach betraid him with a growling sound. He looked at the roach with saliva in his mouth, a while after his tongue flickered and he caugth it bringing it to his mouth. The kids cheered themselves with happiness.
"We have many more in here" the kid said. Marty was actually starving and since he had the frog tongue just thinking about the normal human food would make him sligthly nauseated. The roaches seem much tastier than the Eggs Benedict at the Hotel's Buffet.
"Ok. You get your amusement to see me eat and I get the bugs" he said reaching his hand for the bucket. The kid retreated and exclaimed.
"No way! Let us feed you, frogman!" said the brown haired.
"Go on, Simon, it's your turn to throw it" said the blonde one. Simon scooped a roach and threw it up in the air. Marty followed it with its eyes and made his tongue dash but failed to catch it. The bug fell on the floor and the kids booed him.
"It's harder than it looks" he said after munchin it.
The blonde one, Michael, looked at Marty with a grin in his face. Gosh, Marty was sure that he was going to be a basic dumb bro when he grew up.
"Sit like a frog!"
"No! I'm not your monkey?"
"Do you want the bugs or not? I've got a delicious worm in here...we got it fresh from the soil. What are you going to do about it? Because we'll say you tried to pedophile us if you don't!"
"What the fuck! You devils! And it's rape, there's no such thing as pedophiling someone!" Marty said.
"Thank you, now you've taugth us" Simon said all shitty. Marty did fell stupid after being fooled by a ten years old boy. And they were right...what was a twenty something guy doing with two little boys inside of his room. He sighed and jumped on top of the bed squatting like a frog. Michael presented him the maggot which he devoured and even had to croak after as requested. One by one they ended all the bugs in the bucket - made him roll, croak as if he wanted to mate and jump on the bed. Marty wanted to punch them in the face so badly...
"No more bugs? Then there you go out of the room..." he said. The kids smiled and got out to the corridor, Marty slam the door with strength feeling miserable for having been a monkey in the hands of two boys.