SvFoE - FrogStar Greentext Story – Ribbeta’s Plight

A silly story about a ridiculous idea that I've had about a terribly crack ship between Buff Frog and Moon Butterfly, as well as the resulting Frog Monster girl of that union. A less more serious take on that Mooffee Lizard Star AU with actual effort.

This is a story about Ribbeta Anzhelika Babochka of the ship MooFrog.

FrogStar Green – Ribbeta’s Plight

>It was one of those normal hot Californian days over the small town of Echo Creek. A rather uneventful day overall and particularly boring at the local school, Echo Creek Academy.
>It was lunch currently at the school and many students filed into the cafeteria with homemade meals in hand or lined up for the processed foodstuff that was being served and whose origins were highly questionable.
>In the middle of the lunchroom, sitting alone at a table by himself, was the young Marco Diaz. Known as the “safe kid” by his classmates, Marco was currently in the middle of eating a large sandwich as he waited for his best friend to arrive. The strange exchange student known by the name of Ribbeta Anzhelika Babochka, who was a magical monster princess from another planet.
>And sure enough, in walked the strange and alien form of said princess, a half Mewman and half Frog Monster.
>She was a dark grey-green skinned humanoid with hair that was an even lighter and paler grey-green, with large bulbously round eyes like that of a frog and with a mouth that had lips that curved upwards at the middle.
>She had what looked like dark grey fins poking out from the top of her head with a small headband that possessed two round orbs with black dots which made them resemble cartoonish eyes.
>Upon her cheeks were what looked like lily pad symbols, further adding to the kind of Frog theme she had going, with a pale violet skirt dress, blue and purple stockings, and turquoise boots.
>As she entered, Ribbeta looked around the room for a bit looking for Marco and once the two had sights of one another, he waved over to his friend so that she could come and sit with him. Which she did enthusiastically with quite a pep and hop in her step.
>Seeing Ribbeta so happy put an infectious smile on Marco’s face and he greeted her as she neared.
>”Hey Ribbeta, how’s it going-“
>” Oh komrade Marco! Arrrghh ! Today is very bad day, Ribbeta know not what do now zat I am depressed.” Ribbeta suddenly said despairingly as she neared the table.
>It seems that Ribbeta’s good mood wasn’t really good after all and her bright smile did a complete 180 as it became a deep frown.
>Marco of course was troubled to see his friend so suddenly sad and he watched her take a seat near the table with a defeated “flop”, placing her head on the table face first.
>”Why are you so down Ribbeta?” Marco asked simply.
>The Frog girl looked up at him with those large circler eyes of hers and said sadly, “Today I vent to gym for cheerleader tryouts bekause I hear zat all good teenage earth girls bekome cheerleader. Is great honor. I make my presence known by bursting into gym and shout traditional Mewssian greeting.”
>Ribbeta then stepped up onto the table and brought her hands up to cup her mouth as she shouted out loudly, “A nu chiki-briki i v damki!”
>The shout went out across the whole cafeteria, causing scores of students to stop their eating with disturbed annoyance and stare at the table in the very center of the room, right at Ribbeta and Marco.
>”Uh Ribbeta, you think you could use your inside voice.” Marco hurriedly whispered as he tried to make himself look smaller due to all the sudden attention.
>” Oy blyat, sure thing komrade.” Star responded, and quickly took a squatting position on top of the table.
>Marco would have told her to not stand on the table like that, but he knew now that to tell Ribbeta to not squat on things was a futile attempt.
>”Alright, why don’t you continue with your story then Ribbeta?” Marco suggested, to which the Frog Girl responded, “Khorosho, most good.”
>”So as I vas saying, I kame into gym after shouting traditional greeting, kausing many heads to turn and receiving much attention. I like. Zen head cheerleader Brittney kome in, I tell her, cheerleader group is gud but pyramid is weak like stack of blin. Then Brittney say funny yelling joke at Ribbeta, joke about getting out now or getting sued. Hilarious.”
>”I tell Brittney zat Ribbeta has kome to bekome true Slavic super star cheerleader, earn much fame. I tell her zat I dance better zen any Gopnik back on home planet of Mewssia and zat niet one kan perfom great Kossack dance as good as Ribbeta.”
