Frog and Toad Are Friends

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A double-drabble, for Marcy’s Frog Challenge (rest in peace, Rupert).

 

First posted for Marcy’s Frog Challenge on the Me and Thee list.

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Rosey Dobey had left behind an empty pop can, a colorful hair doo-dad, and a book.

“‘Frog and Toad are Friends’,” Hutch read. “The hospital has improved your reading tastes.”

“Ha ha.” Starsky toyed with the doo-dad. A wave of fatigue blurred its colors.

Hutch thumbed through the book. “‘Frog ran up the path to Toad’s house’,” he read. “‘He knocked on the front door. There was no answer. ‘Toad, Toad,’ shouted Frog, ‘wake up. It is spring!’ ‘Blah,’ said a voice from inside the house.'”

“Blah,” Starsky repeated. “I can relate.”

Hutch thumbed further. “I’ll skip the gory details. But in summary, Frog tries everything to get Toad out of the house, and eventually resorts to changing the calendar.”

“A trick. Figures. Why didn’t he just tell Toad that he was lonely?” he asked, over a cavernous yawn.

Hutch flipped through a few more pages. “It appears he did…” He watched Starsky’s eyes lose the battle against healing sleep.

“…but that doesn’t always work,” he continued in a whisper, taking the hair band out of his partner’s slack hand.