Claude Frollo at nineteen years old: oh no, my parents died. I’m gonna raise my baby brother and love him with all my heart :,)
Claude Frollo at twenty years old: oh no, someone left this poor deformed little boy on the foundling’s bed. I’m gonna take him in and do my best to give him a halfway normal life :)
Claude Frollo at thirty-six years old: oh no, a sixteen year old is dancing on the street. I’m gonna try to rape and/or murder her for a year until she dies and my adoptive son kills me






