>Ribbeta then began to demonstrate said dance, staying in her low squat position as she began to kick her legs out right from under herself in a repeated movement.
>However, she nearly kicked Marco in the face as she did this dance so he got her to stop her demonstration before she kicked his teeth out. Again.
>”Ribbeta, can you please just finish your story so I can know what has you so upset?” Marco asked, to which Ribbeta complied.
>” Surrre zing mayonnaise. So zere I vas doing great kossack dance when all of sudden, stupid soggy knee Sabrina trip and fall on Ribbeta. Ribbeta mad at Sabrina for disrespect shown and say to her, You dare impugn honor of princess and daughter of Mewssia yellow belly Sabrina?! Arrrrghh! If zis vas old planet, Ribbeta vould have slapped you vith Mewssian trout for such transgressions! Arrrrghh!"
>Ribbeta then began pretending to be holding a large Mewssian trout like some kind of weapon and made swinging motions as she imagined herself beating Sabrina senseless with said fish.
>Marco gave Ribbeta a long look of unease at this display and as she recounted her tale. He began to wonder how exactly he should respond as Ribbeta continued her story.
>”So I vas about to send Sabrina to gulag for 10 years of blin, but zen Brittney screamed some more funny jokes and tossed Ribbeta out of gym vith bare hands. It vas pretty good overall, but not as good as babushka when tossing back vodka and bears, niet niet niet.”
>”Uh huh, so that’s why you’re upset?” Marco asked as he bagan to understand Ribbeta a little better now. Not by a lot, by marginally better by some.”
>”Da, sad bekause not being able to be true slav super star cheerleader now, too bad so sad for Ribbeta.” Ribbeta said with a defeated tone and she slumped back on the table face first.
>Of course Marco couldn’t stand to see his buddy feeling so down and he attempted to lift Ribbeta’s spirit.
>”Come on Ribbeta, no need to feel so glum. So you had a bad moment, no worries because you have the rest of the day to have some fun. Besides, you got a call from your mom and dad right?”
>”Da.”
>”That’s good, they don’t call often so any time the do really makes you happy. Just think about that, by the way how are you’re parents?” Marco asked for he had not yet met Ribbeta’s folks and thus didn’t know what kind of people they were.
>”Father and mother is doing vell, bekause today is Tuesday and on Tuesday gopnik peasants revolt against superiors, meaning zat father and mother must go out and crush rebellion. Kill many, suffer much. Tuesday is good day.”
>Marco didn’t really know what to say after this. At a loss of words, he just decided to remain quiet and finish eating his sandwich. Allowing Ribbeta to do her own thing as he ate.
>A few minutes then passed and a lot of students had already finished their meals and began to leave the cafeteria. Marco had finished most of his lunch and was now currently enjoying a pudding cup that he had brought with him from home.
>Ribbeta meanwhile, was currently busy sitting perfectly still. Completely still, utterly unmoving, and not even blinking once.
>And it freaked Marco out a lot cause it seemed like she was just staring at him and he didn’t even know why she would be staring at him so intensely.
>Marco had to say something because he couldn’t fully enjoy his delicious generic pudding cup when Ribbeta kept freaking him out with that large bulbous eyed stare.
>”Um Ribbeta? ... Why are you looking at me like tha-“ Marco stopped, he began to hear a buzzing noise and all of a sudden, a large fly landed right on the tip of his nose.
>Then without warning, a great big brownish-pink tongue shot out at the blink of an eye and caught the fly on its large roundish tip. Taking the fly right off the tip of Marco’s nose and retracting right back into Ribbeta’s mouth.
>Needless to say that this scared the ever living poop out of Marco and he jumped back enough to slip out of his chair and hit the ground in a tumble.
>”You alright komrade?” Ribbeta asked Marco as she came around the side of the table to help him back up.
>Marco had landed on his back and while it wasn’t a comfortable fall on the hard tile floor, he was still relatively alright. His pudding however had spilled out and now covered a portion of his signature hoodie.
>”Yea I'm alright, but I thought I told you to watch what you use that tongue of yours for Ribbeta?” Marco attempted to remind the Frog Girl in a slight huff. Upset about the loss of his treat and how his hoodie was now dirty.
>”Man, it’s going to take a week to scrub this pudding out of the fabric.” Marco complained.
