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Krishna didn't waste momentum.
"Ariel," he said, leaning back in his chair,
"prepare an official announcement."
A bright holographic panel opened.
[Poster:]
A chrome-green frog with oversized goggles mid-air, neon city below, lightning crackling around the title.
[STAR ENTERTAINMENT PRESENTS CRAZY FROG – Official Music Video
Releasing in 7 Days.]
Ariel posted it across UniNet.
And, as expected—It detonated.
Within minutes, the comment section turned into organized chaos.
[💬 User: TomJerry4Life: WAIT. FROG?? WHERE IS SEASON 2 😭]
[💬 User: AllIsWell_42: BRO SWITCHED GENRES AGAIN 💀]
[💬 User: SpikeFan9000: WHY DOES THIS FROG LOOK LIKE IT OWES ME MONEY]
[💬 User: LumiFan99: Music video??? After 3 Idiots??? This man is unhinged.]
[💬 User: ChaosEnjoyerI: TRUST THE PROCESS. LET HIM COOK.]
The confusion wave rolled in next.
[💬 User: ClassicCinemaOnly: So… we go from emotional drama to… neon frog?]
[💬 User: GatekeeperGalaxy: Industry partnership and now this? Questionable timing.]
[💬 User: MemeLord_Jerry: RANCHO SAID "SURPRISE" AND DROPPED A FROG 😭]
Then came the excitement crowd.
[💬 User: BeatDropHunter: If this slaps I'm blaming him forever.]
[💬 User: GlowCityRaver: The aesthetic already screams chaos. I'm in.]
[💬 User: VerdantisFarmer77: My little brother is going to lose his mind over this.]
[💬 User: PiaWasRight: He said balance. This is the balance 😂]
Of course, the Tom & Jerry loyalists had opinions.
[💬 User: JerrySupremacy: WE DEMAND SEASON 2 NEWS.]
[💬 User: SpikeDefenseForce: Bro better not forget the cat and mouse war.]
[💬 User: MidnightSnackStan: Is this frog joining Tom & Jerry or what?]
Then came curiosity.
[💬 User: WhoIsStarEnt: He's testing something.]
[💬 User: UniNetWatcherX: This feels like algorithm bait… but stylish.]
[💬 User: CinemaPurist_88: I don't understand him. Which is why I'm watching.]
Shares climbed.
Reaction videos began before the video even existed.
"Frog Poster Breakdown."
"Is Star Entertainment Going Insane?"
"From Rancho to Ribbit – What Is Happening?"
Even LumiNyx posted...
[💬 User: LumiNyxOfficial: …He said surprise. I blame myself for expecting normal.]
Back in his room, Krishna watched the feed scroll endlessly.
The Entertainment System appeared wearing oversized DJ headphones.
[POP!!!]
[Ladies and gentlemen,] it announced dramatically,
[prepare for synchronized interstellar annoyance.]
Krishna smirked faintly. Confusion was good. Curiosity was better.
-Smirk
"...."
They expected emotion. They expected depth.
They did not expect—
Ring-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding.
And that unpredictability?
That was his real brand.
The countdown timer ticked quietly on the Star Entertainment page.
7 Days.
The frog was coming. The frog chaos simmered in the background of his mind.
But another thought pushed forward.
Tom and Jerry – Season 2.
The fans weren't wrong. They were waiting.
Krishna leaned back in his chair, fingers tapping lightly against the desk.
Jacob.
The spiky-haired classmate who resembled Raghu in spirit if not in face.
The one who had awkwardly offered help that day near the parking lot.
"Poor with creativity," he had said.
Maybe. But loyalty and effort mattered more.
Krishna lifted his i-bracelet.
The call initiated.
A soft pulse. Connection established.
Jacob's face flickered into projection, slightly tilted as if he had answered mid-run.
"Yo—who is this?"
"Krishna."
There was a split second of silence.
"...."
"...."
"...."
Then—
"KRISHNA?!"
Jacob almost dropped whatever device he was holding.
"Why are you calling me? Did I accidentally insult Orpheon? Am I banned from cinema?"
Krishna couldn't help the faint smile.
-Hehe
"I'm hiring."
Jacob blinked caught off-guard.
"…What?"
"Tom and Jerry Season 2," Krishna said calmly.
"I need extra hands. You asked once."
For a moment, Jacob didn't speak.
Then—
"ARE YOU SERIOUS?"
"Yes."
Jacob ran a hand through his hair, pacing in his room.
"I—I can help with structuring. I'm not great with original ideas but I can refine. I can organize chaos. I can—"
"Good," Krishna interrupted gently.
