The Magyk book of Fay Tales : Book 1 In The Magyk Book series

Return Of the Big Bad Wolf... Again?!

Two Years Later...

After we finished the long drive to India, we searched for the perfect spot to call home. Finally, after two days, we found a small glade, surrounded by a fertile wood, where I could easily either scavenge or farm if I liked. It was perfect.

It was an uneventful three weeks, filled only with worry of being found by the police and good food. It was a day like all the other ones before it. Until it wasn't. Until the mirror. Until Loretta. Until Redd. Until I smelled muffins. Until I went scavenging.

I was gathering ingredients for that night's dinner, when I smelled some delicious banana nut chocolate chip muffins, with my extra strong nose. Perhaps I could find the baker and ask for one, so that I could taste one and see if I could figure out their recipe. If I couldn't, I'd ask. I started to track them, and found they were only a bit over two miles away.

I wandered through the woods, following the smell, until I came to a path. I would follow that until I found the carrier of the muffins. I wondered why anyone would come this far into these dangerous wood just to have a picnic.

I finally found the yummy smelling muffins, being carried by a cute little girl, skipping down a narrow dirt path, holding a cute little picnic basket so I tried to step onto the path to talk to her. I was immediately thrown backwards, with a bright flash of light.

I smelled something burning, and I hoped I hadn't set fire to the little girl's shines and flowing red silk riding hood. Then I realized, that it was the smell of burning fur! I began to roll around on the grass, quickly extinguishing my furry body.

I looked up to see that some kind of shimmery barrier had appeared. "No carnivorous animals!" the chalkboard sign pinned up on it had said. "So they propelled me backwards and set me on fyre just because I'm a wolf! How stereotypical can you get?!" I thought, angrily referring to the safety and protection of non magykal humans section of FAG, or The Fay Godmothers Society. "I swear, if I'm charred for life..." I grumbled angrily.

The little girl had heard me fall, and came skipping off of the path to help me. "What happened sir? Are you oka- WOLF!!!" She screamed. For such a little girl, surrounded by little things, she sure had a big voice! She tried to run back onto the protected path, but I grabbed her wrist. "I just wanted to taste one of your muffins!" I cried.

"Your hurting me!" The little girl whined, not listening to me. I loosened my grip a tiny bit, and asked again. This time she looked at me curiously. "Wolves don't eat muffins." "Well this one does. I'm vegan."

"Yeah right! You probably want to taste me! Plus these are for my grandma. You can't have one! Wait... What does vegan mean again?" "Vegan means that you only eat fruits and vegetables. And starches. No meat, or animal products. Or humans." I explained wearily. "Now what's your name?" "I'm Redd," she said, pointing at her bouncy scarlet hair, "But my friends call me Little Red Riding hood. You can't."

I wanted to growl, but since she was such a little child, I just irritably let her go and ran off, ahead of her, along the path. I knew that if I reached her grandmother first, I could ask her if I could have a muffin.

I reached her grandmothers house hours ahead of Redd. I knocked gently, not wanting to be rude. "Redd, is that you? Your early, and I've never heard you knock before."

Always the honest wolf, I said, "No, I'm a vegan wolf, and I met your lovely little granddaughter on the path. I really wanted one of the muffins she was bringing to you, so that I could figure out the recipe by taste, but she wouldn't give me one. I came to ask you."

"Oh my! A friendly wolf, huh? Never met one of those before." She said, though not suspiciously. Surprisingly, not suspiciously at all. She was quite a friendly old woman.

Soon she had let me in, and said, "Of course you can have one, wolf, but would you like some tea and biscuits while we wait?" "Yes please, and thank you, ?" I paused not knowing her name. "I'm Loretta. And you are?" "I'm Wolfgang."

We sat and had a spot of tea, while waiting for Redd. Little did we know, my friends, and housemates, the pigs, had gotten worried that I'd been taken by the police, and were on their way, tracking me, as well.

I was just reaching for another biscuit, when Redd and the pigs burst into the room. "Watch out Granny! That wolf's gonna eat you!" Redd cried. "He would never eat anyone!" Spamala hurriedly yelled in reply.

Just like that, the fighting started. Loretta and I backed away, me dragging Spamala with me. Loretta knew this was a dumb fight she shouldn't get involved with, and I didn't want Spamala to get hurt. It was Redd versus Hamlet and Hamilton. I'm ashamed to say that I was excited to see who would win.

Eventually, we backed into an odd looking mirror. The world spun, and Spamala screamed. Loretta groaned. "Oh no." she said. I found, and grabbed Spamala's hoof. Somehow, I knew she needed comforting right now, and for some odd reason, I wanted to be the one to give it to her.

When the world stopped spinning, we were surrounded by thousands of mirrors. Where were we, some kind of mirror world? It seemed almost like a mirror cave.

I had experience with caves, so I wasn't shocked by the mirrored stalagmites and stalactites. I had time to notice that I was still holding Spamala's hand and quickly let go, before the screaming started, before everyone woke from their daze.

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