My bloody head dangled upside down mere inches

My bloody head dangled upside down mere inches from the boiling cauldron as I fought against my bindings. "I'll ask you ONE MORE TIME!" screeched Hagatha. "WHAT OF THE TOAD?!!!!"

invading the depths of my watery soul and I lost hold of my grip on life. Hagatha turned me off and coaxed the TOAD out of its hole under the Welsh Dresser. The TOAD winked at Haga

tha and made her a lecherous proposition involving the meeting of princess and toad lips. Hagatha liked the TOAD's warty ways. "But wait" said I. "TOAD stands for

Ten Orifaces At Dawn!" There would be more involved than a princess kissing a toad. The witch laughed. "My dear," Hagatha said through the cackling. "You will need to kiss

a hell of a lot more disgusting things nowadays than toads to earn your way! I mean - have you SEEN Harvey Weinstein?! What makes YOU so damn special?" "You're right," the princess

sighed and looked at the pitiful toad. "I'm going to have to do things my own way." She reached into her royal armoire to produce a croquet mallet, then smashed the toad to death.

A tear left her eye as she turned away from the carcass. She was used to killing but this toad had been different. A pity.

After a moment of respectful silence, she swiped her tear away, and left the dead toad behind her as she checked the rest of her hit list. One down more to go.

She traced a steady finger down a list of crossed out names, until it came to a rest on the next unlucky amphibian. "Michigan J. Frog" she mumbled, slinging her Katana over herself