Canto IX

Canto IX

The Baying Wolf continued along the road, proud

And pleased with himself. His belly was

Nearly full, and he was tired. The sun was rising,

He had worked through the whole night

For his meals. Smacking his lips, he considered

Breakfast, and saw in the distance a

House of bricks. His lips formed a horrible smile, each

Curved, cruel tooth showing. Here was his

Breakfast, and a place to sleep.

He paced the path leisurely, his objective always in

His sight. Then he was there, standing

In front of the brick house, which was none other than

Britar's house, poor Britar, whose

Brothers had been devoured by that disgusting,

Wicked Wolf. Then the Wolf was

At Britar's door, and knocked, with a call,

"Little

"Friend, little friend, let me come in? I am

"A poor wanderer, with no where to

"Rest, and naught to eat."

Kind Britar was moved by these words, but

Knew the dangers of the world, and

Replied kindly,

"Ah, if I could only let

"You in, kind sir! But the world is

"Full of dangers, I cannot risk letting one through

"My door! However-" Britar paused,

Took a few of his coins, shoved them under the

Door-jam, so that the Wolf could reach them. He continued,

Sweetly said,

"Take these, my friend, and walk

"This path but a little longer. An inn

"You will find down the road, and these meager

"Coins will buy you a shelter for tonight."

The Wolf sighed sadly, impatience welling in his brain, cruel

Thoughts dwelling in his mind.

"But sir! I

"Will have starved by the time

"I reach this inn, and my feet are ready to

"Fall from my ankles with fatigue."

Britar shook his head sadly, and shoved one

More coin under the door.

"This is all I have

"To give you, if I give you more I

"Myself will starve. Please sir, take the

"Money, and continue on your way. If only I had

"More to give you! If only, by the hair of my chinny-chin-chin!"

The Wolf's eyes grew large with anger, and

A sneer played on his lips. How could

This strange pig turn him away?! He would

Not leave! The Baying Wolf drew in

A deep breath, and howled at

The brick house of Britar, knowing

He would knock it down like the other three

Houses. Yet when he stopped howling, the house

Still stood in front of him. Britar

Called from within,

"Friend, why the

"Anger? I gave you all I have to give! Please,

"Do not be angry with me!"

At this the Wolf was filled with intense

Hatred. How could this pig still be kind to him

When he had just tried to blow his house

Down? The Baying Wolf inhaled again, and

Hoped that this time the house would fall as

He blew. He blew, and blew, and blew, until suddenly,

He stopped blowing. Brave Britar, kind

Britar, third little pig, opened his door and

Looked out at the world. There, in front of his

Door, someone had left a two-sided

Wolf skin rug. Britar shrugged at this kindness, picked

It up, and set it in front of his hearth. The

Rug stayed there, til the day Britar was buried.

Author's Note: Well, that's it! The End! Hope you enjoyed it, but how someone could enjoy something that mimics Beowulf I do not know. As I don't think anyone owns the Three Little Pigs, I OWN EVERYTHING!!!!!! YAAAAY! ::cough:: Well…I guess. And if someone does own the piggies, then they belong to them. Simple as that. Oh, and how many people got that the villain is called the "Baying Wolf", which happens to be very close to "Beowulf"? Well, it was a pun. Not a very funny one, but hey, that's life. Well, ta!