Frog opened his eyes. He found himself floating helplessly in the void of outer space, an endless ocean of blackness speckled with stars and planets.
“Not again … this is the UnSlumber, as sure as turnips are turnips!” he groaned. “Well, you may as well wake me up now, King Kroak! ’Cause whatever it is you want to blah on about, I don’t want to hear it!”
“Ah, but this is different,” said a voice. King Kroak floated past, clad in his familiar black cloak and crown. “This isn’t your UnSlumber, Frog. It’s mine.”
“I don’t care!” Frog snarled. “Are the bragons all right? You said you’d let them go!”
“Who, those flying whatsits?” said King Kroak, spinning upside down. “I let them run off to lick their wounds. They’ll be fine … until I blow up this world, of course.”
“That’s not going to happen!” barked Frog. “I’m going to defeat your face in!”
“Pfff – didn’t you just surrender?” scoffed King Kroak. “Anyway, the reason I brought you into my UnSlumber is because I want to show you all this – my happy place!” He waved his arm across the vastness of space, dotted with planets. “You see these worlds? I’ve conquered them all!”
“I’m not talking to you, so shut up,” insisted Frog.
“You’ll get nowhere with that attitude, young man,” said King Kroak. He reached out a hand for a distant planet and plucked it from space, like taking fruit from a tree. He held the world in his hand. “You see this? This is Kroakworld Four Zero Six. And I want you to have it!”
Frog squealed as King Kroak tossed the planet towards him.
“Yoiks! Careful with that!” Frog cried, just managing to catch it in his right hand.
“Have this one, too!” The King plucked another planet from space and pitched it to Frog. Then he grabbed yet more planets from their orbits and tossed them at Frog. “And this one! And this! And this red one!”
“Stop!” Frog howled, by now juggling an armful of worlds.
“And not just those,” King Kroak said with a smile. “Right now, there are a thousand new worlds falling to the Kroakan Empire. A whole universe of worlds. And, in time, I want you to have them all.”
“I don’t want them!” barked Frog.
“Yes, you do! Don’t forget I’ve seen your dreams, Frog!” laughed King Kroak. “You can’t fight your destiny…”
“I’m not like you!” roared Frog. He tried to get away, kicking out with mighty legs, but there was nothing to push against.
“Hey, here’s a big one!” cried King Kroak, grabbing a planet twice as big as any other. “Why, it’s Kroakas itself – the royal home world! And it’s all yours!”
With that, King Kroak threw the planet as hard as he could at Frog’s head.
“Hey! Don’t—”
BUNK!