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s-so uhm................... princess and the frog egobang au

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Princess and the Frog Egobang AU

EDIT: ((This was a list of ideas I had before writing the AU. Some things have changed between the writing of this list and the actual writing of the AU. Also may be some spoilers if you haven’t already read it! Read at your own risk.)

Obvious we’ve got Arin as Tiana and Dan as Prince Naveen

Instead of being a prince, Dan’s a celebrity musician and he’s in town to perform at Mardi Gras.

Dan’s bandmate is Brian who is envious of Dan’s natural magnetism with women

Arin’s best friend since they were itty bitty kiddies is Suzy, she’s a huge fan of Dan’s band and her father has pulled strings so that she’ll get to be the Mardi Gras queen with Dan as king, just to fulfill his precious daughter’s dreams

Arin’s working as a waiter not in order to build his own restaurant, but in order to pay the bills while struggling as an artist. Suzy knows how talented he is an encourages him to participate in art shows but he doesn’t think anyone would care about his art so he doesn’t go through with it.

Jon is Dr. Facilier

After talking with Suzy at the party about fairytales and dreams coming true, he’s endeared by Suzy’s insistence that wishing on stars really does make your dreams come true. Begrudgingly, Arin begs to no one in particular for his big break. His moment is interrupted by the croak of a frog, which causes Arin to snap, and he becomes angry at fate’s cruel joke.

“So now I’ve gotta ask myself what I’m willing to put up with today! Not-fucking-this!!”

After he calms down he turns back to the frog and jabs a finger at it, accusing the amphibian of being ‘a asshole’

“Don’t you mean ‘an asshole.’”

Arin is so fed up he doesn’t even freak out about the frog talking to him

“I called you ‘a asshole’ and that’s what I meant.”

“You don’t even know me, dude. Don’t judge a book by it’s cover, right? Just because I’m a frog doesn’t mean I wanna kiss you.”

Arin becomes indignant in a sort of reverse-psychology manner

“Well maybe I wanna kiss you!”

the frog doesn’t get to protest before it happens, and Arin turns into a frog

“Dude, you can’t even blame me for this, you absolutely brought this on yourself.”

“Yeah, okay.”

seeing as how they’re stuck together now and must figure out a way to break this frog curse thing, they begin getting to know eachother as they venture into the swamp

Dan’s consistent mantra of “do what you love and the pieces will fall together” frustrates Arin to no end because that’s what he’s been doing his whole life and he doesn’t have anything to show for it yet, which causes frequent friction between the two

While Dan is frustrated about being a frog, his go-with-the-flow attitude causes him to become comfortable pretty quickly, and he doesn’t seem to be terribly concerned about changing back to normal yet, which also frustrates Arin

“You got me like this, you’re gonna fix it!”

“Like i said, dude, you’re the one who kissed me, I didn’t ask you to, this is on you, bro.”

They run into a crocodile in the swamp named Barry whom Dan indulges with their shared love for music

Frustrated with their screwing-around Arin explains that he and Dan are trying to break the curse that has made them frogs, and Barry informs them about a Voodoo priest who lives deeper in the swamp that can help them named Father Shaw

A firefly named Ross joins their company and while endearing to the trio, serves as a frequent irritation

and, well, if you haven’t seen the movie then you should watch it, the rest of it writes itself

@avibang-bang

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Dreams Do Come True In New Orleans // Princess and the Frog EGOBANG AU // Chapter 1

[[Read on Archive Of Our Own]]

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Category: M/M Fandom: Game Grumps Relationships: Dan Avidan/Arin Hanson Characters: Dan Avidan, Arin Hanson, Suzy Berhow, Brian Wecht, Vernon Shaw (mentioned), Ross O'Donovan, Barry Kramer, Jon Jafari, Holly Conrad Additional Tags: Princess and the Frog AU, Egobang - Freeform, Crossdressing

Summary: The Princess and the Frog AU I've been talking about for ages.

Arin's a talented artist who can't crawl out of his rut after the death of his father. He had big dreams but the world's dragged him down. His best friend, Suzy, seems to always get what she wants, and she insists that life is a fairy tale if you believe hard enough. Her Prince Charming has finally arrived, but something is amiss... and Arin gets wrapped up in an adventure he never asked for.

Chapter 1: Prologue & The Announcement

Arin could remember drawing even before he could write his own name.

He started with crayons, of course. By the time he was 7 he had upgraded to pencils, both colored and not. In middle school, he intimately knew the mediums of pastels and paints, both watercolor and acrylic. By the time he was a sophomore in High School, he knew that art was what he wanted to pursue for the rest of his life.

