Once home, Marie’s father ordered her to cook the Orange Fish. Marie dreadfully cooked the Orange Fish. Then he ordered her to serve the Orange Fish. Marie mournfully served the Orange Fish. Then he ordered her to sit down at the table and watch him eat the Orange Fish. Marie sat down and regretfully watched her father eat the Orange Fish.
He ate and ate and ate some more. He ate until his belly became so full it looked like it would burst open. Abruptly a loud POP!! sound came from the father’s belly. His stomach had split open and out traveled thousands of little orange fish.
Marie ran and opened the door, watching the tiny orange fish swim, flop, and splash into the river.
As she watched the thousands of little orange fish swim away downstream, Marie began to sob terribly.