Ah, the existential bliss of being in the bottom third of the food chain.
Dang it Baba Yaga I brought you that mandrake mousse you wanted
Forgot to pick up the magic mirror before leaving the brigand leader’s office, didn’t you?
Unbothered. Moisturized. Happy. In My Lane. Focused. Flourishing.
Getting turned apart and eaten by random swamp bird
Otherwise die from random fungal infection
Yup. Like, work can suck but I spend much more of it reading memes instead of making sure I’m not about to ripped limb from limb in a shower of blood and viscera.
I thought there was a downside? No work and I could be run over and turned into a pancake on the pavement at any second? Sign me the fuck up!
Isn’t this a large part of the premise of the newer Disney Princess and the Frog movie?
I wouldn’t have characterized The Princess and the Frog that way. In that movie, the protagonists learn to be happy despite being frogs, not because they are frogs. Being frogs throws them together and forces them to get to know one another, but their happy ending comes once they become human again (and the point of the movie is about working tirelessly to achieve their dreams, not removing themselves from society)
