#dr. jan

[amphibia-a-day]

Day 1427 of Amphibia Screenshots

Episode: Froggy Little Christmas

[lovers-lake]

Day 8's non high f/o is Dr. Jan

[noelle-rambles]

Amphibia screenshots I've taken over my time watching the show pt.7

what I have learned from watching this show is that sprig has gotten so much brain damage (and that i like the calamity trio over everyone else)

pt1 pt2 pt3 pt4 pt5 pt6

[mothicalspoken]

headcanon that Terri and Dr. Jan were working on the portal late one night and Dr. Jan gets up from whatever she’s doing and she’s like “alright time to head home-” and turns around and there’s Terri. face-down, face mashed into her computer, snoring. and Dr. Jan is just like “what is with people who seek portals and not getting enough sleep” and just. gently wakes her up or puts her jacket over her or 

[wayward-delver]

The Ending of Escape to Amphibia was epic!!

(Spoilers obviously)

[smart-and-dumb]

Amphibia Incorrect Quotes: Part 4

Bog: How did you know it was me?

Anne: Your eyes. You're the only one in the world who can look that annoyed with me.

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Dr. Jan: It's unhealthy to eat anything after 7pm.

Anne, eating cake at 3am: Well luckily time is an illusion

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Sprig: Why can't dinosaurs clap?

Dr. Jan: Because their hands are too sma--

Anne: Because they're all dead.

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Anne: Wanna know what's exactly 3.14 ft long?

Anne: A π-thon.

Sasha: Istg-

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Sasha: Don't use negative words in a positive talk.

Anne: Electrons.

Sasha: I should kick your ass.

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Sprig at 4am: So if you dress like a cowboy does that make you ranch dressing?

Hop Pop: For the love of frog go to sleep, it's been a week-

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Anne: i slept for 12 hours but i might still be tired so let's go for 12 more just in case.

Polly: that's coma.

Anne: sounds festive.

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Sasha: Hey babe, can you call me other pet names?

Marcy, sad: Why? Is there something wrong with ‘my peepeepoopoo baby honey cakes bun bun’?

Sasha:

Sasha: No, never mind I love that.

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Bully: Oh look it's the fucking nerd.

Marcy: See, I have my calculator right here and if I put in this formula--oh? Look, it says you're a little bitch.

Anne, leaning towards Sasha: Should we stop this?

Sasha: Oh hell no, I just made popcorn for this.

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Anne: We need to think straight.

Sasha: Well, shit.

Marcy: Sasha, now is not the time.

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Mrs. Boonchuy: Take me to art museums and hold my hands

Mr. Boonchuy: But they said not to touch the masterpieces

Mrs. Boonchuy: You smooth motherfucker

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Olivia: you fainted, do you remember anything?

Marcy: just the ambulance ride to the hospital

Olivia: That wasn’t an ambulance, I drove you

Marcy: But I heard a siren

Olivia: That was Yunan

Yunan: I’m sorry, I got nervous

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Molly Jo: I have really high standards I don-

Sprig as Frog Man walking in, tripping and falling face first on the floor: I'm okay!

Molly Jo: I want him.

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Sasha: Okay, yeah, I LOVE Anne! I have loving feelings for Anne. But does that mean I am IN love with Anne? No—

Sasha:

Sasha: Oh my God. I’m in love with Anne.

Sasha: Why didn’t you guys tell me?

Grime: We thought you knew.

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Polly: In these trying times, we need to appreciate the little things

Hop Pop: Of course I appreciate you Polly!

Polly:

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Hop Pop: When I said, “Bring me back something from the beach,” I meant, like, a seashell.

Sprig, struggling to hold a seagull: Well you didn’t fucking say that.

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Sasha: Dad, I'm hungry.

Grime: Hi hungry, I'm Dad.

Sasha, tearing up: Did you just make a dad joke?

Grime, sobbing: Did you just call me dad?

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Marcy, at 3AM: "Sleepy" sounds so much better than "tired." Everyone needs to stop saying "tired" and start saying "sleepy."

Sasha, trying to sleep: I'm so sleepy of your shit

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Sprig: they don't want to talk to you. The only way to earn their friendship again is to do the chicken dance.

Sasha: seriously? That is humiliating.

Sprig: guess you don't want your friends back then.

Sasha: ugh fine

Sasha: [does the chicken dance]

Anne and Marcy: go white girl! Go!

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Sasha: Okay, I helped out on the farm, I cooked dinner, I gave the tadpole a bath after chasing her for five hours, I preened the sparrow's feathers for him, I polished that snail's shell, and I had to find those lightning bugs again to give Marcy's game a charge. Do you forgive me now?

Anne: What? I never asked for any of that.

Sasha: Huh?

Sprig: Hey, my fiddle needs new strings. Can you help with this, Sasha?

Sasha: I'm going to cut your legs off, you little f-

Hop Pop: [uses a spray bottle on Sasha like a cat] No. Bad human.

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Olivia: Wh- why are you carrying Anne while standing on a table?

Yunan: we decided to start a play and we're rehearsing.

Olivia, sighs: where's the Grubhog?

Anne: behind the couch please hurry-

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Stumpy: I THOUGHT YOU INVITED US OVER FOR A SLEEP OVER!

Wally: I did?? What's the problem?

Felicia: You invited us to a sleep over at Ribbiton Manor!

Wally: Oh...OH! I didn't tell you did I? My last name is Ribbiton.

Felicia: Stumpy.

Felicia: Stumpy.

Stumpy: What?!

Felicia: Please marry him.

Stumpy: FELICIA-

Wally: I accept.

Stumpy: Wally-

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Anne: Let’s play hide and seek.

Marcy: Okay! Sasha, you count!

Sasha, after counting to 50, sighing heavily: “You would not believe your eyes...”

Marcy, from the bathroom: IF TEN MILLION FIREFLIES

[starsfic]

Anne: Hey, Dr Jan, hypothetical question. If the Moon was destroyed, what would that mean for the planet?

Dr Jan: Oh my, the effects of that would be catastrophic! The planet’s rotation would triple in speed, resulting in winds going at a rate of 480mpr, which would doom animals such as birds and bugs! The ocean currents would slow down, killing almost all sea life! Tidal waves would devastate landscapes, the seasons would be uninhabitable, and we would face the worst Ice Age known to mankind!

Anne:*horrified stare*

Dr Jan: But luckily the Moon is in one piece and we don’t have to worry about it.

Anne:

Anne: "Okay I'm going to go god mode to make sure everything's okay."

Jan and Sasha: "Wait what-"

Anne: "BYE!"

[salad-of-potatoes]

Girlfriends