"Season 2 needs refinement."
Jacob straightened immediately.
"When do I start?"
"Soon. I'll send details."
Jacob's grin stretched ear to ear.
-Grin
"Thank you, man. Seriously."
Krishna nodded once.
-Nod
"Don't thank me yet. Work will be heavy."
Jacob laughed hearing his friends words.
-Haha!
"I've seen your frog announcement. I'm prepared for anything."
The call ended.
Krishna stared at the empty projection space for a moment.
In his past life, he had fought beside someone who never hesitated to stand with him.
Maybe this time—
He would build alongside someone instead.
He activated his bracelet again.
This time, contacting his filmmaking trainer at Helios Vanguard Academy.
The trainer appeared shortly after, projection crisp and composed.
"Krishna," he said. "What brings you to call?"
"I'd like to put out a short internal notice," Krishna replied.
"Part-time creative roles. Storyboarding, animation assistance, background sequencing. Paid."
The trainer's brows lifted slightly.
"...."
"For Star Entertainment?"
"Yes."
A slow smile spread across the trainer's face.
"I was wondering when you'd do that."
Krishna tilted his head slightly.
"You expected this?"
"You spoke about building the right logic in films," the trainer replied. "Now build the right team."
Krishna nodded hearing his trainer's response.
-Nods
"Send the notice to filmmaking department students only. Limited slots."
"It will be done," the trainer said.
The call ended.
The room returned to quiet.
The Entertainment System reappeared, sitting cross-legged mid-air.
[Oho,] it hummed. [From solo genius to team leader. Character development.]
Krishna ignored the jab.
"...."
Season 2 wouldn't just be continuation.
It would be expansion.
And for the first time since reincarnating—He wasn't building alone anymore.
Seven days passed...
The countdown on Star Entertainment's page ticked lower.
6 days.... 3 days....12 hours.... 30 minutes.
And now—
UniNet – Live...
LumiNyx's stream background pulsed neon green tonight in honor of the frog poster.
Her pink hair shimmered under the virtual lighting as she leaned toward the camera, tail swaying dramatically.
"Alright chat," she announced. "The frog drops in five minutes."
Viewer count: climbing. Rapidly.
The countdown timer floated above her stream overlay, synced to Star Entertainment's official release clock.
[💬 User: TomJerry4Life: I'm still not over the fact he chose FROG over Season 2.]
[💬 User: AllIsWell_42: If this sucks I'm blaming Rancho personally.]
[💬 User: SpikeFan9000: He better not be delaying Tom & Jerry for this amphibian nonsense 😭]
LumiNyx laughed reading the comments.
"You all say that," she teased, "but you're here."
[💬 User: ChaosEnjoyer: We are here to judge him LIVE.]
[💬 User: PiaWasRight: Rancho please explain yourself.]
[💬 User: GatekeeperGalaxy: From Orpheon to frog in 7 days. Bold move.]
The countdown hit 3:00.
LumiNyx leaned closer to the mic.
"I'm telling you right now," she said in mock seriousness,
"if this becomes catchy, don't come crying to me."
[💬 User: MemeLord_Jerry: IF IT GETS STUCK IN MY HEAD I'M SUING.]
[💬 User: VerdantisFarmer77: My little brother has snacks ready.]
[💬 User: CinemaPurist_88: This is either genius marketing or total derailment.]
[1:30...]
The chat began jokingly plotting dramatic revenge.
[💬 User: TomJerry4Life: We gather at dawn and demand Season 2.]
[💬 User: SpikeDefenseForce: Strangle him? No. We tickle him aggressively.]
[💬 User: AllIsWell_42: If it's bad we're replacing his frog with Tom.]
LumiNyx covered her mouth, laughing.
"Please don't threaten directors before the video even drops."
[0:45...]
Tension rose. Even the skeptics were watching.
[0:10...]
The stream grew quiet. Even chat slowed.
[0:05... 0:04... 0:03... 0:02... 0:01]
The Star Entertainment page switched instantly.
The thumbnail animated. Neon skyline. Chrome frog. Bassline hit.
[Ring-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding—]
LumiNyx froze. Chat paused. Half a second.
Then—
[💬 User: UnKnown: WHAT_IS_THIS]
[💬 User: MemeLord_Jerry: NO. NO WAY.]
[💬 User: SpikeDefenseForce: WHY IS THIS ACTUALLY FIRE??]
[💬 User: AllIsWell_42: HE DID NOT—HE DID NOT JUST DO THAT.]
The frog bounced across the screen in perfect sync.
