The Red Hooded Girl

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Seventeen years passed. Aurora came to be known as Red by everyone in the village. She lived with the three fairies, her godmothers. She was unconscious of her true identity as a princess.

Red loved to explore. She couldn't go far from the village, though. She couldn't go into the woods at all. She loved her godmothers dearly. She just thought it was a bit too overprotective to forbid her to walk anywhere near the woods.

Red had long blonde hair and blue eyes. She had a fair face that many people in the village called pretty. She couldn't see what was pretty in her face. She always wore a red hood, a gift from Fauna who was one of her godmothers.

The day before her eighteenth birthday, she asked her godmothers what she wanted the most.

"Red," Flora said as Red walked into the house, "it was getting dark. Good thing you came in before I went outside looking for you."

"Flora," Red greeted, "Where's Merryweather?"

"Over here!" came the voice of Merryweather. "I was just preparing everything for your eighteenth birthday."

"Red, again with that red hood," Flora whined.

"Flora, the lady in the store says red is my color," Red defended.

"Don't listen to Flora, darling," Fauna said as she walked in. "Red is your color, Red. I doubt you will take fashion advice from the woman who always has flowers attached to her dress."

"Anyway," Merryweather started as she walked into the room, "what do you wish for your eighteenth birthday, Red?" The three godmothers gathered around Red.

"Well," Red began, "I wanted to go to the woods. Explore the world. Oh, Flora, Fauna, Merryweather, that is what my heart yearns."

"Red, that is dangerous," Flora commented.

"We are sorry, Red, but you have to wish for something else," Fauna stated.

"It is alright. I'll just go to bed now," Red mumbled. She set down her basket of flowers, and walked upstairs to her bedroom.

"Hide her away. It is for the best. Why couldn't King Sebastian just hunt down all the wolves?" Merryweather complained. "This life of being hidden away is killing her inside! Not being able to be raised properly. Oh, poor Aurora!"

"Now, Merryweather," Flora began. "You know that hunting down all the wolves will just anger Maleficent, and we don't want more ill fortune to be bestowed upon the royal family."

"I know. I just don't like seeing her this unhappy."

"Well, she is safe at least, and we should be thankful for that. We do need to start preparing her eighteenth birthday, though," Fauna added. "I was thinking we could send her to collect a few berries."

"Might as well hand her out to the wolves!" protested Flora.

"She will stay near. Besides, Maleficent doesn't know she is here."

"It could work," Merryweather said. "She will get her wish to go a little farther than the house, and we will have time to prepare a small birthday party for her."

"Seems it'll work!" Fauna exclaimed.

The three godmothers started to work on their plans for Red's eighteenth birthday while Red, herself, slept safe and sound.