Fairytale Part 7 - The Fred, Red, and Lumber Jack

Josh! I found some of our notes!

Really? Which part?

The page that opens with “And directly after Snow White fell off the cliff, the queen was turned into a Newt, and Jack turned into a lantern.”

Um… Ben, that was an earlier draft.

Rats. Ok, carry on then!

It’s your turn to write, Ben.

…I knew that…

Well, word was not long in spreading that the queen had been evicted, and that directly afterwards a huntsman had been dispatched from the castle. When Snow White and Rose Red heard the news, they were unsure as far as how to proceed. Was she in fact their foe, and the huntsman was simply doing his job, or were the tables somehow turned?

They were not long in wondering, for the next morning, as they ate their bread and baked beans, the Prince’s Deeply was delivered to their doorstep. On the front page, prominently displayed, was a picture of the queen being evicted from her home being chased by the vertically-challenged. It also mentioned the fact that a huntsman had been dispatched with orders to bring back his quarry… alive.

Well, the two sisters quickly consulted themselves and each other as to their course of action. The queen was obviously in trouble, and if she was on the run, would not have had a chance to read the headline to know she was in danger. Therefore, via a coin toss (Rose Red lost when she called Asparagus and the coin landed television), they decided which would go to warn their relation.

“Now, remember our summer lodge up on the mountain?” Snow White prompted.

“Yes! The one where we would hunt for gnomes with laser tag guns.” Rose Red replied.

“Excellent – the queen will likely head there, as the huntsmen are unfamiliar with its location.”

And so, donning a hooded cloak, Rose Red ran as quickly as she could in the direction of the summer cottage.  Of course, when running, one tends to exhaust rather quickly, and so she came to rest along the trail. Whilst sitting there, she was confronted by a wolf.

Now, dear reader, you will understand that this was no normal wolf, but rather, Prince Frederick in his animalian form. Seeing what appeared to be a damsel in some sort of distress, he sought at once to help her.

“Hello, Red.” He growled (for he could do no other). “How are you today?”

“Oh,” She said, rather frightened at being spoken to by a wolf. “I am fine, thank you.”

“Where are you going in such a hurry?” Fred continued.

“To my step-mother’s house.” Red replied.

“Hmm. Well, I hope you have a safe trip. Be careful, there are some dangerous animals in these woods.”

Red just stared at him.

As soon as she was on her way, Fred thought frantically about how to help. He had read his brother’s headline that morning, and quickly recognized that Jack, the huntsman, was probably out to do the queen in. In addition, he knew where the cottage was, and knew he could get there very quickly. Therefore, he at once went as quickly as he could to the cottage, taking the short-cut, in an attempt to help the queen if he could.

It was not long before Jack came to the same place where Red and Fred had had their consultation. He instantly recognized the wolf tracks, and shouldering his axe, began the trek to follow Fred’s path.

Ben, this is getting scary again…

Ok… you may need to make the next part… less scary somehow.

Sounds good. Stand by...