[Wa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pow!]
LumiNyx burst into laughter.
"Oh no."
The chat erupted.
[💬 User: CinemaPurist_88: IT'S CATCHY. I HATE IT.]
[💬 User: AllIsWell_42: MY BRAIN IS VIBRATING.]
[💬 User: MemeLord_Jerry: HE MADE A MEME WEAPON.]
The chorus hit again.
"Ring-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding!"
Viewer count spiked violently.
Reaction streams across UniNet began popping up instantly.
Some were laughing uncontrollably.
Some were pretending outrage.
Most were replaying it.
LumiNyx shook her head, still laughing.
"He said surprise," she admitted. "This… is chaos."
In thousands of homes—Children were already bouncing.
Teenagers were mocking it while humming along.
Even critics who came to mock found themselves nodding subconsciously to the beat.
And at his home in Astraea Prime—
Krishna watched the analytics climb steadily.
The Entertainment System appeared beside him wearing DJ shades.
[Congratulations,] it announced grandly.
[You have successfully infected the galaxy.]
The frog looped again.
And the chat, despite all threats of playful strangling—Was already asking for the extended remix.
Meanwhile...
LumiNyx leaned back in her floating chair, shaking her head.
"…Again," she declared.
The chat did not resist.
They demanded it.
[💬 User: RingDingCult: Just changed the username... RUN IT BACK.]
[💬 User: MemeLord_Jerry: I need to confirm if I actually like this or if I've lost control of my brain.]
[💬 User: SpikeFan9000: Play it again. For research purposes.]
LumiNyx grinned mischievously.
-Grin
"Alright chat. Second viewing. If this gets stuck in my head, you're paying for my therapy."
The music restarted.
[Ring-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding…]
This time, instead of shock—The chat synchronized.
Many started changing the usernames of them...
[💬 User: WaPaPaPow: WA-PA-PA-PA-PA-PA-POW!]
[💬 User: BrainIsMelting: WHY DOES THE CAMERA SHAKE HIT SO HARD?]
[💬 User: CinemaPurist_88: I came here to critique. I am now nodding. I hate this.]
LumiNyx was laughing openly now, tail swaying wildly.
-Hehehe!!!
"This frog has no right being this energetic!"
Across UniNet, multiple streamers replayed it.
Clips were already being extracted. Short edits. Loop memes.
Slow-motion frog bounce remixes.
Even someone had already edited Rancho's face onto the frog.
[💬 User: WhoIsStarEnt: We need to study Rancho's brain. What is he MADE of?]
[💬 User: VerdantisFarmer77: This is what happens when genius drinks caffeine.]
[💬 User: AllIsWell_42: From suicide commentary to vibrating amphibian in one quarter. The RANGE.]
The view counter on the official video climbed rapidly.
[500K... 2M.... 7M.... 15M.... 40M.... ]
Comments flooded in.
[💬 User: NeonRaver77: This just cured my bad mood.]
[💬 User: GatekeeperGalaxy: I was skeptical. I am now mildly converted.]
[💬 User: AllIsWell_42: He said surprise and dropped an interstellar ringtone.]
[💬 User: PiaWasRight: Is this what half-blood Aurelian energy looks like?]
Credits began pouring in again.
Tips. Support badges. Animated frog emojis spamming the page.
Back in his room, Krishna scrolled through the reactions.
He actually laughed this time. Not a controlled smirk. A real laugh.
-Hahaha!!!
The Entertainment System appeared beside him wearing an apron and somehow holding an entire pizza that had materialized from absolutely nowhere.
[POP!!!]
It took a dramatic bite.
[CHEW!!!]
[Ah yes,] it said between exaggerated chews.
[From emotional trauma to digital amphibian supremacy. We are diversified.]
It snapped its fingers and a mini frog hologram began dancing on the pizza box.
[-SNAP!]
Krishna shook his head.
"Analytics."
Ariel displayed a real-time graph.
The line wasn't climbing. It was ascending vertically.
The frog video was being clipped across platforms.
Looped. Remixed. Used in reaction edits.
Even critics who disliked it were boosting it through mockery.
The Entertainment System pointed a greasy slice toward the screen.
[Observe,] it declared theatrically.
[You have created the rarest species in the entertainment ecosystem.]
Krishna raised an eyebrow.
"A shared inside joke."
Across galaxies, strangers were typing:
[Ring-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding.]
At the same time.
And laughing.
The frog wasn't deep. It wasn't emotional. It wasn't socially impactful.
It was pure rhythm and absurdity.
