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The moment I saw his grandma, I knew that she was not an ordinary woman. She had extra large teeth, huge ears and fur all over. She wore a frilly pink dress. Sweet yet intimidating, she was the strangest woman I had ever met.

It all started when I went to visit Victor for the first time. He lived in a grand mansion in the middle of the woods. He was taking me on a tour of his home when, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a door open and a large shadowy female figure in the doorway. I couldn't believe my eyes! She was a pig and a wolf, but still human. She was some sort of chimera. "Victor," she trilled in a obnoxiously high pitched voice, "Is this the girl that you're always talking to on the phone?"

Victor coloured like a tomato and replied. "Yes Gramma." He introduced me to her and the three of us spent the rest of the day together. In the short time I had known Madam Frankenstein I learned many things about her. Firstly she was not a chimera as I had first thought, but appeared to be one due to a freak accident involving a pig costume, a stray bin of hair donations and lots and lots of superglue. As she told her story, we snacked on  Pi shaped pie while her pet cuckoo bird, named Daryl, squawked curses (in multiple languages) at whoever thought to invent superglue. Madam Frankenstein eventually managed to calm the bird down by giving it a little of it's favourite snack, deep fried Pikachu flavoured bird treats. It was at that moment that I thought 'There's something not right about her.' Also, she seemed to always have a strange glint in  her eyes whenever she looked at me.

Later that day, in the evening, when Madam Frankenstein had returned to the confines of her room. I led Victor to a secluded spot in the mansion and questioned him on my curious thoughts about his grandma. After I had spoken to him, he seemed kind of upset and maybe even a little angry. I wondered why, had I unknowingly offended him? There was a strange tension between us that I had never felt before. "You shouldn't have asked. You should've just stayed blissfully ignorant. You could've left this place as your usual happy-go-lucky self." Victor whisper-yelled, "I thought you were different from the others, but I guess I was wrong." he said softly, with a tone of sadness and disappointment. I, on the other hand, was confused. I had opened my mouth to ask what he meant, but I was cut off.

Victor grabbed my arm and practically dragged me to the door of the room which Madam Frankenstein had retired to. He opened the door and I was shoved unceremoniously into the dimly lit room. I turned back to look at the door when I heard Victor leave and lock the door behind him. I noticed large gouges in the wooden door before a low growl from a corner of the room captured my attention. I caught a brief glimpse of what I had thought was Victor's grandma, whose appearance had become extremely wolf-like. She, NO, it  pounced on me and I had barely enough time to let out a loud scream of terror before I was swallowed whole. My last thoughts were 'I guess that story about the accident was a lie after all.' and 'I hope there's WIFI where I'll be going.'

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Dedicated to my sister @shiploverofthings62, she gave the idea of the girl not being the first one to die at the hands of the Frankenstein family.

Many of the little details in the plot is implied in the story and not stated outright. Its probably quite confusing so I will most likely be posting an explanation in the near future.

Disclaimer: I do not own Frankenstein or Red Riding Hood. Only this messed up, mashed-up plot thing belongs to my classmates and I.

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