{"id":5156,"date":"2014-04-30T17:06:10","date_gmt":"2014-04-30T21:06:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=5156"},"modified":"2025-02-18T19:12:54","modified_gmt":"2025-02-19T00:12:54","slug":"the-frogs","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=5156","title":{"rendered":"The Frogs (by Shlynn)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span class=\"label\">Summary: \u00a0<\/span>Joe needs help from Hoss getting an experiment out of his room.\u00a0 Part of a three-part series, each can be read on their own.<\/p>\n<p>Rated: K+ (1,415 words)<\/p>\n<p><strong>Tricks Series:<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=5156\">The Frogs<\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=5160\">The Onions<\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=5151\">Rocky Mountain Oysters<\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>The Frogs<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 10pt;\">Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><strong>\u201cWe need to plan a getaway Hoss,\u201d<\/strong> whispered Joe as he cowered down behind his big brother.<\/p>\n<p>Surprised at the sound behind him, Hoss jumped. He behind him, grabbing Joe by the collar and pulled him to the front of him, \u201cWhat do you mean WE?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cUh, well\u2026\u201d Joe stuttered, as he tried squeezing out of the chokehold that Hoss had him in. Reaching up with his hand, he patted his brother on the shoulder then pointed to his neck. Once he felt his shirt loosen around his, he coughed slightly before speaking with a strained voice, \u201cThanks.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Hoss narrowed his eyes at his younger brother. He knew something was up, but he couldn\u2019t quite put his finger on it, other than the way that Joe had approached him. Shrugging his shoulders, he figured he couldn\u2019t hold it against his brother for his approach towards him after dumping him into the water trough the day before. Grinning even now, he remembered the help he had received from his brother Adam and how they had tossed the unsuspecting Joe into the water. \u201cWhat ya need to hide?\u201d he asked as he leaned against the corral.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThere\u2019s something in the house I need help getting out,\u201d Joe answered as he wondered what the grin on his brother\u2019s face was for. Quickly he decided his brother had no evil intentions, Joe hopped up onto the fence next. He leaned over and whispered his plan into Hoss\u2019s ear.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat in the world Joe! Just take them critters out the back door and toss \u2018em,\u201d Hoss exclaimed waving Joe away from him.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAw Hoss, if pa knew I had them in my room, he\u2019d kill me.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSo?\u201d Pushing away from the fence, Hoss was determined to get away from Joe\u2019s hair crazy scheme. Besides, who ever would have thought his brother would have tried to raise frogs in his room. Hoss shook his head, muttering to himself the craziness of his brother at times.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cListen Hoss,\u201d Joe spoke as he looked around the yard, \u201cPa is out at the moment, let\u2019s get inside the house and get into my room.\u201d Sensing his brother\u2019s reluctance, Joe grabbed him by the arm and tugged, \u201cCome on Hoss.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Hoss shook his brother\u2019s hand free from his arm, \u201cI\u2019m coming, just hold your horses there.\u201d He followed his brother inside the house and then on up the stairs, then stood in Joe\u2019s doorway looking at the assortment of boxes scattered around his room. As he watched his brother reach down and grab something from the box, Hoss couldn\u2019t help but take a few steps forward. That is, until he saw his brother walking towards him with a big green frog in his hand. \u201cUm, Joe. Why don\u2019t you do this, and I\u2019ll deter pa?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201c\u201dcause this is the easiest getaway from these frogs. You can hold more than me.\u201d Taking another step towards his brother, he urged, \u201cCome on, tuck your shirt in and let me drop this frog down into your shirt.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>With a distinct look of disgust on his face, Hoss did as he was told. He watched as Joe pulled his slid the frog down into his shirt and couldn\u2019t help but gasp as the frog\u2019s cold body rubbed against his chest. \u201cGosh Joe, that frog is cold. How many of these critters do you have?\u201d Hoss asked as he counted the boxes.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNot many, but you gotta stand still as I get the rest of them over here to ya.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Rummaging through all the boxes, soon all the frogs were out of the boxes and tucked away into Hoss\u2019s shirt. Joe took a step backward and tried to smother a giggle after the look of horror that had spread across his brother\u2019s face. His shirt looked like a squirming mass of movement, as the frogs attempted to jump up on one another in their attempt to escape, rubbing their wet slimy bodies against his chest.<\/p>\n<p>Swallowing hard, Hoss carefully reached out and pulled his brother by the scruff of the neck, \u201cYou go check if pa is out there so I can get rid of these frogs. If he is, I\u2019ll just go out the back way.