Stories of the World

A Revised Three Little Pigs

When two pigs love each other deeply, they get married and have piglets.  Mama and Papa pig raised their three piglets in a beautiful farmhouse.  There was soft beds and good food.  Mama pig stayed with the piglets while Papa pig farmed for the food they needed.

One day, Papa pig was "impaled by a stake" in the field and died, so Mama pig had to take over the farm.

Mama pig wasn't as good at farming as Papa pig, so being good little pigs, her three children went to go make their own homes nearby so they could still keep in touch with their widowed mother (while not adding to her burdens by making their own livelihood).

Since the pigs were siblings, none of them wanted to live together so they decided to build separate houses.  Luckily, the little pigs had good neighbors.  Their neighbor Sally Horseshoe lent the littlest pig some straw to build its home.

After nearly being eaten by the Eagle, the second little pig collected sticks to make its home.

The oldest little pig worked as a farmhand to Herman Duck until it earned enough credit to go to Home Depot to buy some bricks.  There wasn't enough bricks to build an entire house, so he went and took the extra straw mixed with clay to make his own bricks.  (It took forever)

Now here's the point where you thing everything's perfect and happy ending, lalala, but you see, while the little pigs were building their houses, their mother was alone in the farm.

This wasn't a good idea, for while most of the crops were the normal wheat, oats, and fruit trees in the orchard, they were a special farm.  There was a small barn in the back nobody but Papa pig had ever gone into-the place they kept their special produce-fresh wolf meat.  It was the farms greatest income, but you needed to be a tough pig to keep those wolves in line.  Mama pig wasn't a tough pig, so within a two days she was eaten by the wolves.

Of course, in their house building struggles, her children received no news of her death and the neighbors just thought she was shut-in from mourning.

Now since it hadn't been long after Papa pig's death, the wolves were still relatively weak.  Mama pig always locked the door when she was inside the barn, and since one of the wolves ate the key, they were still stuck in there with no one coming to give them food.  Lets just say within the next week there was one wolf left alive-the biggest and baddest of the wolves in the pen.

This big and bad wolf was really named Frankincense, affectionately called Frankie by his deceased mother.  He had been born and raised in that pen, living surrounded by family members dying at the hands of those evil pigs.  He wanted revenge on the pigs who brutally slaughtered his family.

"Treat others as you would like to be treated." He sure showed their tormentor what death felt like when that evil pig tried to kill him.  Then when his replacement came, Frankie knew he must destroy the evil pig's family as his family was destroyed.

Before they "disposed of the evidence," the wolves found a locket on Mama pig of her beloved children.  All the wolves were aching to go and destroy the remaining pigs but they were locked in the barn.  They held tournaments each day to get stronger to break the door to avenge all the others, Frankie would torment those last pigs even worse because they forced him to destroy his remaining family.

But now he was free and GAH THE SUN, IT BURNS!  Frankie scurried back into the nice darkness of the barn, maybe he'd wait for revenge to begin at night, yeah, night sounded good.

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Meanwhile, all the little pigs were happily putting the finishing touches on their homes, happy to know they were going to have a family dinner in two days.