"Well, sorry 'legs', but I happen to think this is a terrible idea, and im not going for it. I don't want some slimy frog all over me, anyways..." exclaimed Tyamet, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Well, that is unfortanite. You see, I was only trying to be polite, offering you a choice and all, but actually, I say its a brilliant idea, and I happen not to care what you think, as long as you are going to dissagree with me."
"W-what?" Tyamet just stared at the frog, stunned for a minuet, before its tongue lashed out at her, pulling her upwards, right out of the water. She flew through the air a foot or so, before landing flat on her stomach on the lillipad. She began to push herself up when she felt the lillipad bob in the water, as if a great weight on it had shifted. Turning her head, she only caught a glimpse of the frog up in the air, before it fell back to the pad, landing on her, pinning her to it under his weight. The frog placed a hand on each of her shoulder blades, keeping her pinned down, as he began to position himself behind her.
