I was just told by someone about the wonders and weirdness of the world. But I never knew that it would occur to the fairytale-land as well.
Well, not exactly fairytale-like.
So there’s this one ordinary girl called the Little Red Riding Hood. No, she’s not the clumsy Little Red Riding Hood we all knew—she lived in a big city. A big one, like New York. And like her counterpart, she still is the sweetest and cutest child in the whole ci—er no, I mean her school. And despite that, being born in a family of secret agents, she wasn’t spoiled—she’s still a good girl who likes to help her family with things.
And that’s why she wasn’t complaining when she was sent off to the countryside one day.
“Take this basket of bread and goodies to your grandma as she is not well these days and cannot cook for herself,” her mother told her at the airport before her plane departs.
Little Red Riding Hood nodded simply, not even complaining about how her mother supposed to put all of these on a Tupperware.
And so here she was, in front of a small cottage she had rented the moment she had arrived. She know her grandma’s house too well—pass through the forest, near the brook. So as she settled to go to her grandma’s house, she checked to make sure that the basket of goodies was still with her.
Along the way, she carefully eyed her surroundings, trying to make sure there isn’t any wolf passing by and stalking her. She used to being read stories by her mother a lot when she was still little, and one of them somehow coincidentally matched with her condition right now. Yeah you know what story did I mean, right?
And aside for now, not even a single fur has she spotted.
“Well, I’m safe for now,” she thought to herself, as she began to stride happily across the forest path to her grandma’s.
It wasn’t long before she finally arrived at her grandma’s house. Eagerly she knocked the door—“Who is there?” a cackly voice answered—and okay, she’s dumb shocked right that time.
“I-It’s me, Li-little Red Riding Hood,” she stuttered. “I’m bringing some food for you.”
“Come in, it’s been a long while,” so said the voice, and with that she gently creaked the door open. It’s been a while since she hasn’t seen her, making her forgot how her face looks like, but deep down her heart she knew something’s wrong.
“Grandma?” She still cannot manage herself to close the door properly. What all the big changes had surrounded her grandmother, and oh her fur! “Wh-what...