The fire-bellied toad

Once there was a boy who owned a fire-bellied toad who could talk. Only the boy knew he could talk.

The toad’s name was 4.

The story is about 4 and the boy.

One day 4 was swimming around in his tank, when he heard a knock on the glass. 4 clambered out of the water and said, “Yes?” The boy told 4 that he wanted to play with him. 4 hopped out of the boy’s hand and croaked, “Of course you can play with me! What game?” They played for a while, and then bounded outside to explore the backyard.

“Shush! A tasty garden spider’s scuttling this way,” chirped the toad. ZAP! The toad released a disk-shaped tongue and stuffed the spider in his mouth.

4 hopped down to the creek in the boy’s backyard. Then 4 circled around underwater. Finally the toad tired out and stirred up mud and dust clouds underwater.


The boy traveled to Asia and released the toad into the wild.

The toad explored the riverbank shallow water he was going to live in. The other fire-bellied toads had fights every Thursday. The fights were made of struggling to throw the other toad off. If some toads tried to attack on a non-Thursday, the toad would give them a light kick that would send them crashing away into deeper treacherous water. Thursdays had struggles all day long.