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by tookish_girl (tookish_girl)
at November 8th, 2006 (06:53 pm)

current location: home
current mood: frustrated
current song: the guess who

Little Red Riding Hood: chapter 2
by Sarah
disclaimer: they aren't mine, i have nothing of value to anyone except an antique piano my great grandmother left me.

Red sat down on a stump for a few minutes to take a breather and see what his mother had put in this heavy ass basket. He pulled out the plastic bag of blueberry muffins, and to his credit, ate only one. As he sat and chewed, he listened to the birds chirping and the echoing thud of an ax in the distance.

'i wonder if that's John,' Red thought, hoping he'd come across him on the way back; John Sheppard the Woodcutter was tall, dark, and extremely easy on the eyes. They'd run into each other in town a few times, flirted innocently, but that was all it had ever amounted to. Each thought the other arrogant and obnoxious, but Red knew that if the opportunity ever arose, he'd totally jump John's bones.

Red brushed the crumbs off his hands and stood up. As he went back towards the path towards Gramma Teyla's house, he noticed how quiet things had suddenly become. No more birds. No more ringing ax. Red's photographic mind instantly recalled half a dozen 7 OnMySide news reports and updates featuring the most camera-unfriendly faces they could find in the local community, all claiming they had undergone death defying experiences involving the media-dubbed Big Bad Wraith.

In record time, Red was knocking frantically at Gramma Teyla's door.

"Who is it?" asked Teyla through the door.

"It's me, Red! I brought you some dinner!" he panted. He listened incredulously as Gramma Teyla released chains, deadbolts, and latches. Red counted no less than eight locks.

"Geez, Gramma! That's two more locks than last time. What'd you put all these on here for, anyway?" said Red, eyeing the door's mechanisms as she shut it behind him.

"For when the metal ones come." she answered matter-of-factly.

"Oh right, right. Because robots are strong." Red agreed quicky with her distrust of technology so he could steer the conversation towards the goodie basket. "Mom made a casserole and some muffins."

"You must thank her for me." said Teyla as they headed into the kitchen. "Would you mind applying heat to the food while i go wash?"

"Sure." Red replied, and set to work unloading the basket.

"Thank you, Red. You are such a good boy, bringing me good things to eat."

sorry people, i have more, but it will have to wait, people need to use the phone. more tomorrow, i promise!


Posted by: Mani Marte (wha_hoppened)
Posted at: November 10th, 2006 02:55 am (UTC)
chefja by wha_hoppened

Ok two things...


and apply heat to food. good advice.

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