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Week 208: The Miracle Froagie

(real tale: The Magic Frog)

"Once upon a time, a woman had three sons." Brock begins. "She was a peasant, but the land she worked was rich and fruitful. Hoping her sons would find fine wives to help with the land, she devised a plan."

"If you are to find good wives, they must know how to work," he explains in a mimic of Delia for the mother. "Take these skeins of flax and give them to your brides-to-be. Ask them to spin it and bring me the linen. Whoever spins the finest linen will have my favor."

As himself, he goes on "The two eldest sons already were in love, so they took the skeins of flax to their beloveds. But the youngest son--we'll call him Alex--had never even spoken to a girl before. He wandered here, there, and everywhere, asking every girl he met if she could spin. But they only laughed and teased him mercilessly."

Angry murmurs go up as Brock continues "And so, at last, he came to a stream and sat down on the bank to ponder his predicament. 'I'll never find a bride,' he sighed, but just then a Froagie leaped out of the water and sat on a rock beside him.

"What's wrong?" he asks in a mimic of Serena for the Froagie.

As himself, he explains "Because Alex was too sad to wonder how a Froagie could even talk, he told her his troubles."

"Give me the flax," he requests as the Froagie,

"...and before Alex could do anything, she took it from his hands, plopped into the water, and disappeared." he continues as himself. Alex sat there for a moment pondering this strange turn of events. Not knowing what else to do, he wandered home empty-handed, just in time to see his brothers returning, their arms full of the linen their beloveds had spun. The two eldest handed over their wares to their mother, while Alex stared down at the floor and blushed.

"What happened to your flax?" he asks as the mother.

As himself, he continues "Alex was so embarrassed that he ran outside and went back to the stream. The moment he arrived, the Froagie leaped out of the water and handed Alex a roll of spun linen."

"Take this to your mother," he instructs as the Froagie.

"...and without stopping to think, Alex hurried home and handed the linen to his mother." he continues as himself.

"I've never seen linen so beautifully spun," he gasps as Delia. "It's perfect, son. You have found an ideal bride-to-be."

The audiemce laughs at Brock's surprised look. "Alex tried to speak, but before he could explain he had found no girl at all, his mother said...."

"I need more proof from each of you, of course. Remember, a wife is forever." he cautions as the mother.

As himself he interjects "And with those words, she led them inside, where three Growlithes sat on the floor."

"Each of you will give a Growlithe to your bride-to-be. Whoever trains her Growlithe best will have my favor." he explains as the mother.

Once back at center stage,Brock continues "So the young men set off, each carrying a Growlithe. Naturally, Alex did not know what to do, so he walked to the stream, sat down on the bank, and pondered some more. Sure enough, the Froagie soon appeared beside him."

"What's wrong?" he asks as the Froagie.

"Alex explained why he had the Growlithe." he deadpans as himself.

"Give me the Growlithe and I will raise it for you." he offers as the Froagie.

"But whoever heard of a Froagie training a Growlithe?" he wonders as himself. "Alex tried to think what to say, but before he knew it, the Froagie had taken the little Pokemon from his arms and disappeared. Weeks passed, and finally on a hot summer day, the mother announced she wished to see the Growlithes. The two eldest sons departed and returned with two beautiful Arcanines that growled and drooled and frightened the mother."

Laughter goes up as the crowd pictures the mother's reaction. "They are not well-trained," Brock sighs as the mother. "Your brides-to-be must work harder."

He grins. "Of course, Alex had returned to the stream and called upon the Froagie to rescue him. A moment later, she was beside him with a big, soft Arcanine that lay down on the ground and yawned. She seemed almost human in the way she turned her head and listened to Alex's every word."

"Aw"s go up at this. "He hurried home with his Arcanine, and when his mother saw her, she exclaimed..." Brock narrates before switching to his "mother" persona. "This is the best Arcanine I have ever seen! Your wife-to-be is perfect, son."

Applause goes up, but then Brock cautions as the mother, "You've done will with tests. Bring your brides-to-be back home and I'll prepare a wedding feast!"

"Hearing these words, Alex felt his heart nearly collapse." he explains as himself. "Where was he going to find a bride? He shuffled to the stream, sat on the bank and began to cry."

"What's wrong?" he asks as the Froagie.

He interjects as himself. "When he told her everything, she said..."

"I'll be your wife." he announces as the Froagie.

"Marry a Froagie?" he gasps in a mimic of Ash for Alex.

"Why not?" he smiles as the Froagie.

"I'll neither have you nor refuse you." he replies as Alex.

As himself, he continues "In the next moment, a little chariot drawn by two tiny Ponytas was standing on the road. The Froagie leaped forward and held open the carriage door. Alex squeezed inside, and they drove along until they came to the North Mountain, where the three birds Articuno, Zapdos, and Moltres lived."

Excited murmurs go up at the mention of the three birds. "When the birds saw the chariot, they burst out laughing." Brock continues. "Articuno laughed so loudly, she froze the wall, Zapdos laughed hard enough to unleash a peal of thunder that could be heard for miles around; and Moltres laughed so hard, she melted the wall Articuno had frozen."

"We must reward you for your clever chariot," he grins, using a gentle female voice for Articuno.

He interjects "So Articuno cast a spell..." he pauses to sing as Articuno Furiya, shuru shamato... before continuing "and turned the Froagie into a beautiful maiden. Zapdos cast a spell..." He then sings Seios, higarima laisido... before continuing "and turned the chariot into a great carriage pulled by prancing Rapidashes." "Moltres cast a spell..." he then sings in a mimic of Lotta Jao wiisha nes chiel com yutuul... before continuing as himself "and a magic purse filled with gold appeared. Then the three birds flew off."

He concludes "Alex and his bride-to-be rode home. His mother was delighted at Alex's new love and declared her the best daughter-in-law. They soon were married and they all lived happily ever after, all of them believers in magic."

"Aw"s and applause fill the air as Brock takes a bow...