RE: Messed Up Twisted Fairy Tales
Someone told me I should provide an extract, so I better do as they say!
Twisted: Little Red Riding Hood
Red Riding Hood and I returned to her Grandma’s cottage to find it as empty as a hedgehogs belly at the end of hibernation season. The bed was unmade and the front door was wide open. There was no sign of Grandma or her terrifying 'boom-stick'.
‘It looks like she has gone out wolf hunting,’ chuckled Red Riding Hood.
‘That’s not good news,’ I replied, shaking my head and howling at the ceiling, ‘the poor old dear.’
‘Probably gone to hunt herself a wolf,’ said Red Riding Hood laughing. ‘She’ll probably make me a nice furry coat out of you. Then people will call me Little Red Howling Hood. That would be so cool, wouldn’t it fur brain?’
I wasn’t too thrilled at Red Riding Hood’s suggestion of being made into a coat and I didn’t much like the idea of being blasted with Grandma’s boom-stick.
‘We had better go and find her,’ I said, ‘then you can tell her that you’re alright and prove that I haven’t eaten you. Then she will take her medicine and get back to bed.’
‘Seeing mad old Grandma out hunting will be such fun,’ she replied, skipping out of the front door.