Cybertoy00

It was a beautiful day out in a field. The air was cool, the sun was hot, and somewhere in the distance a very large tree was falling on a corporate executive officer. All was good, and there was a feeling of serenity in the hearts of all living creatures. “Tally-ho!” This serenity was shattered into atoms by a screeching voice that echoed across the region. It came from a small person whom would best be described as cat-like. She was of the Taladega race, whose tallest member would reach the height of a human first-grader. She was at the front of a line of fellow travelers as she marched, swinging her paw-like hands back and forth. “Oh, we’re on our way to Nottingham, Brittingham, to Buckingham! To every hamley hamlet by the sea! Oh, we’re on our way to Devonshire, to Lancreshire, or Westershire, I’m not so sure we’ll have to wait and see!” “Stop! Stop or I’ll go crazy!” That cry came at the end of the line. It was made by someone tall, and bug-like. Her body was as if a beetle and a

“But, grandma, what big teeth you have.” Said Little Red Riding Hood. “All the better to it you with, my dear!” Declared the Big Bad Wolf, and gobbled the poor girl up. Once he was done with his meal, The Big Bad Wolf let out a contented burp that shook the china off the shelves. He had eaten Little Red’s real grandmother earlier, and was quite full. And since he was already in bed, the Big Bad Wolf decided to sleep it off. “I wonder what tomorrow would bring…” Big Bad murmured as he fell into the blissful emptiness of dreamtime. Little did the Big Bad Wolf realize, tomorrow would bring quite a turnaround for him. For in sating his appetite, Big Bad had forgotten one crucial law of the world. Namely, you are what you eat. ------------------------ When Big Bad woke, he felt…strange. Colder, for one thing. But there were odd sensations in his entire body. Sitting up, Big Bad yawned, sat up, and stretched his arms. Arms? Wolves didn’t have arms, they had forelegs. Big Bad looked at his