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The Consequences of Tiny Ceramic Frogs

Gen, Includes Artemis, Dusk, Flora, and Sun. Plus 50 assorted tiny ceramic frogs. From my Modern Au. Artemis and Dusk take a ceramics class.

For March of the Zeldas day 12

“Are you sure about this?” Artemis asked as Dusk pulled her along. Dusk was technically her niece, but they were so close in age they were basically cousins, and while they had grown apart a little bit as Dusk continued with college to become a lawyer and Artemis finished it to work with a local theatre, they still hung out occasionally.

“Little late to back out now,” Dusk replied dryly, shooting her a somewhat annoyed glance. This wasn’t really hanging out though, Dusk had somehow convinced her to go back to college to take a ceramics class with her.

Apparently, Dusk’s parents were getting concerned that she wasn’t getting enough downtime with her classes, so they insisted one of her classes this term be a relaxing arts one. Dusk had caved and gone with ceramics, which had been recommended to her by one of her classmates. Artemis was involved because Dusk, despite intending on being a lawyer, got anxious in new classes where she didn’t know anyone, and with such an open layout like ceramics was bound to be, that’d just be even worse.

So Artemis, the cousin with the most amount of free time due to her flexible theatre schedule, had also signed up for the class.

Sure, Artemis had plenty of hobbies, but after a disastrous teenage experience with embroidery she sometimes swore her fingers still hurt from, she avoided any potentially hazardous art hobbies. Ceramics, with the copious amounts of fire and sharp tools it involved, was definitely on the potentially hazardous list.

“Some of these supplies seem hazardous,” Artemis tried again, eyeing the knife in the bag. They’d had class two days ago, which had just been a supplies information thing, but now was when they started with clay, which was the terrifying prospect.

“Artemis you were literally juggling knives on your last play,” Dusk replied, rolling her eyes. “This cannot possibly be more hazardous than that.”

“Yes it can, I was juggling very dull knives, and I practiced with rubber ones for months until I got it right. It was perfectly safe.”

“And the time the floor fell out from under you unexpectedly?”

“Not that hazardous, I landed perfectly well. That just happens sometimes, I was kind of expecting it.”

“You got hit in the head by a trombone in the orchestra and got a concussion.”

“Full accident and the trombone apologized and paid for treatment.”

Dusk just gave a loud sigh and gave it up. They were here anyway. Now Artemis had to try and use these hazardous materials. Horrifying.

“Dusk look it’s so cute,” Artemis presented her tiny clay frog to her, not deterred even when Dusk glared at her for interrupting her wheel throwing. “Flora will love it.”

“Tell my sister yourself,” Dusk huffed, eyeing the frog for a bit before going back to her wheel. “Maybe make a few if you plan on trying to have one in your house. She’s going to steal them all.”

“They’re so cute,” Artemis marveled quietly, taking her tiny frog back to her seat. Now to make at least four more. As backup if Flora stole them.

Maybe four wasn’t enough. She’d make as many as she had the attention span for. If she went overboard she could always just let the theatre use them as prompts, or hand them out to her other nieces. Maybe Sun could put one in the store she worked at. Or give one to her boyfriend.

“I think you went overboard on the tiny frogs,” Dusk commented, staring in what might be horror but Artemis chose to interpret as amazement at her army of tiny frogs.

“It’s my clay, I can do what I like with it.”

“Yeah, well, maybe make a habitat for all of those frogs so you don’t have to carry them home individually. A box or something maybe. Can you even tell these apart?”

“Yes, I made them all unique,” Artemis said, picking one up, eager to show her. “This one is Sir. He serves this one, who’s a princess. She knighted him.”

“Oh no, you made up stories for them?” Dusk sounded like she was despairing over Artemis’ creativity. Too bad for her, she didn’t need to hear all about the drama with Sir and his secret girlfriend who didn’t like the princess and wanted to assassinate her.

“Artemis I meant a bowl or shelf or something to hold all of your frogs, not a castle.”

“You’re just jealous,” Artemis said, setting one tiny frog into the castle to check size again. Perfect. They fit in all of the tiny rooms. Plus there were two sides that fit together. Dusk was just jealous she couldn’t make things that were this cool. She was only making mugs and other boring stuff like that.

