Grasping the edge, he shouts for someone to help him. Minutes pass before two hooked claws reach for Alfie, Alfie hesitates before letting the claws pull him up with ease. After the hands pulled him up, Alfie’s met by the beady black eyes of an ant, after dusting himself off he thanks the ant and walks around looking for the town he dreamed of finding, the ant grabbed Alfie by the arm and yanked him towards her, “Are you going to wander around, or do you want help!?” Alfie, startled by this, nodded and followed the ant, reaching a big wall the ant began walking up and prompted Alfie to climb, Alfie knew he could never climb that and asked the ant if she could take him up, she scoffed and tossed Alfie on her back. Reaching the top, Alfie sat in a mix of awe and disgust as the ant showed him their city, “Beautiful isn’t it.” she said while looking over a city of mouldy fruits and snacks, “Come on, let me show you around!” she said before rushing off to the streets.
Pulling Alfie along, Alfie’s head spins as he passes all the bright buildings. Many ants turn in disbelief as the frog zoomed pass. Stopping to a halt, she plants Alfie down and gestures towards a giant apple, “Here we are the Big Apple, it’s like a library and town hall.” Alfie raises his hand to wave goodbye, but before he can the ant darts off. Eyeing up the putrid fruit Alfie opens its orange peel doors, a short red ant scuffles up to Alfie and asks him to state his business, “I’m looking for a way to the surface?.” says Alfie, the ant nods and gestures Alfie to follow them, roaming around the maze like bookshelves, the ant reaches for a crumbling map but can’t reach, Alfie extends his arm and passes to the ant, unfurling the map the ant hands it to the ant.
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Alfie grabs the map of the ant and rushes out to get back to the surface. Bursting through the door, Alfie feels a rush of excitement as he can finally get out of the underground, ants see Alfie running with the map and make a wall with their bodies, “Where do you think you’re going like that, your going to need adventuring gear.” tossing Alfie a bag they gleefully say, “That’ll be ten sugar cubes!” “I don’t have any sugar cubes?” replies Alfie, “Pal can you do us one favour?” Alfie nods cautiously, “Okay frog, I need you to get us sap, can you do that?” “Where am I supposed to find a tree?” asks Alfie, the ants shrug and scatter away, confused Alfie continues to follow his map, leaving the Big Apple he gets a big breath of fresh air. Walking off into a cave system Alfie hears faint clinking echoing through the caves, he wonders if he should investigate the noise; he shrugs it off and continues walking, eventually he finds a place where he can hear the clanking, its just some miner ants digging, so he asks if any tunnels take him to the surface, “Yeah this one.” says a dirty ant pointing to a dusty tunnel, Alfie hesitantly starts walking through the tunnel.