HONDTangled

Frollo was walking though his new dreamspace. It was bright and happy. He was finally smiling for real. Then he heard a heavenly voice. It was Shiny Frollo. Shiny Frollo: What are you going to do now? Stay here or go back to your dimension? Frollo paused for a second. Frollo: ... I might go back. Shiny Frollo: Why? Frollo: I have to fix what I did all those years ago. Shiny Frollo: What do you mean? Frollo: Stop killing gypsies, help people and... ugh, actually take care of Quasimodo. Shiny Frollo: Let me see that scar of yours. Frollo slowly raised his shirt and showed the scar. The scar had the shape of a giant flame. Shiny Frollo

Frollo just finished a hard day's work. When he returned to the Palace of Justice, he was wet, his cloak was covered in blood stains, his hair was messed up and he had an arrow in his ankle. He was using his blood stained sword as a cane.  He was shivering, but he did not mind. Random guard: Tough day sir? Frollo: *huff huff* Oh the usual. The random guard looked at the judge. Once again, he was barely alive. Random guard: Another riot? Frollo: You could say that.... AY! Frollo gripped his side in pain and dropped to his knees. Random guard: Sir! Frollo blacked out. Later he awoke in the infirmary. Frollo: Grr... I'm hungry... but I

After stuffing their faces with pizza, Frollo separated from the group to enjoy some peace and quiet outside in the snow. Then as he was walking around the base, he heard a metallic slicing sound. He followed the sound until he heard a yell of pain. He continued to follow the sound until he reached the source. He saw Link gripping his hand in pain. Link tried to pick up his sword, but his hand's pain prevented from doing so. Frollo slowly approached Link. Frollo: Link, you have to take it easy. Remember, you're still recovering from that life threatening thing that happened a while ago. Link: I-I know, but I feel like I've grown soft. Frol

Frollo and Link are making their way back to the base. Link was still unconscious and since Frollo was carrying him, he could not summon his fire horse, so they had to walk back. After an hour or two, the base was in his sight. Frollo looked at the tree. Frollo: Ah... this tree is giving me good thoughts about how this ritual will go, but do I even deserve my wish to come true? I mean that since my soul is not so pure and terribly twisted,  I've been evil, good and somewhere in the middle but *sigh* do I even deserve to even see this power? My past was a wreck but my future is looking up, so once again, do I deserve to get my wish? Frollo's

Pierre strolled triumphantly into Claude Frollo's office early the next morning.  Frollo was in the middle of his morning prayers when Gringoire waltzed in. "Judge Frollo, your honor, I have some news that you might be interested in!"  Pierre said, straining to hold back a smile. "Pierre, if you please!" Frollo shouted, "I warned you about entering my room without knocking……" "It is regarding gypsies sir!  I would not interrupt your morning rituals otherwise!" Pierre said with a bow. "In a moment boy, leave my study," Frollo said sternly. "I shall return in an hour your honor," Pierre said.  The boy bowed again, and left the room. Pierr

Anna began to feel drowsy as she began to cuddle up on Frollo's arms. Frollo felt a bit warmer when Anna's fur rubbed against his his skin. All of Frollo's stresses began to weaken, but they still remained in his head. With Anna in his arms, he began to walk back to the room. By pure luck, nobody was there, so Frollo won't be caught carrying a fox. As they entered the room, Frollo carefully set Anna on the bed and tucked her in. He knelt on the floor as he pet Anna's head and looking at her. "Will you be my ray of sunshine, or another bottomless pit that I've fallen into?" wondered Frollo out loud. Anna grabbed his hand and barely opened he