Dan's stories · June · vision

The Three Little Pigs. Part Two.

By Dan Seavers

NOW we all remember the story of the Three Little Pigs. With the three houses, the Wolf and lack of building knowledge. But not everyone remembers what happened next.

You see, the Wolf may have been defeated, but he wasn’t ready to give him. He was a plotter and a schemer. So after he scurried away, he headed back to his cave. And there he came up with his master plan. Or Plan X as he called it.

And what a masterful plan it was. Whilst his first idea, plan A should we say, had involved much huffing and puffing and eventual over-exhaustion, this plan X involved many ideas, and minimal effort. All he had to do was wait.

So he stayed in his cave in the woods.  He found a lovely Mrs Wolf and had three little Wolves. And together they waited, and waited, and waited.

And it wasn’t long before the Three Little Pigs forgot about the Wolf and his mischief.  They spent more time outside, exploring the garden of their three little houses (made of brick this time, of course). They stopped looking over their shoulders as much, and often forgot to lock their doors.

The Wolf of their past became a very distant memory.

And if was only then, that he enacted plan X.

He sent his first Wolf child to the Little Pigs’ houses, who carefully and politely knocked on the doors.

“Let me in, Little Pigs,” he called. “Please let me in.  I’m here to help.”

Now this confused the Pigs. No Wolf had ever offered to help them before. But then again, he was still a Wolf.

“No, no” said the Pigs. “We won’t let you in. Not by the hair of our chinny chin chins.”

“Fair enough,” said the Wolf. “But I wanted to warn you of what is coming. The other animals are heading to your woods. And they’re going to take it away from you. The Rabbits will come and steal your straw. The Beavers will eat your wood. The Badgers will steal all your bricks. And the Big, Bad, Foxes and Bears and Boars will come and eat you. If you come with me, I’ll keep you safe from them all.”

Now the Little Pigs were scared. But they didn’t heed the Wolf’s words.

“No, no.” said the Pigs. “We’re staying in.”

Although one Little Pig wasn’t sure.

“Fair enough, Little Pigs.” The Wolf said. “But you’ve been warned.” And he headed back home to his cave.

The next day, the Big Bad Wolf sent his second child to see the Pigs. And he even more carefully and politely, knocked at their doors.

“Let me in, Little Pigs,” he called. “Please let me in. I’m here to help.”

Now this confused the Pigs even more. Now there were two Wolves to help them. But then again, they were still Wolves.

“No, no” said the Pigs. “We won’t let you in. Not by the hair of our chinny chin chins.”

“Fair enough,” said the Wolf. “But the distant animal council want to stop you from living as you do. They want to stop you from enjoying your gardens. They have rules that say your houses are too high, and that you must build them of straw once more. If you come with me, I’ll keep you safe from them all.”

Now the Little Pigs were scared. But they didn’t heed the Wolf’s words.

“No, no.” said the Pigs. “We’re staying in.”

Although two Little Pigs weren’t sure.

“Fair enough, Little Pigs.” The Wolf said. “But you’ve been warned.” And he headed back home to his cave.

The next day, the Big Bad Wolf sent his final child to see the Pigs. And this Wolf was the most careful and the most polite when he knocked at their doors.

“Let me in, Little Pigs,” he called. “Please let me in. I’m here to help.”

Now this confused the Pigs the most. There were three Wolves who wanted to help. The Pigs wondered if they really had changed. Though they were still cautious.

“No, no” said the Pigs. “We won’t let you in. Not by the hair of our chinny chin chins.”

“Fair enough,” said the Wolf. “But the distant animal council is coming. They want you to give them even more food from your gardens. But you need that for yourselves. Just imagine how much food you could have on your table if you didn’t have to share. You could trade it with the other animals and get even more for yourself. You could build bigger houses. Maybe have more than one each. If you come with me, it could happen.”

Now the Little Pigs were scared. But they weren’t sure. They were worried about animals coming to their homes. They disliked the rules that could change their lives. And they loved the idea of having more food.

So they had a vote and decided.

“Yes, yes,” said the Pigs. “We’re coming out. By the hairs of our snouty snout snouts.”

And they flung open their doors, and followed the third Wolf back to the cave.

They followed and cheered and jeered and followed. All the way inside.

And only then did they see all the little Wolves, and Mrs Wolf and the Big, Bad Wolf. All smiling, and drooling, and tummy rumbling with hunger. And by then, there was no way out.

© Dan Seavers 2016

 

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