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Joe shook his brother\u2019s arm loose from his neck then scooted past him. He paused at the stairs, and looked downstairs. There Ben sat at the desk, steadily working on paperwork. Turning towards Hoss, Joe saw his brother watching him. The frogs were moving in a disjointed mass in his brother\u2019s shirt, and a suddenly idea took place. He nodded at Hoss, motioning him towards the stairs. Quietly walking down the stairs, Joe strode over to his pa\u2019s desk, \u201cHi pa.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Looking up from his work, Ben smiled when he saw his youngest sliding to sit on the edge of his desk. \u201cJoe. How are you doing?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDoing great pa, I took care of the stock and put&#8230;\u201d Before he could finish, a gasp from his pa stopped him. Just one look on his pa\u2019s face told him everything he knew, as he carefully looked over towards his brother. There stood Hoss, shuffling his feet as he tried to figure out how to get out of Ben\u2019s eyesight, as he hugged his arms lightly around his middle. The bulges in his shirt suddenly seemed to realize that something was going on, as one frog somehow was able to jump from Hoss\u2019s shirt. In slow motion, all the men watched as it flew thru the air in an arch, landing at Ben\u2019s feet.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHOSS CARTWRIGHT! Get those frogs out of here!\u201d he yelled, as the voice thundered in the room.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBut pa, it was\u2026 \u201c stuttered Hoss, as he tried to get his words out straight.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBut pa nothing, get those out of here and get them out NOW!\u201d Pointing to the door, Ben glanced down to see Joe gathering the escaped frog in his hands. Glaring at the frog then at his son, he watched as his son backed away, and followed his brother out the door, slamming it behind him.<\/p>\n<p>Joe faithfully followed Hoss to the middle of the yard, stopping only when his brother suddenly halted next to the water trough. Ripping his shirt out of his pants, frogs suddenly came raining down to the ground and into the water, hopping in every different direction to get free. As Hoss continued to shake his pants, one more frog ended up tumbling from his right leg, before he turned to face his brother.<\/p>\n<p>When he saw Hoss staring at him, Joe slowly realized that he was still holding the frog he had picked up from his pa\u2019s feet.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cRemember Hoss, you dumping me into the water trough, this was only a joke,\u201d Joe stuttered. With a quick smile towards his brother, he held out the frog as a peace offering as he chewed his lip wondering what was going to happen next. Backing slowly away, he knew it was too late when he felt Hoss grab his arm and propel him towards the water trough. He could feel his arm being twisted behind his back just before he felt his body plunge into the water trough.<\/p>\n<p>As Joe came back up for air, his body soaked, Hoss couldn\u2019t help but bellow out in laughter as he looked at his brother. His brother sat in the water his arms crossed while being surrounded by jumping frogs. And perched on the top of his head was a big bullfrog, sitting as though he was the king of the world.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m going to get you for this,\u201d Hoss swore, shaking his head. \u201cThat I promise you.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Yanking the frog off his head, Joe couldn\u2019t help but shake his head as he watched his brother walk away. \u201cYeah, like you could really top that,\u201d Joe muttered. Quickly jumping up out of the trough, he pulled his waterlogged body out of the water and trudged to the house for dry clothes.<\/p>\n<p>The End.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Next Story in the Tricks Series:<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=5160\">The Onions<\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/?p=5151\">Rocky Mountain Oysters<\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Summary: \u00a0Joe needs help from Hoss getting an experiment out of his room.\u00a0 Part of a thre-part series, each can be read on their own. \u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Rated: K+ (1,415 words)<\/p>\n<p>Tricks series, links to all the stories within the series included.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":136,"featured_media":3478,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"template-full-width-post.php","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_members_access_role":[],"_members_access_error":""},"categories":[30],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5156","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-prequels","wpcat-30-id"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/04\/4Cartwrights.jpg?fit=849%2C541&ssl=1","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5156","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/136"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=5156"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5156\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/3478"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=5156"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=5156"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bonanzabrand.info\/library\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=5156"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}