Amphi was the youngest of the royal litter. With his olive-green spotted skin and long webbed feet, he was quite a looker. Being the youngest and the only male among the royal offspring, his parents and his sisters were fiercely protective of him. Since he was way too young for frog school, he stayed in the royal well residence while his parents and siblings went about their kingdom with their daily chores. They had always warned him about the many dangers of the outer world. Snakes, frog catchers, and of course, the biggest of them all – a relatively new threat. There were many ways to escape from snakes and other predators (even the frog catchers). The secret escape techniques dated back to many generations. But the new threat was relatively difficult to avoid. His sisters had warned him about them. They had told him many terrifying stories. Strangely, his parents seemed unaware of this new threat. Amphi wrote it off as a generation gap thing.
Maybe it was because of the way he was sheltered from danger, confined to the well for all his life – he had a natural curiosity about the big threat. Legend had it that once a human Prince who was cursed to become a frog prince regained his human form when he was kissed by a Princess. Or so his sisters had told him. A small part of him wondered if they were just spinning tales to pull his leg.
One frogday, when his parents and siblings had left home, Amphi found that his curiosity got the best of him. Could the kissing damsels be that bad? After all, unlike the other predators, they weren’t out to kill him. Kissing seemed much better in comparison to killing! But he wondered why his sisters had been adamant that the kissing damsels were the worst. He decided to find out for himself.
And off he leaped, out into the big, bad world that the adults had warned him about. Maybe luck was on his side, (or maybe not) but soon he came across a group of damsels. A group! This was his moment. He was finally going to face and conquer one of the most feared of all threats. He drew himself up to his full height and leaped. He continued leaping until he found a branch that was very close to the group of damsels. The girls who were rather busy playing a game of hide-and-seek didn’t notice our little friend.
Amphi waited and waited. Yet he felt no active threat from the damsels’ presence. Tired of waiting and excited to have an adventure, he decided to take matters into his own hands. He managed to make his way on to the shoulder of an unsuspecting damsel. So engrossed was she in the game that she didn’t notice the stranger perched on her shoulder. She was beautiful in a human way. When Amphi saw that even close proximity didn’t buy him attention, he decided to croak. Maybe a kiss from her wouldn’t be a bad idea.
Before he could complete his croaking routine, something really unexpected happened. He had even puckered his lips in the anticipation of a kiss. But what happened next was weirder than his wildest dreams of conquering damsels!
“AAAAARGHHHHHHHHH. EWWWW! A FROG. AAARGHHHHHH. EWWWWWWW”
She screamed for her life – a very shrill, piercing sound! Amphi only had to endure the shrill shrieking for a split second before the damsel brushed him off his shoulder and ran off.
Amphi fell face first and got kissed by the dusty ground instead as he faceplanted himself into the ground. As for the damsel, she was still screaming. What was worse, the others in the group had also started screaming and running wildly. Forget kisses, Amphi was in dire danger of getting trampled. He was at his wit’s end. Somehow, by some luck, he managed to get away from them.
So I tried something new. The story is long but I hope it was interesting. Do let me know what you thought about it?
Do you think I should write more fairy tales with a twist? Here’s another one by the way – one of my most popular posts: Not a run-of-the-mill fairy tale!
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