Obby's Little red re-write
Finally, I’m free. It had been ten years since I last tasted the sweetness of fresh air. Prison life wasn’t my thing. They kept asking me if it was worth it. Eating those pigs and destroying their homes. It was a blast for me. Seeing them shake from fear. Their hair on their chinny chin chin
knowing what has to happen. The taste of their raw muscles still lingers in my mouth. The feeling of their soft tender meat grinding. The joys of seeing their blood splatter on the floors and stain the fur of my mouth and face. Ah, the sweet feeling of the kill. It was all worth it to me. The W.P.A has given me a den in the woods. I begin a new life.
The new den was in the woods of Pskovskaya oblast on the northern part of Russia. I walked around trying to get the feel of the area and seeing how people lived in the place. It was a nice place to be. Walking down the road I met up with a girl wearing a red cloak holding a basket of goodies. “Hey there little Miss. Can I ask where you are heading. Don’t want you to get lost in the big bad woods.” I said as nicely as I could but the girl shrewdly replied. “Go away you hairy piece of mud. You just want to eat me. Go before I get my boyfriend the woodsmen to cut you to mini wolf pieces.” That little shrew. She went away and I decided to stalk her. No one says that to me. NO ONE. The girl stopped as she saw the woodsmen. She pointed towards the worn out road and I heard her say she was going to her granny. I then ran off towards the grannies place. Once I got there the granny was dead. A heart Attack I’d guess. Don’t want to spoil the meat. I ravaged the corpse of the dead women. A bit stale but meat is meat. I cleaned up the small remains and threw the bones in the closet. I put on her gown because it felt nice. I think its silk, looks great on me. But I think it makes me look fat. The girl started knocking on the door. I ran to the bed and pulled the covers over me. She came in and threw the basket on the table.
“Hey Granny, how you doing today. Oh. What big eyes you have.” Red said as she sat down next to me.
“I got new contacts. It’s called essence of wolf. You like?” I said trying to sound like a old lady.
“And what big ears you have.”
“((Think of something the old lady would say))”
“And what big teeth you have.”
Okay games over. I jumped out of the bed and smiled. she panicked and leaned on the wall screaming. It was a annoying sound. I pounced on the girl and locked my jaws on her neck. I pulled back as hard as I could and tore a hole in her throat. She fell to the ground, I stood above her watching her grasp for air. I laughed as every try she made filled her lungs with her own blood causing her to drown. The girl took forever to stay silent but finally she did. I removed her cloak and wore it. I wasn’t hungry so the threw the girl in the closet. Well at least the girl and the old one can have their little get together in the after life. I laughed. I cleaned up the mess and decided hey since this place is vacant I guess I’ll just take over. I can see why the girl always wore this cloak. Its nice and softer. Better then fur. But to spoil the mood. Someone started knocking on the door. I tried my best to do a red impression.
“Come…come in”
I faced away from the door.
How better to come in and ruin my day. Good old woodsmen came in and looked around.
“Say red where’s granny.” said the oaf
“She’s taking a cold shower at the moment.”
“I see…” I’m guessing he could smell the odor of death.
“Come…come closer my dear…closer to me I have a surprise for you.” I picked up a knife from the girls basket. The oaf walked closer to me and when he came close enough I turned around and sent the knife towards the oaf. But to my dismay he saw a puddle of blood near the closet so he threw the axe he held at my head. The axe went through my head and thus my story ends. The woodsman finds the dead bodies and mourns the lost of his lover and friend. He then burns the house with me in it. Then buries the girls in the back yard. So sad from the death of his lover he ends his own life.
Now I’m in hell having a tea party with Goldilocks and the wicked witch of the west. Pass the cheese cake.