“It is going to take forever for you to glaze that,” Dusk warned her, and Artemis shrugged. She knew that. She had accepted that it would take ages to paint everything with glaze. That was fine, it would be worth it to have tiny painted frogs in their tiny castle. Or not so tiny castle.

“I’m going to have to use this mug for more than coffee if you continue,” Dusk despaired quietly, shaking her head at the mug in question. “You and your new tiny frog obsession are going to make me turn to drinking.”

“How would you appreciate the glory of this tiny fat frog if you’re drunk,” Artemis asked innocently, showing off the tiny fat frog in question. Flora had sent her a video of a tiny round frog squeaking and now she had several tiny fat frogs.

Dusk just groaned.

“Wow Artemis, you’re really dedicated with the tiny frogs,” one of her classmates remarked, eyeing the army of bisqued frogs in front of her with trepidation. “What are you planning on doing with glazes? Will you Raku any of them?”

“I wasn’t going to before, but now that you mention it,” Artemis mused, glancing up at the tiles for the raku glazes. They were very pretty, they would be very shiny frogs. Not food safe, but she wasn’t putting the frogs into food anyway.

The classmate just chuckled and shook their head, putting their paintbrush down. “Well, if you want it, I’m done with this raku glaze, you can use my brush.”

“Oh, thanks, I will.” Artemis started sorting out her frogs by how she wanted to paint them. The royal froggies could be the Raku ones. It’d set them apart.

“Artemis,” Sun said as Artemis brought home her first box of tiny frogs. “I think you have a problem.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Artemis said, contemplating if she should arrange the royal froggies so they were protected by the guard froggies, or if she should let them mingle with the common froggies. There were assassinations to worry about.

“Artemis that’s thirty little frogs. Dusk said you have even more of them. Why do you have so many tiny frogs.”

“Because they’re adorable and I cannot resist making more. Their castle isn’t done yet, you should see that when it’s done.”

“Dusk has sent me pictures, I already fear what will become of your room.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Sun just huffed, shaking her head. There would be no convincing her twin that there was a problem. They were cute, but thirty was a bit much.

“So how does Sir solve this problem?” Flora asked, absolutely fascinated by the story Artemis was crafting with her tiny ceramic frogs.

“I haven’t decided if he takes his secret girlfriend and runs away to the kingdom of the rain frogs or if he tells the princess and she exiles the girlfriend to the kingdom of the rain frogs. It’s a love triangle incident.”

“What if the girlfriend secretly falls in love with the princess and realizes she doesn’t want to assassinate her anymore?” Flora proposed, nudging the girlfriend in question closer to the princess. “Then everyone’s happy and no one is sent to the kingdom of the rain frogs.”

“Oh that’ll work,” Artemis decided, scribbling that down in her notebook. “Then they can all live happily ever after. Excellent ending.”

“Soooo,” Flora said a second later. “Can I have one?”

“That would make it uneven. You can have two. Just not Sir, the princess, or the girlfriend.”

“What if I take the king and then they can rule together,” Flora suggested, scooping up the king and one of the outlying rain frogs. “These two eloped, ran away after the king met them on a diplomatic mission and fell madly in love.”

“Excellent. That leaves the throne available for the princess to take it.” Artemis set the tiny princess frog into the throne seat, setting Sir into her previous seat, and putting the girlfriend on the other side in the queen’s throne. “What about the queen?”

“She eloped too with a commoner in the rain frog kingdom, she and the king left in the same trip. But she just stayed in the kingdom instead of running away, so she’s just chillin with her new wife.” Flora picked up the queen frog in question and set her next to one of the rain frogs.

“The rain frogs must be very attractive to the royals,” Artemis said, snorting. The two weren’t the only ones to have eloped with a rainfrog, the prince did too. As did the princess’ cousin.

“They just look so cute together,” Flora said, which was definitely true. They were very cute together. Artemis definitely didn’t regret doing the ceramics course, even if everyone else regretted letting her do it.

#march of the zeldas 2023 #Artemis #Sun #Flora #Dusk #Tiny Ceramic Frogs #those are very important #Raku is a type of glazing #i suggest looking it up #its super cool

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