Vicky Red Riding Hood

randdaddy's sick!” Vicky Riding Hood told her mom. “How can I help him?”

“Why don’t you bring him this basket of goodies that I made?” asked her mom. Vicky Riding Hood liked the idea, so she grabbed the basket, fastened her red cape and went.

She went through the forest and far away. Over the hills and even further away. Through the daffodil lands and picked some daffodils to make grandpa happy - he liked daffodils.

But there was a wolf who had seen her. He didn’t care about eating her, or her grandfather. He wanted the picnic basket, because he was Yogi Wolf, and he liked picnic baskets!!

So he came over to Vicky and started talking. “Hey, Vicky Riding Hood. I represent the Picnic Safety Checkers of Fairytalia. For this basket to be approved, I need to see what is inside it. Vicky looked at him suspiciously. She didn’t think there was A Picnic Safety Checkers of Fairytalia, but she wasn’t sure. So he let him check.

He opened the flap. There was a gorgeous cherry pie, a gallon of lemonade, delicious jellybeans and jujubes. There was a bag of potato chips (regular family size, Miss. Vickie’s) and there was amazing looking, gleaming apples and pears. A thickly iced black forest cake finished the batch.

The wolf’s eyes gleamed. “Yes, this basket seems to be ok. But I need to have it lab tested. Basket please”.

Vicky looked at him. “I’m not selling it, I’m bringing it to my grandfather. And I am a cute girl! I AM NOT GOING TO HAVE THIS BASKET CHECKED!!!!”

And off she went, a dazed and hungry wolf lying on the field of daffodils. But he wasn’t going to give up yet. Because he was smarter than the average wolf. 100% guaranteed, lab tested.

So he went ahead, dressing up as a magical fairy, who then happily took a shortcut to cut infront of Vicky. When Vicky came up he started prancing and singing. “Hello, Vicky Riding Hood! I am the Magical Fairy! I will give you great gifts!”

Vicky stopped and asked “And what do you want?”

The wolf, in the fairy’s magical voice replied. “Your picnic basket. Making dreams come true makes me very hungry!”

Vicky bit her lip. “Gosh, magical fairy!” she said, coming up to her “You sound just like this fake picnic basket inspector!” With this, she tugged the golden locks off and the disguise slipped away.

“You are, you are that bad old picnic inspector!” she cried, and she ran. The wolf picked up the costume and started thinking about his next devious plan to get lunch. Because he was not only smarter than the average bear, but he was also, as his stomach agreed, hungrier too.

So he thought of another plan. And this plan would work. So he quickly hurried over to 3 Pigs Hardware: Purveyors of Hay, Wood and Stones. There, he bought a pile of empty signposts and wrote some false directions, before doubling back and placing them all over so that Vicky would go the wrong way, fall into his trap, and he would get the picnic basket!!!

The trap was clever. She would walk into it, a dangling rope would snag the basket, give basket to said wolf, wolf would run away and Vicky would be released after wolf pressed trigger, about 50 meters away.

Sure enough, Vicky Riding Hood fell into the trap. She walked in, it slammed shut, a dangling arm grabbed the picnic basket, she hit the arm, the arm dropped it, she banged against the wall, and grabbed the basket.

The wolf was flummoxed. This was not supposed to happen. So he grabbed a branch and attempted to take the picnic basket himself. He had just hooked the basket when Vicky pulled uber-super-incredibly hard and the wolf fell through the bars of the cage and into the cage, tumbling beside Vicky.

She smiled. “Let me out, wolf.” She demanded.

“No” he said.

“Yes” she said.

“If I can have your picnic basket” he replied.

“Ok, you can SHARE it.” she said. “When we get to grand daddies house.”

So the wolf opened the cage using his CageMote 2.0 with Special Locking Features. Then they went to grandpa’s house and everyone enjoyed a great meal. Including Yogi Wolf, who was really smarter than the average wolf.

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