Author's Note: I just wanted to try something different and do a short story while I take a break from my other fic. I own nothing from the show but I wish and none of the characters are mine or whatsoever.
Red absently cleaned the table exhaling slowly. She looked around the Dinner and call it a day. The clock in the wall announced it was time for her to hang the apron and grab the cloak.
Granny walked to the front door securing it "Are you going for a run tonight?"
"Maybe, I'm a bit tired though"
"Just come back before wee hours and make sure to take a bath before you go to bed, I don't want to change your blankets again because of the mud"
"Will do Granny" sighed grabbing to the red fabric that defined her in her story.
"Something wrong, girl?"
"No…not really, I just been thinking…well now that the curse is broken and everyone knows everything and all…"
"Yes?" she asked uninterested going behind the counter.
"Well…who is my father?" a loud crash sounded as the glass shattered in the floor "gosh Granny, you alright?" she ran to her side in a heartbeat
"Yes, yes, I just…" she kneeled picking up the biggest pieces
"Don't, I will clean it" went for the broom
"Why do you want to know about your father?"
"Because, he is a part of me and I know nothing at all about him" she swept the glass "and all my childhood was kind of a big lie, so…I just wish to know who he was, is he still alive? Or was he too a wolf or a huntsman or is he even in this town?"
"You don't need to know any of that" cut in Granny.
"What?"
"Knowing that will do you no good"
"Don't you think that is my call? I mean…hiding the truth did no good to us when I killed Peter and murdered my mom"
"Trust me child, you don't want to know"
"No Granny! I don't trust you!" her eyes were watering "you never trusted me with this of the wolf so…I don't trust you to hide more things from me!" she grabbed her hood and took off.
"Red, come back here right this second!" she heard her Granny shout, but she was already sprinting into the woods.