A/N: So sorry that there is a delay in chapter 4! My main computer as completely crashed and I was too stupid enough to not save it on a flappy disk that I don't have any of the stories that I had written. And chapter 4 was starting to get interesting too. So...to keep you guys intertained I've developed this thing to read while I try with all my might to get that damn computer fixed!! Its called W.O.o.N 2: What if? Theater. I'll give these out whenever its been too long since I got a chapter up. Usually they're gonna be the Klonoa characters and mine acting in fairy tales. btw I think I might change the sequel's name...maybe.

Disclamer!: I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE KLONOA CHARACTERS!! I ONLY OWN HOLLIS AND ANY OTHER OF MY OCs...OR THE LIL' RED RIDING HOOD STORY!

Presents

Lil’ Red Riding Hood

A large crowd gathered in a theatre. A large chandelier lit the entire room as people continued to venture in and find their sets. Once everyone had found their sets a young woman appeared in the middle of the curtain stage. She was dressed in a woman’s tux and her long brown hair hung loose. The young woman bowed curtly to the crowd. Than she straighten up as she smiled brightly to the audience.

“Welcome to the Bon au Revoir (1) Theatre! Today we present to you an alternate version of Lil’ Red Riding Hood. And now, without much delay, Lil’ Red Riding Hood,” The woman than walked off the stage before the giant red curtains were drawn back to reveal a woman to the far left standing at a pedestal to be the reader and the scene of the picture of an old fashion village.

The reader began,

“Lil’ Red Riding Hood, Act one. Once upon a time in the back woods of a small village called Breezegale lived a young girl. The girl lived in a cottage all by her self. But she wasn’t lonely most of the residents of Breezegale knew who the girl was and she had many friends there.”

As the reader continued a young fox anthro girl with fiery orange hair came on the stage looking more than a little peeved. She was dressed in black dress buckle shoes, white stockings, red knee high skirt, white apron, black corset, a puffy white shirt with puffier short sleeves and a hooded red cape tied to her shoulders. She had a little straw woven basket in her right hand. She forced a fake, sickly sweet smile on her narrow muzzle. She just stood there in front of the cottage with that fake smile on her face.

“Most of the time the young girl wore a red hooded cape made especially from her grandfather who lived miles away in a different town.”- The red caped girl twirled awkwardly around to show the audience the red cloth with a hood sewn to it. – “It was very rare to see her without it. Thus far she was nicknamed, Lil’ Red Riding Hood.

“One day while Lil’ Red was out doing errands,”- The girl dressed as Lil’ Red than calmly walked to the other end of the stage to a stand with fake produce and a market owner. A man than came riding in on a motor scooter dressed as a mailman. – “The mail man had delivered her, her daily mail.

“When Lil’ Red had finished her errands she came home to check her mail. At once she found a letter from her grandfather. Eagerly she opened it.”

The vixen rolled her eyes as she casually ripped open the letter. She than pulled out a sheet of paper and started to read the note. Her eyes widen, humorously as she continued to read. Loudly she gasped and slapped her white lace gloved hand over her mouth.

“Grandfather is sick!” She exclaimed worriedly as she scurried back inside her ‘house’.

“Hurriedly, Lil’ Red drastically packed clothes,” The Reader read loud and clear to the audience. “She only thought of the ‘what if’ possibilities and one of the many was she was frightened that her Grandfather would die of illness.

“Soon Lil Red started to-!” CRASH!! The Reader flinched and paused in her reading as she turned her attention to the thing or person that fell. It was actually a stage prop tree and a person. Tree/person thrashed wildly as he tried to bring himself back up. He shouted loudly, not caring if the whole world heard him, he wanted back up on his two feet. Once they had fixed him the person continued to yell.

The person/tree was rather an odd creature though he looked slightly like a dog he had long sloth-like arms and claws. His fur was yellow with an orangey brown strip going through the middle of his belly. His tan furred ears stuck out in a humorous way. His snout was short and his eyes were like green gems, large and round but angrily narrowed. His real name of Popka and he was beyond angry.

“I don’t understand why I have to be a tree! A tree of all things! Give me a break you stupid stage writers! If I wasn’t attached to this fake tree you’d be six feet under already! I quit and there’s nothing you can do to stop me!” Popka huffed as he tried to hop his way out of the stage. He didn’t get far before he fell flat on his face. Angrily he growled loudly as the stagehands had to quickly remove him from the stage.

Awkward silence over shadowed the audience as they watched the last of the fuming Popka.

The reader than hesitantly cleared her throat, catching the audience’s attention, before she continued on reading.

To be continued…

Bon au Revoir (1): Its French it means Goodbye...I think.

A/N: Quick author's note! Yes I realize comedy isn't my strong point and also yes I know the real moral of the Lil' Red Riding Hood story but we're gonna keep this PG, k? ;)