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I present: The Pretty Little Calf

Fem America-Abigail

Male Alaska-Alexi

Ships: rusame, Rochu, and ruseng


Once upon a time, there lived a Russian with his three wives. One day, he had to go to another city to take up a new position as a town official and before he left, he went to his wives.

"I will leave you for a year to get a new job. What will you give me upon my return?" Ivan asked.

The first wife stepped forward. "I will give you gold." She said with an English accent. She held a smug smile and looked for approval but was met with a nod.

The second wife stepped forward. "I will give you silver." She said with a Chinese accent. She sent a look to the first wife and Ivan nodded his head.

The third wife stepped forward and said with an American accent, "I will give you a son."

Ivan's eyes went wide and he smiled down at his wife. "I count the days until my return then dear one."

They could say anything or do anything until he left, but the first two wives were filled with jealousy and rage. When it came time for the young wife to have the baby, the two wives plotted a way to get rid of the baby and refused to help Abigail through her labor.

She gave birth to a healthy baby boy that she named Alexi. He had his fathers pale hair and his eyes were a mix of violet and blue. He was a beautiful baby and the two wives hated him.

When Abigail was asleep, the English wife took the baby and threw him into a pond but he floated and did not drown. The next night, the Chinese wife took Alexi, wrapped him in straw and grass. Then she fed him to a water buffalo.

Abigail woke up to find no baby and could not speak. She cried and screamed but could not speak.

Ivan came home and saw the silver and gold, but no son.

"There was a child..." the first wife began.

"But it was a lump of flesh. No son." The second wife finished.

Ivan looked at a grief stricken Abigail. She hair was a mess and her eyes bloodshot and puffy.

"And the baby?"

She didn't have to speak because the two wives spoke for her.

"That thing was no more than a pile of flesh!"

Abigail's eyes went wide and shook her head in protest.

"There was no life in the creature at all."

Tears rolled down her cheeks and Ivan wanted nothing more to scoop her into his arms and hold her until all of this went away.

"Since she didn't keep her promise, you have to send her away or the others will start to think that if your wife doesn't keep her promise then they will not have to keep their promise."

He couldn't! She was his sweetheart.

"She couldn't even promise a son. What would your sister think of that?"

He did. He threw her out with a heavy heart and wished her luck.

...

Months later, a beautiful buffalo calf was born and it followed Ivan around like he was his own son. The calf went with Ivan everywhere and someone mentioned that he could understand human speech. Ivan brushed it off but the calf's behavior made him wonder if it were true. So he did what anyone would do: wait until he was alone and try it out for himself.

He picked a sunflower and said to the calf, "Go take this to your mother little one."

The calf took the stem between his teeth and dashed away. Ivan followed it but it didn't go to the female buffalo like he thought. The calf ran to a mill and dropped the flower at the feet of the poor woman who opened the door.

She was rather beautiful. Too beautiful to work in a mill.

Ivan walked closer but saw that it was Abigail and hid behind a tree before she could see him. Ivan was confused. 'Why would a calf go to Abigail?"

A week later, Ivan's neighbor shouted over the voices of her suitors that she would marry whoever caught a ball that she threw. The picked up a ball, chucked it over her fence and the calf caught it. Well, it got stuck on its horn.

"She cannot wed an animal!"

"It's a sin!"

"It's unnatural!"

"He's better than any of you!" The young lady said and she threw some bridal robes over the calf.

The calf started to run and the young lady ran after the calf. She didn't want to be alone with the suitors. She found the robes at a pond but they were not on a calf, they were on a handsome young man. His pale blond hair a cute messy, his blue-violet eyes looked lovingly into her own green eyes.

"Where is my calf?" She asked.

"I am the calf. If you would come with me, I will tell you and my father the whole story."

...

The two wives got home from shopping in the village. They walked past the mill and laughed at the woman they hated so much. They were still laughing when they got home but it quickly died when they saw the anger and the hate in their husband's eyes.

"Would either of you care to explain to me why you tried to kill my son, and forced me to send my wife away?" He growled.

It was then they noticed a man standing behind Ivan that looked like him but also like...

NO!

...

That afternoon, Ivan went to the mill and got on his knees and begged Abigail to forgive him. They were once again reunited and had many more sons.


Next: Swan Lake-Amebel

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Sings how everybody's got a water buffalo.