Little Red Grim Reaper

Alone. Another slow Friday night. I prepare for a nap until my father, Shinigami-sama, intrudes my dreaming.

"Granny-sama has called!" he brimmed.

I sighed. I hated my grandmother! She is the worst asymmetrical garbage I've ever seen! Her hair is half black and half white. Her eyes are red and hazel. Her toothy grin is even crooked.

"What does she want?" I groaned.

"She wants you to bring her some cookies!" Shinigami-sama held up a skull basket with skull shaped cookies.

"Do I have to?"

"She hasn't seen you for five years."

There is a reason I haven't seen her for five years.

"You have nothing better to do at this hour. Please pay her a visit."

Annoyed by my father already, I stole the cookies and headed to Granny's house- alone.

As I entered her house I gasped at the frightful sight. Rather than my grandmother, a gray wolf lay on her bed, but that isn't the reason I was so angry. The wolf's fur was completely untidy and unsymmetrical.

"Why, hello…" the wolf smirked at me.

I glared at the wolf, "Who do you think you are?"

He froze.

"YOU ASYMETRICAL GARBADGE!DIE!"

I picked up a knife from the table next to the wolf and continuously bashed him with it until he died. Satisfied, I left the cookies on the side table next to the bed and prepared to leave until I noticed that all the cuts I inflicted on the wolf were not symmetrical. I regained the knife and cut his fatal body until I found all of his scars were symmetrical.

I sighed with relief until I noticed my grandmother approach me from the kitchen.

"Hello, grandson!" she darted toward me.

"GET AWAY, YOU ASYMETRICAL SCUM!" I hurried out of the house and all the way back home without looking back.