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Week 60: The Ghost Ponyta
(real tale The Goblin Pony)
"It sure was great to have Ash join us for the Halloween show..." Yuki muses as she adjusts the Meowth ears on her costume.
"He is a natural actor..." Akane, as a witch, agrees as she takes some of the candy in the cast member's break room. The two of them watch as onstage, Brock, as a sage, and Ash, in his traditional mage's costume, trade spooky tales from their hometowns.
As the applause dies on Brock's latest tale, he motions to Ash. "Okay, it's your turn to tell us a scary story..."
"That I have--one of Pallet's best known legends." Ash replies before beginning "The story goes that on one stormy Halloween night long ago, when Pallet was a small village named Taicho, the wise woman of the town bade the children stay inside--lest they be captured by witches, ghosts, and other things that go bump in the night."
Murmurs go up at this. "But the majority of the kids still wanted to go out--one wanted to see the girl he had a crush on, another wanted to go looking for Krabbies and Corphishes, and another wanted to pick Berries, to name a few reasons." Ash continues. "Only a few remained behind while the rest went out into the night, despite the wise woman's warnings. They blew off her tales of monsters and ghost Ponytas as just that--stories."
"Big mistake..." Brock cautions--he knows how stories like this usually end with either the disobedient children dead at the hand of the teller's monster of choice, or disappeared and presumed dead from chasing a spirit.
"As the children all made their way into the forest, they saw a Ponyta with an odd teal glow." Ash continues over the nervous giggles. "They presumed it to be someone's lost Ponyta, and led it to the pond where the men of the town led their Rapidashes to drink." Ash takes a moment to examine something, as if the ghost Ponyta is actually there. "Then some of the children got the idea to try and ride it back to town, but instead of going back to town, the Ponyta made its way to the coast, just as the wind and waves picked up again. It was only then they realized they had encountered a ghost Ponyta."
Some girls up front swallow hard at this. "The ghost Ponyta very much enjoyed frolicking in the pounding waves while the children hung on for dear life, until they were just a speck on the horizon." Ash continues. "Whether the children died in the surf, or if they're still hanging on for the ride of their lives, I leave you to decide for yourself. But if you climb the hill overlooking the sea just outside of Pallet on a rainy night and listen hard enough, you might hear the whinnies of the ghost Ponyta and the children's laughter as they romp in the surf."
Brock raises an eyebrow at the tale's end. "Interesting...I've never heard that one before." He turns to the audience. "How bout it? Did you like that one?"
The crowd roars in reply. Ash is flattered by the applause, and takes a bow...