>”Oh I so sorry friend Marco! Arghh ! Ribbetta has wronged you greatly by defiling your sacred red hoodie, red and sacred like flag of mother Mewssia. Ribbeta shall bear zis shame for all her days until painful death! Arrrghh!” Ribbeta wailed dramatically.
>Marco had to roll his eyes at Ribbeta’s antics and he couldn’t stay upset after seeing such a chuckle worthy display.
>Marco sighed and said, “It’s alright Ribbeta, you don’t have to-“
>”Vait I know!” Ribbeta suddenly exclaimed, interrupting Marco. “Ribbeta has upset you but just as you tried to improve Ribbeta's mood, now Ribbeta shall do same for you!”
>With that said, Ribbeta pulled out her magic wand, a small, dark colored, wooden branch that was topped with a brightly colored water lily flower. Before Marco could even attempt to stop the Frog Girl, Ribbeta yelled out one of her signature spells.
>”Slavic Hardbass Kvass!” Ribbeta intoned, words of magical power that reacted to the focus point that was her wand and bringing to reality the spell she uttered.
> ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LEjqfOKiGWE )
>Without warning a loud pounding and rhythmic music began playing with a series of flashing colors radiating from Ribbeta’s wand until a literal flood of a frothing yellowish to brown fermented beverage erupted from the lily flower on Ribbeta’s wand head.
>The flavored liquid spilled forth seemingly endlessly as a multitude of flavored fruits shot up into the air, such as strawberries and raisins, and the liquid gushed onto the floor until it quickly rose up and became neck high.
>The whole cafeteria had become like an indoor pool with the many lunch tables floating up like makeshift rafts that allowed all the students within the flooded cafeteria to keep themselves afloat in this sudden beverage flooding.
All the while, a loud musical sound of hard bass went on with a constant magical rhythmic pounding, its vibrations upsetting the kvass flood and causing it to churn inward on itself. Causing the makeshift lunch table rafts to rock back and forth along with the musical storm.
>While all was certainly not well within the cafeteria, outside it was perfectly fine as the flood had been contained in the one room. Thus, when an unaware janitor came to enter the cafeteria, it can be said that he opened a literal flood gate.
>Once the large cafeteria doors had been opened, a strong torrent of kvass shot out and pushed the poor janitor so far back with enough force to launch a bolder. But it allowed the frothing flood to final exit the enclosed room and its gushing retreat pushed out the makeshift table rafts and allowed the students to exit safely enough.
>The last to exit the flooded cafeteria and flout out into a drenched quad was a desperately swimming Marco and a Ribbeta that was expertly surfing upon the drink while on a lunch tray.
>The two friends were pushed well far away until at last the kvass flood ran out and lost momentum. Spilling Marco and Ribbeta on a completely wet and sticky ground.
>”Whooohooo, yay! Zat vas some ride eh' Marco?” Ribbeta happily asked as she lay on the ground and sort of played around with the remaining puddles of kvass.
>Marco didn’t answer at first as he simply got up with his clothes soaked and dripping with the beverage and tried to wring out as much of the drink as he could from his hoodie.
>”Ribbeta.” Marco started, “I really have to say that you- oh! Hey look at that.” Marco suddenly said as he noticed something about his hoodie as he was wringing it out.
>”The pudding washed out, how about that.” Marco exclaimed happily and he couldn’t reframe from smiling.
>” Of kourse!” Ribbeta said as she sat up. “Kvass is secret babushka cleaning technique. It alvays cleans out any stain. It is known.” Ribbeta stated knowingly and as matter of fact so that she would sound smart.
>Marco rolled his eyes again at this. “Well thanks Ribbeta, you really did make me feel better about my hoodie. Now can you do something about the rest of my soaking clothes-“ Marco asked before realization to what he was asking came to him.
>Too late, before he could say anything, Ribbta exclaimed happily, “Of course komrade!” And brought her wand up for another spell.
>”Slavic Superstar Tracksuit!” Ribbeta said and Marco’s drenched clothes disappeared in a flash as they were replaced with a pristine set of top quality black Adidas track suit. Complete with hat, wife beater, and even a fancy gold chain.
>”Now Marco you look like true Slavic Superstar just like Ribbeta. Is Gud.” Ribbeta said, pleased with her work.
>Marco did a once over of his new clothes and simply asked, “You couldn’t have at least made it red?”

FIN.