It had been scary to propose to his parents the idea of dropping out, but he was pleasantly surprised by their support. There was no reason to waste time and energy on an education that wasn’t going to benefit his future. His parents knew that he had a special talent for art, and they encouraged him to follow his dreams, and to do whatever he needed to make them come true.

He earned his GED easily (Despite the fact that many would have called him ‘average’ in his academic classes, it was because the brunt of his focus was on a canvas), and immediately began putting together a portfolio of his work. Being only 16, he couldn’t begin applying for jobs, but that didn’t stop him from beginning to pursue independent outlets.

He decided that animation was truly what he wanted to pursue. He taught himself how to do it, with an old-model tablet and primitive art programs. He put together his first, short cartoons, uploading them to the internet under the pseudonym of ‘Egoraptor’.

He took commissions online, although they were cheap. He didn’t feel quite confident enough yet to charge through-the-roof for his own work, and even then, it had always been his philosophy that art was something to be enjoyed by everyone, and it was with a slightly guilty conscience, but a completely selfish desire to not go hungry, that he accepted money in exchange for his work. It wasn’t enough money to live off of, but luckily he was still allowed to live at home with his parents, both of which had jobs and were supportive of him and his endeavors.

Life continued this way for a few months. Arin felt the happiest he had in all of his life. School was a trifling time for him, as all of his passion was dedicated to the arts. He had social anxiety, and kept to himself. He really only had one good friend, and he had known her since they were very young.

Suzanne Berhow was the daughter of the small town’s mayor, and as such, was much more wealthy than Arin’s family. She always had money to throw around and she absolutely had her father wrapped around her finger. Arin remembered first meeting her when his mother brought him along to her ranch, where she took care of horses. Suzanne had told her father she wanted a pony, and so he had enlisted in Arin’s mother to teach Suzy to ride.

Despite their differences in upbringing, they had a lot in common. They both enjoyed art, video games, comics. Suzy didn’t have a problem hanging out with Arin in school, even though she was considered ‘pretty’ and ‘popular,’ and that she ‘shouldn’t hang around with weird loner kids.’

As they aged and matured, their friendship remained strong, and it was clear that they had other things in common. Arin enjoyed letting Suzy put makeup on him, and dress him up in clothes that were otherwise ‘feminine.’ Eventually, they would even share their thoughts on boys at school.

A friend like Suzy was really all that Arin needed, so he didn’t feel the need to seek out other companions. Even when Suzy would invite him to go out with her and her friends, he often denied her, sheepishly, preferring to stay in and work on a painting or a sketch.

Life continued like this for a year after Arin dropped out of school. Things changed when his father fell ill.

All too soon, it was just Arin and his mother against the world. Ever the resilient woman, she remained strong. Arin knew, however, that she was just trying to be strong for him, and underneath, she was anything but. He knew he had to do the same for her.

She insisted that it wasn’t necessary, but Arin picked up a waiter job. It was the only job he could get with his GED, and it didn’t pay that well, but it kept Arin busy. The death of his father had resulted in his first tough bout of artist’s block. He figured that if he kept busy, the mourning would fade away, and he’d be back to doing art soon, just like his dad would have wanted. His father had always been his biggest supporter, his mother coming in right behind.

He eventually was able to bring himself to create again, but it just didn’t come as easily as it once had. Not to mention, late night and early morning shifts at the diner made it harder for him to find the energy, or the time, to sit down and paint or draw.

His canvases, his paints, his pastels and pencils were all pushed into a closet in the corner of his room. His dreams of being an aspiring artist were now just memories, and his once-bright vision of the future was now reduced to tunnel-vision; focusing only on how he would get through the day into tomorrow.

It was a fateful day in mid-February, three years later, when a chain of events began that would change Arin’s life forever.

It was about 10:30 in the morning, Arin noted, as he checked the watch on his wrist, a gift from Suzy. The diner was packed with fresh-from-the-steeple churchgoers, inhaling criminal amounts of pancakes, french toast, waffles, and muffins, as if the world was ending tomorrow. Arin wasn’t a religious fellow so for all he knew, it could be, as if everyone was in on it but him.

He had only been working for about two hours, but it felt like he’d been going for six.

He was waved down, another refill for some obnoxiously loud child’s glass of milk. Waved down again, another stack of pancakes for a man that looked like he seriously should reconsider.

When he was waved down the third time, he felt a smile tug at his previously ‘fucking-try-me’ expression. It was Suzy, and her father. They must have just been seated by the other waiter running about, a fellow named Vernon that Arin would swear up and down had the hugest crush on him, but just wouldn’t say anything about it.

