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Once Upon a time, there lived a cute little grandma, whose house was 

in the woods. She was very sick. One day she called up her 

granddaughter and had asked her to bring her some butter and a pot 

of soup. Her granddaughter was very unique. Her name was Little Red 

Riding Wolf. Little Red Riding Wolf had the body structure, and 

characteristics of a wolf. Everyone at school picked on her because she 

was always hairier than the rest. As long as her grandmother loved 

her for who she was, everything was alright. Until one day…

As Little Red Riding Wolf got off the phone with her 

grandmother, she packed up her basket, put on her red 

cloak, and headed off on the trail. During the walk to 

her grandmother’s house, she stumbled upon some nice 

looking stones. . She thought to herself, “Oh how nice 

would it be to collect rocks for grandma.” 

All of a sudden she hears something stepping on 

twigs in the woods behind her. Little Red Riding 

Wolf slowly picks up her head and to find a human 

stalking her. This was no ordinary human, it was a 

mutant. This mutant walked on all fours and 

snarled. “Reminds me of the girl from Little Red 

Riding Hood”, thought Little Red Riding Wolf.

“Where are you headed to my lovely one?” asked 

the mutant.

“Oh, you know, just bringing grandmother butter, 

a pot of soup, and some rocks I picked up along 

the way”, stated Little Red Riding Wolf. 

“How sweet of you darling. Do you mind showing 

me where she lives and maybe I could give you a 

short cut to her house?” questioned the mutant.

“Sounds great! Grandmother lives around the first 

corner and at the very bottom of a hill,” explained 

Little Red Riding Wolf.

“Very good. Now, if you keep going straight you will 

come up upon two different trails. You need to take 

the left one,” smirked the mutant.

    As the mutant and Little Red Riding Wolf walked 

together to the trails, Little Red Riding Wolf doesn’t 

seem to notice that the mutant had taken the opposite 

direction that she was told to follow.

 …

    The mutant has finally reached her 

destination. Grandmother’s house. She goes 

up and approaches the door and knocks. 

The little old lady cries out, “Who is it?”

The mutant tries to sound as sweet as she can. 

“Your granddaughter, here to have brought 

you butter and a pot of soup and some lovely 

rocks I found along the way.”

“Oh, alright. Pull the string and duck under the 

low ceiling when you come in.” spoke the 

grandmother.

    The mutant did as she was told. As she was 

walking into the house she went straight to the 

little old lady’s bedroom. Knowing what the 

mutant was born to do, she gently questioned 

the grandmother.

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