The Three Little Pigs What!!

~This is my Anti-Hero assignment as well as a formal blog. Hope y'all enjoy and comment below!

(A Word of Caution, This is not the little kids' story you may remember.)

   The three little pigs came of age to go on their separate ways. The mama pig packed them food for their trip and said goodbye. After the little pigs said their goodbyes to their tearful mother, they began on their journey. After a long walk, the little pigs came upon an intersection in the road that leads to different directions. The little pigs said goodbye to each other and then went on to start off their new lives.

   After a little more walking, the first little pig found a place in the meadow and built his house out of straws. "That was easy," said the first pig. The second pig found a spot by the sea and built his house out of sticks. "That took a little time," said the second pig cheerfully. The third little pig found a spot by Super Wal-Mart and built his house out of bricks. "That felt like it took seven long years," said the third pig tiredly.

   On top of a large hill that overlooks a meadow, the sea, and Super Wal-Mart, a big bad wolf, who had a terrible hunger, was spying on the three little pigs. Even though the wolf seems to be the most evil bacon eater in Pigsville, there was a weak side to him. The wolf loves the smell of flowers.

He saw the first little pig outside his house baking in the sun and his mouth became filled with saliva. "My, what a lively nice piece of bacon," said the big bad wolf. The wolf went down from his hiding spot to go get the first pig. The first little pig sensed danger and looked up and saw a wolf coming towards him and went inside his house. "Little pig, little pig let me in," growled the big bad wolf. "Not by the hairs on my nobly knees," cried the first pig. "If not, then I will blow your house in," said the wolf impatiently. So the wolf huffed and he puffed, while taking the largest breathe he ever took, and blew the house in. Before the little pig got away, the wolf clamped his jaws around the little pig's neck and tore it off eating the best bacon ever.

   The wolf went away from the crime scene when he heard music playing. The wolf went to investigate the sound with blood dripping from his jaws. He found the second pig playing on the flute joyfully dancing around. The wolf went towards the stick house and the pig saw him coming. The little pig ran inside his house of sticks and shut the door. "Little pig, little pig let me in," growled the big bad wolf. "Not by the hairs on my nobly knees," cried the second pig. "If not, then I will blow your house in," said the wolf impatiently. So the wolf huffed and he puffed, while taking the largest breathe he ever took, and blew the house in. I am sorry to say that the little pig did not get away.

   The wolf was halfway full, but it wasn't enough. The wolf went towards Super Wal-Mart to the brick house. Once he was there, the wolf saw the third little pig inside his house through the window in the corner hiding. So the wolf went to the front door and knocked. "Little pig, little pig let me in," growled the big bad wolf. "Not by the hairs on my nobly knees," cried the third pig. "If not, then I will blow your house in," said the wolf impatiently. So the wolf huffed and he puffed, while taking the largest breathe he ever took, and blew the house in. The third little pig then met his dreadful fate. Now I am sorry to say this, but this has been a terrible

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HEY! WAIT A MINUTE WHAT HAPPENED TO THE "D?" WHAT!

   Now do you remember near the beginning of the story where I said the wolf had a weak side to him? Oh…yeah and I also did not mention a fourth little pig. Why? I did not mention the fourth little pig because in Pigsville, the fourth little pig was a no body. No one talks about or even looks at a pig that was born the fourth in the family. The fourth little pig was an outcast.

   The fourth little pig went along its merry little way and built her house out of flowers. She had only picked the most beautiful scented ones to build her house. The wolf was laying in the parking lot of Super Wal-Mart rubbing his tummy from the three meals he had eaten earlier that day. Then the big bad wolf caught a smell of pig nearby. So, naturally, he went to investigate. The big bad wolf came across a fourth little pig just finishing her touch of the house before going inside. The fourth little pig saw the wolf approaching and went inside her house. Even though the big bad wolf was full, he decided to gobble up the fourth little pig. The big bad wolf was about to say his famous murderous motto, when he caught the smell of something beautiful. The wolf then said, "Little pig, little pig please let me in." "I promise not to eat you." The fourth little pig did not believe the wolf at first, but the little pig could not resist the puppy dog face the wolf was making. After a long thought, the little pig decided to invite the wolf in. The wolf kept his promise and did not eat the little pig. Now the fourth little pig had a friend to talk to. If you are wondering when this messed up story is going to end, well here it is…

THE END

Anti-Hero: the fourth little pig

villian: Wolf

Master: Mother Pig

Victims: the three little pigs

Plot: The little pigs go off to start their own lives and none live to tell the tell but someone did and  he made the wolf a different person.

Place: Pigsville

Time: fairy tale time

Bibliography

Scieszka, Jon, A. Wolf, and Lane Smith. The true story of the 3 little pigs . New York: Puffin Books, 19961989. Print.

Celsi, Teresa Noel, and Doug Cushman. The fourth little pig . Milwaukee: Raintree Publishers, 1990. Print.

-Erick Senethep