[This kid ain't so bad! He's not sure why the mom was having so much trouble with him.]
For hours on end, the four heroes wandered down the yellow brick path. It seemed like it would go on forever and ever. As the sun began to set, the Wasted Witch began to fret and worry, sticking close to the Pied Strider as if hoping he'd protect her. Or maybe she just wanted to use him as a human shield if danger were to arise. She was a witch, after all, so takin' advantage of other people was in her nature.
And then, appearing before them so suddenly it was like it came outta nowhere, was a house. Big, majestic... Almost like a mansion. The yellow brick path led right to its front door and Lil Cal Riding Hood grinned excitedly. "This is it!" he called. "This is where the Huntsman lives!" Lil Cal ran up to the front door to knock, but as he did, the Pied Strider lagged behind just long enough to see a wolf darting away from the back of the house. He exchanged a meaningful glance with the young Knight, who'd seen it too. Was it just a coincidence, or had the wolf paid a visit to the Huntsman as well?
Lil Cal Riding Hood knocked on the door once, twice, three times... But there was no response. "Maybe he's out hunting," the Wasted Witch suggested carefully. "That is what huntsmen do." But the young Knight shook his head, saying it was unsafe to hunt in the Enchanted Forest at this time of day. They should get inside the house as well, because twilight was turning fullblown nightfall. Lil Cal Riding Hood jiggled at the handle and the door swung open at his touch. It wasn't locked.
Throwing one last cautious glance into the darkness of the forest, they entered the Huntsman's house.
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For hours on end, the four heroes wandered down the yellow brick path. It seemed like it would go on forever and ever. As the sun began to set, the Wasted Witch began to fret and worry, sticking close to the Pied Strider as if hoping he'd protect her. Or maybe she just wanted to use him as a human shield if danger were to arise. She was a witch, after all, so takin' advantage of other people was in her nature.
And then, appearing before them so suddenly it was like it came outta nowhere, was a house. Big, majestic... Almost like a mansion. The yellow brick path led right to its front door and Lil Cal Riding Hood grinned excitedly. "This is it!" he called. "This is where the Huntsman lives!" Lil Cal ran up to the front door to knock, but as he did, the Pied Strider lagged behind just long enough to see a wolf darting away from the back of the house. He exchanged a meaningful glance with the young Knight, who'd seen it too. Was it just a coincidence, or had the wolf paid a visit to the Huntsman as well?
Lil Cal Riding Hood knocked on the door once, twice, three times... But there was no response. "Maybe he's out hunting," the Wasted Witch suggested carefully. "That is what huntsmen do." But the young Knight shook his head, saying it was unsafe to hunt in the Enchanted Forest at this time of day. They should get inside the house as well, because twilight was turning fullblown nightfall. Lil Cal Riding Hood jiggled at the handle and the door swung open at his touch. It wasn't locked.
Throwing one last cautious glance into the darkness of the forest, they entered the Huntsman's house.