"Don't touch me, I'm already sweaty..."
🐸: accepting !
Skin seemed to tinge impossibly more green as he reeled back,feeling just a little like he’d been slapped in the face. “Oh, I see.”Retracting his front leg, the miniature prince sniffed, “Not all frogs, Mayu!And for your information, those who do have mucous coating’s breathe throughtheir skin and need the anti-bacterial membrane to protect them.” Never mindthat near the ocean was probably the worst place for Frosch to have turned intoa frog, he wouldn’t entreat her for a kiss with an attitude like that.
Taking a single hop away over the burning hot sand, theroyal seriously began to question why he’d come on this trip. It waspractically a death trap for someone of his unique physiology and getting alittle flustered by an especially daring swimsuit was not something he had anyhope of controlling. A shadow swooped over the out of place frog and bulbouseyes rose ever so slowly with a loud gulp. “For the love of—“ Seagulls, as ifhis day couldn’t get any worse, now he was going to be eaten.













