The handsome frog glared at Tom.
The fat frog ate lots of flies.
The fierce frogs started to fight.
The shy frog hid under the table.
"Try a kiss," Cat whispered to Tom.
"Good idea, Cat!" Tom said.
He turned to Princess Mary.
"A kiss might undo the spell," he said.
"A kiss?" The princess made a face.
The king frowned at her.
"Kiss the princes, Mary!" he yelled.
Tom caught one of the frogs.
Mary kissed it. "Ugh!"
Tom watched the frog.
But the frog stayed a frog!
Dirk laughed loudly.
"Tom will never undo this spell!" he said.
"I will make a potion," Tom said.
He hurried to the Royal Lab.
Tom mixed some things together.
The potion turned black.
Then . . . Boom! The potion exploded!
"Oh no," Tom moaned.
"Those princes will be frogs forever.
I will be put in the Grim Dungeon.
There will be a Royal War!"
"Cat, this is all my fault," Tom said.
Cat rubbed against Tom's hand.
"You have a good heart," she said.
"We can find a way to undo your spell."
Cat licked her paws slowly.
"Hmm . . . ," she said at last.
"I have an idea."