Little Red: Part 1
Everyone thinks they know who little red riding hood is. Don't you know the happy and cheerful story? Ha ha ha, well… you're so HACKING WRONG. Little Red was called that because her eyes were the same color as roses. The red rose dummies. Her real name was Gwenelda. was Her hood was purple and she always wore it with a black shirt, purple tie and matching skirt. Her hair was medium length with purple streaks and she always had a scary smirk on her caramel face. If you saw her you'd probably get scared and run. If that wasn't enough, she had military training and is a black belt in every deadly style. You have to learn this when you become an ex-girl scout. Which finally brings me to my tale of utter evil..Err… happy dapperness."MOM! Have you seen my red hood! I accidently dyed my hair red!" screeched Red. "Here you go my wittle pwincess!" Mrs. Redwood said as she handed her punk daughter the Red cape. "Don't call me that in public", replied Red as she rushed off to her Grammy's with a basket full of food and explosives. You can say a million things about how scary Red is but you can't say she isn't nice. She loves visiting her granny. Also the girl scouts want her dead for sharing their secrets with outsiders Pinky (her sister people used her in the story you know) and Axle, her wood chopping neighbors' son.
"Grammy It's huh, your little red princess," said Red as she entered the small cabin. It was quiet and didn't feel right. As Red went further into the cabin, she saw a figure lying in bed. "come on in sugar plum," said the figure. Red was extra indifferent. As she walked up to the figure concealing kunai in her hood, she stepped on a piece of paper. It read, "hey punkin pie, be back at 4 –Grammy Redwood." Red knew from there it was a trap. Red inched closer and then, she said "oh grandmother, why on this day do you look like a werewolf?" The figure that was in the bed jumped up and tackled Red. It was a wolf. "Well Gwen, guess lost a few steps," said the wolf. "Too bad, because now if you want to live, you have to;" the wolf pulled out a box of fudge netters. "Buy a cookie!" out the wolf popped three girl scouts holding guns. "Now buy or we bust caps," they said. Red just smiled, and then pulled out two grenades. "You wish '"
Meanwhile, Grandmother Redwood was just in safe range of her house.
BOOOM!!!!!!!
Grandmother Redwood and Red buried the girl scouts out in the woods. They weren't dead. They just didn't care.
The End?