He approached the table, tucking his server underneath his arm. Vernon could cover anyone else who needed him for just two minutes, tops.

“Hey, Suzy. Mr. Berhow.” He smiled at the two of them, and despite the genuine smile on his face, the tiredness was apparent in his eyes. He could see concern across Suzy’s features.

“You look like you haven’t slept in days, Ar’.” She said. Her voice was so soft and lilting, it reminded Arin of butterflies. He’d once painted a portrait of her with several butterflies about, because of that very analogy. To this day, it hung in her bedroom, which looked fitting for a gothic-era princess.

Arin rubbed his eyes, raising his brows as he did so, “Pretty sure I haven’t. I don’t even remember sleeping last night. I actually don’t even remember yesterday. But, them’s the breaks, right?” He put on a chipper attitude and expression for Suzy anyway, and he could see her appreciative smile.

“Oh!” Suzy then turned and looked at her father for a split second. He looked up from his menu, with raised brows. She shook his shoulder excitedly, “Daddy! Can I tell Arin about what you’ve got up your sleeve for tomorrow!?”

He chuckled, and shook his head, but Suzy knew that meant ‘yes’ instead of ‘no.’

“You know Daddy’s always the king at the Mardi Gras parades, but now that I’m twenty, I can finally be the princess at the parade!” She beamed, practically dancing in her seat with excitement.

Arin laughed, “The role you were born for, huh, Suz’?”

She nodded, which made Arin laugh again. She continued, “And since it’s gonna be my big Mardi Gras debut, Daddy was able to pull some strings for something EXTRA special! Oh, Daddy, can I tell him!?” He bounced in her seat, looking back at her father once more, who was still smiling, his nose buried in the menu. He looked as if he was ready to order, but he was waiting for Suzy to get her excitement out of her system.

Suzy squealed, causing some other patrons in the restaurant to turn their heads, so she lowered her voice, gesturing for Arin to come closer. “Daddy invited—and they accepted!—Daddy invited NSP to perform for the parade. Danny’s gonna be my prince!”

Arin’s brows shot up, “Oh, shit, really?” He glanced at Suzy’s father who was boasting a prideful smirk on his face.

“Anything for my little princess.” He said, fondly.

Suzy was still bouncing in her seat, silently squealing.

Arin knew the band, as they were Suzy’s favorite, and she had introduced him to them ages ago. In fact, he knew that Dan was at least 15 years older than the both of them, and he wondered if Suzy’s father knew that. Dan Avidan, the lead singer and soon-to-be-prince-of-Mardi-Gras, didn’t look a day over 25. As Arin thought about it a few seconds longer, he found it likely that Suzy had probably fudged Dan’s age in order to convince her father to go through with this whole thing.

“Well, damn, that’s awesome Suzy.” He said, smiling at her, though it was somewhat half-hearted. He’d thought that maybe, just maybe, she would have wanted her best friend to be the prince. But he supposed that would insinuate he and Suzy were involved, and that was far from the case.

“I KNOW! Oh, Ar’, I’m so excited! They’re arriving this afternoon, and since they’re our guests of honor, they’re going to be staying with me and Daddy at the Mayoral Mansion! Oh, yeah! We’re throwing a party tonight in order to welcome them. You HAVE to come!” She grabbed Arin by his apron and tugged on him aggressively. “Promise you’ll be there!”

“I—Jeez, Susy, you’re gonna ruin—ALRIGHT I’ll be there!” When Arin finally agreed, Suzy hopped up from her seat and threw her arms around Arin’s neck, throwing her legs up behind her, effectively hanging around the taller man’s neck. Suzy was nearly a foot shorter than him, but he was used to this.

Once she had relinquished him, he straightened out his uniform. “Once I’m done here, I’ll go home and crash for like… Two hours. Then, I promise, I’ll be at your place for the party.” Just as Arin had finished his statement, his name was called from the kitchen. He’d probably been loitering around Suzy’s table a bit too long.

“Ah, sorry, I gotta go. Vernon’ll take your orders. I’ll see you later tonight Suzy, Mr. Berhow.” He began power-walking back towards the kitchen.

“You better, Hanson!” he heard Suzy call out over the noise of the other diner patrons.

Notes: I hope to churn out chapters for this steadily. I don't think this will include any kind of Adult Situations, and if I feel so compelled to write something of that nature, I'll write it in a separate work.

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the nOISE i made when i saw your princess and the frog au!!!!!!!

Thank you! I’m glad that people are into it. If you want to keep up with extra things going on with it, keep an eye on my ‘ddctino’ tag and the ‘Princess and the Frog Egobang AU’ because knowing me i’ll probably tag posts with one and not the other.