9 March 2012
"I didn't do it!" A young woman resembling a majestical wolf howled at the court judge. He looked at her, the disbelief shown in his eyes.
"Miss W. would you like to explain what happened on that questionable night?" Her suited up clean shaven lawyer asked in her defense.
"I was wondering along, the empty knot in my stomach twisting and straining inside me. I knew I needed something to sooth it's roar. But out in the middle of nowhere there really wasn't anything to fill my stomach with. You see desperate moments cause for desperate actions, and I took action, that's all. I saw them stumbling into there houses. It wasn't likely they'd live too much longer anyways, not with those houses made of sticks and hay. I saw a chance, and figured I would be killing two birds with one stone. A second later I had a full belly, that doesn't mean I did anything." Her words were unconvincing.
"I see," the judge spoke in his smart -ass tone.
Another lawyer spoke up. "P. Iglet has another perception of that nights events." Miss W. shot Iglet a look, as if to say "Mess this up, your next." But it didn't change a single word that drizzled from the short slightly plump woman. "I sat looking out the window of my newly built brick house when I saw her!" She paused a moment to thrust her finger out to the wolf like woman. "At first I thought nothing except that she was definitely out of place, nobody came by our little spot in the woods. Except this strange girl in a brown fur cloak, she entered our territory, and we were all eyeing her suspiciously from our windows. I made eye contact with Iggy; there was alarm flourishing in his blazing yellow eyes. Then I was horrified. She pressed herself up against his hay walls, and struck a match. Within seconds the house was ablaze, and the mysterious girl was at my sisters house, Patunia. Another match was struck, another house was ablaze, another sibling was dead. Shocked with terror I was frozen, and then I put two and two together. I was next. Lock the door, draw the shades, turn out the lights, and I did. She wouldn't get me, not by a single hair on my chinny chin chin. Sprawled along the floor I listened, and waited. Hours took their sweet time passing, but I needed to see the disaster. Though my surprise grew into horror when all I saw out the foggy windows were those evil red eyes and enormous teeth."
Three Little Pigs • Opuss № I