- "Light it Porky light it!" The smallest pig who was foolish enough to make his house out of straw urged to his older smarter brother. "Here I come little piggies." The wolf called down the chimney. The three pigs were all gathered around the pot of water sitting at the bottom of the chimney. Porky held a match to the wood underneath the pot. "It isn't lighting." He squealed. Suddenly water splashed all over the pigs as the wolf emerged from the pot of cool water. He climbed out of the pot soaking wet. "Little pigs, little pigs I think this is the end." The wolf stated with a growl licking his lips. He moved in on them as the three brothers stepped back away from the wolf. "If mom would have let us play with matches we might have actually been able to light that fire." Squealy, the youngest pig stated to his two brothers. "Hmm.. What to make what to make. Maybe bacon out of you." He said running a claw along the plump belly of Squealy. "And pork chops out of you." He said licking his lips now sizing down Oinkerly, the middle pig. "And last but certainly not least. My meal would not be complete without some nice hot dogs." He stated, watering at the mouth. The three brothers squealed and ran in different directions, forgetting that they had bolted the doors to prevent the wolf from entering. The wolf moved swiftly grabbing Squealy and plopping him into the pot. He picked up the match that they had dropped on the floor and lit it like it was nothing. He held the lid down on the pot until the squealing had come to an end. "Now, whose next?" He grinned looking at the other two who were watching in horror as their youngest brother got burnt alive. "YOU ARE!" A voice from behind made the wolf turn in shock. Standing there was mother pig and father pig. Anger filled their faces as they closed in on the wolf along with the two remaining brothers. Like the wolf the pigs moved swiftly forcing the wolf into the whistling pot. The wolf squeals did not take long to seize as the remaining pigs stepped away from the fire. Tears filled all their eyes as they hung there heads now mourning the loss of their brother and son. The wolf had it coming, no one had sympathy for him. He had been tormenting them for years. And now it was finally, the end.
- Title: The Three Little Pigs.
- Artist: Oo__c a m e r a WHORE__oO
We all know the story of the Three Little Pigs right. Well here I have made one with an alternate ending.
So here is a brief recap of 'one' of the many stories.
One pig makes his house out of straw, one of sticks and one of bricks.
- Date: 07/20/2008
- Tags: threelittlepigsalternateending