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Odd Frollo Dream...
Written by Meaghan Edwards (ak092@freenet.hamilton.on.ca)
Copyright: 1997. Originally posted 2/1/97.
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Odd Frollo Dream...

        Last night I had a dream about Claude Frollo. He was wearing a
robe with tropical design on it (pineapples, flowers, you name it!) And he
didn't have the "go to hell" aditude, but rather, he was sweet-natured and
rather weak-willed. Frollo was wearing Old Spice deodorant and had been
wounded by Poebus with a sword for some reason. But he was  *very*
sweet! He put his arm around my shoulders and hugged he affectioatley and
said "Finally I got a fan! No one ever likes me!" While Quasi/Clopin and
Poebus were robbing a bank like thugs! Here goes the story:

{CLAUDE FROLLO walks down the street dressed in a robe with a tropical
design on it with a wide smile on his face. There is a sword wound on his
right shoulder.I approach FROLLO with a smile and the two of us walk
shoulder-to-shoulder together}

Me: I can recall that you wern't such a softy in Summer!

{FROLLO grins and starts to blush}

Frollo: I had trouble with the Bellringer.

{I try not to laugh}

Myself: Who? Quasi?

Frollo: Yeah, him. I fell off the stupid belltower and sprained my ankle.
I fear him now.

Myself: Oh, goodie!

{suddenly a alarm goes off. CLOPIN/ESMERELDA/POEBUS and QUASIMODO rush
into the ROYAL BANK building together and start pointing guns at the
employees}

Clopin: Hand over the money, or I'll hang you!
Esmerelda: If you give us the money, no one will be hurt!
Manager: What seems to be the problem here?
Poebus: I'm sending your employees to Hell!
Quasi: Yeah, you heard them!

{CLOPIN, ESMERELDA, POEBUS and QUASIMODO grab handfulls of hundred dollar
bills and run out of the bank together with lootbags full of money over
their shoulders}

Myself: Frollo...

{FROLLO puts his hand on my shoulder}

FROLLO: Yes, Meaghan, what is it?

{I look up at him with a sneer}

Myself: I am a loyal fan of you and....

{FROLLO grins and puts his arm around my shoulder in an affectionate way.}

Frollo: Finally I got a fan! No one ever likes me!

{I think this over carefully.}

Myself: The only problem I see here is that you acted too fierce before.
No one likes villians, and you, well--

{FROLLO smiles once again}

Frollo: Gotten a bit more gentle?

Myself: Well, yeah.

Frollo: Quasi's a robber now with all his other buddies. Hey, why not go
to dinner together one night at Pizza Hut?

This was one strange dream. What's strange about it is the fact that I can
still smell the Old Spice that Frollo was wearing. Weird. Did anyone else
have such an unusual Frollo dream? I would like to hear from you!