"My name is Leo. Now had me those muffins!" The boy named Leo yelled, jumping at Rowan for the basket. "Oi! Not so fast!" Rowan barked at him and pushed him aside gently, so that he is out of the way but didn't hurt him. Leo grumbled and asked what was his name. "I am Rowan." "Rowan huh. Pretty name." Leo said, curling one of Rowan's hairs around his finger. "Uhhhhh... Thank you?" Rowan didn't know how to react. I mean, what would you do if a stranger just started curling your hair? Leo laughed again.
Leo pulled his finger away before uncurling, causing Rowan to wince. I don't know if I should trust this guy... Rowan thought to himself. He gives off bad vibes. "So. Who are those muffins for, if not my stomach?" Leo asked Rowan. Rowan straightened himself up a bit and put on a confident face to hide his fear. "My grandmother. She is sick with a bad cold." "Aww. I hope she gets better. May I help you deliver the yum- I mean, good looking muffins that aren't for me?" Leo asked in a sweet innocent tone. It was as if his evil and his good side took turns that lasted 1-5 minutes each.
"Okay. Just don't try anything." Rowan said as he got up and grabbed his hood from the ground. (It fell off when he bumped into Leo It was just a hood that the original Red Riding Hood wore, I just added it so it can be similar a little bit more. :/ ) Rowan and Leo then left for grandma's house.
Sorry it is short I am very busy atm!
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Twisted Tales
Ficción GeneralJust some classic stories, but make them more ✨interesting✨ yuh know!! Lmao I hope you enjoy them. And thank you SO FUCKING MUCH @BuggsyHunter for the cover!! Writing () Need Inspo () Paused (💅) Discontinued ()