And sometimes—That was exactly what people needed.
Krishna leaned back.
Season 2 planning in progress. Theaters secured. Music video going viral.
The Entertainment System wiped imaginary sauce from its mask.
[....]
Krishna looked at the screen where LumiNyx and thousands of others were replaying the frog for the third time.
"...."
Mission accomplished.
The galaxy had officially been ring-ding'd.
Meanwhile…
Astraea Prime...
On Astraea Prime, far from neon frogs and viral charts—
Inside the towering headquarters of
AetherNest Toy Consortium...
The atmosphere was not playful.
It was sharp. Cold. Corporate.
The office was vast and circular, walls layered with transparent display panels showing decades of toy lines—classics, collector editions, mechanical beasts, plush heroes, interactive learning kits.
At the center sat an old man.
Over six hundred years old.
He looked human at first glance—tall, dignified, sharp cheekbones.
But his hair—Not hair. Feathers.
Silver-white plumes cascading backward like the crest of an ancient avian king.
His eyes were piercing, steady.
Opposite him stood a younger man.
Seventy-eight years old.
Broad-shouldered. Feathered hair darker, less refined. Nervous tension in his posture.
His son.
The current CEO.
And at this moment—A very uncomfortable one.
"You halted production," the elder said calmly.
The calm was worse than shouting.
"You discontinued five legacy lines that have remained profitable for over two centuries."
The son swallowed.
-Gulp
"We needed modernization. Market refresh. Younger demographics want novelty."
The elder tapped the desk.
-Tap
A projection appeared. Sales charts. Decline. Steep.
"Novelty," the elder repeated softly.
"You replaced proven kinetic-build toy series with abstract holo-figurines that lack character identity."
The son stiffened.
"They tested well in simulations."
"They do not sell," the elder replied flatly.
Another chart expanded.
Warehouse backlog.
Unsold inventory stacking like silent accusations.
"You terminated the 'Mythic Critter' line," the elder continued.
"Collectors adored them."
"They were old-fashioned."
"And your replacements?"
Silence.
"...."
"...."
"...."
The younger man's feathers twitched subtly—an involuntary sign of agitation among their kind.
"We needed a bold direction," he muttered.
The elder leaned back slowly.
Outside the office windows, Astraea Prime's skyline shimmered.
Inside, tension thickened.
"Do you know what toys are?" the elder asked.
"They are entertainment products."
"No," the elder corrected. "They are physical memory anchors."
The younger man looked confused.
"When a child bonds with a character," the elder continued, "they don't bond with plastic. They bond with story."
He flicked his wrist.
A UniNet projection appeared in mid-air.
Crazy Frog—paused mid-bounce.
Tom and Jerry thumbnails.
3 Idiots poster.
The son frowned slightly.
-Frown
"That production again?"
The elder's eyes narrowed thoughtfully.
"Observe the pattern."
He expanded analytics. Engagement spikes. Merch interest tags. Fan art requests.
Character-based avatar downloads increasing.
"Star Entertainment," the elder said quietly.
"They are creating icons."
The son's expression tightened.
"...."
"They're just a film studio."
"They are manufacturing emotional property."
Silence.
"...."
"...."
"...."
The elder stood slowly, feathers shifting with controlled authority.
"You removed profitable toy lines without replacing them with characters people care about."
The son opened his mouth—
Closed it.
"Tell me," the elder said softly, "why are children drawing that frog on public holo-boards? Which released this very day."
The younger man hesitated.
"…It's viral."
"Viral fades."
The elder's gaze sharpened.
"But character stays."
He walked toward the panoramic window.
"Tom and Jerry revived slapstick across galaxies."
"3 Idiots revived comedy in modern markets."
"And now," he gestured toward the frog projection,
"a ridiculous neon amphibian has become a shared joke."
The son's face darkened slightly.
"What are you suggesting?"
The elder turned back slowly.
"That we do not chase novelty."
He tapped the projection again.
"We license emotion."
The younger man's eyes widened slightly.
"You want to approach them?"
"I want to explore opportunity," the elder corrected.
His feathers rustled lightly.
"For six centuries, AetherNest thrived because we adapted to characters that endure."
He stepped closer to his son.
"Not trends."
The son lowered his gaze.
"So fix it," the elder said finally.
"Find me something children are bonding with."
The projection flickered once more—
The frog resumed mid-bounce.
[Ring-ding-ding-ding-dingeringeding—]
The elder watched silently.
"...."
Then spoke one last line.
"Before someone else does."
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(A/N):
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If delayed I would post it on Wednesday or Thursday.
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