N1: Two twin brothers are resting in a cornfield.
N2: Around them, enchanted tools work the soil.
Hunter: Look! My magic shovel works so hard.
Jaguar Moon (laughing): My rake too!
N3: A mosquito lands on Hunter’s arm.
N1: He’s about to crush it, when—
Mosquito: Don’t kill me! If you let me live, I will tell you a secret.
Jaguar Moon: What secret?
Mosquito: You were never meant to be farmers.
Hunter: What do you mean?
Mosquito: Your father and uncle were great ballplayers. Your grandmother hid the truth from you. She fears that if you play ball, you will end up like them.
Jaguar Moon: What happened?
Mosquito: Their ball playing was so noisy, it angered the lords of the underworld. They summoned your father and uncle to play a match. Your father and uncle . . . never returned.
N2: The twins look at each other.
Hunter: That won’t happen to us.
Jaguar Moon: Never.
Hunter: Let’s play ball!
N3: The twins go to a ball court. There are stone rings on two sides of the court.
Mosquito: To win, you must be the first to get the ball through the ring. But you can’t use your hands or feet.
N1: The twins hit the ball back and forth using their elbows, thighs, hips, and knees.
N2: They race up and down the court.
N3: Meanwhile, in the underworld, the lords grow angry.
Flying Scab: What is that awful noise above?
Chief Lord: Someone is playing ball again!
Skull Scepter: How dare they!
Flying Scab: Where is our owl?
N1: A giant owl swoops in.
Chief Lord (to the owl): Summon them.
Flying Scab: Tell them we challenge them to a game.
Skull Scepter: They will be rewarded if they can beat us.
Chief Lord: The reward being . . . death!
All Lords: Ha ha ha ha ha!
N2: The owl flies off.