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Daily #28
3/28/2024
508 words
The three pigs freeze in shock as the wolf comes tumbling down the chimney, flinching away as the hot water hits their hides.
They’d been expecting this of course, Bob had said that it would be the only way in and to keep it nice and warm, but they hadn’t anticipated what they would do once it happened.
The wolf was passed out, the pool of water gathering beneath him and the pot rolling away.
“Bob, what should we do with the wolf?” Joe asks, poking at the wolf with a stick.
Bob blinks at his brother. “Why do I have to figure that out; I’ve kept us safe in my house!”
“Oh, but you’re obviously the smartest, so tell us, what do we do with the wolf?” Sam joins in.
“Well…” Bob starts, “We could see why he wanted to get not our houses or eat us. You know, while we have him vulnerable.”
His brothers stare at him in disbelief.
“You want us to do what?” Joe spits out. “You, you want us to talk to the guy? No, no, no. Nope. I’m out of here. You are not going to drag me into your schemes.”
He stomps out of the house and the house shakes when he slams the door.
Sam’s eyes flit between the door and the wolf on the ground, a hoof in his mouth as he nervously chews on it.
“Sam, you said I was the smartest. Trust me on this? For once?” Bob pleads, not wanting to face the wolf alone.
Sam doesn’t meet Bob’s eyes. “Sorry dude, I don’t think this is one of your better ideas. I just got my house blown down; I can’t risk anything else happening.”
Bob is left alone in his house, apart from the wolf lying on his living room floor.
“Well then…” Bob says to himself, “What are we going to do about this?”
After examining the situation and carefully stepping around the wolf a few times, he sits down in his couch, letting his legs rest.
Bob will just have to tie the wolf up. He can’t risk having the wolf wake up and run around the place. Especially if he gets up at night, when Bob’s asleep. He shivers at that thought.
He grabs some rope out of his toolbox and proceeds to wrap it around the wolf, making sure he double knots everything and the rope is secure. Bob debates whether to try cleaning up the spilled water, ultimately deciding to do so, so that the water won’t sit for too long.
Bob had just finished grabbing a handful of towels and was starting to place them down around the wolf, when a violent jerk throws him off.
The wolf is thrashing and clawing at his bonds unsuccessfully.
“What did you do to me?” he demands, his voice raspy and low.
Bob chuckles nervously, backing away with towels in between his hooves.
“I’ll let you know everything, but could you promise to not eat me?”
“Why would I eat you?”
3/28/2024
508 words
The three pigs freeze in shock as the wolf comes tumbling down the chimney, flinching away as the hot water hits their hides.
They’d been expecting this of course, Bob had said that it would be the only way in and to keep it nice and warm, but they hadn’t anticipated what they would do once it happened.
The wolf was passed out, the pool of water gathering beneath him and the pot rolling away.
“Bob, what should we do with the wolf?” Joe asks, poking at the wolf with a stick.
Bob blinks at his brother. “Why do I have to figure that out; I’ve kept us safe in my house!”
“Oh, but you’re obviously the smartest, so tell us, what do we do with the wolf?” Sam joins in.
“Well…” Bob starts, “We could see why he wanted to get not our houses or eat us. You know, while we have him vulnerable.”
His brothers stare at him in disbelief.
“You want us to do what?” Joe spits out. “You, you want us to talk to the guy? No, no, no. Nope. I’m out of here. You are not going to drag me into your schemes.”
He stomps out of the house and the house shakes when he slams the door.
Sam’s eyes flit between the door and the wolf on the ground, a hoof in his mouth as he nervously chews on it.
“Sam, you said I was the smartest. Trust me on this? For once?” Bob pleads, not wanting to face the wolf alone.
Sam doesn’t meet Bob’s eyes. “Sorry dude, I don’t think this is one of your better ideas. I just got my house blown down; I can’t risk anything else happening.”
Bob is left alone in his house, apart from the wolf lying on his living room floor.
“Well then…” Bob says to himself, “What are we going to do about this?”
After examining the situation and carefully stepping around the wolf a few times, he sits down in his couch, letting his legs rest.
Bob will just have to tie the wolf up. He can’t risk having the wolf wake up and run around the place. Especially if he gets up at night, when Bob’s asleep. He shivers at that thought.
He grabs some rope out of his toolbox and proceeds to wrap it around the wolf, making sure he double knots everything and the rope is secure. Bob debates whether to try cleaning up the spilled water, ultimately deciding to do so, so that the water won’t sit for too long.
Bob had just finished grabbing a handful of towels and was starting to place them down around the wolf, when a violent jerk throws him off.
The wolf is thrashing and clawing at his bonds unsuccessfully.
“What did you do to me?” he demands, his voice raspy and low.
Bob chuckles nervously, backing away with towels in between his hooves.
“I’ll let you know everything, but could you promise to not eat me?”
“Why would I eat you?”